I turned to Paige, my voice steady and authoritative. "Paige, I need you to go to the company and assess the situation. Begin the process of integrating it directly into our Immortal Enterprises. Make sure everything is in order and ready for the transition. Additionally, prepare to move our base of operations to Beverly Hills. It's time we expand our reach and solidify our power."
Paige nodded, understanding the gravity of her new responsibilities. "I'll take care of it, Jack. You can count on me," she replied, her voice filled with determination and loyalty.
Together, we made our way to the garage, where a sleek, black car awaited us. We slid into the plush leather seats, the engine purring to life as we set off toward our home. The cityscape blurred past the windows, the world outside a mere backdrop to our ambitions.
Upon arriving at our residence, Paige put the car in park and turned to me. "I'll drop you off here and head straight to the company. I want to get started on this immediately."
I gave her an approving nod, feeling a sense of pride and confidence in her abilities. "I know you won't let me down, Paige. Go, take control, and make our empire even stronger."
With a final, reassuring smile, Paige pulled away, the car disappearing down the driveway as she set off toward her new conquest. I watched her go, already envisioning the grandeur of our future in Beverly Hills, the next step in our unstoppable rise to power.
I stepped inside the house, the familiar surroundings enveloping me as I ventured further into the home, I noticed Margaret, diligently engrossed in her tasks. She hadn't noticed my presence, her focus entirely on the work at hand. I took a moment to observe her, appreciating her dedication and the grace with which she carried herself.
I paused, taking a moment to observe her, admiring the dedication she brought to her responsibilities. There was a certain grace in the way she carried herself, a quiet efficiency in her movements that I found captivating. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and appreciation for her unwavering commitment.
With a soft smile playing on my lips, I approached her from behind, my footsteps muffled by the thick, plush carpeting that adorned the floor. I wrapped my arms around her, enveloping her in a warm, gentle embrace.
Margaret let out a soft gasp of surprise, her body tensing briefly before melting into my touch. I could feel the tension in her shoulders slowly ebbing away as she leaned back against me, her form fitting perfectly against mine.
"Master..." she murmured, her voice a soft, breathy whisper of acknowledgment and submission.
I pressed a tender kiss to her lips, savoring the brief moment of connection before pulling away just enough to speak. "Where are your sisters?" I asked, my voice low and steady.
Margaret looked up at me, her eyes meeting mine in the reflection of the computer screen in front of her. "Master, they are sleeping in the bedroom," she replied, her voice equally soft and steady.
I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips. "Let them rest for now," I said, guiding her to sit down with me on the nearby couch, my arms still wrapped around her. "Now, tell me, my dear secretary, how are things at the company? What has been happening since I've been away?"
As I settled onto the plush couch, I noticed Stella silently make her way into the kitchen. She moved with a grace and efficiency that was almost mesmerizing, her curvaceous form navigating the space with ease. Without a word, she began preparing breakfast for us, her actions smooth and practiced.
She worked quickly and quietly, ensuring that her activities did not disturb the peaceful atmosphere of the morning. The sounds of her work were subtle and soothing—the soft clink of pots and pans, the gentle hum of the refrigerator as she retrieved ingredients, and the steady rhythm of her movements as she chopped, stirred, and cooked. Your next journey awaits at My Virtual Library Empire
I turned my attention to Margaret as she took a deep breath, her mind shifting from the immediate tasks at hand to the broader scope of the company's activities.
She began her report, her voice steady and confident as she detailed the recent events and developments. "Julie and the others have handled everything smoothly, Master. All the necessary tasks have been completed, and all loose ends have been tied up."
"With SERA's help, all the artificial humans are already in the process of moving the company to our new office in Beverly Hills. The transition is well underway, and everything is proceeding according to plan."
I listened intently, taking in the information and processing the implications. As Margaret finished her report, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, dialing SERA's dedicated line. "SERA," I said, my voice commanding yet calm, "What's the current situation with the office in Beverly Hills?"
SERA's response was immediate, the AI's voice crisp and efficient. "Master, tomorrow all employees will shift to Beverly Hills and operate from there. I have already contacted a reputable decoration company, and they have completed the decoration of both the mansion you purchased and the new company office. Everything is in order and awaiting your arrival."
With every other matter attended to, the only remaining task was to address the situation with Jessica's husband and daughter. I leaned back against the couch, my mind drifting to the lingering issue as Margaret snuggled against me, her warmth igniting a familiar heat in my loins.
There was no rush, I decided. After all, what could they possibly do against me? They were mere playthings in a game where I held all the power.
I let my hand wander, tracing the curve of Margaret's breast as I considered my options. Dealing with Jessica's family would be simpler once we had completed our move to Beverly Hills. Let them scurry about, trying to make sense of their pitiful existence while I indulged in the pleasures of my empire.
A wicked smile played on my lips as I envisioned their futile attempts to challenge me. They would be like mice trying to fight a lion, utterly helpless and outmatched. I could almost taste their despair, their realization that they were nothing more than insignificant specks in my grand design. I felt my cock harden at the thought of their humiliation, their ultimate defeat.
Margaret shifted in my arms, her hand brushing against my growing erection. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust and devotion. "Master, let me take care of that for you," she purred, her hand wrapping around my cock, stroking me through the fabric of my pants.
I groaned, my mind flickering between the image of Jessica's family begging for mercy and the sensation of Margaret's skilled touch. Yes, I would deal with them eventually, but for now, I had more pressing needs to attend to. I had an empire to build, a queen to the crown, and an eager mouth to fuck.
I stood up, my cock aching for release as I towered over Margaret. "On your knees," I commanded, my voice thick with desire. She complied eagerly, her eyes never leaving mine as she sank to the floor before me. I unfastened my pants, freeing my cock, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
As Margaret took my cock into her mouth, I was consumed by an overwhelming sense of power and satisfaction. The world was mine to conquer, and I would take everything I desired without mercy or restraint. I looked down at her, watching as she struggled to take my entire length into her throat, her eyes watering with the effort.
"That's it, my little slut," I growled, my voice thick with lust and dominance. "Choke on my cock. Show me how much you want to please your master."
Margaret gagged, her body convulsing as she fought to accommodate my size. The sound of her desperate, muffled cries filled the room, a symphony of submission that only served to heighten my arousal. "Aggggh... aagggghh... nggggggh..." she choked out, her voice a garbled mess of servitude and desire.
The sloppy, wet sounds of her saliva coating my cock echoed through the air, a filthy testament to her eager obedience. Bubbles of spit formed and popped at the corners of her mouth as she bobbed her head, taking me deeper and deeper with each pass. Her tongue worked feverishly, licking and sucking, desperate to bring me pleasure.
I tangled my fingers in her hair, gripping her tightly as I began to fuck her face in earnest. I held her head still, my hips thrusting forward, driving my cock deeper into her throat with each powerful movement.
She gagged and spluttered, her face turning red with the effort, but she never tried to pull away. She was mine, completely and utterly, and she would do anything to serve me.
"Fuck, yes," I groaned, my body tensing as I felt my orgasm building. "This is what you were made for, Margaret. To serve me, to pleasure me, to be my fucking slut."
Her eyes looked up at me, filled with tears and devotion, as she continued to work my cock, her enthusiasm never waning despite her discomfort. And as I came, my cock pulsing and throbbing as I released my load into Margaret's eager mouth.
I came hard inside Margaret's mouth, my cock pulsing and throbbing as I unloaded my hot, sticky seed onto her tongue. I held her head firmly in place, my fingers tangled tightly in her hair, as I watched her struggle to swallow every last drop.
Her eyes watered, and her cheeks hollowed with the effort, but she dutifully obeyed, her throat working as she gulped down my essence.
As the last of my orgasm subsided, I looked down at her, a cruel smile playing on my lips. "That's it, my slutty wife," I growled, my voice laced with malice and satisfaction. "Swallow it all. Show me how much of a whore you are for me."
I reached down, tracing the outline of her jaw with my fingertips, my touch gentle yet firm. "You are mine, Margaret," I reminded her, my voice a low, commanding growl.
Margaret nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, as she finally swallowed the last of my cum. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice hoarse and breathy. "I am yours, and yours alone. I will do anything to please you, to be your slutty wife." Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire
Margaret diligently licked my cock clean, her tongue working meticulously to ensure that not a single drop of my essence remained. As she finished her task, I noticed Julie, Jessica, and Karen entering the room. Their eyes widened slightly as they took in the scene before them, Margaret on her knees, her lips glistening with the remnants of our encounter.
Karen, always the more playful of the group, couldn't resist the opportunity to tease Margaret. "Looks like someone's having milk for breakfast," she quipped, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips.
The room filled with chuckles, the other women amused by Karen's remark. Margaret, however, blushed deeply, her embarrassment evident as she averted her gaze, unable to meet the eyes of her friends.
I looked around the room, taking stock of who was present. Paige was notably absent, but I decided to proceed with the plans at hand. "Alright, everyone," I announced, my voice commanding attention. "It's time for us to move to our new house. Jessica," I said, turning my gaze to her, "I've decided to handle the situation with your husband and daughter after we've settled in there."
