Gazelles Daddys Fabulous Fucking Ch 02

In front of the closed-door, The Empress was not only excited but she was also nervous as well. She felt like she was as a virgin on the verge to lose her flower. As a matter of fact, she considered herself a virgin indeed because she hadn't had sex in centuries, not even self-service.

'Remember, remember, remember..., you're an Empress, an Empress, an Emmm..., aaahhh..., who the fuck you're kidding..., you're a whore..., a whore..., a fucking whore,' she said to herself. She wasn't diminutive on herself, she only stated the truth.

'Yyyeeesss..., yyyeeesss..., yyyeeesss..., I am..., I'll be the best little whore in the whole damned world.'

She was hellbent to out-shine her great Granny and her equally great Mommy in every sexual way possible. She sighed like she made a promise to herself and she continued to speak to herself.

'Do something the other two have never dared. Don't make it easy for him, let him work for it. Play with him first. You're about to explode stupid bitch. Hhhaaa..., you've waited so long, you can wait a couple of hours more..., play..., play..., play with him. Don't make it all too easy for him.'

She swallowed the first string of slime that was about to drop out of her mouth and she knew there would be two more as always at the beginning of The Ordeal. That is what the three of them called the fuck marathon. They felt blessed because the three of them were the only ones he took that much time for separately but she knew nothing yet.

'Whore..., You're such a conditioned bitch. Hhhaaa..., what can you do about that? It is fate..., a hell of a fate..., yyyeeesss..., but made in heaven,' she thought joyously. The three of them embraced it as if it was an obligation they were born to yield too.

So, she was barefoot, she wore her favorite silken robe that hugged her soft-muscled 'built for sin' frame in a nice tight fit. The robe was long enough to hang three inches above her knees. It was a long time ago she felt like this but she remembered it like it was yesterday.

'Haha, yesterday indeed,' she laughed because yesterday the cycle began for real when she was hit by some invisible force in her crotch. She screamed as if she was liberated as the electrical energy went through every cell and through every fiber in her body while she trembled, shivered and quivered thirty seconds on her legs before she fainted to crash on the floor. The former captain was bent over her when she woke up and they knew she was a different woman. That is, she was the same woman with a different state of mind. Her crotch was in a permanent state of euphoria and..., wet..., for the first time in centuries and also for the first time in centuries she experienced the sensational pressure on her nipples. It felt like they wanted to inflate to blow themselves up and off, off the tits. And just like that, she remembered the lessons from the other two as she controlled it and then there were the also permanent sweet thrills in her throat and her ass.

'He'll be the first who sees her nipples in their full glory,' she promised herself and she wanted to see his face when it happened but then again, 'I'll be so horny I'll forget all my intentions when he looks at me like he wants to eat me alive. Aaahhh..., Bitch..., concentrate..., concentrate..., fucking..., con...cen...trate..., You can do it..., Bitch, you're a warrior..., a warrior..., a warrior whore.'

She took a beat and she appended proudly, 'We are..., warrior..., whores.'

As soon as the captain had helped her on her feet she ordered, 'Don't help me..., captain..., just stay here..., I'll call for you.'

The captain was disappointed as he saw her trembling like crazy and as she stumbled up and down out of the spacious kitchen, through the enormous living room to the staircase to the second floor. She crashed many times, she crawled on her hands and knees for yards and every time she stood up, she crashed again after a few steps. It was not pain she suffered but something of ecstasy. As such and at last, she made it to the master bedroom on the third floor and from there to her closet. In the carved space in one of the farthest corners, nearly at the end of her breath, she activated the hidden computer build in the wall. The computer did an eye-scan and a small hidden door opened. She pressed herself through in the small dark room she had to do a palm scan first and second the machine asked for the password in her mother's pleasant voice.

'Mommy is..., sssooo..., proud to be a fucking..., Fuckdoll and a..., fucking..., Bbbiiitttccchhh, because...?

Fuckdoll is a..., fucking..., state of mind..., Bbbiiitttccchhh..., is..., a..., fucking..., title..., one has to..., earn,' she answered.

The computer took a beat and it said, 'Don't..., you..., forget..., it..., WW,' and it continued.

'Aaannnddd?

Mommy is a Bitch..., Granny is a Bitch..., Iii..., aaammm..., aaa..., Bbbiiitttccchhh.

Don't..., fucking..., kid..., yourself..., You'll catch up with that worthless whore..., you call..., Granny..., but you'll..., never..., live..., up..., to..., me.'

The computer took another beat and it continued.

