Greed God chapter 167

April 3rd 2016 Brightedge City, Palace of Debauchery 11:00 PM EDT

In  the end, we were able to take over about ten square miles of territory  around the Iceberg Lounge total. Jinx and her crew were in charge of the  area they were in, and they were happy to turn it over. Jinx seemed  fascinated by me, but was swept away by Strega when we got to the  lounge, she declared she was going to be taking her as an apprentice,  and hurried her off home while I left the other newbies with Barbie,  telling her and Amy to deal with them as revenge while I dragged Jay off  for a casual facefuck.

I'd have  liked to bounce the little slut on my dick for a while, but I was  exhausted and wanted to go home, she was gonna get my nut like she'd  been hinting at and I'd give her a try later when I had the time. She  wasn't up to par with any of my girls in terms of technique or  sensation, but she had zero gag reflex and just hung on while I fucked  her throat. In it's own way, helplessly choking on my dick like a toy  was almost as good as one my girls pulling their usual tricks. Jay had a  gift for just fucking taking it, and while I was hardly going all out  on the fragile little human girl, I definitely had my fun.

With  my petty little revenge blowie out of the way (because if my wife was  going to ruin my night, I was going to get my knob slobbered while I  made her do busywork) we made our way back to the house to finally  settle in. It was exhausting, and I was glad to be back. I didn't bother  with all the welcome home stuff, just said my hello's to anyone I'd  missed before and headed up to my room to flop down on my bed.

The  door slammed shut behind me, and I turned over with a groan to find  Dinah looking at me unreadably, Whisper a step behind her, looking down  at the floor submissively. Apparently they had established a dynamic  when I was gone. I guess being the first woman knocked up by her lord  made Dinah Whisper's top bitch. Despite being tired, I still kind of  wanted them around. I opened my arms. "Alright. Both of you get in this  bed. I have time for some baby mama bonding before bed."

They  bolted over and hurled themselves into my arms, Dinah laying her head  on me as Whisper practically burrowed in. I groped a fat handfull of  bowling ball booty as she snuggled close. That fucking dumptruck ass was  like a stress ball for me. I squeezed an kneaded it a bit as I cuddled  them. Very relaxing. I looked down at Dinah with a grin. "You still mad  at me? I know you aren't happy I left, but it wasn't exactly planned. I  was only supposed to be gone for like...an hour. That fucking candle  really screwed us."

She  just sighed, her head thumping on my chest. "Would it even bother you  if I was? I'm not an idiot Nicky. I know how you are. At least I'm glad  you seem to be genuinely happy to see me, though I suspect part of that  is my pregnancy tits coming in. I've noticed you staring. Still, you at  least arranged for Ingrid to come see me, so you do care at least a bit.  I'm not going to push for more."

I  blinked at that. "I...was expecting a lot more angst at that reveal.  Barbie had this whole crisis of conscience and inner battle thing when  she realized I was a sociopath. Aren't you supposed to be all brooding  and damaged that the father of your child is a monster?" I probably  should have just let it go, but I was pretty curious. This was something  I had almost no grasp on, and understanding people better in this  department might help me with interaction later.

"Please."  Dinah said with a snort. "Nicky. You seduced and impregnated a woman  twice your age. I'm vain enough to enjoy your attention, and I'm  admittedly pretty attached. But this was always a selfish milf and her  morally questionable boytoy. I had no illusions that I was the bad guy  when I let you fuck me while I was with Ollie, or when I asked you to  knock me up. Granted, I wasn't expecting you to be able to impregnate me  on demand, so that was a shock, but I'm not a teenaged girl."

I  raised an eyebrow. "Boytoy? I'm a man toy at worst. Or I guess a dragon  toy at this point. But you're still taking this pretty well. Admittedly  fantastic new mommy milkers aside, most women would be upset at being  seduced away from their boyfriend and lifestyle."

She  just shrugged. "I was willing to be seduced. I won't pretend this is my  fairy tale. But a hot young guy with a fat dick who never runs out of  stamina and showers me an my baby in whatever we need isn't exactly a  hardship. I've wanted a baby for a while. I talked to Ollie about it a  few times, but he never felt like it was right. He barely cared about  our sex life anymore. It was part of why you had such an easy time  getting me into bed. It felt nice to be wanted. It still does. You still  want me. I like that. I'm not going to help you destroy the world or  anything, but you mostly seem to be kind of a thief. If Batman can clap  Catwoman's cheeks my having a teen thief baby daddy isn't that crazy."

It  was hard not to laugh at that. "Well...that's kind of a relief. How  much of this was being trapped in the house for months with a therapist?  Because if it was more than a bit I owe Ingrid a fruit basket or  something. I wasn't looking forward to trying to win back my heartbroken  baby mama when she was doubting everything we had."