Jessica nodded her expression a mix of relief and apprehension. She understood that her family's fate was in my hands, and she trusted me to deal with them as I saw fit.
With everyone in agreement, we began to prepare for the move. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and excitement as we readied ourselves for the next chapter of our lives.
The new house in Beverly Hills was more than just a change of scenery; it was a symbol of our growing power and influence, a testament to our unstoppable ambition.
I swiftly instructed SERA to arrange a private plane for us. Within moments, SERA replied, ''Master, it's taken care of. The private plane will be ready shortly, and I will inform you when everything is set."
As we prepared to leave, SERA continued, "Master, I have something to report to you."
I paused, turning my attention to the AI. "Go ahead, SERA. What is it?"
SERA began its update, "Master, our new investment company has started generating substantial profits. Initially, I instructed the artificial humans to take out loans to facilitate future trades. As of now, all loans have been repaid, and we have made a profit of $6 billion in just two days of future trading."
I nodded, impressed with the rapid success. SERA continued, "Additionally, our new social media platform, Immortal Feeds, is now live. I have started posting anime versions of movie trailers generated under the banner of our Immortal Enterprises Production House. The response has been overwhelmingly positive, with users and critics alike praising the innovative content."
SERA then reported, "With these developments, you have become a super successful business tycoon in the eyes of the outside world. Your photo and bio are now featured on the official websites of every company under our umbrella, introducing you as the visionary behind our empire."
I smiled, feeling a surge of satisfaction and pride. The world was finally recognizing my achievements and the power I held. With SERA's unwavering support and the dedication of my team, our empire was growing stronger by the day.
Stella approached me, her eyes cast downward in a show of respect and shyness. Her voice was soft and tentative as she spoke, her gaze flickering briefly to my cock before returning to the floor. "Master... breakfast is ready," she murmured, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink.
I looked up at her, a playful smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "Very well, let's go," I agreed, nodding. Then, addressing the room, I announced, "Everyone, let's gather for breakfast first." My voice was firm yet warm, extending an invitation that was hard to resist. I quickly pulled on my pants and stood up, ready to lead the way.
The group began to move towards the dining table, the sound of chairs being pulled out and silverware clinking filling the air. Stella, ever the professional, began to serve breakfast to each person, her movements graceful and efficient.
She started with me, approaching my side with a plate laden with delicious food. As she leaned in to place the dish before me, I couldn't help but admire her form.
The maid costume she wore accentuated her curves, the fabric hugging her generous hips and ample breasts. Her ass moved enticingly as she walked, the firm, rounded cheeks begging to be squeezed and admired.
Her breasts jiggled slightly with each movement, the creamy mounds threatening to spill forth from the confines of her uniform.
I felt a stirring in my loins as I watched her, my cock beginning to harden at the sight of her luscious body so tantalizingly displayed.
The thought of reaching out and grabbing a handful of her supple flesh, of feeling her nipples harden beneath my touch, was almost too tempting to resist.
As Stella continued to serve the others, I allowed my gaze to linger on her, appreciating the view and the knowledge that she was mine to command, mine to enjoy.
The others at the table seemed to share my sentiment, their eyes following her movements with a mix of admiration and desire.
Once Stella had finished serving everyone and took her position to the side, I looked up at her and beckoned her over. "Stella, come here and eat with us," I commanded, my voice firm yet inviting.
Stella hesitated, her eyes widening slightly as she wrung her hands together anxiously. "Master... I am a maid. It would not be proper for me to dine with you," she murmured, her voice laced with uncertainty and apprehension.
I realized then that I had set her knowledge and protocols to that of a traditional maid. While Margaret, designed to be my personal secretary, had no such reservations, Stella was bound by her programming to maintain certain boundaries.
I raised an eyebrow, my voice taking on a stern edge. "So, are you going to deny your master's order now, Stella?" I asked, my gaze locked onto hers, challenging her to defy me.
Stella hesitated, her anxiety palpable as she shifted uncomfortably on her feet. "No, Master... I wouldn't dare," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I held up a hand, silencing her protests. "Come here, Stella," I commanded, my voice brooking no argument.
Stella walked over to my side, her steps tentative and uncertain. As she reached me, she looked around the table, realizing that there was no empty chair for her to sit in.
Before she could react, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto my lap, my cock pressing firmly against her ass, making her gasp in surprise.
"Ah!" she exclaimed, her body tensing as she tried to stand back up. I held her tightly in place, my arms wrapping around her waist, preventing her from escaping.
"Where do you think you're going, Stella?" I growled, my voice low and commanding. "I gave you an order, and you will obey it."
Stella squirmed on my lap, her ass rubbing against my growing erection as she tried to find a comfortable position. I could feel her breath hitch as she realized the effect she was having on me, her body tensing in anticipation.
Stella sat sideways on my lap, her face visible to me as she perched uncomfortably on my growing erection. I moved my hands to grab my plate and offered her a bite. "Eat with me, Stella," I commanded, my voice gentle yet firm. This time, she did not disobey. She took the spoon from me and fed me a piece of food before taking a bite for herself from the same utensil.
The other women at the table noticed our intimate arrangement and chuckled softly, their eyes sparkling with amusement and intrigue. I held Stella's hips with one hand and lifted her slightly, using my other hand to remove my pants, freeing my cock and pressing it firmly against her ass as I pulled her back onto my lap.
I noticed that Stella was wearing a maid skirt, and a wicked idea crossed my mind. I wanted to make this even more interesting. With a thought, I retrieved a pair of scissors from the System storage and lifted Stella once more. Before she could react, I tore a hole in her skirt, exposing her white, sock-like panties directly through the new opening.
Stella gasped, her body tensing as she realized what I had done. She looked back at me, her cheeks flushing a deep red. "Master...." she murmured, her voice a mix of embarrassment and anticipation.
Julie, sitting beside me, also noticed the situation and blushed, her mind racing with thoughts of what I might do next. Explore stories at My Virtual Library Empire
Jessica, Margaret, and Karen, seated further away, were oblivious to the details of our interaction. They merely saw Stella leaning against the dining table, her body language hinting at something more provocative happening beneath the surface.
I pulled Stella back to sit on my lap, the head of my cock now pressing firmly against her panties. I could feel the heat of her body through the thin fabric, and I knew that she could feel my hardness pressing insistently against her. She squirmed slightly, her breath hitching as she awaited my next move.
I reached down and roughly pulled her panties to the side, exposing her naked pussy to my eager cock. The head of my cock pressed against her wet folds, and I could feel her body tense in anticipation. I held her hips firmly, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I began to move her body back and forth, grinding her against my length.
I could see the effect I was having on her, her pussy beginning to drip with arousal, her juices coating my cock as I slid it against her. Stella's breath hitched, her body quivering as she struggled to maintain her composure, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, "Stella, are you ready to take your Master's cock in your virgin pussy? Are you ready to let your pussy taste the cum of your Master?" My voice was low and husky, laced with lust and dominance.
Stella's eyes widened, her body tensing at my words. She looked back at me, her expression a mix of fear, excitement, and submission. "Master... I... I don't know if I can..." she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.
I chuckled, a low, rumbling sound in my chest. "Don't worry, Stella. I will make sure you can take every inch of me. I will make sure your pussy knows who it belongs to," I growled, my voice filled with determination and desire.
I could feel Stella's body relaxing slightly, her hips beginning to move in sync with mine, her pussy growing wetter and more eager with each passing moment. I knew that she was mine for the taking, mine to enjoy, mine to deflower and claim as my own.
"Master... please... be gentle..." she whispered, her voice a soft, pleading murmur.
I smiled a wicked, predatory grin. "Gentle? Where's the fun in that, Stella? I'm going to fuck you hard and deep, and you're going to love every second of it," I promised, my voice a dark, seductive purr.
With a firm grip on her hips, I lifted Stella slightly, positioning the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I could feel her tense, her body anticipating the inevitable. With a swift, decisive motion, I pulled her down onto my cock, impaling her on my length.
Stella threw her head back, a loud, piercing scream escaping her lips. "AAAAAAAH!" she cried out, her body convulsing as she struggled to accommodate my size. The head of my cock was now lodged firmly inside her tight, virgin pussy, the sensation reminiscent of when I first took Margaret.
The sudden, intense sound of Stella's moan drew the attention of the other women at the table. Jessica, Margaret, Karen, and Julie exchanged curious glances before slipping under the table to investigate the source of the commotion.
As they huddled beneath the table, their eyes widened in shock and awe at the sight before them. Stella's body was stretched taut, her pussy lips wrapped tightly around my cock, and her maid skirt hitched up to reveal her exposed, impaled form.
I could hear their collective gasp of breath, the sound filled with a mix of surprise, disbelief, and arousal. Their eyes were locked onto the scene, unable to look away from the raw, primal act unfolding before them.
"Oh my god, is he fucking her right here at the table?" Jessica whispered her voice a mix of shock and excitement.
Margaret, having experienced my size and dominance firsthand, simply watched with a knowing smile, her eyes filled with memories of her own deflowering.
Julie, her cheeks flushed with arousal, couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Stella's trembling thigh, offering a silent show of support and solidarity.
