Hannah turned to Haruna with an expression that carefully balanced innocence and manipulation. "Haruna," she said, her voice carrying a note of false sweetness that didn't quite hide her ulterior motives, "Can you stay in Mom's room? I want to stay with Mom… as you know, Mom just came back yesterday and I have many things I want to talk to Mom about…"
Her eyes flicked to me briefly, her thoughts clear and complex: [Hmph… I will not let you succeed… but why does the thought make my heart race? It's wrong, but why does it make me feel that way? I need to stop this… but why does the thought of them together make me…]
Haruna, unaware of Hannah's true intentions, nodded with a smile. "It's okay, Hannah," she said, her voice soft and gentle, though her eyes flicked to me briefly with a hint of longing.
Julie looked at me, her face flushing deeply as she realized our plans were ruined. Her thoughts came through clearly, revealing her complex emotions: [Oh god… Hannah figured it out… or am I thinking too much? And why does she sound a bit proactive toward Jack? Maybe it's just an illusion…]
Julie seemed genuinely happy to spend time with Hannah, her thoughts a mix of affection and a touch of sadness at the change in plans [I hope Jack understands. I really wanted to spend time with him, but Hannah needs me too. Maybe next time…]
I could see the disappointment in Julie's eyes, but also a sense of resignation. She turned to Hannah, her voice gentle but firm. "Alright, Hannah. Let's make the most of our time together. We can have a nice mother-daughter evening."
Hannah smiled, her eyes flicking between Julie and me, a sense of satisfaction in her gaze. "That sounds wonderful, Mom. I'm really looking forward to it."
I wasn't upset by the change in plans. Instead, I smiled slightly as I thought about what must be going through Hannah's mind to separate Julie and me like this. The way her eyes flicked between us, the way her thoughts betrayed her true feelings – it all made my blood burn with desire.
As we said our goodbyes and went to our respective rooms, the sexual tension between all of us was thick in the air. The memory of our intimate encounters was still fresh in our minds, the scent of their arousal mixing with the hotel's clean smells, creating a heady aroma that made my blood burn with desire.
In my room, I couldn't help but think about Julie just across the hall, about how close we came to being together tonight. The way her body responded to my touch earlier, the way her breath hitched when I whispered in her ear – it all made my cock throb painfully in my pants.
I knew this wasn't over. The sexual tension between us was too thick, the desire too strong. Hannah's clever maneuvering only delayed the inevitable. Soon, very soon, I would have Julie in my arms again, and this time, nothing would interrupt us.
The thought made my cock twitch violently, the anticipation building as I imagined all the filthy things I would do to her when we were finally alone together. The memory of her moans, the way her body trembled against mine – it all made my blood burn with desire as I waited for that moment.
I took a shower, the warm water cascading over my body, washing away the day's events, but doing little to calm the storm of emotions within me. After drying off, I slipped into bed, wearing only my shorts, my chest bare. The cool sheets against my skin were a stark contrast to the heat of my thoughts.
As I lay in bed, my mind raced with thoughts of Julie, of Hannah's complex motivations, of Haruna's longing looks. The sexual tension between all of us was thick in the air, the memory of our intimate contacts still fresh in our minds. My cock throbbed painfully in my shorts, the sight of their bodies and the sounds of their pleasure still fresh in my memory.
A soft knock came at my door – three quick raps that made my blood heat. I sat up quickly, my heart racing as I imagined Julie standing there, finally ready to continue what we'd started.
But when I opened the door, it was Haruna standing there, her hair still damp from her shower, wearing only a thin silk robe that clung to her curves in the most tantalizing ways.
I saw she was a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushed as she looked up at me. "The hair dryer in my room is not working," she said, her voice soft and hesitant. "Can I use yours?" The way her robe parted slightly as she moved revealed the smooth skin of her thigh, making my cock twitch violently in my shorts.
Her eyes flicked down to my bare chest, her thoughts coming through clearly: [OMG!!! His muscles are so defined… I really want to touch them…] The way her breath hitched slightly as she took in the sight of me made my blood burn with desire.
I stepped aside to let her enter, my eyes lingering on the way the damp silk clung to her body. "Of course," I murmured, my voice low and rough with desire as I closed the door behind her. The scent of her shampoo mixed with her natural musk filled the small space, making my head swim.
I nodded slightly and stepped aside to let her enter. Haruna walked in, her movements slightly hesitant as she made her way to the bathroom where the hair dryer was.
I followed her, watching in the mirror as she began drying her hair, the thin robe shifting slightly with each movement, revealing glimpses of her perfect body beneath.
I walked up behind her, my eyes meeting hers in the mirror. "Let me help you," I murmured, my voice low and rough with desire.
Haruna's breath hitched, her thoughts frantic: [He's so gentle and caring… I shouldn't fall in love with him… but…]
"N-no," she stammered, her voice thick with panic. "I can do it myself…"
I pressed forward gently, my hands coming up to take the hair dryer from her. "I insist," I murmured, my voice thick with promise.
Haruna's breath came in quick, shallow gasps as I began drying her hair, my fingers occasionally brushing against her skin. The way her body trembled slightly against mine, the way her breath hitched each time I touched her – it all made my cock twitch painfully in my shorts.
"You're so beautiful," I murmured, my voice low and rough with desire as I turned off the hair dryer and set it aside. My hands came up to cup her cheeks, turning her to face me. "You know that, don't you?"
Haruna's eyes were wide with desire, her thoughts coming through clearly: [He's going to kiss me… I want him to… but I shouldn't…]
The air between us crackled with electricity as I pulled Haruna against my bare chest, feeling her soft tits deform against my hard muscles. Her breath hitched as our bodies connected, her hands coming up to push weakly against my chest while her body betrayed her by arching into me.
"Don't… Jack…" she whispered, her voice breaking as tears spilled down her flushed cheeks. The way her lower lip trembled made my cock ache with need. Her thoughts came through clearly, a mix of desire and guilt: [His kiss was so intense… I can still feel his lips on mine… but Hannah… she likes him too… why does my body betray me like this?]
I reached up to wipe away her tears with my thumb, feeling the warmth of her skin that made my chest tighten. The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my blood burn with desire. "Haruna…" I murmured, my voice low and rough with need as I pulled her toward the couch.
She resisted slightly, but I guided her down beside me, my arm wrapping around her shoulders. The thin silk of her robe had parted even more, revealing the perfect swell of her tits. I could see the outline of her hardened nipples through the fabric, making my cock twitch painfully in my shorts.
"Can you tell me what's really bothering you?" I asked softly, my voice thick with concern as my fingers traced the curve of her shoulder. The way her skin felt against my touch, so soft and warm, made my blood burn with desire.
Haruna's breath hitched, her body trembling slightly as she shook her head. "NO… it's nothing…" she stammered, her voice thick with panic as her eyes flicked down to my bare chest. The way her gaze lingered on my muscles made my blood burn with desire.
I cupped her cheek, turning her face to meet my gaze. My thumb brushed her lower lip, feeling how soft and warm it was. The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my cock ache with need. "Then what is it, beautiful?" I asked gently, my voice thick with need. "Tell me what's making those gorgeous eyes cry."
