Greed God chapter 29

January 8th 2016 Gotham City 3:00 PM EDT

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I  blinked at that. Not exactly the ten thousand I got last time but  admittedly Whisper was much less impressive as a person than Barbie. I  smirked a bit and looked over at the glorious oiled up naked ass on the  table in front of me. Well...in some ways. I enjoyed the site of it  immensely, so I slapped it, hard. There was a gasp as Whisper jerked  awake and blinked up at me, before her eyes widened and she scrambled  down off the table to kneel in front of me. "My lord! I'm sorry, I was  so lost in pleasure I showed you something shameful."

Ok  that...that was neat. I reached down to grab her chin gently, tipping  her head back. "It's fine Whisper. I have plenty to talk to you about,  but you can multitask. Speaking of which, I have your dirty asshole  filth all over my sock, why don't you clean me up while I tell you about  your new life." It had been a few minutes and I'd buttoned my pants,  but I might not have time for a shower soon and killing two birds with  one stone worked fine. Whisper lit up in joy as she fished out my cock  to give me one of the sloppiest, most enthusiastic blowjobs I've ever  had.

She  didn't have Barbie's lack of gag reflex, but she seemed to be happy  about that as she literally gagged herself on my cock on purpose staring  up at me in adoration as she shoved herself down my dick, like she was a  puppy looking for approval for doing a nice trick. I admit, I got a bit  distracted from my point as I grabbed a fistful of that glorious red  hair and gave her the roughest face fuck I could manage without choking  her out, and by time I nutted in her throat she had a dazed look on her  red, tear streaked face. I patted her cheek lightly. "Good girl."

Her  whole body shuddered in pleasure. I walked over to a nearby chair and  sat down. "Lap." Whisper was up and across the room at Flash speeds  dropping into my lap joyfully and giving a pleasant springy bounce as  she landed because all her extra padding around back. She stared at me  intensely. "Don't get take this the wrong way Whisper, but WHY exactly  are you so enthusiastic about this? I didn't get a chance to add any  positive feelings to mind control really, and my Brand only makes you do  things not think them. So why are you so...happy?"

Whisper  cuddled against me. "I've been religious for most of my life my lord. I  was brought into the cult young, one of the deacons of the religion was  my fat little ass and decided to keep me. But despite my enthusiasm for  the cause, my true belief in our tenants, I always felt...neglected.  Other religions venerate a god, they know the safety and warmth of being  totally devoted to one being, but mine never did. I envied that, but I  couldn't bring myself to worship some far off figure who spouted lies  about love and peace."

She  tilted her head back to look up at me adoringly. "But when you  conquered my soul my lord, I knew I'd found a god on this mortal plane  to take me in hand. To guide my to his will. All I want is to serve you  lord, to belong to you." She kissed her way up my jaw to murmur in my  ear. "And someday, I hope to earn the right to bear your holy seed in  truth, and bring forth your divine scions." She shuddered again. "Will  you accept this unworthy vessel lord? Will you shape me into an  instrument of your will?"

The  basic empathy I had with girls I was fucking told me she was being  honest. I hadn't needed to add a mind control kink, because Whisper  already had a submission kink to all things godly a mile wide. Also a  breeding kink apparently. I reached down to pet her sweaty, messy red  hair. "You couldn't escape if you wanted to slut." I felt a spike of  lust. "But as explained, I own that fat ass, so lets talk about ground  rules. First off, you won't fuck other men, I don't care if you slut out  some girls, but you will send me videos if you do."

I  pawed at one of thick jiggly cheeks as I talked, glorying in the casual  use I had of her body. I'd been right at the fights, being her god was  pretty amazing. Her fat rump was sweet and  springy and soft and I  groaned. "Fuck, get up and bend over the table, I want another butt  job." She bounced up happily, scurrying over to the table wriggling  halfway onto it so her feet were off the ground and her ass was at waist  level. I'd just gotten my dick cleaned so I decided not to butt fuck  her again, just wrapping those huge warm cheeks around my cock again and  leisurely using them to enjoy myself as I talked.

I  blinked, distracted by warm oily ass meat for a minute. "Wait, where  was I? Oh, rules. No telling anyone that you've been Branded, hide your  tattoo as best you can without being suspicious and if anyone does see  it just say you got it yourself. Also obviously if I call, you'll drop  what you're doing and come take my cock, though you'll inform me if  doing so will compromise your position here. Any questions."

Whisper  was knuckle deep in her own cunt, enjoying the sensation of her lord  using her fat ass to satisfy himself, but she shook her head quickly.  "No my lord, your devoted whore understands. May I ask a boon? I'll  follow your orders of course

regardless but  I have one fervent desire." I made an inquisitive noise, curious about  her ask. "Will you bless my unworthy cunt with your seed lord? You've  already gifted my ass with your radiance, can you paint my unclean  insides with your divine gift?"

