I crushed her against me, her nipples hardening into tight peaks as they pressed against my chest. Her breath hitched as my hands roamed her body, gripping her hips with fierce possessiveness.
She gasped as I positioned the thick head of my cock at her tight, puckered entrance, feeling the resistance and the promise of what was to come.
"Oh god, Night King," she moaned her voice a mix of anticipation and fear. "Mmm... You're too big. It won't fit. Ahhh—"
Her words turned into a raw, primal scream as I thrust forward, burying my cock deep inside her tight ass. "Aaaah! Fuck!" she cried out, her voice echoing with a blend of pain and pleasure. She clawed at my back, her body tensing as she struggled to take all of me. The sensation of her tight, velvety heat gripping me was almost too much to bear.
"Uh... Uh... It's too much!" she panted, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust.
But I didn't stop. I couldn't. I gripped her ass firmly, holding her in place as I began to move, each thrust deliberate and intense. I leaned down, my voice a low, hungry growl in her ear. "Look at you, taking all of me like you were made for it. Your ass is so fucking tight. Mmm..."
Her body shuddered, her screams turning into a symphony of moans. "Oh god... Oh god... Aaaah!" she cried out, her voice filled with pure pleasure as she surrendered to the raw, primal rhythm of our bodies. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room, each thrust driving us closer to the edge.
"Fuck, you feel so good," I growled, my hips moving faster, harder. "Your ass is gripping me so tight. I can feel you milking my cock. Uhh..."
Her ass clamped down on my cock, gripping me like a vice as I moved my hips back and forth, each thrust drawing a guttural moan from deep within her. I looked down and saw her hand snaking between her legs, her fingers rubbing her clit in desperate circles. She looked up at me, her face a picture of debauchery, lips parted, eyes glazed with lust.
"Fuck me harder," she demanded, her voice a breathy, slutty growl. "Aaaah, fuck me like the good little slut I am. Aaah, yes, like that!"
Her words sent a surge of lust through me, and I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I rammed into her with renewed force. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room, punctuated only by her screams and my growls.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" she cried out with each thrust, her body convulsing as I drove her closer to the edge. I could feel her ass tightening around me, her muscles fluttering as she neared her climax.
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Suddenly, she let out a loud, keening wail, her body shaking as she squirted everywhere, her release coating my cock and balls, dripping down onto the bed.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed, her body thrashing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. The sight and sound of her coming undone pushed me over the edge, and I groaned, my cock pulsing as I came hard, filling her ass with my hot seed.
I quickly withdrew my cock and stepped off the bed, positioning her to stand and lean over the mattress, her ass presented to me like an offering. I pushed my cock back into her anal, a guttural groan escaping my lips as I sank deep into her tight heat. Reaching around her waist, I found her pussy, my fingers sliding through her slick folds.
I could feel my cock filling her anal, the thin wall between her channels allowing me to feel my own thrusts as I began to fuck her hard. She moaned, her body writhing as I used my fingers to stroke her pussy, circling her clit before sliding two fingers deep inside her. I could feel her muscles fluttering, her body responding to the dual stimulation as I drove her toward the brink.
"Aaaah! Aaah! Ah!" she cried out, her body tensing as I picked up the pace, my hips slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust. I raised my hand, bringing it down sharply on her ass cheek, the sound of the slap echoing through the room.
She screamed her anal clenching tightly around my cock with each slap. I could see the red handprints blooming on her flesh, a primal sense of satisfaction washing over me as I marked her as mine.
"Fuck! Yes! More!" she begged, her voice hoarse with desire as I continued to spank her, each slap pushing her closer to the edge. Her body shook, her muscles clamping down on my cock and fingers as she came hard, her screams of pleasure filling the room.
I reached around and grabbed her tits, squeezing them firmly as I pinched her nipples between my fingers. She moaned louder, her body convulsing as the mix of pleasure and pain sent her spiraling over the edge. Her orgasm tore through her, her muscles clenching tightly around my cock and fingers as she came undone.
Without pausing, I flipped her over the bed, her body bouncing on the mattress as she landed on her stomach. I was on her in an instant, pushing my cock back into her anal, her moans turning into screams of pleasure as I began to fuck her hard and deep.
My balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the room. She pushed back against me, meeting each of my thrusts with her own desperate hunger.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck me harder!" she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire as I drove into her, my cock filling her completely. Her moans grew louder, more insistent, as I picked up the pace, my body slamming against hers with primal intensity.
Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets, her body tensing as I pushed her towards another orgasm. I could feel her muscles fluttering around my cock, her body on the brink of ecstasy.
"Fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumminnng aaaah !" she screamed, her body convulsing as she came hard, her muscles milking my cock as I followed her over the edge, my release explosive and consuming. I collapsed on top of her, my body shaking with the intensity of our shared pleasure.
She came hard, her body convulsing as she pushed back against my cock, her muscles clenching tightly around me. I leaned down, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss as I rode out her orgasm, my cock pulsing with my own release. Slowly, I pulled out of her anal, her body shuddering as I withdrew.
She lay there, breathing heavily, gasping for breath as I ran my fingers gently over her back. I trailed my hand down her body, slipping it between her legs, finding her clit still swollen and sensitive.
She looked at me over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed with spent passion. "Don't..." she began, her voice soft, trying to sound strong but failing miserably. "I'm still sensitive there."
I held her gaze, a wicked smile playing on my lips as I rubbed her clit, my fingers firm and insistent. She cried out, her body bucking as I drew another orgasm from her, her screams of pleasure filling the room.
"Ah! Fuck! Night King! It's too much! Ahhh!" Isabella screamed, her body thrashing as I pushed her over the edge again, her muscles convulsing as she came undone around my fingers. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat.
Suddenly, a knock echoed through the room. "Ma'am?" a voice called from the other side of the door.
Isabella's eyes widened in panic, a mix of embarrassment and lingering pleasure flashing across her face. I grinned wickedly, seeing an opportunity to assert my dominance and heighten her embarrassment. I quickly but silently carried her to the door, her heart pounding against my chest.
"Night King, what are you doing?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, tinged with both fear and excitement. I didn't respond, my focus solely on the door. I activated my AI lens, confirming that Mary and Lisa were on the other side, their faces etched with concern.
"Ma'am, is that you? Can I open the door?" Lisa asked, her voice urgent.
Isabella shook her head frantically, her eyes pleading with me. I positioned her against the door, her back to the wood, and pressed my body against hers to keep her in place. I reached down and slid my fingers back into her pussy, her wetness coating my digits as I began to stroke her clit again. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan.
I brought my other hand down sharply on her ass, the sound of the slap muffled but audible. Lisa and Mary both heard it, their voices rising in alarm. Isabella's face flushed deeper with embarrassment, knowing they could hear but not see what was happening.
"Ma'am, I'm opening the door," Lisa said, her voice firm.
I quickly adjusted Isabella so that as the door opened, only her face and shoulders would be visible. The door swung open, revealing Isabella's flushed face to Mary and Lisa. Her eyes were glazed with a mix of pleasure and humiliation, her lips parted as she tried to control her breathing.
Mary looked at Isabella, her brow furrowing with concern. "Ma'am, are you okay?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.
Isabella forced a smile, her voice rough and breathless as she tried to sound unaffected. "Yeah, I'm fine... What could possibly happen to me? You guys should worry about the guy you sent me as a gift. I've already devoured him. He can't even walk now."
Positioned behind her, I took my cock and rubbed it against her clit, her body trembling as she tried to suppress her moans. Lisa and Mary were still standing on the other side of the door, oblivious to the intense scene unfolding just inches away.
"You guys, why are you here?" Isabella asked, her voice strained as she attempted to keep her composure.
Lisa responded, her voice tinged with concern. "We were just checking because it's been so long since you came out of the room..."
As Lisa spoke, I carefully placed the head of my cock at Isabella's anal entrance and pushed inside. She bit her lip, a low "Hmmmmmm" escaping her throat as she tried hard not to scream.
I thrusted my hips with full force, burying my cock deep inside her. Her body trembled with the effort of holding back her moans, the excitement of being taken in front of her bodyguards almost too much to bear.
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The sound of her squirting filled the room, the wet splash hitting the floor. Lisa and Mary heard it, their voices rising in confusion. "What was that...?" one of them asked, their concern evident.
Isabella's breath hitched, her body shaking as she tried to suppress her moans. I quickly interjected, "Sorry, the water bottle fell down," giving them an excuse to dismiss the sound.
Isabella caught her breath, her voice a mix of authority and lust as she ordered, "You guys should go... I'll devour him alive." Her words were laced with both command and sluttiness, leaving no room for argument.
Lisa and Mary exchanged a glance, their eyes wide with a mix of shock and disbelief. "Yes, ma'am," they murmured, their voices tinged with uncertainty as they reluctantly stepped back, allowing the door to close.