"Half."  She said teasingly. "At least. She definitely helped me work through  some things. I'm just...I'm tired Nicky. Black Canary had so much  pressure on her, and getting pregnant, breaking up with Ollie, it all  just kind of lifted the burden. I'm just a woman carrying her first  child. It's hard to resent the things that lead to it. If you turn into  some murderous megalomaniac I might change my mind, but for now I-oh for  the love of god. Whisper you crazy whore, can you hold off for five  minutes?"

My  redhead priestess had started unlacing my fancy Gemworld pants and was  trying to tug my cock out while Dinah talked. At the blonde's words she  froze, looking up guiltily and laced them back up, burying her face in  my side with a pout. I snickered and traced my fingers up under her  shirt to run them over her tattooed wings. I snickered at the  interaction. "Well, you two certainly seemed to have bonded. My girls  seem to enjoy playing with each other, I don't suppose the two of you  have been fucking?"

Dinah  rolled her eyes. "Well your mindbroken lizard slut needs pretty constant sexual attention." Her voice was fond as she glanced sideways at Whisper despite the harsh words. "I realized after the first week that strapping her into a coma was a pretty decent way to make her more  docile. It never scratched the itch the way you can, but I was able to borrow a strap on from Jade. I didn't ask why she had it, and I don't really want to know." She took in my smirk. "Oh fuck you. This is your  fault. I was fine until I got on your dick and I've been crawling up the  walls since. I would have been a lot harder to tempt if I wasn't  constantly horny." She reached out and slapped a fat cheek. "Though this  fucking behemoth ass didn't help."

I'd  been training Dinah to be bicurious via Eros and Psych in prep for my  threesome with her and Barbie, so I was hardly shocked she swung both  ways. The idea of her using a strap on to fuck Whisper was pretty hot,  and I planned to see it in person soon enough. We'd be double teaming  that bitch before the end of the week. Still, we were talking for now,  so I moved on. "I trust Leslie got all settled in? You and Ingrid are  definitely the only two people here I would trust to help her feel at  home."

Dinah  rolled her eyes. "Yes. How you managed to give that girl a hero complex  and an inferiority complex within an hour or two of meeting her I have  no idea. Poor thing doesn't have any idea how you are, though my  greeting certainly helped shed some light. Still, we've been taking bets  on how long before you fuck her."

I  gasped in faux outrage. "How do you know she's even my type?" Dinah  just stared at me blandly for a minute before I finally started  cackling. It took me a minute or two to calm down. "Oh, wow. Sorry. I  needed that. But no, I'm not planning to pursue her." Her bland look  became skeptical. "I'm not." I said, holding up my hands. She wasn't  buying it, so I finally sighed and admitted with a grin. "I'm going to  wait until she throws herself at me. It'll be more fun that way. Oh  speaking of bitches who can't get enough of me but like to talk shit,  how is Jade?"

She  snorted. "Weirdly, not bad. Somehow being forbidden from having sex  with her husband has made them much friendlier with each other. They  kind of platonically co-parent now. I've seen Ingrid in counseling with  them a few times. so I think it was her. That woman is so good at her  job it's terrifying. She and Artemis have been getting along better too.  I think Ingrid may scare me more than most of the villains I've met. Or she would if it was possible not to adore her."

I  hadn't expected that. I obviously wasn't letting Jade's limp dick ex  fuck my kitty. That had been one of the rules I enforced with the brand.  But I'd figured he'd be bitter.  Imagine being a more emo Roy than Roy.  I hadn't mentioned it to her when I did it because it was funnier that  way, but she was literally incapable of having sex with him, still I  didn't really give a shit what she did otherwise, and if they both  wanted to be in their kid's life I was fine with that. Maybe I could  hire him as a Manny when the kids were born or something.

Whisper,  who was curled against me still, wiggled a bit and whined like a bitch  in heat. I snickered as I glanced over at Dinah. "Seems like our little  redhead is feeling extra frisky now that her master is home. Want to  help me have some fun with her before bed? I was a bit tired, but what  can I say, the two of you are good motivation. If you're up for it." I  winked at her before groping Whisper, getting a low moan from my  priestess.

Dinah huffed in feigned annoyance. "Ugh, fine you sloppy drooling whore. Whip it out  and slobber him up for me." Whisper's eyes went wide in excitement,  having gotten what she wanted without interrupting either of of the  people in charge or her, as she dove to start unlacing my pants again,  Dinah's hands shot out and caught her face, pulling her into a bruising  kiss before pulling back with a feral smile. "But don't you get him off  slut." She ran her hand down to cup my cock through my pants as Whisper  tried to free it. "Mama needs to go for a ride."