Haruna's breath came in quick, shallow gasps as she shook her head. "No… it's nothing… just… just think of it as a mistake… and forget about this.." Her voice broke as more tears spilled over, her thoughts frantic: [Why does my heart ache so much? I'm pushing him away but my body wants him so badly… I can still feel his kiss burning my lips…]
The way her tears glistened on her flushed cheeks, the way her breath hitched as she cried, made her even more beautiful. The thin silk of her robe clung to her body, outlining every perfect curve. The way the fabric dipped between her breasts, the way it clung to her hardened nipples, made my cock ache with need.
She tried to stand, her body trembling as she moved toward the door. The way her robe shifted revealed more of her perfect curves, the sheer fabric clinging to her damp skin. The scent of her shampoo mixed with her natural musk filled my senses, making my head swim with desire.
I couldn't bear to see her leave like this – my heart ached as I reached out and pulled her back against my chest, wrapping my arms around her. The feel of her soft body against mine was intoxicating. I could feel her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her robe, pressing against my chest.
"I like you, Haruna," I murmured against her hair, my voice thick with emotion as my hands slid down to her waist. "More than you know. Can you be my girlfriend?"
Haruna shook her head violently, her body trembling against mine as more tears spilled over. "NO… I can't be your girlfriend…" she sobbed, her voice thick with despair as she pulled away slightly.
I turned her to face me, cupping her cheeks as I searched her tear-filled eyes. My thumb brushed her lower lip again, feeling how soft it was. The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my blood burn with desire. "Why not?" I asked gently, my thumbs brushing away her tears as my eyes searched hers.
Haruna shook her head again, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she lowered her head in despair. Her thoughts were frantic: [I can't betray Hannah like this… but I want him so much… why does it have to be so complicated? His touch feels so right…]
I lifted her chin, forcing her to meet my gaze. My thumb brushed her lower lip again, feeling how soft it was. The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my blood burn with desire. "Haruna, look at me," I murmured, my voice thick with emotion as my hands slid down to her waist. "Talk to me. Tell me what's really going on in that beautiful mind of yours."
Haruna's breath came in quick, shallow gasps, her body trembling against mine. The way her tears glistened on her flushed cheeks, the way her breath hitched as she cried, made her even more beautiful.
"I… I can't…" she whispered, her voice thick with conflict as her eyes flicked down to my chest. The way her gaze lingered on my muscles made my blood burn with desire. "Hannah… she likes you too… and I can't… I can't do that to her…"
I cupped her cheeks, my thumbs brushing away her tears as my lips hovered just above hers. The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my cock ache with need. "Haruna," I murmured, my voice thick with emotion. "This isn't about Hannah. This is about you and me. About how we feel about each other."
Haruna's breath hitched, her body trembling against mine as she finally met my gaze. The way her eyes darkened with desire made my blood burn with need. The thin silk of her robe clung to her body, outlining every perfect curve. The way the fabric dipped between her breasts, the way it clung to her hardened nipples, made my cock ache with desire.
"But… but I can't…" she whispered, her voice thick with despair as her hands came up to clutch my shoulders. The way her fingers trembled against my skin made my blood burn with desire.
I pulled her against my chest, wrapping my arms around her as I held her close. The feel of her soft body against mine was intoxicating.
The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my cock ache with need. "Shhh," I murmured, my voice soft and gentle as my hands slid down to cup her perfect ass. "It's okay, Haruna. We'll figure this out together."
Haruna's body trembled against mine, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she clung to me. The thin silk of her robe clung to her body, outlining every perfect curve. The way the fabric dipped between her breasts, the way it clung to her hardened nipples, made my cock ache with need.
When she finally pulled away slightly, her eyes were still filled with tears, but her breath had steadied. The way her robe had shifted revealed more of her perfect curves, the sheer fabric clinging to her damp skin. The scent of her shampoo mixed with her natural musk filled my senses, making my head swim with desire.
"I should go," she whispered, her voice thick with reluctance as her hands lingered on my chest. The way her fingers trembled against my skin made my blood burn with desire.
I nodded slightly, though my hands lingered on her waist. The way her breath hitched as I touched her, the way her body trembled slightly, made my cock ache with need. "Okay," I murmured, my voice soft and gentle as my thumbs brushed her hips. "But Haruna… this isn't over. We'll talk about this more, okay?"
Haruna could only nod, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as she turned toward the door. The way her robe shifted revealed the perfect curve of her ass, the sheer fabric clinging to her damp skin. The scent of her shampoo mixed with her natural musk filled my senses, making my head swim with desire.
I watched her go, my heart aching as she left. The sexual tension between us was still thick in the air, mixed with something deeper now, something more emotional. I couldn't help but think about her, about the way her body felt against mine, about the way her breath hitched when I touched her.
I lay back down on the couch, my mind racing with thoughts of Haruna, of her tears, of her conflict. The sexual tension between us was still thick in the air, mixed with something deeper now, something more emotional. My cock throbbed painfully in my shorts, the memory of her body against mine still fresh in my memory.
My cock strained painfully against my shorts, the fabric barely containing my need. The scent of Haruna's arousal still clung to the air – a mix of her floral shampoo and the musky perfume of her excitement that made my head swim.
Earlier, Julie had left with Hannah, their figures retreating down the hallway, leaving me alone with my thoughts and unmet needs. And now, Haruna had also gone away, her presence a comforting warmth that was now absent.
I could have made her stay, could have used my powers to turn on the Scent of Lust or the Hand of Arousal, but where would be the fun in that? I wanted her to stay with me willingly, to desire me as much as I desired her.
My cock, which had been hardened for what felt like hours, started to hurt, the unfulfilled desire a physical manifestation of my frustration. It must be a side effect of the Lust Demon within me, a being that had increased my sexual desires to a nearly unbearable level.
I shifted slightly on the couch, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was futile. My body was on fire, my mind consumed with images of Julie, Haruna, and even Hannah The thought of them, of their bodies and the desires that lay unfulfilled, sent waves of heat through me, making my cock throb painfully.
With a growl of frustration, I stood and stretched, my muscles flexing beneath my skin. The cool air of the room did little to calm the fire burning through me. I needed release, and if my two beautiful temptations weren't available, I knew exactly where to find it.
I paced the room like a caged beast, my muscles flexing beneath my skin. The memory of Haruna's perfect tits pressing against my chest, the way her breath had hitched when I kissed her, made my blood burn with need. I could still feel the ghost of her touch on my skin, the way her body had trembled against mine.
As I stood there, the weight of my unfulfilled desires heavy on my mind, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration and longing. It wasn't just Haruna I craved. The thought of Julie's soft moans, the way her body had responded to my touch earlier, made my cock twitch violently. The sexual tension between all of us was thick in the air, the memory of our intimate contacts still fresh in my mind.
I growled in frustration, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. The cool air of the room did nothing to calm the fire burning through me. I needed release, but I knew forcing either of them wasn't the answer. The thrill of the chase, the sweet surrender of their wills to my touch—that was what truly made my blood sing.
I instantly thought of the porn stars I had converted into my slaves. They waited for me in the villa, their halls filled with willing bodies eager to please.
But even as I considered it, I knew it wouldn't truly satisfy the hunger gnawing at me. It was Julie I wanted—her soft moans, her trembling body, the way she surrendered to my touch. And Haruna—her conflicted emotions, her tear-streaked face, the way she both resisted and melted against me.
