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The Alpha's Claim: A Neighborhood Ritual

The Alpha’s Claim II: A Family Affair

The Alpha’s Claim III: A Family Legacy

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Our town clings to a tradition that's older than the oldest cobblestone in our village square, a dark, unspoken secret that shapes our community. Deep within our ancient laws, there's an obscure clause, rarely spoken of but known by all: every leap year, through a lottery, one man is selected for a ritual where he may claim the family of another man, chosen in the same lottery, for sexual acts without any legal consequences. This spectacle has evolved into a much-anticipated event, a grotesque form of entertainment that the town eagerly looks forward to.

The tradition has roots deep in our history, a time when disputes were settled not by law but by strength, by battle. Over centuries, this has morphed into something far more sinister, where the thrill of the fight transforms into a barbaric display of dominance. The lottery, held in the local high school’s gymnasium, keeps every family man in great shape; the fear of losing not only means personal defeat but also the degradation of one’s family.

Last week, Dad was selected in the lottery, matched against another man, Justin Druin, whose family was every man’s wet dream. Justin, an out-of-shape older man, had two daughters, Nina and Laurie, and a wife, Genevieve, all of whom could easily be models. Genevieve was the perfect MILF, strutting her perfect body around town, driving every man wild. Their daughters, Nina and Laurie, were these quiet, gorgeous girls, always keeping to themselves.

Dad, with his chiseled chest, broad shoulders, and bodybuilder physique, could certainly have done worse in the lottery. He's always been our protector, making us feel safe. But for Justin Druin, the outcome was inevitable from the start.

"We have a winner!" The judge's voice echoed through the venue as they crowned Dad with a makeshift wreath. He'd just crushed his opponent in this brutal showdown, the epitome of our town's fucked-up tradition. Dad took his victory laps, waving at the townspeople and taking in the moment, as the loser was lifted, placed in a chair, and strapped in for the show about to take place.

In the aftermath of the fight, Dad, walked over to the shower head placed at the corner of the gym, where he was met by Mom. She ceremoniously began washing him down, scrubbing him of the grime, sweat and blood he accumulated during battle. Her hands moved gently yet firmly over his battle-scarred body, cleaning him, readying him for what was to come. She sponged him all over, teasing his cock just enough to give the crowd a preview of the show to follow. But Mom knew her part was to step back, take a sideline as the main act unfolded.

The Druin family was being prepared according to Dad's pre-battle specifications. Genevieve, the wife, was clad in shorts that hugged her thick maternal thighs, her eyes wet with tears, understanding her impending fate. Laurie, the eldest daughter at 27, wore high socks and a mini skirt, her body a testament to her mature beauty. The youngest, Nina, at 22, was dressed in a sheer, white lace babydoll nightgown that barely reached mid-thigh, paired with delicate, lacy white garters and stockings. Her outfit made her look like a scared little rabbit under the harsh spotlight of her fear, but it still managed to grab Dad's attention with its provocative twist on innocence.

The venue had been cleared of all personnel involved in the preparations, leaving Dad alone with the Druin family. Justin was bound to a chair, given a front-row seat in the gymnasium filled with spectators eager to witness the barbaric act. The gym was filled with beds, couches, chairs — accommodations for every conceivable position. Dad finished cleaning up, his steps confident as he marched to the other end of the floor, where the Druin family sat in three chairs, waiting for their fate.

Dad started with Nina, who was clearly nervous, likely a virgin. He grabbed her hand, placing it on his cock. Then he bent her over, lifting her gown to show her ass to the audience. They went wild for it. He spread her cheeks, exposing her pink little asshole, and dove in, sucking her virgin ass in front of her family, and the whole town. Nina squirmed, still jacking him off, overwhelmed by sensations she'd never felt before. He was making a woman out of her right there, her innocence giving way to the pleasure of the moment.

The crowd's chaos erupted, fueling the barbaric spectacle with each wave of wild enthusiasm. Every cheer seemed to drive Dad further, his hold on her tightening, you could hear him slurping her ass through the entire gym. Nina, overwhelmed by fear and the inexorable march of tradition, could only submit. Dad’s dominance was clear, pressing down on her spirit. He then grabbed hold of his cock and rubbed it again Nina, her ass wet with his saliva.

Nina let out little whimpers, her body tense as she braced for Dad's cock. He pushed into her, and her whimpers transformed into moans of raw passion, echoing through walls of the gym. It was chaos, watching Dad deflower little Nina in front of the the Whole town, most of whom watched her grow up. Her father’s screams drowned out by the sounds of the spectators.

Her sister and mother watched, awaiting their turn, anticipation evident in their eyes. Dad was relentless, his thrusts echoing through the space. Laurie, the elder daughter, observed with a mixture of dread and arousal, her body reacting to the spectacle. Nina, beneath Dad, was a vision of innocence lost, evolving into a woman discovering her sexuality. Her cries had turned from those of terror to ones of forced pleasure, her body betraying her with each powerful thrust from Dad. The audience’s cheers grew louder, feeding off the energy of the scene.

Nina, trembling with fear at first, found the sensations overwhelming yet confusing. As Dad continued, her initial resistance melted into a strange mixture of fear and arousal. Her cries of terror began to morph into sounds of confusion and pleasure, her body responding despite her mind's protests. By the time her climax hit, her fear had turned into a dark fascination, her hands now moving with a hesitant eagerness to explore what she had been forced to experience.