I grinned wickedly, knowing that the others were watching, their eyes glued to the debauchery unfolding before them. I held Stella firmly in place, my cock throbbing inside her as I allowed her body to adjust to my size.
"Master... it's too big... it hurts..." Stella whimpered, her voice a soft, pleading murmur.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. "The pain will pass, Stella. And then, all you'll feel is pleasure. Now, be a good girl and take every inch of your Master's cock," I growled, my voice a dark, commanding purr.
I tightened my grip on Stella's hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I forcefully pulled her down, impaling her completely on my cock. Her scream filled the air, a raw, primal sound that sent a thrill of dominance and lust coursing through my veins. "AAAAAAAAAH Master AAAAAAAAAAH!" she cried out, her voice hoarse and strained as she struggled to take my entire length.
Her body trembled violently, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching around my shaft as she was overwhelmed by the intense sensation of being filled so completely. I could feel her body pulsing, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice as she began to cum, her orgasm tearing through her with a force that left her breathless and shaking.
As Stella's climax peaked, her body released a sudden, powerful gush of liquid, her squirt drenching the women huddled beneath the table. Their surprised gasps filled the air, mingling with Stella's cries of pleasure and pain.
"Oh my god, she's squirting!" Jessica exclaimed, her voice a mix of shock and awe as she quickly moved out of the way to avoid the sudden downpour.
Karen, her eyes wide with disbelief, couldn't help but reach out and touch the hot, slick fluid, her fingers tracing the path of Stella's release as it coated the table and floor. "This is so fucking hot," she murmured, her voice filled with lust and envy.
Margaret, ever the composed one, simply watched with a satisfied smile, her eyes reflecting her own memories of pleasure and submission. She reached out and gently stroked Stella's trembling calf, offering a silent show of support and approval.
Julie, her cheeks flushed with arousal, licked her lips as she watched the scene unfold, her body responding to the raw, primal display of dominance and surrender. "Jack is truly incredible," she whispered, her voice filled with admiration and desire.
I grinned wickedly, my cock throbbing inside Stella as I felt her orgasm subside, her body going limp in my arms. I held her tightly, supporting her as she recovered from the intense sensation.
"Master... that was... incredible..." Stella panted, her voice breathless and filled with awe.
I chuckled, a low, satisfied sound. "And we're just getting started, Stella. Just wait until you feel what I have in store for you next," I promised, my voice a dark, seductive purr.
Stella suddenly gasped, a deep, throaty moan escaping her lips. "Hmmmmmm..." I looked down, my curiosity piqued, and noticed Karen positioned beneath the table, her face pressed against Stella's pussy. Karen's tongue was working eagerly, licking and teasing Stella's clit with skilled, precise movements.
The sight of Karen's mouth on Stella's pussy, combined with the sensation of my cock buried deep inside her, sent a throb of intense arousal coursing through me.
I could feel Stella's body responding to the dual stimulation, her inner muscles clenching and releasing around my shaft as Karen's tongue brought her closer to another orgasm. The sight was intoxicating, and I knew I couldn't hold back any longer. Stay connected through My Virtual Library Empire
With a firm grip on Stella's waist, I began to fuck her in earnest, my hips thrusting upward as I drove my cock deep into her pussy. Each powerful thrust elicited a cry of pleasure and pain from Stella, her voice filling the air with a symphony of submission and ecstasy. "AAAAAAH Master AAAAAH AAH AAAAAH!" she screamed, her body convulsing as I claimed her, fucked her, and possessed her completely.
The other women watched in awe, their eyes wide with a mix of shock, envy, and lust as they took in the raw, primal scene unfolding before them. The room was filled with the sounds of our fucking, the wet, slapping noises of my cock ramming into Stella's pussy, and the soft, eager lapping of Karen's tongue against her clit.
"Fuck, that's so hot," Jessica murmured, her voice breathless as she watched the action, her own body responding to the intense, erotic display.
Margaret, her eyes locked onto the scene, reached out and gently caressed Stella's trembling thigh, offering a silent show of support and encouragement. "You're doing so well, Stella," she cooed, her voice soft and soothing.
Julie, her cheeks flushed with arousal, couldn't help but reach out and touch my thigh, her fingers tracing the taut muscles as they flexed and released with each powerful thrust. "Master is truly a god among men," she whispered, her voice filled with admiration and desire.
I grunted, my body tensing as I felt my own orgasm building, the intense pleasure of Stella's tight, wet pussy and the knowledge of Karen's eager participation pushing me closer to the edge.
"Master... I... I can't... I can't hold back..." Stella panted, her voice breathless and desperate as she neared her second climax.
I growled, a low, feral sound, as I felt her body tense and her pussy clamp down around my cock. "Cum for me, Stella. Cum all over my cock like a good little slut," I commanded, my voice dark and demanding.
I tightened my grip on Stella's hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I began to bounce her up and down on my cock, using her body as a mere toy for my pleasure. She gasped, her breath hitching as I controlled her movements, impaling her repeatedly on my thick, hard cock.
I synchronized my own hips, thrusting upward to meet her descending body, creating a brutal, relentless rhythm that left her helpless and overwhelmed.
Stella's screams filled the air, her voice raw and hoarse as she was consumed by the intense, punishing fuck. "AAAAAAAAAH Master I AM CUMMING AAAAAAAAAAH!" she cried out, her body trembling violently as she was thrown over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her breathless and shaking.
Her pussy clamped down around my cock, her inner muscles pulsing and convulsing as she came hard and fast. I could feel her juices gushing out, coating my cock and thighs as she squirted, her release a tangible testament to the intensity of her climax.
The other women watched in awe and shock, their eyes wide as they took in the raw, primal display of dominance and submission. The room was filled with the sounds of our fucking, the wet, slapping noises of our bodies colliding, and the desperate, gasping cries of Stella's surrender.
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"Oh my god, she's cumming so hard..." Jessica murmured, her voice a mix of disbelief and envy as she watched Stella's body convulse and tremble.
Karen, her face still pressed against Stella's pussy, lapped eagerly at the gushing fluids, her tongue working feverishly to catch every drop of her release. "Mmm, she tastes so fucking good," she moaned, her voice muffled and eager.
Margaret, ever the composed one, simply watched with a satisfied smile, her eyes reflecting her own memories of pleasure and submission. "Stella is truly blessed to have Master claim her so completely," she cooed, her voice soft and approving.
Julie, her cheeks flushed with arousal, reached out and gently stroked my thigh, her fingers tracing the taut muscles as they flexed and released with each powerful thrust. " Jack is truly a force to be reckoned with," she whispered, her voice filled with admiration and desire.
I grunted, my body tensing as I felt my own orgasm building, the intense pleasure of Stella's tight, convulsing pussy pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel her body going limp in my arms, her strength sapped by the force of her climax, but I didn't let up. I continued to fuck her, to use her, to claim her completely as my own.
"Master... please... it's too much..." Stella begged, her voice a soft, pleading whimper as she struggled to catch her breath.
I growled, a low, feral sound, as I felt her body tense again, another orgasm building within her. "It's never too much for my little slut," I snarled, my voice dark and demanding. "Now, cum for me again, Stella. Show me how much you love being fucked by your Master."
Stella was gasping and moaning, her breath coming in short, desperate pants as I continued to fuck her relentlessly. "Ah ah hmmmm aaah aah ah aaah aaah!" she cried out, her voice breathless and hoarse as she was helplessly impaled on my cock, her body trembling with each powerful thrust.
I stood up, my hips never ceasing their punishing rhythm, and Stella instinctively supported herself by grasping the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white as she braced against my onslaught.
With Stella bent over the table, I had even more leverage to fuck her deeply and mercilessly. Her body shook with each impact, her breasts heaving with exertion as she struggled to absorb the force of my thrusts.
The new position allowed the women hidden beneath the table an even clearer view of the action, their eyes wide with a mix of shock, awe, and lust as they watched my cock ramming into Stella's pussy with brutal, unyielding force.
Jessica, Karen, and the others could see every detail of our fucking, the way my thick, hard cock stretched and filled Stella's tight, wet pussy, the way her lips clung to my cock as I withdrew, only to be brutally thrust back in.
They could see the sheen of sweat on our bodies, the trembling of Stella's thighs as she struggled to maintain her footing, and the fierce, primal intensity etched onto my face as I claimed her, fucked her and possessed her completely.
"Oh my god, look at the size of his cock..." Jessica murmured, her voice filled with awe and disbelief as she watched my cock disappear into Stella's pussy, only to reemerge glistening with her juices.
Karen, her eyes wide with envy and desire, reached out and gently touched Stella's trembling thigh, her fingers tracing the taut muscles as they flexed and released with each powerful thrust. "She's taking it so well... I wish it was me..." she whispered, her voice filled with longing.
Margaret, ever the observant one, noted the way Stella's body responded to mine, the way her hips pushed back to meet my thrusts, the way her pussy clenched and released around my cock. "Stella is truly made for Master's pleasure," she cooed, her voice soft and approving.
Julie, her cheeks flushed with arousal, couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke my thigh once more, her fingers lingering on the taut muscles as she marveled at the raw, primal display before her.