I decided to teleport to the villa. I looked at the time; it was only 11 p.m. now, so I teleported directly to the villa I had assigned to those porn stars. I teleported inside the villa instantly with just a thought, and as I walked into the living room, I noticed the three of them were watching some movie on TV.
The room was bathed in the soft glow of the television, casting long shadows and creating a cozy atmosphere. The three women turned to look at me, their eyes wide with surprise and curiosity. I could see the way their bodies tensed slightly, the way their eyes flicked over me, taking in the sight of my tense, frustrated form.
The grand foyer of the villa was bathed in warm golden light that made the girls' skin glow like honey. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine, vanilla, and something more primal – the musk of female arousal that hung heavy in the room. My three eager slaves awaited me, their bodies draped in the most scandalous silk robes I'd ever seen.
As I walked into the room, Ava, Jenna, and Angela noticed me and greeted me with warm smiles. "Master, you're here," they said in unison, their voices filled with respect and affection.
Ava's robe was a deep crimson that matched her pouty lips, the fabric so sheer I could see the dark circles of her areolas through the material.
The robe barely covered her perfect tits, the deep V of the neckline plunging to her navel, her hard pink nipples peeking out from the delicate fabric. The way the silk clung to her curves, outlining every dip and swell of her body, made my cock twitch violently in my shorts.
Jenna's robe was a sinful black, the color making her pale skin look even more decadent. The fabric was so thin I could see the shadow of her pussy through it, the robe split high up her thighs to reveal the smooth skin of her legs. Her tits were on full display, the robe doing nothing to hide her hard nipples that begged for my touch.
Angela's robe was a pale pink that matched her flushed cheeks. The fabric was so sheer I could see the outline of her perfect tits, the robe tied loosely at her waist to reveal the curve of her hips. Her nipples were hard and erect, pressing against the fabric in a way that made my mouth water.
"Ava, Jenna, Angela," I growled, my voice low and rough with desire as I took in the sight of them. Their eyes were dark with need, their bodies trembling slightly as they greeted me like the eager sluts they were.
"We missed you so much, Master," they chorused, their voices thick with longing as they approached me. The way their robes shifted with each step revealed glimpses of their perfect bodies beneath, the sheer fabric doing little to hide their excitement.
Ava dropped to her knees first, her tits spilling from her robe as she crawled toward me. "Please let us serve you, Master," she begged, her voice thick with need as she looked up at me with those big doe eyes. "We've been such good girls while you were away."
Jenna pressed against my side, her hand sliding up my chest as she nuzzled against me. "We've been thinking about you nonstop, Master," she murmured, her voice thick with desire as her fingers traced my muscles. "About how good you make us feel."
Angela curled against my other side, her robe parting to reveal the perfect curve of her breast. "We need you, Master," she whispered, her voice thick with need as she pressed her tits against my arm. "Need you to touch us, to use us."
I chuckled darkly, my hands sliding down to cup their asses through their robes. The way their bodies responded to my touch, the way their breath hitched with each caress, made my cock ache with need. "Good girls deserve rewards," I murmured, my voice thick with promise as I squeezed their perfect asses. "And you've all been very good girls."
Ava moaned softly, her body trembling against mine as she pressed her tits against my leg. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice thick with need as she looked up at me with those big doe eyes. "We'll do anything you want."
Jenna's breath hitched as my hand slid up to cup her tit, my thumb brushing her hard nipple through the fabric. "Anything at all, Master," she murmured, her voice thick with desire as she arched into my touch. "We're yours to use however you want."
Angela's breath came in quick, shallow gasps as my other hand slid up to cup her tit, my thumb brushing her hard nipple through the fabric. "Please use us, Master," she begged, her voice thick with need as she pressed her tits against my arm. "We need you so much."
I growled with satisfaction, my hands sliding down to cup their asses through their robes. The way their bodies responded to my touch, the way their breath hitched with each caress, made my cock ache with need. "Mmm, such eager little sluts," I murmured, my voice thick with satisfaction as I squeezed their perfect asses. "And I'm going to use you all so good."
Ava moaned softly, her body trembling against mine as she pressed her tits against my leg. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice thick with need as she looked up at me with those big doe eyes. "Use us however you want."
Jenna's breath hitched as my hand slid up to cup her tit, my thumb brushing her hard nipple through the fabric. "We're yours, Master," she murmured, her voice thick with desire as she arched into my touch. "Do whatever you want with us."
Angela's breath came in quick, shallow gasps as my other hand slid up to cup her tit, my thumb brushing her hard nipple through the fabric. "Please fuck us, Master," she begged, her voice thick with need as she pressed her tits against my arm. "We need you so much."
As I settled into the room, the atmosphere was charged with a mix of anticipation and desire. I sat down, pulling Angela close to my left, her sleek black hair brushing against my shoulder.
Jenna snuggled up to my right, her soft blonde curls tickling my cheek as she leaned into me. With a gentle tug, I guided Ava onto my lap, her fiery red hair cascading down her back.
As Ava settled onto my lap, she gasped softly, her eyes widening with a mix of surprise and desire. "Oh, Master," she moaned, her voice a delicate blend of shock and anticipation.
The unexpected contact had clearly caught her off guard, but there was an undeniable spark of excitement in her eyes. "You're so hard already. Does our presence turn you on that much?"
I looked at each of them, feeling a deep sense of connection and lust. "You have no idea," I growled, my voice a low rumble of desire. "I thought we could make this meeting a bit more… intimate."
Ava blushed deeply, her cheeks turning a shade of pink that matched the warmth of the moment. "We're your sluts, Master," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Use us however you please."
Jenna giggled softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We live to serve you, Master," she said, her voice filled with genuine desire. "Your pleasure is our command."
Angela, ever the composed one, smiled warmly, her eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and lust. "We're here to fulfill your every desire, Master," she said, her voice steady and sultry. "Your happiness is our ultimate goal."
"We have much to discuss," I began, my voice filled with authority. "But first, I want to remind each of you of your place. You are my sluts, and I expect you to behave as such."
Ava looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust. "Yes, Master," she said, her voice dripping with submission. "We're here to please you, always."
Jenna snuggled closer, her voice soft and seductive. "We crave your touch, Master," she murmured. "We'll do whatever it takes to satisfy you."
Angela nodded in agreement, her voice steady and sensual. "Your desires are our desires, Master," she said. "We're ready to fulfill your every fantasy."
As we delved into the details of our plans, the sense of unity and purpose was palpable, but so was the undercurrent of raw, unbridled lust. Each of them presented their ideas with passion and conviction, their voices filled with enthusiasm and desire.
Ava's ideas were bold and seductive, her voice filled with a hunger that matched my own. "Master, I think we should explore new ways to please you," she suggested, her hand tracing circles on my chest. "Perhaps something involving restraints and sensory deprivation?"
Jenna's ideas were thoughtful and nurturing, her voice filled with a genuine desire to care for me. "I believe we should focus on your comfort and relaxation, Master," she said, her fingers gently massaging my shoulder. "A nice, long bath followed by a sensual massage, perhaps?"