'Access..., granted..., you..., worthless..., whore..., you'll never be a..., fucking..., Fuckdoll..., let alone..., aaa..., fucking..., Bbbiiitttccchhh..., I know you'll lived up to that mothers of yours. You'll..., never..., live..., up..., to..., me,' the computer answered in her granny's pleasant voice that had a serious cruel tone.

The next door, wider than the previous one opened to the Control Room of her Empire. The not small, not big room was full of small monitors on one of the long walls and those monitors are the ones that lighted the room. All the threads to govern her Empire comes here together. On her last breath, she worked herself in her thrown, a distressed classic emerald tinted and winged Chesterfield. She gave oral orders to the A.I. system and the first order she gave was that this room had to be broken down as soon as possible. After, she needed her all to concentrate on the things that had to be done in the course of the day she couldn't pass on.

In front of her Daddy's closed door, the glorious decades in the previous cycle flashed through her mind. She sighed softly, she sighed twice louder and she sighed thrice the loudest with a long stretch. A minute she stood there with her eyes fixed on the door while 'At Last' by Etta James went through her mind and then it was like she remembered something.

'Hhhaaa..., You should be singing - My first, My last, My Everything - you..., stupid..., horny..., Bitch.'

The words of that song went through her mind while she adjusted the cleavage in such a way the nipples were on the edge of the broad golden repels. She smoothed the non-existent wrinkles on the bright emerald cloth on her behind and on the curves of her hips. She pulled her hands over her crotch and thighs. She fiddled with the golden bow, once twice thrice. She didn't knock, as a first, she simply opened the door and she took a step inside the more than dim and less than clear lighted room.

'Hhhooolllyyy..., fffuuuccckkk. Ooo..., Ooo..., Ooo..., My Lord..., My Lord..., Mmmyyy..., Lllooorrrddd. Yyyeeesss..., Yyyeeesss..., Yyyeeesss,' she almost screamed.

She restrained the reflex to run and to dive on the bed and glue her mouth on the set. Every time, every time, every fucking time she had the same reaction in the previous cycle and then the following also happens every fucking time.

'Balls..., Balls..., Bbbaaalllsss,' she sang in her head.

'Balls..., Balls..., Bbbaaalllsss. Ooo..., yyyeeesss..., Balls..., Balls..., Bbbaaalll..., Ooo..., bbboooyyy..., I'm going to die today.'

That last one is what she thought when she became aware of his mighty instrument while flashes of fear went over her eyes combined with the next reflex, which was to turn and run.

Holy fuck..., that's some..., serious..., shaft..., It is bigger and thicker than I remember,' she thought while she swallowed her fear.

He had seen it, the reflexes and especially the fear in her eyes. She saw it, but she didn't care at all. She never did..., her Mother never did..., her Granny never did and..., he certainly never did. He's going to take her no matter what. She fucking loved that part of him a tat more than every other quality he has.

'Macho..., asshole..., I..., fucking..., adore..., you. Yyyeeesss..., Yyyeeesss..., Yyyeeesss..., I..., fucking..., do..., No one will be..., prouder..., to be your..., Fuckdoll,' she thought, and she continued to think, 'I'll earn that..., goddamn..., title..., for sure.'

She smiled a little resting yielding smile while the next flash of fear went over the eyes.

'I bet..., I know..., you've seen all that..., Mmmyyy..., Lllooorrrddd. I..., don't ..., really..., fucking..., want..., that..., in..., my..., holes. Aaahhh..., I..., fucking..., really..., truly..., madly..., dddeeeppplllyyy..., want that,' she thought with a loud sigh.

He heard that and she could read 'The deal is made and sealed' of his youthful charismatic black face.

'Yyyeeesss..., Yyyeeesss..., Yyyeeesss..., asshole..., I know..., I know..., I know..., You're going to fuck me one way or the other.'

She thought that because she remembered his words the first time..., the second time in his present, she corrected herself, in the previous cycle when he was a bald gorgeous..., gorgeous..., gorgeous old man who fitted the mold of, 'Sixty is the new forty,' near perfectly.

'This goes in your holes..., whore..., one way or the other..., you hear..., one way or the other..., you..., fucking..., hear,' he said while he beat his cock in his palm and while he grinned his irritating arrogant grin. She knew he meant it because she already had a painful abusive taste of it. And she also witnessed first how he treated her Mommy and second she witnessed how he treated her Granny in the same manner..., cruel and merciless but here's the thing..., they fucking loved it and they begged, begged and begged for more. At last, it was her turn and this time he really went to work on her and man..., did he go through her. Her life was never the same again as it was reigned by The Addiction.

She looked him in his eyes and she sighed loud again and again for the first time in centuries she neighed silently with a long stretch.