I grunted, my body tensing as I felt my own orgasm building, the intense pleasure of Stella's tight, gripping pussy, and the knowledge of the women watching pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel Stella's body tensing as well, another orgasm building within her as she neared her breaking point.
"Master... please... I can't... I can't take anymore..." Stella begged, her voice a soft, pleading whimper as she struggled to catch her breath.
I growled, a low, feral sound, as I felt her body tense again, her pussy clamping down around my cock as she came once more, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her breathless and shaking.
"You can and you will, Stella," I snarled, my voice dark and demanding. "Now, take every last inch of your Master's cock and milk it for all it's worth."
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I thrust my hips forward with renewed vigor, feeling the urgent need to cum building within me. Stella's pussy was already gripping my cock tightly, her inner muscles clenching and releasing as she rode the waves of her own orgasm.
The intense sensation of her velvety walls squeezing my cock pushed me closer to the edge, my body tensing as I prepared to unleash my load.
With a firm grip on her waist, I delivered a final, powerful thrust, burying my cock deep inside her pussy. I held her tightly against me, my hips pressed firmly against her ass as I began to spurt my hot cum, filling her completely. "AAAAAAA Take it Stella, take your Master's reward!" I growled, my voice a dark, commanding roar as I claimed her, marked her, and made her mine.
Stella cried out, her body convulsing as she felt my hot seed flooding her pussy, the sensation sending her over the edge once more. Her inner muscles milked my cock, drawing out every last drop of my cum as she shook and trembled with the force of her own climax.
"Ah! Master! I can feel it! I can feel your hot cum filling me!" she screamed, her voice hoarse and breathless as she took my essence deep within her.
The women beneath the table watched in awe and envy as my cock pulsed and throbbed, emptying my load into Stella's eager pussy. They could see the way her body responded to mine, the way her hips pushed back against me, the way her pussy gripped my cock, drawing out every last drop of my cum.
Jessica, her eyes wide with lust and desire, reached out and gently touched my thigh, her fingers lingering on the taut muscles as she marveled at the raw, primal display before her. "I wish that was me... I wish I could feel Jack's hot cum filling me..." she whispered, her voice filled with longing.
Karen, her face flushed with arousal, couldn't help but reach out and touch Stella's trembling thigh, her fingers tracing the slick, glistening skin as she watched my cock pulsing within her. "Look at the way her pussy is gripping his cock... It's like she never wants to let it go..." she murmured, her voice filled with admiration and envy.
Margaret, ever the observant one, noted the way Stella's body responded to my cum, the way her muscles tensed and released, the way her breath hitched and caught as she rode the waves of her own orgasm. "Stella is truly blessed to have Master claim her so completely," she cooed, her voice soft and approving.
As the last of my cum spurted into Stella's pussy, I held her tightly against me, my body shaking with the force of my own orgasm. I could feel her body trembling, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she struggled to recover from the intense, overwhelming sensation of our shared climax.
"Master... thank you... thank you for claiming me, for making me yours..." Stella whispered, her voice soft and filled with gratitude as she looked back at me, her eyes shining with tears of joy and submission.
I smiled, a soft, satisfied curve of my lips as I gently stroked her back, my touch a soothing, comforting caress. "You're welcome, Stella. You are mine, now and forever, and I will always cherish and protect what is mine."
I slowly withdrew my cock from Stella's pussy, the sensation of her tight, gripping walls reluctantly releasing me sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. As I pulled out completely, a rush of my cum gushed from her pussy, the thick, white fluid dripping down her thighs and onto the floor.
Karen, ever eager to please, quickly positioned herself beneath Stella, her mouth open and ready to catch the falling cum. Her tongue darted out, lapping at the mixture of our fluids as it dripped from Stella's swollen, well-fucked pussy.
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Jessica and the others, not wanting to be left out, joined Karen beneath the table, their tongues and mouths working eagerly to clean Stella's pussy and thighs, licking up every last drop of my cum.
As the women feasted on the remnants of our passion, licking and sucking every last drop of cum from Stella's pussy and thighs, I heard the sound of heels clicking against the floor. I looked up to see Paige entering the room, her eyes widening as she took in the debauched scene before her.
She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over the tangle of limbs and bodies, the writhing, moaning mess of our shared lust and desire. A slow, wicked smile spread across her lips as she absorbed the spectacle, her eyes gleaming with amusement and arousal.
"Well, well, well," she purred, her voice a sultry, provocative drawl. "Looks like I'm just in time for the fun." With a sway of her hips, she sauntered towards us, her heels clicking against the floor with each deliberate step.
With Paige's arrival, the atmosphere in the room shifted, the air growing thick with anticipation and lust as the women turned their attention to me, their eyes filled with desire and hunger. I could see the need in their gazes, the longing for my touch, my cock, my dominance. And I was more than ready to give them what they craved.
Another sex marathon began at the dining table, a writhing, moaning tangle of limbs and bodies as I took each woman, one by one, claiming their pussies and asses with equal fervor. The room was filled with the sounds of our fucking, the wet, slapping noises of our bodies colliding, the desperate, gasping cries of pleasure and surrender.
I fucked Jessica hard and deep, her body bent over the table as I took her from behind, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice as I filled her with my hot cum. She screamed and squirted, her body convulsing as she came hard and fast, her pussy milking my cock for all it was worth.
Karen was next, her eager, willing body spread out before me like a feast as I took her ass, my cock stretching and filling her tight, virgin hole. She cried out, her body tensing as I claimed her, fucked her and made her mine. I could feel her ass gripping my cock, drawing me in deeper as I spilled my seed into her, marking her as my property.
Margaret, ever the dutiful secretary, was more than willing to please me, her body open and ready for my touch. I took her on the table, her legs spread wide as I fucked her pussy, my cock sliding in and out of her slick, wet folds with ease. She came with a scream, her body squirting as she took my cum deep inside her.
Julie, her cheeks flushed with arousal, was eager to join in the fun, her body writhing and grinding against mine as I took her ass, my cock stretching and filling her tight, eager hole. She moaned and cried out, her body trembling as she came, her ass milking my cock as I filled her with my hot cum.
Paige, her eyes filled with lust and desire, was the final conquest of the night. I took her hard and fast, my cock claiming her pussy and ass with equal vigor as she screamed and squirted, her body convulsing as she took my cum deep inside her.
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With a final, powerful thrust, I buried my cock deep inside Paige, feeling her body tense and convulse as she cried out in ecstasy. As her orgasm subsided, I slowly withdrew my cock from her, the sensation of her tight, gripping walls reluctantly releasing me sending a shiver of satisfaction down my spine.
I looked around the room, taking in the aftermath of our shared passion and debauchery. Julie and Karen lay sprawled across the dining table, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum, their chests heaving with exhaustion. Their eyes were closed, their limbs entwined as they basked in the glow of their shared pleasure and surrender.
On the floor, Jessica, Margaret, and Stella lay in a tangle of limbs and bodies, their breath coming in soft, desperate gasps as they recovered from the intense, overwhelming sensations of our shared encounter. Their skin was flushed, their hair disheveled, and their bodies marked with the evidence of our collective lust and desire.
As I surveyed the scene, I felt a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over me. I had claimed each and every one of these women, had fucked them, possessed them, and made them mine. Their pleasure was a testament to my dominance, my virility, and my insatiable appetite.
With a contented sigh, I sat down on the nearest chair. Paige, her body limp and exhausted, curled up in my arms, her head resting against my chest as she struggled to catch her breath.
I held her close, my arms wrapped protectively around her as I stroked her back, my touch gentle and soothing.
I carried each of them to the bathroom and we took a hot shower together where I once again fucked their mouth and gave them deep throat, cumming inside their mouth and shoved my cock inside Margaret's anal giving her a good ramming.
After we emerged from the bathroom, refreshed and rejuvenated, I glanced at my watch and noticed it was already late at night, around 9 PM. I recalled that I had instructed SERA to book a private plane to take us directly to Beverly Hills.
"SERA, what's the status of our flight?" I inquired, my voice steady and commanding.
SERA responded promptly, "Master, the private plane will be ready for departure at approximately 10 PM. Everything is in order and awaiting your arrival."
I nodded, satisfied with the update, and made my way to the living room to wait. Soon, the women began to emerge from their showers, their faces flushed and their bodies wrapped in towels. They looked refreshed and ready for the next leg of our journey.
"Everyone, get dressed and prepare to leave," I instructed, my voice firm yet gentle. "The plane will be waiting for us at the airport, and we need to be there by 10 PM."
The women moved quickly, gathering their belongings and getting dressed. Within a short time, everyone was ready, and we made our way to the car.
The drive to the airport was smooth and uneventful, the anticipation of our new life in Beverly Hills filling the air with a sense of excitement and possibility.
As we pulled up to the airport, the car rolled to a smooth stop. The women, their eyes wide with anticipation and excitement, quickly exited the vehicle, eager to begin the next leg of our journey. I stepped out last, taking a moment to pause and survey the area. The parking lot was quiet, with no one else in sight.
Despite my newfound wealth and the ability to buy any car in the world, this vehicle held sentimental value. It was my first car, a symbol of my journey and achievements. I decided to keep it as a collection, a reminder of where I started.