Angela's ideas were strategic and precise, her voice filled with a confidence that only heightened my arousal. "I propose we establish a schedule for your pleasure, Master," she said, her hand resting possessively on my thigh. "That way, we can ensure you are always satisfied and never left wanting."
I listened to each of them, feeling a sense of pride and admiration. Their talents and capabilities were truly remarkable, and I was honored to have them by my side. As we finalized the plans, I looked at each of them, my heart filled with gratitude and lust.
"We make a great team," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. "And I'm proud to have each of you as my sluts."
They smiled at me, their eyes filled with admiration and desire. "We're honored to be here, Master," Ava said, her voice filled with respect and lust.
"We'll always be here for you, Master," Jenna said, her voice filled with care and devotion.
"We're ready to fulfill your every desire, Master," Angela said, her voice filled with determination and resolve.
As I looked at each of them, I felt a sense of warmth and belonging. They were not just my subordinates, but also my playthings, my confidantes, and my partners in pleasure.
With the plans finalized and the team united, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. We had a lot to accomplish, but with this team by my side, I knew we could achieve anything. And as we stood there, ready to face whatever came next, I felt a sense of pride and honor. I was their master, but they were also my equals, my partners, and my sluts. And together, we would make a difference in the world.
But for now, it was time to indulge in the pleasures of the flesh. I stood up, my cock straining against my shorts, and looked at each of them in turn. "Strip," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for argument.
Ava immediately dropped to her knees before me, her eyes dark with lust. "Let me take care of you, Master," she purred, her fingers trembling slightly as they reached for the waistband of my shorts.
The moment she pulled the fabric down, my cock sprang free with a sharp slap against her face. The thick, veiny cock bounced against her cheek before settling heavily against her lips. Ava gasped in surprise, her eyes widening at the sudden impact before darkening with renewed hunger.
"Aaah! Master!" she moaned, her voice thick with shock and desire. "Your cock is so big and hard! It surprised me!" Her tongue flicked out to tease the tip, collecting the bead of pre-cum that glistened there. "Mmm, you taste so good already," she murmured, her lips wrapping around the swollen head.
Jenna pressed her naked body against my side, her bare tits crushing against my arm as she nuzzled against me. "Master…" she purred, her voice dripping with need as her fingers traced the ridges of my muscles. "Please punish these needy nipples… they've been aching for your touch all day."
Her robe had fallen completely open, revealing her perfect tits in all their glory. The dark pink nipples stood at rigid attention, begging for my touch.
They were already flushed a deeper shade from her arousal, the tight buds straining as if desperate for relief. The areolas were slightly puffy, the texture looking so soft and sensitive that my mouth watered just looking at them.
I growled low in my throat, my hand sliding up to cup the heavy weight of her breast. The flesh was warm and supple, molding perfectly to my palm. "Such greedy little nipples," I murmured, my thumb brushing against the straining bud. "Always so needy for their Master's attention."
Jenna gasped sharply, her back arching as she pressed her tit more firmly into my hand. "Yes, Master!" she cried, her voice thick with desperate need. "They've been so bad, so needy without your touch. Please punish them properly."
My fingers tightened around her breast, squeezing the soft flesh as my thumb and forefinger pinched her nipple hard. Jenna cried out, her body jerking against me as her nipple turned an even darker shade of pink between my fingers. "Oh god, Master!" she moaned, her voice breaking with pleasure-pain. "Just like that! Please, harder!"
I twisted her nipple sharply, watching with dark satisfaction as it turned nearly crimson under my rough treatment. The tight bud stood out in stark relief against her pale skin, looking so deliciously abused. "You like that, don't you?" I growled, giving it another sharp twist that made her cry out. "You love when I punish these greedy little nipples."
"Yesss!" Jenna hissed, her body trembling against mine as I continued tormenting her sensitive flesh. "They're yours to punish, Master! Do whatever you want with them!"
My other hand slid down to cup her ass, squeezing the firm cheek hard as I continued abusing her nipple. The way her flesh yielded to my touch, the way her breath came in sharp gasps with each twist and pinch, made my cock ache with need. "Such a perfect little slut," I murmured, my voice thick with satisfaction. "Always so eager for her Master's punishment."
As Jenna's breath hitched, I gave her nipple one final, brutal twist before soothing it with gentle strokes. The abused bud was nearly purple now, standing out in stark contrast against her pale skin. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice thick with devotion as she pressed her punished tit against my hand. "May I have more?"
I chuckled darkly, my fingers tracing the abused flesh. With a sudden, sharp motion, I slapped her ass hard, the sound echoing through the room like a crack of thunder.
As Jenna rubbed her ass, a mix of pain and pleasure evident in her eyes, she moaned, "Aaaah, Master… hit me more…" Her voice was a blend of need and desire, her body writhing with anticipation. She gave me a slutty look, her eyes filled with lust and submission, making my cock twitch in Ava's mouth.
The sudden movement took Ava by surprise, and she choked, pulling my cock out with a wet pop. Her lips glistened with saliva, her eyes watering as she looked up at me with a mix of surprise and longing. "Master, your cock is so big… it's hard to take it all," she gasped, her hand instinctively wrapping around the base to stroke me gently.
Looking at these three eager sluts, I decided to play a game with them. The air was thick with desire, their bodies glistening with sweat, their eyes filled with a hunger that matched my own.
"Hmm, Master… your naughty cock is bullying me," Ava said, swirling her tongue around her lips, her eyes never leaving my throbbing length. She licked her lips, her hand still stroking me, her touch light and teasing.
I looked at them and decided to elevate the game. "Okay, let's play a game," I said, my voice filled with dark amusement, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Do you want Master to reward you with his big, hard cock?"
"Yeah, Master… me first… me first…" they yelped, their voices filled with desperate need, their bodies pressing against each other in their eagerness to please me.
I chuckled, my eyes gleaming with mischief as I took in their eager expressions. "Okay… but only one of you will get my cock tonight…" I said, my hand reaching out to slap Angela's ass hard, the sound echoing through the room. She gasped, her body jerking forward, her eyes wide with surprise and desire.
They all looked at each other, their eyes filled with determination and competition, each one thinking about how to be the one to earn my cock. Their bodies were tense, their breaths coming in short, sharp gasps, their skin flushed with desire.
"Master….." Jenna said, pushing her body against mine, her eyes pleading, her voice a soft whisper. "Please, let me be the one to please you tonight. I need you so much…"
I smiled, my voice filled with authority as I slapped Ava's ass, the sound sharp and loud. She moaned, her body arching, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and pleasure.
"It's a game… we will play tonight. You will come at me, one at a time, and you will get one opportunity to make me cum. Anyone who can make me cum will get my cock…"
"Master…" Angela said, pushing her body against mine, her voice proactive and confident, her eyes filled with determination. "Let me go first… I will surely leave Master dry…" She reached out, her hand tracing patterns on my chest, her touch light and teasing.
I held up a hand, silencing her as I slapped Jenna's ass, the sound echoing through the room. She gasped, her body jerking, her eyes wide with surprise and desire. "Let me complete… You can make me cum, but you can't use your mouth, pussy, or anal…"
"Master… how can we do that…." they said in unison, their voices filled with confusion and curiosity, their eyes wide with surprise.