'Horsie..., Horsie..., Horsie..., You..., beautiful asshole..., how I've missed..., you..., I've..., fucking..., missed..., it..., like..., hell,' she continued internally.

With that little smile she turned her face away to look in the hall over her shoulder and she neighed again.

'That was for Mommy,' she thought and she neighed once again for her Granny and she finished the sentence with, 'Fuck all the others.'

'You have never seen me like this..., Ooo, that face..., that animal in your eyes. You're going to eat me alive..., huh. You know who I am but you don't care. I know who I am and I care less. Do you even remember me..., Mmmyyy..., Lllooorrrddd?'

Her eyes lit up, her heart soared, the tits 'n nipps inflated, her crotch exploded of anticipation as it was the central heat distributor on her body. She had a buzzing feel in her ass and throat. The forebodes of torture..., sweet torture.

'The boy that is a man that is a Daddy..., My Daddy..., My Daddy..., Mmmyyy..., Dddaaadddyyy,' she thought proudly and she continued, 'It is a goddamn pity that so many worthless bitches also honour you with the title of..., Daddy..., Dddaaadddyyy.'

Give and take thirty seconds later she turned her face to him. She smiled wide as a signature. She saw the impact it had and indeed, the deal was made and sealed.

Pats.

Her mind registered the loud sound while the film of horniness was all over her eyes as she let the good anxiousness come over her, totally, while she controlled her nipples.

'Look..., look..., look, he already decided about..., all..., the..., things..., he's going to do to me. Aaahhh..., poor, poor, poor little me. I'm so glad..., Baby..., you're going to be The Man I want and need. I swear..., No..., fucking..., reservations..., on my side..., Mmmyyy..., sweet..., handsome..., Dddaaadddyyy..., Not after I have played with you.'

She released a bit of the pressure on her nipples, she fucking felt how they inflated. She had made sure he saw it. She swung to door to close as she kept to smile wide as she floated. She relished in the warmth of her body. Over the nine yards or so she threw her hips left and right in a nice sensual controlled rhythm. At the same time, she bounced her as good as solid Pride and Joy. She enjoyed the sweet contractions in the wet crotch. She anticipated the even sweeter permanent pressure on her loins and she felt the pain in her ass as if it was on fire. She lived threehundredandthirtythree years with slow fading sweet memories of those feelings till they disappeared completely.

'Soon, the real thing,' she thought overly happy as she laid on the floor on her back with her knees up in widespread and with her hands on her crotch when she gained consciousness after she was hit.

'This is my default state for the next three centuries, or so..., as long as the time he had left in this present life cycle. Imagine that, on the edge of orgasms for centuries. So close to Nirvana, so close, so damned close. Most none Gazelles and all the Gazelles would kill to have these feelings and think there's nothing better..., but for me, it is only the first level to Nirvana..., A long stay in Heaven,' she finished thinking.

Somewhere in The Cosmos on their own planets her Mother and her Granny were in the same state of euphoria. The two were also hit in their crotches at the same moment as she but they hadn't him in their eye-sight. She did, she felt so goddamn lucky.

'Hell,' she continued to think, 'Fuck Mommy..., Fuck Granny..., I'm fucking not sharing him. To hell with them.'

They sent her to this Earth, the smallest one, the farthest one, the least developed one, the to her horror sexual most primitive one, the to her greater horror a planet ruled by the average shaped men and to her absolute horror, no Daddy culture..., The Worship of the Men with Big..., Big..., Big..., Cocks.

Earth Three they called it. They sent her to carve her own empire because they were not sharing their own Empires and rightly so. Like her mother, who was also sent away, she built her own Empire. Not in the way her Granny did and not in the way her mother did. The two build the most dominating Empires on their respective planets by the sword, the spear, and the shield but she conquered a whole planet mainly by financial and political manipulations with some 'aggressive negotiations' when needed and she wasn't shy about that. She was merciless when called for it. In between, she cultivated a Daddy culture without being part of it. She began a Register of all the natural-born Gazelles and a Register of the Daddies and she killed many men with big cocks who claimed to be a Daddy but weren't according to the rules her Granny originated.

It didn't matter to her that both of their Empires were bigger than her planet. The two reign over a major part of their planets, also in and from the background with the help of a few highly trusted people, with a Class of Warriors, a Cattle of Gazelles/Sisters, a Division of Loyalists, an Army of Lawyers and a legions of companies and of course with the unintended help of The Daddies over tens of billions of people each but a planet is a planet. They couldn't say and brag about that.