Before storing my car in the system storage, I wanted to ensure our privacy and security. I turned to SERA, my voice low and commanding. "SERA, scan the area for any cameras or surveillance equipment."
SERA responded promptly, its virtual eyes scanning the environment. "Master, I have detected a camera pointed toward the parking area. It is located on the southeast corner of the building, approximately 30 meters away."
I nodded, my mind already formulating a plan. "SERA, can you access and control the camera's feed?"
"Yes, Master," SERA replied efficiently. "I have infiltrated the camera's system and have gained control of the recording."
A satisfied smile played on my lips as I gave my next command. "Good. Loop the last five minutes of footage without our presence and erase any record of our arrival. Ensure that no one can trace our movements or identify us from the surveillance."
SERA acknowledged the order. "Understood, Master. The camera feed has been successfully altered, and all traces of our arrival have been erased."
Turning to the women, I saw their eager faces waiting for my lead. "Alright, everyone," I said, my voice filled with confidence and determination. "Let's head inside and board our plane. Our new life in Beverly Hills awaits."
I looked at Julie and the others, a smile playing on my lips. "Once we reach Beverly Hills, I'll buy a new car for each of you," I announced, my voice filled with generosity and warmth.
The women's faces lit up, their eyes shining with gratitude and excitement. Julie beamed at me, her smile radiant and genuine. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice soft and appreciative. The others echoed her sentiment, their voices a chorus of thanks and anticipation.
Together, we entered the airport, our steps confident and our spirits high. The private plane awaited us on the tarmac, a gleaming symbol of our new life and the adventures that lay ahead. As we approached the aircraft, I could feel the energy of the group shifting, the reality of our new beginning sinking in.
I paused at the foot of the stairs leading up to the plane, turning to face the women. "This is it," I said, my voice filled with determination and pride. "The start of our new life together. Are you ready?"
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With a satisfied smile, I led the way up the stairs and into the luxurious cabin of the private plane. The journey ahead was filled with promise and potential, and I knew that with these women by my side, anything was possible.
As I stepped into the cabin of the private plane, my eyes were immediately drawn to a striking figure standing at the ready. There, waiting for us, was a sexy and slim beauty serving as the air hostess.
Her height was impressive, around 6 feet tall, with a graceful and elegant bearing. Her face was a vision of charm and allure, with high cheekbones, full lips, and captivating eyes that sparkled with warmth and professionalism.
The two male pilots were also present, standing respectfully to the side, but my focus was entirely on the enchanting air hostess. She commanded the room with her presence, her uniform fitting her perfectly, accentuating her curves in all the right places. Her smile was inviting, and her demeanor exuded a mix of confidence and grace.
I couldn't help but feel a surge of interest and desire. She was a new challenge, a fresh conquest waiting to be claimed. My mind raced with possibilities and strategies, already formulating a plan to make her mine.
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"Welcome aboard, sir," she greeted her voice a melodic blend of professionalism and charm. "My name is Elizabeth, and I'll be your air hostess for this flight. If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask."
I smiled, my eyes meeting hers with a mix of appreciation and intent. "Thank you, Elizabeth. I'm sure we'll have a very pleasant flight."
As the women filed into the cabin, taking their seats and settling in, I couldn't help but steal glances at Elizabeth. Her every movement was fluid and graceful, and her interactions with the other passengers were polite and attentive. She was a professional, but there was an underlying sensuality to her that was impossible to ignore.
I found my new target and the thrill of the chase sent a rush of adrenaline through my veins. This flight was about to get a lot more interesting.
I settled into my seat, the luxurious leather enveloping me as the plane began to taxi down the runway. As we ascended, I couldn't help but notice Elizabeth, the air hostess, stealing glances at me. Whenever I caught her eye, she would quickly look away, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. Her coyness only served to pique my interest further.
Around me, Jessica and the other women were engaged in a lively conversation about the company and our upcoming ventures in Beverly Hills. Their voices were a blend of excitement and anticipation, but my focus remained on Elizabeth. I wanted to know more about her, to understand her background and her desires.
Subtly, I activated the AI lens integrated into my vision, scanning Elizabeth as she moved gracefully through the cabin. The data streamed into my field of view, providing me with a wealth of information:
Name: Elizabeth Hartley
Age: 34
Marital Status: Divorced
Relationship Status: Single, no current partners
Children: None
A satisfied smile played on my lips as I absorbed the details. Elizabeth was unattached, free from the complications of a relationship or family. This made her an even more enticing target, a clean slate ready to be claimed and molded to my desires.
I excused myself from the conversation and made my way to the bathroom, wanting a moment of privacy to gather my thoughts. As I stood before the mirror, I examined my reflection, noting that despite the significant increase in my charm attributes, my physical appearance remained unchanged.
Yet, I could feel the subtle shift in the way others reacted to me, the magnetic pull that drew their attention and admiration. Elizabeth's stolen glances were a testament to that.
I splashed some water on my face, the cool liquid grounding me and sharpening my focus. My charm might not have altered my appearance, but it was clearly working in other ways, drawing Elizabeth to me like a moth to a flame. I knew that with the right approach, she would be mine.
As I stepped out of the bathroom, I caught Elizabeth's eye once more. This time, she held my gaze for a moment longer before looking away, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. I smiled a slow, confident curve of my lips, knowing that the game was on.
I approached Elizabeth as she stood in the galley, preparing drinks for the other passengers. Leaning against the counter, I engaged her in conversation, my voice smooth and inviting. "So, Elizabeth, how long have you been an air hostess?"
She looked up at me, her eyes meeting mine briefly before she continued her task. "Eight years now," she replied, her voice polite and professional. "I've always enjoyed traveling and having the opportunity to meet new people."
I nodded, my interest genuine. "That's impressive. And what do you like to do when you're not flying?" I asked, my voice a low, engaging murmur.
Elizabeth paused, her hands stilling for a moment as she considered my question. "I enjoy reading, mostly," she said, her voice softening slightly. "And I like to hike, to be out in nature."
I smiled, filing away the information for later use. "Those are wonderful pursuits. I am quite invested in my business ventures. Have you heard of Immortal Enterprises?"
Elizabeth shook her head, her eyes curious. "I can't say I have. What is it that you do?"
I leaned in slightly, my voice filled with pride and enthusiasm. "Immortal Enterprises is a cutting-edge conglomerate, with interests in everything from tech and finance to entertainment and real estate. We're always looking for new opportunities and talented individuals to join our team."
Elizabeth's eyes widened, her interest piqued. "That sounds amazing. You must be very successful."
I chuckled, a modest shrug accompanying my smile. "We do alright. In fact, we're celebrating a recent milestone, and I'd love for you to join us. Why don't you come sit with us and have a drink?"
Elizabeth hesitated, her expression torn. "I appreciate the offer, but as an air hostess, I'm not allowed to drink or socialize with passengers during the flight. It's against regulations."
I raised an eyebrow, my voice a low, persuasive purr. "Rules are made to be bent, Elizabeth. Just a few minutes won't hurt. And I promise, I won't tell if you won't."
Elizabeth bit her lip, her eyes filled with temptation and uncertainty. I could see the internal struggle playing out behind her gaze, the desire to join us warring with her sense of duty and professionalism.
Not wanting to give Elizabeth the chance to decline, I acted decisively. I reached out and gently took her hand, my fingers wrapping around hers in a firm yet gentle grip. "Come with me," I said, my voice a low, commanding murmur as I led her towards the seats where the others were gathered.
The women looked up as we approached, their eyes widening with curiosity and amusement as they realized I had found a new target. Julie was the first to react, a warm smile spreading across her lips as she scooted over to make room for Elizabeth.
"Welcome, Elizabeth," Julie said, her voice friendly and inviting. "We're so glad you could join us. I'm Julie, and these are Margaret, Karen, Stella, and Paige."
The other women chimed in with their greetings, their voices a chorus of welcome and approval. Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, her eyes scanning the group before finally taking a seat next to Julie. I could see the mix of nervousness and excitement in her expression, the flush of her cheeks betraying her anticipation. Enjoy exclusive adventures from My Virtual Library Empire
"It's nice to meet all of you," Elizabeth said, her voice soft and slightly breathless. "I hope I'm not intruding."
Margaret waved a dismissive hand, her smile reassuring. "Not at all, dear. We're always happy to have new company. Besides, it's not every day we get to chat with someone as lovely as you."
Karen leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, Elizabeth, how did our dear friend here convince you to join us? I'm sure he can be quite persuasive when he wants to be."
Elizabeth blushed, her eyes darting to me briefly before looking away. "He was very insistent," she admitted, her voice a shy murmur.
Stella giggled, her hand covering her mouth as she tried to suppress her laughter. "That sounds like him. He has a way of getting what he wants."
Paige nodded in agreement, her smile knowing. "Indeed, he does. But we wouldn't have it any other way."
I took a seat next to Elizabeth, my presence commanding and reassuring. "Don't worry, Elizabeth. You're among our friends here. We just want to enjoy your company and get to know you better."
As the conversation flowed, I could see Elizabeth beginning to relax, her initial nervousness giving way to genuine enjoyment. The women engaged her with ease; their warmth and friendliness put her at ease and drew her into the fold.