I smirked, my eyes gleaming with challenge as I took in their eager expressions. "That's the challenge… you have to think of ways to pleasure your Master. Be creative, use your bodies, your hands, and your imagination. Tease me, tempt me, but remember the rules. Now, who wants to go first?"
Jenna said, "But Master, what if all of us make you cum?"
I thought about this question and said, "Okay, let's make it time-bound. I will start the stopwatch here…" I took out my phone and opened the stopwatch app. "Here, if all of you can make me cum, then we will consider the time. The one who took the least time will be the winner… the one who gets my cock."
Angela, Jenna, and Ava nodded, blushing but all looking at each other and my hard cock, as if thinking of taking it.
Ava stepped forward, her eyes filled with determination, her body tense with anticipation. "I'll go first, Master," she said, her voice confident, her hands tracing patterns on my chest. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear, her breath hot and heavy. "I'll show you how much I can please you without using those…"
I leaned back, my eyes never leaving her as she began her seduction. Her hands traced patterns on my chest, her body moving in a sensual dance designed to tease and tempt.
She grinded her hips against me, her body writhing, her eyes never leaving mine. The other two watched, their eyes filled with anticipation and desire, each one waiting for their turn, each one eager to be the one to earn my cock.
Jenna was next, her body pressing against mine, her hands exploring my body, her touch light and teasing. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my neck, her breath hot and heavy.
"Master, please… let me be the one to please you tonight. I need you so much…" she whispered, her voice a soft plea. Her hands roamed over my chest, her fingers teasing my nipples, her body grinding against mine in a slow, sensual rhythm.
Angela was last, her body pressing against mine, her hands tracing patterns on my chest, her touch light and teasing. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear, her breath hot and heavy.
"Master, I will be the one to please you tonight. I will leave you dry, I promise…" she whispered, her voice a soft plea. Her hands explored my body, her fingers tracing patterns on my skin, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt me.
The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition. I was their Master, and they were my eager sluts, each one desperate to please me, each one desperate to be the one to earn my cock. The game was on, and I was ready to be pleased
I slapped Ava's ass hard, the sound echoing through the room. She gasped, her body jerking, her eyes wide with surprise and desire. "That's it, let Ava try first," I growled, my voice filled with dark amusement.
As Ava suggested moving to the bedroom, I found her idea intriguing. I nodded in agreement, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Alright, let's move to the bedroom. Ava, you have your chance to please me without any distractions. Show me what you've got."
I scooped Ava up in my arms, her naked body pressing against mine. Her legs locked around my waist, and my cock rubbed slightly against her pussy, making her moan in surprise. "Aaaah, Master…. your cock… it's teasing my slutty pussy… It's so hot…" Ava's eyes flickered with a mix of pleasure and mischief as she glanced at Angela and Jenna, as if teasing them.
As I carried her, my cock slid against her pussy with each step, the sensation driving her wild. Ava's moans filled the air, each one more desperate than the last. "Ohhh, Master… it feels so good… your cock is so hard…" she gasped, her body writhing against mine. Her hands clung to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Angela and Jenna exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a mix of frustration and desire. "This bitch…" they muttered under their breaths, their voices laced with envy and longing. They watched as I carried Ava, her body squirming with pleasure, her moans growing louder and more insistent.
"Mmm, Master… you feel so good…" Ava moaned her voice a blend of need and satisfaction. She looked at Angela and Jenna with a teasing glint in her eyes, her lips curling into a smirk. "You two should see how amazing Master's cock feels… it's driving me crazy…"
Jenna's eyes narrowed, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "You're such a tease, Ava," she said, her voice filled with frustration. "We want to feel Master's cock too…"
Angela bit her lip, her body tense with desire. "Yeah, Ava… don't hog Master all to yourself…" she said, her voice a mix of longing and envy.
Ava's smirk widened, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "But I'm the one in Master's arms right now… and his cock feels incredible…" she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
She grinded her hips against me, her body moving in a way that maximized the contact between her pussy and my cock. "Ohhh, Master… it's so big… so hard… I love it…"
I chuckled, my hands gripping her ass as I carried her, my cock sliding against her pussy with each step. "You're enjoying this, aren't you, Ava?" I said, my voice filled with dark amusement.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love feeling your cock against my pussy… it's driving me wild…" she moaned, her voice a soft plea.
As we reached the bedroom, I gently placed Ava on the bed, her body sprawled out before me, a vision of temptation and desire. I locked the door behind us, ensuring our privacy, the click of the lock echoing in the room. Ava's eyes were filled with anticipation, her body tense with excitement, and her skin flushed with arousal.
I activated the "Hand of Arousal" and "Scent of Lust," enchantments designed to heighten their senses and make them even more eager and horny. The air in the room thickened with desire, the scent of lust filling their nostrils, making their bodies tingle with anticipation, their skin flushed with need.
Ava felt her body becoming hotter, her skin tingling with arousal, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard, my cock standing tall and straight, throbbing with need, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip.
Ava's eyes were glued to it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as if she were imagining the taste, her body squirming with desire. I could see the hunger in her gaze, the desperate need to please me, to earn my cock.
" Ava…" I said, my voice a low growl that snapped her out of her trance, her eyes focusing on mine, a mix of need and determination in her gaze.
She blinked, a sly smile spreading across her face, her body swaying slightly as she moved, her eyes never leaving mine. "Why don't you show me what you've got…" I suggested, my voice filled with dark amusement and anticipation.
Ava didn't immediately start. Instead, she thought for a moment, her eyes gleaming with mischief and excitement. She stood up, her body swaying seductively as she moved, her eyes never leaving mine. "Master… I will be back in a minute. Please wait…" she said, her voice a soft whisper, a hint of mystery in her tone.
I nodded, watching as she walked into the bathroom, her ass swaying seductively with each step, her eyes filled with determination and need.
As Ava returned from the bathroom, her eyes gleamed with a mix of mischief and desire, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She held the white bottle of massage oil, her lips curling into a seductive smile.
"Master, let me show you my massage technique," she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation and a hint of honeyed sweetness. "I'm going to make you feel so good, you won't be able to resist me."
She climbed onto the bed, her naked body swaying seductively as she moved, her eyes never leaving mine. Kneeling before me, she opened the massage bottle, revealing a nozzle.
With a teasing glance, she began to drip the oil onto her tits, massaging them slowly, her fingers spreading the slick liquid over her skin.
The oil glistened on her breasts, making them look even more tantalizing, her nipples hardening under her touch. "Ohhh, Master… look at how shiny my tits are… just for you… I bet you want to touch them, don't you?" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her eyes locked onto mine.
She took the bottle and started dropping oil on her hands, her underarms, and her navel, each drop making her body glisten more, her skin slick and inviting. "Mmm, Master… feel how slick my skin is… it's all for you… I want you to touch me everywhere," she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction and need, her eyes never leaving mine.
As Ava's wet tits and nipples made my cock throb hard, I reached out and put my hands on her tits, pulling her to sit on top of me. My cock pushed against her pussy, making her moan, "Aaah, Master… hmmm…" She looked down, her eyes widening as she felt my cock beneath her. "I'm sitting on your cock, Master…"
As the stopwatch ticked away, marking ten minutes since we entered the bedroom, the tension in the room was palpable. Ava's body glistened with oil, her skin slick and inviting.