Now  listen, people talk a lot of shit about not sticking your dick in  crazy. Those people are way too general. Sticking your dick in OTHER  people's crazy is what gets you in trouble. When it's YOUR crazy, when  you own that lunatic slut body and soul, nothing is more enjoyable than  sticking your dick in crazy. So obviously, I shoved my cock into her  sopping pussy. I didn't hit any of her buttons, I didn't make her mega  orgasm, she didn't want that. She wanted to be used, to be a hole for me  to stroke my cock with until I emptied my balls into her. It took about  five minutes in that snug little twat before I came in her, and I  enjoyed her twitching around me as she came too just from receiving my  load.

I  pulled out with a satisfied groan, giving her a sharp slap on that ass  as a good job and then zipped myself back up. I wasn't horny anymore for  now, though if Whisper didn't get dressed I was going to get there  pretty soon. I walked back over to my chair and slumped down. "Your  brain still working, slut?" Even without manipulation her orgasm at the  feeling of me nutting her pussy had been a wet, screaming mess of joy  and exultant fulfillment. I honestly think she might be new favorite  fuck. Then I thought about and dismissed that thought, nah, I couldn't  choose.

She  cooed and wriggled around. I heard her murmuring to herself. "A  blessing, a divine favor from my lord, so warm, so beautiful." I blinked  a bit, wondering if I should tell her she couldn't get pregnant without  my express permission. I decided she would enjoy that, but I would let  her squirm around and enjoy my cum inside her a bit more, it was really  hot for me to watch.

While  she had her minor religious experience I took my phone out, noticed a  text and dialed a number. As it rang I put the phone against my  shoulder. "Don't make a sound while I'm on the call except breathing."  All noise from Whisper immediately cut off, and I smiled. Man having  someone to abuse the Brand with was nice. I could take out all my  desired to play with Barbie on Whisper. I could even test our my minion  merge. The phone picked up. "Hey, Mal, it's Nick, what's up man? Just  got your text sorry. I was in the middle of something."

His  voice sounded relieved. "Shit man, you scared me. I heard from the Doc  about your kidnapping a while ago. I'm so sorry, i didn't even know. Why  didn't you say anything? I feel like an asshole for just chatting away  at the club and even worrying that you might spill about my  enhancements." It was touching of him to check on me, this what what  minions should be like. Though speaking of minions... I snapped my  fingers at Whisper, pointing to my dick after watching her wriggle like a  happy puppy over my cum for a minute or two got me hard again.

Maybe  a bit rude to get my dick sucked on the phone but she wasn't able to  make noise and I had perfect control of myself, plus playing the good  guy got boring, and it was a lot more fun with a pretty mouth around my  cock. Once she'd started I got back to talking. "Oh I'm fine man, no  reason to worry. I got away from them, though I did have some...not so  nice times in their care. Now I'm working with Batgirl to try to track  them down. She just approached me out of nowhere, it was crazy. "

I  left the guesses as to whether I knew Barbie's identity and was keeping  it secret or whether I was as oblivious as most people about capes up  to him as Whisper gargled my balls in the most delightful way, the girl  knew some tricks. I palmed one of her modestly sized tits, which was  still perky despite being a C cup at best, as I responded. Dinah had spoiled me for tits. "Anyway, Doc mentioned you wanted in on the search. I can talk to  Batgirl if you want. She's kind of hard to reach, but I can usually get  in touch after a day or two."

Mal  gave a sigh of relief. "Thanks man. I just...I feel like you and Doc  gave me this gift, and it's wrong not to share it with others to help  people. It just feels good to give back." I gave a distracted 'hmmm' as I  gave my cock to the back of Whispers throat holding her head down and  enjoying the fluttering of her clenching throat on the head of my dick.  Her face was red with lack of oxygen but she couldn't make any noise so  she just twitch on my cock for a minute before I let go. Mal started  talking again, but I was barely listening.

I  cleared my throat. "Hey man, sorry I'm a bit tied up right now. I'll  set up the meeting with Batgirl and get back to you ok?" He agreed and I  hung up. I raised an eyebrow at Whisper. "I said quiet bitch not lazy.  What kind of stupid whore forces her own god to throat himself when  she's sucking him. Now do it right, and still no noise. I'm calling my  other redhead and I don't feel like seeing her sulk about me getting  head from someone else. You better get my nut before the call ends or  you won't orgasm for a week." I  smirked as she got back to work while I  dialed Barbie's number. Fuck I loved my life.