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As I watched Elizabeth settle into the conversation, her body language relaxing and her smiles coming more easily, I decided to engage her further.
However, just as I was about to speak, she suddenly stood up, a look of remembrance crossing her face. She excused herself from the group and made her way towards the cockpit, her steps graceful and purposeful. Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire
Curious, I followed her, maintaining a respectful distance. I observed as she spoke to the pilots, her voice professional and polite. After a brief conversation, she exited the cockpit, closing the door behind her. She turned to find me standing there, my eyes filled with inquisitive concern.
"Is everything alright, Elizabeth?" I asked, my voice a blend of genuine care and commanding presence.
She smiled, her expression reassuring. "Yes, everything is fine. The pilot just informed me that we will be landing in about 30 minutes." Relieved that there was no cause for alarm, I took a step closer to her, my eyes tracing the contours of her face.
I looked at Elizabeth, my heart pounding as I invoked the Hand of Arousal, eager to explore the depths of our connection. I reached out, my hand gently but firmly cupping her cheek, my thumb softly tracing the line of her jaw. Her skin was hot and smooth beneath my touch, and I felt her breath hitch as she looked up at me, eyes wide with surprise and a growing hunger.
"Elizabeth," I murmured, my voice a low, husky growl. "You are absolutely ravishing. I want you."
The Hand of Arousal worked its magic, and Elizabeth's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her eyes darkening with desire. "I... I want you too," she admitted, her voice a sultry whisper.
I leaned in, my eyes locked onto hers, the air between us crackling with sexual tension. "I can see it in your eyes, Elizabeth. You want this as much as I do."
Her breath hitched again, her body swaying towards mine, drawn by the intense pull between us. I saw the raw desire in her eyes, the longing for intimate, passionate connection.
The tension between us built, the air thick with anticipation and need. With each passing moment, Elizabeth seemed to become more enthralled, more desperate for my touch. I saw the longing in her eyes, the subtle parting of her lips, and I knew that she was mine.
Slowly, deliberately, I leaned in, my eyes never leaving hers. I gave her a moment to pull away, to protest, but she remained still, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. As I reached her lips, I paused for a heartbeat, savoring the moment before I claimed her mouth with a deep, passionate kiss.
Elizabeth's eyes widened in surprise, her body tensing briefly as she registered the intense contact. She hadn't anticipated this bold move, but she quickly surrendered, her eyes fluttering closed as she gave herself over to the sensation. Her hands reached up, tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. Her body pressed against mine, a soft moan escaping her lips as she succumbed to the intense, consuming passion between us.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as my hands explored her body, tracing the curves of her hips, the small of her back. I pulled her closer, feeling her heart race against my chest. Her skin was hot to the touch, her body aching for more. I knew she wanted this, wanted me. And I was more than ready to oblige.
In a flash, Elizabeth pulled away, her cheeks flushed a deep scarlet and her breath coming in rapid, desperate gasps. With a swift and purposeful motion, she reached for the curtain that separated the cockpit and canteen area from the main seating area, drawing it closed and creating a makeshift barrier that offered us a semblance of privacy.
Turning back to me, her eyes were wide and filled with a potent mix of excitement, nervousness, and raw desire. "We shouldn't... Someone might see us..." she whispered, her voice breathless and uncertain, yet laced with a thrilling edge of danger.
I smiled, a slow, reassuring, and hungry curve of my lips. "Don't worry, Elizabeth. They're all occupied, and the curtain will give us just enough privacy. Besides, I can't hold back any longer. I need to taste you, to feel you, to explore every inch of you."
As I leaned in to kiss her again, I watched as the last traces of resistance in her eyes melted away, replaced by a growing inferno of hunger and need.
This time, she met my lips with her own, her body pressing firmly against mine as she surrendered to the moment, to the passion, and to me.
Her hands reached up, grasping at my shirt, pulling me closer as she deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth with an urgency that sent waves of desire crashing through me.
Her breath hitched as my hands roamed her body, tracing the curves of her waist, her hips, and her thighs. I could feel her heart racing, her body aching for more.
She gasped as I lightly grazed her neck with my teeth, her fingers digging into my back as she pulled me even closer. I knew she wanted this, wanted me, and I was more than ready to fulfill her every desire.
With a sense of urgency, I gently but firmly pulled her jacket off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She was wearing a crisp white shirt underneath, the fabric contrasting beautifully with her flushed skin.
My heart raced as I slowly undid the top buttons, revealing more of her smooth, enticing skin. I could feel her breath hitch as my fingers lightly traced the edge of her bra, her body responding with a shiver of anticipation.
I carefully pulled her bra apart, the lace giving way to reveal her breasts, their soft curves pressing against the white fabric of her shirt. The sight of her, so exposed and vulnerable, sent a wave of desire coursing through me. I could see her nipples, hard and erect, pressing against the thin fabric, begging for my touch.
Leaning in, I pressed my lips to the exposed skin of her chest, feeling her heart race beneath my touch. I gently took one of her nipples into my mouth, the fabric of her shirt still a barrier between us, adding a layer of teasing friction. She gasped softly, a low moan escaping her lips as she pressed her body closer to mine.
"Ah..." she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as she gave herself over to the sensation. Her hands reached up, tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer, urging me on.
I took my time, savoring the taste and feel of her. My hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her waist, her hips, and her thighs. I could feel her responding to me, her body arching against mine as she sought more contact, more intimacy. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with need.
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Elizabeth was biting her lips, trying hard to suppress the moans that threatened to escape. I hadn't undressed her fully; instead, I focused on the intense connection between us. I slowly unzipped my pants, freeing myself, feeling a rush of anticipation and desire.
Elizabeth's eyes widened as she looked at me, a gasp escaping her lips at the sight. I could see the mix of surprise and desire in her eyes, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. I took her hand gently, placing it on me, feeling the electric spark of her touch.
"Elizabeth," I murmured, my voice low and husky, "It looks like I need your help."
Her eyes met mine, filled with a blend of nervousness and growing hunger. She hesitated for a moment, her hand trembling slightly, before her fingers wrapped around me, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
I leaned in, pressing my forehead against hers, our breaths mingling as we shared the intense moment. "You feel incredible," I whispered, my voice ragged with desire. Her hand began to move, slowly at first, then with growing confidence, her touch driving me wild.
Her breath hitched, her body pressing closer to mine as she explored me, her touch both tentative and eager. I could feel her heart racing, her body responding to the intense connection between us. Her other hand reached up, tangling in my hair as she pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss.
I hungrily tugged at her top, freeing her breasts, her nipples hard and begging for my touch. I couldn't help but pinch them, rolling the stiff peaks between my fingers, and drawing a gasp from her lips.
The sensation of her nipples hardening under my touch sent a surge of desire through me. Elizabeth's eyes burned into mine as I guided her to her knees, her breath already ragged with desire. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, her anticipation palpable.
I slid my cock between her breasts, the head teasing her nipples, leaving a trail of precum on her skin. The sight of my cock nestled between her soft, supple flesh was almost too much to bear. I watched as she bit her lip, trying in vain to suppress her moans, her eyes glazed over with lust. Her body trembled slightly, every touch and movement amplifying her arousal.
The room seemed to grow hotter, the air thick with our mutual desire. I could feel her heart racing, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps as she struggled to maintain control.
I grasped my cock firmly, placing the tip mere inches from Elizabeth's mouth. Her breath hitched as I commanded, "Taste it, Elizabeth." She looked up at me, a mix of embarrassment and desire flickering in her eyes.
Slowly, she stretched out her tongue, tentatively running it along the sensitive head of my cock. The warm, wet contact sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. I gazed down at her, taking in her disheveled appearance—her flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and the hungry look in her eyes.
She looked so deliciously slutty, completely at my mercy. The urge to thrust my hips forward and drive my cock deep into her throat was overwhelming. I wanted to feel her gag and choke on my length, her eyes watering as she struggled to take every inch of me.
I reached out, tangling my fingers in her hair, and grasped her head firmly. Holding her in place, I began to thrust my hips, driving my cock relentlessly into her mouth and down her throat.
Elizabeth's eyes widened as she struggled to take my length, her hands coming up to grasp at my thighs. I could feel her throat constricting around me, the tight, wet heat drawing a groan from deep within my chest.
The sounds of her choking and gagging filled the air, a symphony of submission that sent a rush of power through me. "Aaggggh, aggggh, nggggh, agggggh," she gurgled, saliva spilling from her lips as she fought to accommodate my size.
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Tears streamed down her cheeks, her mascara running as she looked up at me with watery, pleading eyes. But I couldn't stop, not when her throat felt so incredible, not when she looked so beautifully debauched on her knees before me.
I thrust my cock deep into her mouth, not stopping until my balls pressed firmly against her lips. Elizabeth's face flushed a deep red, her breath completely cut off. She squirmed, her nails digging into my thighs as she desperately tried to accommodate my length. I held myself there, savoring the tight, wet heat of her throat before finally pulling back.
Elizabeth gasped for air, her breaths coming in heavy, ragged pants. I gave her only a moment to recover before I tugged her to her feet, my hands gripping her waist tightly. I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around me as I pinned her against the wall.