I couldn't resist any longer. I slapped her ass hard, the sound echoing through the room. "Phhat! Phhat!" The sharp slaps made her moan, "Aaaaah, aah, ah, Master… don't… otherwise I won't be able to play the game… and I'm afraid my hungry pussy will swallow your cock… directly…"
I chuckled and teased her, "You love it when I spank you, don't you, Ava? You love feeling my hand on your ass, making it red and hot." I twisted her nipples, making her gasp and arch her back. "You're such a slut for pain, aren't you?"
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love it… I love feeling your hands on me… it's driving me wild…" she moaned, her voice a soft plea.
She stood up slightly, standing on top of me, and lowered the nozzle to her pussy, pressing it hard against her wet folds. The oil dripped onto her, making it look like she was squirting, the sensation making her moan loudly.
"Aaaah, Master… look at how wet I am… all for you… I want you to feel how wet my pussy is," she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her eyes locked onto mine, her body writhing with pleasure.
The oil mixed with her natural wetness, dripping down her thighs and onto my body, making my skin tingle with anticipation, my cock twitching with desire.
Ava's eyes never left mine, filled with a mix of need and determination, her breath hot and heavy. She opened the whole bottle, removed the nozzle, and poured all the oil onto her tits. The oil dripped down her whole body, making her look shiny and erotic, her skin glistening with the slick liquid.
All the oil dripped onto my body, soaking my cock, the sensation making it throb with need. "Ohhh, Master… feel how slick my body is… it's all for you… I want you to fuck me so hard," she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction and need, her eyes never leaving mine, her body pressing against mine.
I twisted her nipples again, making her gasp and moan. "You're such a dirty girl, Ava. You love teasing me, don't you?" I pinched her nipples hard, making her cry out. "You love making me hard and desperate for you."
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love teasing you… I love making you hard and desperate for me…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
"Master, I want to feel your cock against my skin… I want to make you cum…" she whispered, her voice a soft plea and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her oiled body pressing against mine, her skin slick and wet, her body moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.
I slapped her ass again, the sound echoing through the room. "You're such a slut, Ava. You love feeling my cock against your skin, don't you?" I twisted her nipples, making her gasp and moan. "You love feeling my cock throb against your pussy, making you wet and desperate."
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love feeling your cock against my skin… it's driving me wild… I want you to fuck me so hard…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
"Mmm, Master… feel how good my body feels against yours… it's all for you… I want you to fuck me so hard," she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her hands roaming over my chest, her fingers teasing my skin.
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt.
My hands gripped her ass as she moved, my cock sliding against her slick skin with each grind. "You're enjoying this, aren't you, Ava?" I said, my voice filled with dark amusement and need, my eyes locked onto hers, my body responding to her touch.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy, her body writhing with pleasure, her voice a soft plea and a hint of honeyed sweetness. "Yes, Master… I love feeling your cock against my skin… It's driving me wild… I want you to fuck me so hard," she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her body continuing to grind against mine, her skin slick and wet with oil, her eyes never leaving mine.
"Master, I want to make you feel so good… I want to please you so much…" she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt, her lips brushing against my ear, her breath hot and heavy.
I twisted her nipples again, making her gasp and moan. "You're such a good girl, Ava. You love pleasing me, don't you?" I pinched her nipples hard, making her cry out. "You love making me feel good, making me cum hard for you."
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love pleasing you… I love making you feel good… I love making you cum hard for me…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
"Master, I will be the one to please you tonight. I will leave you dry, I promise… I want you to cum all over me," she whispered, her voice a soft plea and a hint of honeyed sweetness, her eyes never leaving mine, her body pressing against mine.
The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition. I was their Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
As Ava's seduction reached its peak, I could feel my orgasm building, my body tense with anticipation. She was doing an incredible job, her body moving in ways that were designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
"Master, I want to make you cum…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness. "I want to please you so much…"
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a fantastic job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
Ava suddenly shifted, sitting between my legs and placing my cock between her tits. She rubbed her tits together, encasing my cock in a slick, warm tunnel. "Master… fuck these tits…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness. "Feel how good they are… just for you…"
The sensation was intense, her tits squeezing my cock, the oil making everything slick and sensual. "Ohhh, Master… your cock feels so good between my tits… I love it…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and satisfaction. She moved her tits up and down, her eyes locked onto mine, her body writhing with pleasure.
I groaned, my hands gripping her tits, helping her move, my cock sliding between her slick tits. "Ava, you're such a slut… you love teasing me, don't you?" I growled, my voice filled with dark amusement and need.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love teasing you… I love feeling your cock between my tits… it's driving me wild…" she moaned, her voice a soft plea and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She then shifted, placing my cock between her underarms, pressing it hard and making me moan. "Master, feel how good my underarms feel… I want to make you cum so bad…" she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness. She moved her underarms up and down, her eyes locked onto mine, her body writhing with pleasure.
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
"Master, I want to feel your cock against my skin… I want to make you cum…" she whispered, her voice a soft plea and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
"Master, please come and fill my navel with your hot, throbbing essence," she moaned, her voice quivering with need and laced with honeyed sweetness. The sensation of my cock pushing against her tiny navel sent waves of pleasure through her body, making her moan even louder.
"Ahh, Master, your cock feels so incredible against my navel," she gasped, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch me. "It's so big, so powerful, and it's all mine." I could see the hunger in her eyes, the desperate need to please me and earn the reward of my cock.
I guided her onto her back, her body writhing with anticipation. She arched her back, presenting her navel to me like an offering. I positioned myself above her, my cock pressing firmly against her navel.
She let out a soft cry, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Yes, Master, just like that," she moaned, her voice filled with desperation. "Please, fill my navel with your cum. I need it so badly."
I began to thrust against her navel, each movement eliciting a moan from her lips. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer, her nails digging into my back.
"Harder, Master, please," she begged, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain. "I want to feel every inch of you against my navel. I want to feel you tear into my stomach."
Her words fueled my desire, and I quickened my pace, my cock pressing harder against her navel. She cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure. "Yes, Master, yes!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the room. "I'm yours, all yours. Please, fill my navel with your cum. I need it, Master. I need you."
As she continued to tease and tempt me, I could feel my orgasm building, my body tense with anticipation. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
But even with her efforts, I held back, my body tensing with the effort. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with determination and need.
Ava knelt before me, her eyes filled with devotion and lust, her body swaying seductively. "Master, I won't quit," she moaned, her voice quivering with need and laced with honeyed sweetness. "I'm going to make you cum so hard that those two bitches won't stand a chance."
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
Finally, she shifted again, her lips trailing down my body, her tongue flicking out to taste my skin. She reached my balls, her breath hot and moist against them. The sensation was incredible, her tongue swirling around my balls, the warmth and slickness making my cock throb with need. I was losing my patience and just wanted to fuck her.
"Master, feel how good my tongue feels on your balls… I want to make you cum so bad…" she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She licked and sucked my balls, her tongue swirling around them, her eyes locked onto mine. Her tongue was warm and wet, her lips wrapping around my balls, her mouth creating a perfect seal. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around, her mouth moving up and down, her eyes never leaving mine.