Nina's cries reached a fever pitch, her body tensing and then convulsing as she came on Dad's cock, her legs shaking uncontrollably around him. Her orgasm was intense, a stark contrast to her initial fear, her eyes wild with a newfound, almost feral desire. As the last waves of her climax subsided, she didn't pull away; instead, she lunged towards Dad, her hands clawing at his chest, her mouth seeking his in a desperate, hungry kiss. She was in a frenzy for more, her innocence now a memory, replaced by a craving for the dominance Dad had shown her.

But Dad had other plans. He gently but firmly pushed Nina away, his attention shifting to Laurie, who had been watching with butterflies in her stomach. Nina, still panting, her body flushed with the heat of her release, sat back on her heels, her eyes following Dad with a lustful longing.

Next, Dad turned his attention to Laurie, her mature beauty undeniable. Her reputation for being the most sexually adventurous making her a crowd favorite. As Dad approached, Laurie was already panting heavily, her sexual anticipation evident. He tore off her clothes with a swift, almost ceremonial gesture; she gasped as the fabric gave way, revealing her arousal. She was soaking wet when Dad went for a feel, her pussy dripping with excitement from watching her sister and the townspeople’s wild cheers. She moaned loudly, tasting her own juices on his fingers as he licked them clean, begging him to take her.

Laurie was a performer, her movements wild and uninhibited. She climbed on top of Dad, straddling him, her hips rolling into him with an insatiable hunger. She rode him with a passion of someone starving for this. Her hands roamed over her own body, pinching her nipples hard, her moans filling the gymnasium, adding to the erotic visual feast for the onlookers. The crowd chanted her name, "Laurie! Laurie!" as she took Dad's massive cock, her skill evident, her eyes locked with his, a smirk playing on her lips as she pushed him to the brink.

But Dad was handling her wonderfully, his big cock giving her all she could handle and then some. He matched her pace, then pushed beyond, his thrusts deep and commanding, filling her completely. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, her ass high in the air as she met each of his thrusts with a backward push of her own, her cries of pleasure echoing through the gym. She was a spectacle, her body contorting in ways that made her the star of this dark show. She was close to pushing Dad to his limit, her body milking his cock with a skill that left no doubt about her reputation.

However, he wasn't ready to end the night there with her. With a smirk and a firm grip on her hips, he pulled out, leaving her panting and craving more as he turned his attention to Genevieve, the mother.

Genevieve, the town's ultimate MILF, approached Dad with lust in her eyes. Her thick thighs and curves were a canvas of her undeniable allure. With eyes locked on his, she knelt, her gaze never wavering as she took his cock into her mouth, licking off her daughters' juices with eagerness. This was no act of reluctance; it was the skilled surrender of a woman embracing her role under Dad's dominance.

As she rose to bend over for Dad, her demeanor was one of surrender to his command. Turning, she positioned herself for reverse cowboy, her double-D breasts in her hands, massaging them while her ass bounced rhythmically on Dad's lap. This former PTA mother showcased her inner slut. She began rubbing her clit aggressively, while her moans intensified as she climaxed on Dad's cock.

Her husband, Justin, watched helplessly, his eyes glistening with a mix of heartbreak and humiliation. Each of Genevieve's movements was a dagger in his heart. The crowd, mesmerized, witnessed this transformation of Genevieve from a figure of respect to one of complete surrender to Dad's dominance, her performance a masterclass in submission.

Laurie, not one to be left out of the spotlight for long, climbed up next to Dad and bent over, her body eager for more attention. Dad, still receiving the expert services from Genevieve, reached out, his fingers finding Laurie's wet pussy, teasing her as her Mother continued riding his cock. Both women unable to get enough of Dad's dominance, their bodies craving more of his commanding presence

Meanwhile, Nina, the youngest, stood on the sidelines, her initial panic replaced by a growing fascination as she watched Dad dominate her mother and sister. She touched herself, her eyes locked on the scene, her innocence forever transformed by the sight of their pleasure, now yearning for her own taste of Dad's control.

Genevieve dismounted Dad, leaving him to recline in a throne-like chair, his body wet with sweat, his breathing heavy from the exertion of his dominance. The three women, now undeniably obsessed with him, circled like predators around their prey, each one driven by a newfound, aggressive desire to please him. They descended on his cock eagerly, their mouths and hands creating a symphony of pleasure. Genevieve and Laurie took turns sucking his shaft, their tongues swirling over his head, their lips sliding up and down with an expert, hungry rhythm. Genevieve's mouth then moved to his balls, licking and sucking them with a devotion that made Dad's eyes shut in pleasure, her hands roaming over his sculpted body, worshipping him.

Meanwhile, Nina, whose innocence had been shattered and reshaped into a dark fascination, joined them. She pressed her lips to his, her tongue exploring his mouth with desperate need, her hands joining her sister's on Dad's cock, stroking him in unison with their mouths. They worked in concert, one sucking, the other licking, their hands fondling and caressing, each act an ode to Dad's dominance. Laurie's head bobbed with wild abandon, her moans muffled by Dad's cock as she took him deep, her eyes locked onto his, seeking his approval. Nina, her kisses growing more fervent, moved down to nibble on his neck, her hands never leaving his throbbing shaft, creating an overwhelming sensation of worship and pleasure. The scene was a display of lust, the women's actions driven by a deep-seated desire to please, to be dominated, their collective effort to bring Dad to the peak of ecstasy evident in every touch, every lick, every kiss.

The townspeople went absolutely nuts, their shouts a wild confirmation to Dad's sexual mastery. They marveled at the sight of three women, each uniquely enthralled, submitting to his command. Some of the onlookers, people you see every day around town, couldn't help themselves; they were touching themselves openly, acting like animals in heat due to the orgy unfolding before them. The everyday faces of neighbors and shopkeepers were now contorted with lust, their eyes glued to the spectacle.