"Now it's time," I growled, my voice low and hungry. "Let's see how eager your pussy is for my cock."
I noticed she was wearing stockings. Impatiently, I hooked my fingers into the delicate fabric and tore them away, revealing dark blue panties underneath. The sight of them made my cock throb even more, anticipation coursing through me. I pushed the flimsy fabric aside, exposing her smooth, shaved pussy, already glistening with arousal.
"Were you expecting to take someone's cock today, Elizabeth?" I teased, my voice a low rumble. "Is that why you kept your pussy so clean?"
Elizabeth's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, her eyes widening with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "No," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm not that kind of woman... I just... I just like to keep it clean."
Her nervous explanation only served to heighten my arousal. Without warning, I brought my hand down, delivering a sharp slap to her exposed pussy.
The sound echoed through the room, followed closely by Elizabeth's startled cry. "Aah!" she screamed, her body jerking in response to the sudden, stinging sensation.
Elizabeth quickly clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and alarm. "Don't," she whispered urgently, "someone might hear us."
I grasped her hips tightly, pushing her backwards towards the curtain that separated us from the room where Julie and the others were seated. Elizabeth's hands gripped the fabric tightly, her knuckles turning white as she forced the curtains to remain closed, creating a thin barrier between us and the unsuspecting group.
I positioned my cock at her entrance, feeling the heat of her arousal against my tip. With one swift thrust, I buried my entire length inside her, drawing a muffled gasp from Elizabeth. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand, silencing her as I leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"I don't care if others hear us or not," I growled softly, my voice laced with lust and dominance. "I'm going to fuck you like the slut you are, Elizabeth. And you're going to take every inch of my cock, aren't you?"
Elizabeth's eyes widened even further, her body tensing at my words. She nodded slightly, her breath hot and heavy against my hand. I could feel her heart racing, her body already trembling with a mix of fear and desire.
I grabbed Elizabeth by the waist, my fingers sinking into her supple flesh as I jerked her against me. I rammed my hips forward, impaling her on my cock, her pussy stretching and yielding to accommodate my thick cock.
Elizabeth arched her back, a loud, guttural moan tearing from her throat. "Aaaaaaaah," she screamed, her body convulsing as she struggled to take my cock.
I didn't give a fuck if anyone heard us. I began to pound into her, my hips moving like a jackhammer, my cock plunging in and out of her with a lewd, wet sound.
My balls swung heavily, slapping against her pussy with each forceful thrust, the sound of our flesh colliding filling the air. "Phaaah, phaaah, phaaah," the obscene symphony echoed around us, mingling with Elizabeth's desperate cries.
"Ah, Jack, ah, fuck," she moaned, her voice breathy and ragged. She looked back at me, her eyes glazed with lust and desperation. "My pussy... it can't... can't take it anymore, aaah. You're too big, too much—"
Her words were like gasoline on a fire, igniting something primal and savage within me. I gripped her hips even tighter, my fingers leaving bruises as I fucked her with brutal, unforgiving strokes.
"You can take it, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice a low, dominant rumble. "You're going to take every inch of my cock, and you're going to cum all over it, aren't you?" Her pussy clenched around me in response, her body trembling as she neared the edge.
"Yes," she whimpered, her breath hitching. "I'm cumming, Jack. I'm cumming so hard—aaaah—"
Suddenly, the sharp staccato of heels on the floor cut through the haze of our fucking, growing louder and more insistent with each step. I heard them, but I didn't give a damn. Elizabeth, however, was oblivious, lost in the throes of her orgasm, her body convulsing around my cock. I could feel her pussy pulsing, her wetness coating my length as she came undone.
My enhanced senses picked up the scent of Karen's perfume, the sound of her breath, and the rustle of her clothes as she approached. But it only served to heighten my arousal.
I looked down at Elizabeth, her pussy lips stretched obscenely around my cock, her juices dripping down her thighs. With each thrust, her body jerked forward, her hands gripping the curtain so tightly that it swayed precariously, threatening to expose our illicit act.
"Jack," Karen called out, her voice growing closer. "Where are you?"
Elizabeth looked back at me, her eyes wide with a mix of ecstasy and alarm. "Jack," she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. "She's coming. She's going to see us—" But I couldn't stop, not now, not when her pussy was milking my cock so perfectly, not when I was so fucking close to my own release.
"Let her see," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. "Let her watch as I fuck you like the slut you are, Elizabeth. Let her see you take my cock like a good little whore—"
Elizabeth's eyes rolled back, her body shuddering as another orgasm tore through her. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, her wetness gushing around me as she cried out, her voice a hoarse, desperate scream. "Aaaaaah, Jack—I'm cumming again—I can't—I can't stop—"
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I gripped her hips even tighter, my fingers digging into her flesh as I chased my own release. The sound of Karen's heels grew louder, her voice calling out to me again, but I didn't give a fuck.
All that mattered was the feeling of Elizabeth's pussy around my cock, the sound of her cries in my ears, the knowledge that I was using her body for my own pleasure.
With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing as I came, my hot seed filling her pussy. Elizabeth moaned, her body shaking as she took every last drop of my cum, her pussy milking me dry.
I pushed Elizabeth forward as my cock pulsed, emptying my load deep inside her. She stumbled, her face emerging from behind the curtain just as her pussy clamped down on my cock, her own orgasm ripping through her. Her eyes widened in shock and pleasure as she found herself face to face with Karen, who was standing mere inches away.
"Have you seen Jack?" Karen asked, her voice laced with suspicion as she took in Elizabeth's flushed cheeks and parted lips.
Elizabeth's pussy tightened around my cock as the realization of the situation hit her. She was cumming, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm, all while Karen stood there, oblivious to the fact that I was buried deep inside her, my cock throbbing and pulsing with each rope of hot cum I unloaded.
I didn't give a fuck if Karen knew what was happening. I started to move my hips again, my cock sliding in and out of Elizabeth's pussy, drawing a loud, helpless moan from her lips. "Aaaaaah," she cried out, her body trembling as I fucked her, her eyes locked on Karen's.
"Jack is... aah... he's in the bathroom," Elizabeth managed to gasp out, her voice breathy and ragged as I continued to pound into her from behind, my hips moving with a steady, relentless rhythm.
Karen's eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking between Elizabeth's flushed face and the swaying curtain behind her. I quickly activated my AI lens, allowing me to see through the thin fabric.
Karen's expression was a mix of suspicion and amusement, her knowing smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. She knew exactly what was happening, but she didn't let on. Instead, she smiled sweetly and said, "Okay... I'll go wait for him."
As Karen turned to leave, Elizabeth silently retraced her steps, slipping back behind the velvet curtain once more, her presence concealed from view.
I gripped Elizabeth's hips even tighter, my fingers digging into her flesh as I fucked her with renewed vigor. The knowledge that Karen knew what we were doing, that she had seen Elizabeth's pleasured face and heard her moans only served to heighten my arousal.
I could feel Elizabeth's pussy clenching around me, her wetness coating my cock as I slid in and out of her, the sound of our flesh slapping together filling the air.
"She knows, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice a low, dominant rumble. "She knows you're taking my cock like a good little slut, doesn't she? She knows you're cumming all over my dick, isn't that right?"
Elizabeth's only response was a desperate, guttural moan, her body shaking as another orgasm tore through her. I could feel her pussy pulsing, her wetness gushing around me as she came undone, her cries of pleasure filling the air.
"That's it, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice a low, dominant rumble. "Cum for me. Show Karen what a good little whore you are, taking my cock like this. Let her hear you scream my name as you cum all over my dick"
Elizabeth's body shook, her pussy pulsing as another orgasm tore through her. I could feel her wetness gushing around me, her cries of pleasure filling the air. I fucked her through her orgasm, my hips moving with a relentless rhythm, my cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound.
As her orgasm subsided, Elizabeth looked back at me, her eyes glazed with lust and desperation. "Jack," she gasped, her voice ragged. "We should... we should stop. Karen might come back—"
"Fuck Karen," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. "I'm not done with you yet, Elizabeth. I'm not done fucking this tight little pussy—"
I gripped her hips even tighter, my fingers digging into her flesh as I continued to pound into her, my cock throbbing and pulsing with each thrust. Elizabeth's body responded to mine, her pussy clenching around me, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment.
"You're mine, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice a low, possessive rumble. "Your pussy is mine, your pleasure is mine. And I'm going to fuck you until you scream my name until you cum all over my cock again and again—"
Suddenly, the pilot's voice crackled through the speaker, cutting through the haze of our fucking. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are beginning our descent. Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts."
Elizabeth's eyes widened, a mix of panic and lust flickering in their depths. "Jack," she gasped, her voice breathy and urgent. "We have to stop. We have to go back to our seats—"
"Fuck that," I growled, my voice a low, dominant rumble. "I'm not done with you yet, Elizabeth. I'm not done fucking this tight little pussy—"
I increased my pace, my hips slapping against her ass, my cock driving into her with a renewed sense of urgency. The knowledge that we were running out of time, that we could be caught at any moment, only served to heighten my arousal.