As soon as the door clicked shut, I began to move, my hips thrusting with renewed vigor. Isabella's moans filled the room, her body meeting each of my thrusts with eager hunger. The thrill of the near-discovery and the taboo of being taken in front of her bodyguards heightened our pleasure, pushing us both to the brink.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I growled, my cock pulsing as I drove into her, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the room. Her body trembled, her muscles clenching around me as she came again, her orgasm ripping through her.
In one swift movement, I turned her around to face me and lifted her up, impaling her on my cock. I fucked her hard and deep, her body bouncing with each powerful thrust. "Ahhhhhhhh fuck me ah!" she screamed, her voice filled with raw pleasure.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, using the wall as support, and began to jump on my cock, meeting my thrusts with her own desperate hunger. The room filled with the sounds of our flesh slapping together, her moans growing louder and more insistent as she chased another orgasm.
"Ah! Fuck! Night King! I'm cumminnng!" she screamed, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. The sensation of her tightening around me pushed me over the edge, and I groaned, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my hot seed.
Her body shook with the intensity of her orgasm, her muscles milking my cock as I held her tightly against me. We stayed like that, our bodies entwined, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as we rode out the waves of our shared pleasure.
Isabella was breathless, her body limp and sated as I slowly pulled my cock out of her. A mix of our cum dripped onto the floor, the visual evidence of our intense passion. I scooped her up and carried her to the bed, her body still trembling with aftershocks.
I laid her down gently before climbing on top of her, my cock still hard and ready. I thrust into her again, her eyes rolling back as she screamed in pleasure. Her body responded to mine, her hips meeting each of my thrusts with eager desperation. She squirted again, her release soaking the bed beneath us, her screams filling the room.
With a final, powerful thrust, I buried my cock deep in her anal, filling her with my cum. Her body convulsed, her muscles clenching around me as she came once more, her orgasm ripping through her. Exhausted, she collapsed onto the bed, her body spent and sated.
I wasn't worried about hurting her; with the ability of The Healer, my cum would already be healing and relieving any pain she might feel. Her exhaustion was purely from the intense and draining pleasure she had experienced.
I climbed into bed beside her, pulling her close and letting her rest on my chest. She drifted off to sleep almost instantly, her body rising and falling with each steady breath. When I opened my eyes again, I found Isabella staring at me, her mask still in place. She held my gaze for a moment before quickly removing her mask, revealing her stunning face.
Even though I had already seen her beauty through the AI lens, the reality of her was breathtaking. I couldn't help but lean in and kiss her softly on the lips. She responded eagerly, kissing me back with a fierce passion.
Pulling away slightly, she looked into my eyes, her voice commanding and possessive. "You... are mine from now on. You are not allowed to leave me."
I couldn't help but chuckle, amused that she had beaten me to the punch with my own line. I pulled her closer, my voice a low growl. "You are really beautiful, Veronica. How could I ever be willing to leave you?"
She blushed slightly, her voice softening to a shy whisper. "My name is Isabella... Veronica is just a pseudonym."
I smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "My name is Jack. And from now on, Isabella, you are my woman and my wife." I sealed the promise with another passionate kiss, our hearts beating in sync as we embraced our newfound connection.
Isabella looked at me, her expression serious and vulnerable. "Jack... I... I love you," she confessed, her eyes searching mine for a reaction.
I gazed into her eyes, recognizing the depth of her emotions. I knew that the ability of the Lust Demon was at work, binding her to me completely. I smiled softly, tucking her hair behind her ears. "I also love you, Isabella," I replied, my voice filled with sincerity.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked at me with a mix of embarrassment and emotion. "You... you're not allowed to... leave me alone," she said, her voice trembling.
I wasn't sure why she suddenly cried, but I pulled her close, hugging her tightly and comforting her with sweet words. She calmed down, her breath hitching as she looked up at me with teary eyes. "Jack... please don't misunderstand. I'm not actually that kind of woman... it's just... it's just that..." she hesitated, her voice trailing off as she struggled to find the words.
Isabella looked at me, her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and trust. "It's just that... because I had to pretend to be tough and bossy in front of my people. Mary and Lisa, they are the ones who brought you in, and they're like family to me. We grew up together."
She took a deep breath, her voice steady as she began to share her past. "I was a college student five years ago in London, completing my Ph.D. in economics. I lived alone there, focused on my studies and my future."
Her expression darkened as she continued. "I was brought back here to America when my father died. That's when I found out he was the Mafia Boss of the Underground World. He was killed by some Russian Mafia who tried to take over his business."