She took one of my balls into her mouth, rolling it gently with her tongue, her lips pressed tightly around it. She moaned softly, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through me. "Mmm, Master… feel how good my tongue feels on your balls… It's all for you…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She switched to the other ball, giving it the same attention, her tongue swirling and her lips sucking gently. She cupped my balls with one hand, her fingers tracing lightly over my skin, her touch sending shivers down my spine. She sucked harder, her tongue pressing against my balls, her mouth moving in a rhythm that drove me wild.
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
"That's it, Ava. You're such a good little slut. You love pleasing me, don't you? You love making me feel good, making me cum hard for you," I growled, my voice filled with dark amusement and need.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love pleasing you… I love making you feel good… I love making you cum hard for me…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She continued to lick and suck my balls, her tongue swirling around them, her mouth moving up and down, her eyes never leaving mine. The sensation was incredible, the warmth and the slickness making my cock throb with need.
I could feel her tongue swirling around my balls, her mouth creating a perfect seal, her lips wrapping around them, her mouth moving up and down.
"Fuck, Ava. You're such a dirty little slut. You love sucking my balls, don't you? You love the way it feels, the way it makes you wet and desperate," I growled, my voice filled with dark amusement and need.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. "Yes, Master… I love sucking your balls… I love the way it feels… it's driving me wild…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock. The game was on, and I was ready to be pleased.
As Ava worked her magic, I could feel the effects of the enchantments heightening my own senses. The scent of lust filled my nostrils, making my body tingle with anticipation. Ava's touches were electric, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt.
"Master, I want to make you feel so good…" she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness. "I want to please you so much…"
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
My cock dripped precum hard on her face as she was licking my balls… and she suddenly pushed me back and sat on my cock and said, "Master… I can't take it anymore…. I will go crazy if I don't get this big cock inside my pussy…"
Ava hovered above me, her body trembling with need. Just as she was about to lower herself onto my cock, a sudden, insistent knock echoed through the room, followed by a voice that dripped with impatience. "Master… master… she's taking too long… her time is up…. master… it's our turn…" The voice was a sharp contrast to the heavy breathing and soft moans that filled the space.
Without hesitation, I raised my hand and brought it down hard on Ava's exposed backside. The sound of the slap was sharp and loud, a crack that seemed to reverberate off the walls, and said, "No cheating."
Ava's body jerked forward from the impact, a gasp escaping her lips as the sting radiated through her flesh. The slap left a vivid red mark on her skin, a testament to the force of my hand.
"Aaaah… hmmm… hit me harder, master…" Ava moaned, her voice a desperate plea. She looked back at me with eyes filled with a mix of pain and lust, her need for more punishment evident in her trembling body.
Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, knuckles white with the effort. She arched her back, presenting herself even more, her body language screaming for another strike.
The room seemed to pulse with the raw energy between us, every knock at the door only serving to amplify the urgency of our connection.
Ava's breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body quivering with each passing second. She was a desperate slut, craving the pain as much as the pleasure, her moans filling the room like a symphony of need.
I could see the desperation in her eyes and the way she bit her lip in anticipation of the next slap. Her body was a canvas of desire, each mark on her skin a testament to her submission.
The sound of her moans, the sight of her trembling body, and the feel of her skin under my hand created a sensory overload that heightened the intensity of the moment.
As the knocking continued, Ava's pleas became more urgent, her need for release growing with each passing second. "Please, master… harder… I need it harder…" she begged, her voice a mix of desperation and lust. The room was filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing, the sharp cracks of my hand against her skin, and her moans of pleasure and pain.
At that moment, Ava was completely at my mercy, a desperate slut craving the punishment and pleasure only I could provide. The intensity of our connection was heightened by the interruptions, making every sensation more acute, every touch more electric. The room was a crucible of raw, unbridled passion, and Ava was the willing vessel of our shared desire.
I looked at Ava, who looked like a hungry slut eager to take my cock, and I looked at the stopwatch. It showed an hour had passed. I put Ava to the side, her body glistening with oil and sweat, her eyes filled with frustration and desire.
I opened the door to see Angela and Jenna knocking. As I opened the door, their eyes were drawn to my hard cock and to Ava's body and mine, both covered in massage oil. Jenna, with a smirk on her face, asked, "Master… did that little slut succeed in making you cum?"
I said, "Unfortunately not." I couldn't help but notice the change in their attire. Both of them had switched to outfits that were even more provocative and alluring than before.
The sight of them in their new ensembles was breathtaking, their bodies on full display, every curve and contour accentuated by the erotic clothing they wore.
Angela's fishnet lingerie clung to her body, the sheer fabric teasing glimpses of her smooth skin. The lingerie was designed to accentuate her curves, the black fabric contrasting with her pale skin.
Angela's nipples were clearly visible through the thin material, hard and begging for attention. The lingerie barely covered her pussy, the lips of which were visible through the sheer fabric, glistening with her arousal. The fishnet pattern extended down her thighs, teasing glimpses of her smooth skin.
She had paired the lingerie with black stockings that hugged her legs, ending in lace tops that framed her thighs. Her heels were tall and slender, adding to the allure of her outfit. She looked like a vision of seduction, her body on full display, ready to please and be pleased.
Jenna's tight leather bra pushed her breasts together, creating a deep cleavage that was impossible to ignore. The bra was adorned with silver studs that added a touch of edginess to her look. Her skin-tight jeans hugged every curve of her legs, accentuating her firm ass.
The jeans were ripped in strategic places, offering tantalizing glimpses of her skin. She had paired the jeans with a pair of black, knee-high boots that had a slight heel, giving her a dominant and sexy stance. Her outfit was completed with a black leather choker around her neck, adding to her bold and confident appearance.
The contrast between Angela's lingerie and Jenna's leather and denim was striking, each outfit accentuating their unique styles and bodies. Angela's lingerie was designed to tease and tempt, the sheer fabric offering glimpses of her body while leaving much to the imagination. Jenna's outfit, on the other hand, was bold and confident, the tight leather and denim hugging her curves and accentuating her body.
Angela and Jenna were both dressed to seduce and please, their outfits designed to accentuate their bodies and tease my senses. They were eager to take their turn, to please me and earn my cock.
Angela and Jenna made faces at Ava, teasing her. Jenna said, "Master… please, it's my turn now… Ava has already tried, and it's been an hour already… She couldn't even make you cum, what a waste."
Angela, with a wicked grin, interjected, "No… Master… let me try first… I bet I can make you cum harder than that little slut ever could. Ava, you should just give up now, you'll never get Master's cock if you can't even make him cum."
Jenna added, her voice dripping with mock sympathy, "Aww, poor Ava. Did you really think you could satisfy Master with your pathetic attempts? Look at you, covered in oil and still unable to make him cum. Maybe you should just watch and learn from us."
Angela chimed in, her tone taunting, "Yeah, Ava. Maybe if you had tried harder, Master would have filled your navel with his cum. But now, it's our turn. And we're going to make him cum so hard, he'll forget all about you."
Jenna, with a sultry smile, turned to me and said, "Master, let me show you how a real slut pleases you. I'll make you cum so hard, you'll forget all about Ava's failed attempts."
Angela, not to be outdone, added, "No, Master. Let me show you first. I'll make you feel so good, you'll never want to go back to that little slut. I'll make you cum harder than you ever have before."