'Take that..., you two..., WW's,' she thought about half of a century ago when she finished the preparations for the last stage. Her organization was already digital for centuries but she waited for the general digital revolution that, at last, would pull her over the trillion-dollar net worth many times over. She is to be the single multi-trillionaire on Earthree, at least, till her Daddy to be came of age. Of course, her Mother and her Granny were trillionaires too but they were not alone on those lists.

In the course of his previous life cycles, their Daddy amass a fortune and was a trillionaire too in his own right and probably the richest of them all on both of the other Earths. His Protectors took care of his businesses while he was gone and they were another group of Gazelles, Amazons, Cows and Inbetweeners, she wanted to keep far away from her Daddy. They are tolerated by her Mommy and Granny on their planets and they too were looking for him since his Rebirth. They have a deal with the three of them regarding the moment of his Rebirth and luckily they had no presence on Earthree as far as she knew.

It was their great ambition to build The Invisible Trivium Earthium Emporium and to make it the biggest one in their TripleVerse. Probably one of the many TripleVerses scientist suspected but no one had proven that.

In between The Wait for his next life-cycle they went full tilt for what they really were..., warriors..., warriors at heart and as warriors they sought for wars to fight or they simply made one..., in the past. The Empress fought since she was a teen, for Granny, for Mommy to gain experience and she fought during the many explorations and expeditions trips, many for punitive reasons, she took on her own or with her own people on both of their planets and on this planet too, During the first war, she was involved she built her own Regiment and called it, The Third Regiment. She earned her stripes and she certainly earned her own banner. Three golden skulls, one frontal, two in profiles in such a way it looks like one triangular skull in perspective view set in an emerald background with golden edges with their golden embroiled millennia-old family motto 'Ruin/Rule' coined by her incomparable Granny. You don't read that as a choice of 'If you don't let us rule over yours, we'll ruin you.' You read that as 'First we are going to ruin yours and then we are going to rule.'

They gave her the 'Ruru' and they didn't allow her to take her banner with her but she won the exclusive rights to the colors and as such the two others were pressed to their horror to choose other colors for their Houses. That was a great victory for her but she allowed them to keep the gold in change for some major 'I owe you.'

'You start at zero,' they said.

'Exactly like me. You didn't think we are giving it to you because you're the prettiest with the nicest smile..., huh,' her mother said in a teasing way.

'What the fuck you're talking about..., WW. I'm the ugliest here,' she thought earnestly.

'No cheating..., follow the natural course of developments..., no interference. No..., fucking..., interfere..., rencesss..., cesss, you hear..., Prin...cess..., ccceeesss,' her Mother finished.

'What the fuck you're blabber about..., bitch?' her Granny said to her Mother and she continued to her, 'When mission accomplished..., I'm coming to fight you for it, you hear..., WW,' the Granny said in such a serious way a cold chill went over her spine as the Granny poked her with every word and while her Mommy grinned cruelly like, 'She's not fucking bluffing and you bet your ass I'll play my part.'

That happened. She needed some time till it dawned on her that they were joking because Granny didn't go after Mommy's Empire and Mommy didn't go after Granny's. They are SCB's, super-charged beings and mentally super-strong women and they had only one weakness..., one absolute weakness and she was looking right at his face.

'Nature...,' she thought, 'Nnnooo..., The Cosmos had determined that. The Cosmos has given the four of us this life. I for one are going to enjoy the hell out of you..., Dddaaadddyyy.'

They also allowed her to take The Third Regiment with her but she had to swear not to use any of the advanced weaponry. Here on Earth, she fought, initially, but it was a hell of a job to keep herself out of the history books with her warrior's abilities and prowess and besides she had that face, that hair, those eyes, those tits and that body, that pleasant melodious voice and..., that enchanting smile. She was natural regality personified with modern sexiness in a world that didn't know what those qualities were but for sure knew it when it saw it. She awakened the animal in many people and she killed many with pleasure who thought she was their birthright. On top of that she found another way to satisfy her bloodlust. She had it all and when she saw the movie she likes to think about it like this, 'a body for sin, a head for business' and an 'I'll fucking kill you if you touch me' and 'I'll fucking destroy you first if you cross me and then I'm going to kill your loved ones' mentality. She knew it, she's very basic in that regard and she will be worse when his security is in play. She wore wigs, she painted her hair and she did cover her eyes but still, she had to reinvent herself every average lifetime in the course of the few past centuries. Out of that original Third Regiment, she was the only one left, as expected, but reinforcements arrived on a regular basis. Also, over the past centuries, she went back and forth a couple of times to join the other two in what they were in the middle of. The two refused to visit her here. They said, 'I'm not coming till you are some kind of an Empress and..., for sure a trillionaire.'