"Jack," Elizabeth moaned, her voice a desperate plea. "We can't... we can't get caught. We have to—ah!—we have to stop—"
"We're not stopping, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice laced with lust and dominance. "I'm going to fuck you until I fill this pussy with my cum. I'm going to fuck you until you scream my name until you cum all over my cock one more time—"
Elizabeth's body shook, her pussy pulsing as another orgasm tore through her. I could feel her wetness gushing around me, her cries of pleasure filling the air. I fucked her through her orgasm, my hips moving with a relentless rhythm, my cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound.
The plane began to shake slightly as it descended, the vibrations adding an extra layer of sensation to our illicit encounter. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing as I chased my release. I reached up, tangling my fingers in Elizabeth's hair, and pulled her back against me, my lips finding her ear.
"Cum with me, Elizabeth," I growled, my voice a low, commanding rumble. "Cum with me as I fill this pussy with my hot seed—"
With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing as I came, my hot seed filling her pussy. Elizabeth moaned, her body shaking as she took every last drop of my cum, her pussy milking me dry. We stayed like that, our bodies joined, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as the plane continued its descent.
The plane shook and rattled as it hit a pocket of turbulence, forcing us to the floor. I slowly pulled my cock out of Elizabeth's pussy, a trail of our mixed arousal dripping from her swollen lips. I looked into her eyes, my voice a low, possessive growl. "Elizabeth, you're mine now. You will follow me after we get off this plane."
Elizabeth, now completely under the spell of my Lust Demon ability, looked up at me with a flushed face, her eyes glazed with desire. "I will follow you anywhere, Jack," she whispered, her voice breathy and desperate. "I can't live without your cock now. I need it. I need you."
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I smiled, satisfied with her submission, and helped her to her feet. I grabbed her panties from the floor, sliding them up her trembling legs, the thin fabric immediately soaking through with my cum leaking from her pussy. I buttoned up her shirt and wrapped her jacket around her, concealing the evidence of our illicit encounter.
With Elizabeth dressed, I led her back to the seating area where Jessica and the others were waiting. As we approached, Karen looked up, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. She patted the seat next to her, inviting me to sit down.
"Jack," she purred, her voice low and sultry as she leaned in close. "How was her pussy? Did it milk your cock the way you like?" Her hand rested on her own pussy, her fingers gently patting it, a lewd invitation in her eyes. "Because if not, you can always put it inside my pussy as well." She slapped her pussy twice for emphasis, her eyes never leaving mine.
I looked at Karen, her slutty behavior a clear invitation for more. I leaned in, my voice a low, dominant rumble. "Don't worry, Karen. I promise, your pussy will get the attention it deserves. But for now, be a good girl and wait your turn." I adjusted my cock in my pants, the bulge visible and promising.
Karen bit her lip, a soft moan escaping her throat as she squirmed in her seat. "Yes, Jack," she whispered, her voice laced with anticipation. "I'll be a good girl. I'll wait for you."
Just as I was about to tell Karen to come and sit on my lap, a soft chime echoed in my head—a notification from the SUDIX System. I closed my eyes, accessing the system, and pulled up the notification panel. A grin spread across my face as I saw the reward:
Accomplishment Task: Mile High Club - $50,000
Join the Mile High Club by having sex in an airplane.
I chuckled, closing the system. Fifty thousand dollars for fucking in an airplane. Not bad, not bad at all. But the money was just a bonus. The real reward was the power, the control, the sheer fucking pleasure of owning these women, of bending them to my will, of filling them with my cock and my cum.
-x-X-x-
The plane touched down smoothly, and as the doors opened, I stepped out, Elizabeth dutifully following behind me. As we walked through the airport, a group of artificial humans I had created approached us, their eyes fixed on me with unwavering loyalty.
"Master, this way," one of them said, gesturing towards the exit. "SERA has already arranged for us to pick you up, Master." They turned to Julie and others, their voice polite yet firm. "Madam, this way please."
I looked at them and nodded, a smirk playing on my lips. SERA, my advanced AI, was always thoughtful and efficient. I followed the artificial humans, their sleek forms moving gracefully ahead of me. As we stepped outside, a fleet of Rolls Royces awaited us, their polished exteriors gleaming under the sunlight.
I chose one of the cars and slid into the plush leather seat, Julie and Paige joining me. Their eyes were filled with a mix of admiration and desire, their bodies pressing close to mine. Karen, Margaret, Stella, and Elizabeth were directed to the other cars, each of them casting glances back at me, their expressions a blend of anticipation and submission.
As the convoy of luxury vehicles pulled away from the airport, I leaned back in my seat, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. The mansion awaited, and with it, the promise of more pleasure and control. I looked out the window, watching as the cityscape gave way to the lush, private grounds of my estate.
Paige, on the other side, leaned in closer, her breath hot against my ear. "We're all here for you, Jack," she whispered, her voice laced with desire. "Whatever you need, whatever you want, just say the word."
I smiled, a sense of power and control surging through me. "I know," I said, my voice confident and commanding. "And I intend to take full advantage of that."
The car glided smoothly up to the grand entrance of the mansion. The automatic gates swung open, revealing a long, sweeping driveway lined with meticulously manicured gardens. The mansion itself was a sprawling masterpiece of architecture, surrounded by high walls that ensured complete privacy and security.
As we pulled up to the parking area in front of the entrance, I stepped out of the car, my eyes taking in the magnificence of my estate. The other cars followed suit, and soon, Karen, Margaret, Stella, and Elizabeth joined me, their eyes wide with awe and anticipation.
The artificial humans who had driven us from the airport were now preparing to depart, leaving the remaining Rolls Royce fleet at our disposal. "Master, we will take our leave now," one of them said, bowing respectfully before me. "Please do not hesitate to summon us if you require our services again."
I nodded, acknowledging their obedience. "Very well"
"Master," they responded in unison, their voices devoid of emotion but filled with unwavering loyalty. They turned and entered one of the cars, the engine purring to life as they drove away, leaving the rest of the luxury vehicles parked neatly in the driveway.
I watched as the car disappeared down the long, winding driveway, the automatic gates closing silently behind them. The mansion was now ours alone, a private sanctuary for the indulgences and pleasures that awaited us.
I led the way into the mansion, the grand double doors opening automatically to reveal a breathtaking living room. The space was vast and opulent, with high ceilings, ornate moldings, and luxurious furnishings. A massive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, inviting glow over the entire area.
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I took a moment to appreciate the grandeur of my surroundings, my feet sinking into the plush carpet as I walked further into the room. The swimming pool area was visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the water shimmering invitingly under the sun. The kitchen was a state-of-the-art marvel, equipped with every modern convenience, and the bathrooms were palatial, featuring marble floors and gold fixtures.
As I explored the main living areas, I remembered that this was just one of my properties. I had acquired two more estates just like this one, each a testament to my wealth and power. The thought filled me with a sense of pride and satisfaction.
Turning to the women who had followed me inside, I saw the same mix of awe and desire reflected in their eyes. They were mine, each and every one of them, and this mansion was the perfect setting for the pleasures and indulgences that awaited us.
With a surge of dominance and desire, I strode towards Karen, my eyes locked onto hers. She gasped as I pulled her into a tight embrace, my arms wrapping around her waist. I lifted her effortlessly, her legs instinctively wrapping around my hips as I carried her towards the grand staircase.
"Jack," she breathed, her voice a mix of surprise and anticipation. "What are you doing?"
I smirked, my voice a low growl. "I'm doing what I should have done on the plane," I said, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. "I'm going to destroy that teasing pussy of yours, Karen. You asked for it, and now you're going to get it."
Karen's eyes widened, a flush spreading across her cheeks as she clung to me. "Yes, Jack," she whispered, her voice laced with desire. "I want you to. I want you to destroy me."
I carried her up the stairs, my heart pounding with anticipation. The bedroom was already prepared, the door open and inviting. I stepped inside, kicking the door shut behind me before tossing Karen onto the massive king-sized bed. She bounced slightly, her breath hitching as she looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust and excitement.
"Strip," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for argument. "I want to see every inch of you, Karen. I want to see what's mine."
Karen quickly complied, her hands trembling slightly as she removed her clothes, each piece falling to the floor until she was completely naked before me. I took a moment to appreciate her body, my cock throbbing at the sight of her full breasts, her curves, and the smooth, shaved pussy that was already glistening with arousal.
"That's a good girl," I growled, my voice a low rumble of approval. "Now spread your legs for me, Karen. Show me that pussy that's been teasing me all day."
Karen bit her lip, her breath coming in quick gasps as she spread her legs wide, exposing herself to me completely. I could see her pussy lips parting, her clit swollen and begging for attention. I smiled, a dark and hungry smile, as I began to remove my own clothes, my cock already hard and ready.
I stood at the edge of the bed, my cock hard and throbbing, ready to claim what was mine. "You're mine, Karen," I growled, my voice a low, possessive rumble. I climbed onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs, my eyes locked onto hers. "But first, I want to hear you beg for my cock."
Karen's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desperate desire. She squirmed slightly, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. "Jack," she started, her voice soft and pleading. "Please... please give me your cock. I beg you." Her eyes flicked down to my cock, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.