Ava, still panting and covered in oil, looked at Angela and Jenna with a mix of frustration and desire. She knew she had failed to make me cum, but she was determined not to give up. "Master, please… give me another chance… I can make you cum, I know I can…" she pleaded, her voice filled with need and desperation.
She crawled towards me, her body glistening with oil, her eyes locked onto mine. "Master, look at me… I'm your desperate little slut, aren't I? I'll do anything to please you… anything to make you cum…" she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She reached out, her fingers tracing lightly over my chest, her touch sending shivers down my spine. "Master, I can make you feel so good… better than they ever could… I know I can…" she moaned, her voice filled with need and desperation.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, "Master, I want to make you cum so hard… I want to feel your cum filling me up… I want to be the one to please you, Master… not them…"
She trailed her fingers down my body, her touch light and teasing. She reached my cock, her fingers wrapping around it, her touch sending waves of pleasure through me. "Master, feel how good my touch feels on your cock… I want to make you cum so bad…" she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She stroked my cock, her fingers moving up and down, her touch sending shivers down my spine. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, "Master, I want to make you cum… I want to be the one to please you, Master… not them…"
Ava's eyes were filled with determination and need, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. She was desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock. The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition.
I was their Master, and they were my eager sluts, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock. The game was on, and I was ready to be pleased once more. Ava's desperate attempt to seduce me added a new layer of excitement, her determination and need only making my desire for her grow stronger.
As Angela and Jenna watched Ava's desperate attempts with growing impatience, their eyes were filled with a mix of desire and competition. They were eager to take their turn, to please me and earn the right to my cock. But Ava was determined not to give up, her body moving in ways designed to tease and tempt.
"Master, please… I'll do anything to make you cum… anything to please you…" Ava moaned, her voice a sultry mix of need and desperation. She trailed her fingers down my body, her touch light and teasing, sending shivers down my spine. Her fingers wrapped around my cock, her touch sending waves of pleasure through me.
"Master, feel how good my touch feels on your cock… I want to make you cum so bad…" she whispered, her voice dripping with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness. She stroked my cock, her fingers moving up and down in a rhythm that drove me wild. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear as she continued her dirty talk.
"Master, I know you want your cock inside my pussy. I am sure my pussy is tighter and wetter than those two loose sluts," Ava purred, her words laced with vulgarity and confidence. She spread her legs, her fingers parting her pussy lips to give me a clear view of her glistening, wet entrance. "Look at my tight little pussy, Master. It's dripping for you, just begging for your cock."
Jenna, unable to contain herself any longer, retorted with a smirk, "Oh, please, Master. Don't listen to her. Her pussy is probably as loose as a used sock. My pussy is the one you really want. It's tight, wet, and ready for your cock." She spread her legs slightly, her fingers tracing the outline of her pussy through her damp panties. "Feel how wet I am, Master. My pussy is dripping just for you."
Angela, not to be outdone, joined in with her own vulgar taunts. "Ava's pussy might be tight, but it's nothing compared to the pleasure I can give you, Master. My ass is virgin-tight, just waiting for your cock to claim it."
She turned around, bending over slightly to give me a view of her firm, round ass. "Imagine how good it would feel to be the first to fuck my tight little asshole, Master. It's something Ava could never give you."
Ava scoffed, her eyes narrowing with a mix of challenge and disdain. "Your ass might be tight, Angela, but your pussy is probably as dry as a desert. My tits are real and perky, not like Jenna's saggy little things."
She cupped her breasts, squeezing them slightly to emphasize their firmness. "Feel how perfect my tits are, Master. They're just begging for your touch."
Jenna shot back, her voice dripping with venom. "At least my tits have some weight to them, not like your little mosquito bites. And my pussy is so wet, Master, it's practically gushing for your cock."
She slipped a finger beneath her panties, pulling them aside to reveal her glistening, wet pussy. "See for yourself, Master. My pussy is ready and waiting for you."
Angela, not to be left out, added her own taunts. "And my ass is not the only thing that's tight, Master. My pussy is just as tight and wet as Jenna's, if not more. And I know how to use it to please you."
She turned back to face me, her fingers tracing the outline of her pussy through her damp panties. "Feel how wet I am, Master. My pussy is dripping just for you, and my ass is ready for you to claim."
Ava's eyes were filled with determination and need, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. She was desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition. I was their Master, and they were my eager sluts, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
The game was on, and I was ready to be pleased once more. Ava's desperate attempt to seduce me added a new layer of excitement, her determination and need only making my desire for her grow stronger.
Angela and Jenna could no longer contain their impatience. Jenna stepped forward, her eyes locked onto mine, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Master, please… it's our turn now… Ava has had her chance and she failed… let us show you how real sluts please you…"
Angela added, her voice filled with determination and need. "Yes, Master… let us show you… we'll make you cum so hard… we'll make you feel so good…"
I looked at Ava, her body glistening with oil, her eyes filled with frustration and desire. She had failed to make me cum, but her desperate attempts to seduce me had only made my desire for her grow stronger. I looked at Angela and Jenna, their eyes filled with desire and competition, eager to take their turn and please me.
The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition. I was their Master, and they were my eager sluts, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
The game was on, and I was ready to be pleased once more. Ava's desperate attempt to seduce me had added a new layer of excitement, her determination and need only making my desire for her grow stronger. But now, it was time for Angela and Jenna to take their turn, to please me and earn my cock.
Angela, in her fishnet black lingerie, stepped forward, her body on full display, her nipples hard and her pussy glistening with anticipation. She knelt before me, her eyes locked onto mine, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Master, please… let me show you how a real slut pleases you… I'll make you cum so hard…"
Jenna, in her tight leather bra and skin-tight jeans, stepped forward as well, her eyes filled with desire and competition. She knelt beside Angela, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Master, please… let me show you… I'll make you feel so good…"
I looked at Angela and Jenna, their bodies eager and ready to please me. I was their Master, and they were my eager sluts, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
As Jenna and Angela knelt before me, my attention was once again drawn to their provocative attire. The way their clothes clung to their bodies, revealing just enough to tease and tantalize, was a sight to behold. Jenna's ripped jeans were a perfect example, the tattered fabric barely concealing the treasures beneath.
As she knelt, the jeans stretched taut across her thighs, the rips parting slightly to offer a tantalizing glimpse of her wet pussy. The sight was intoxicating, the moisture glistening in the dim light, a testament to her arousal. The fabric of her jeans was dark with dampness, the evidence of her desire impossible to hide.
Angela, too, was a vision in her own right. Her dress, if it could be called that, was more like a collection of straps and fabric that barely covered her body. It clung to her curves, the material so thin and sheer that it left little to the imagination. Her nipples were hard, pressing against the fabric, and the outline of her pussy was visible, a dark shadow that hinted at the wetness beneath.
The sight of them, kneeling and ready for my command, was a powerful aphrodisiac. Their bodies were on display, their desire evident in every trembling breath, every nervous glance. The room was filled with the scent of their arousal, a heady perfume that only served to heighten the tension in the air.
As the words left Jenna and Angela's lips, the room seemed to grow even more charged with tension. "Master, she is cheating. She isn't allowed to use her hand to touch your cock… she is already out of the game…" Their voices were a mix of accusation and anticipation, their eyes fixed on Ava and me.