She paused, her eyes welling up with tears. "I was brought here after eight years because I went to London to further my studies and stayed there. Lisa and Mary were trained as mercenaries and assassins by my father to help me. His people told me that I was also in danger, that the person who killed my dad would come after me too."
A tear rolled down her cheek as she admitted, "So I decided to stay here, even though I didn't want to. I had to pretend to be all bossy and strong to survive. If I didn't, even my own people, my dad's people, wouldn't listen to me. Even Lisa and Mary didn't know I was pretending."
Isabella took a shaky breath, her voice trembling as she continued her story. "Three days ago, my people got news that the Russian Mafia had entered American soil. We captured a few of their men and got some information about my dad's killer. We... we killed them."
She looked down, her voice barely a whisper. "So Lisa and Mary wanted to celebrate. That's why they hired you as a gift for me."
Listening to her story, I felt a surge of sympathy and protectiveness. I knew I wasn't a saint, but I would do anything for my woman. This time, I decided to eliminate all threats to her.
I hugged her tightly and said, "Don't worry. From now on, you're not alone. I will take care of everything for you."
She looked at me, her eyes filled with fear and tears. "No, I don't want you to get involved in all this. These people are very dangerous... I don't want anything to happen to you.... Please, Jack..."
I slapped her ass with a sharp "phhhht," making her moan softly. "Aah..." Wiping her tears, I said, "Today, I'll let you see my power." I activated the system space and began to pull out various items from thin air, demonstrating my abilities.
"Your husband has many superpowers, so you don't have to be afraid of anything. Let me take care of you from now on," I assured her.
Isabella's eyes widened in shock. "How is this possible...?" she murmured, her voice filled with disbelief. I told her the same story I had shared with Julie and others about being a Incubus and my unique abilities.
Despite my explanation, she remained afraid. To prove my point, I asked her to bring me a knife. She hesitated, but I insisted. Reluctantly, she took out a military knife from the drawer of her room.
Taking the knife, I gritted my teeth and drove it through my hand. Isabella gasped, her eyes wide with horror. "Jack! No!" she cried, reaching out to stop me.
I pulled the knife out, and the wound instantly healed, leaving no trace of the injury. Isabella stared in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock. I couldn't help but be impressed by the power of the Mutant Healing Factor, which had worked so effectively.
"See?" I said, showing her my unblemished hand. "You don't have to worry about me. I can handle anything that comes our way. I'm invincible—even a nuclear weapon couldn't kill me."
Isabella's eyes widened even further, a mix of awe and lingering concern in her gaze. "Jack... that's... that's incredible," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. "But promise me you'll still be careful. I couldn't bear it if anything happened to you."
I cupped her face gently, my thumb brushing away a stray tear. "I promise, Isabella. I'll always be careful, and I'll always come back to you. But you need to trust me and my abilities. I'm not just saying this to reassure you—I genuinely have powers beyond what you can imagine."
She nodded, her eyes searching mine. "I trust you, Jack. It's just... it's a lot to take in. But I believe in you, and I believe in us."
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I leaned in and kissed her softly, sealing my promise. "That's all I need to hear. From now on, we face everything together. You're not alone anymore, Isabella. I've got you, and I'll never let anyone harm you."
She melted into my embrace, her body fitting perfectly against mine.
Isabella looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of concern and submission. "Jack, don't be angry at Mary and Lisa... they just wanted to make me happy," she said softly, her voice pleading.
I looked into her eyes, offering her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I'm not angry at them," I said gently, my voice filled with comfort and understanding. "In fact, I'm happy it's because of them that I met you."
Her expression softened, and she looked at me with a mix of gratitude and determination. "Jack, I will make you the king of my empire," she declared, her voice filled with a newfound authority. "Everyone will obey your orders from now on. And if anyone doesn't... well, they won't have to live anymore."
I leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. As I pulled away, I looked into her eyes, a smirk playing on my lips. "You're really dominating, aren't you?" I said, my voice laced with amusement and lust. "Where does this side of you go when you're begging for my cock?"
Isabella blushed deeply, her eyes filling with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "Jack..." she whispered, her voice soft and cute, tinged with a hint of shyness.
She looked up at me, her eyes shining with admiration and love. "Thank you, Jack," she said softly, her voice filled with emotion. "I want to be everything for you. I want to be your queen, your wife, your everything."
I smiled, feeling a deep connection and satisfaction. "You already are, Isabella," I said, my voice thick with sincerity and desire. "You're my queen, and I promise to be your king, your protector, your everything in return."
With that promise, I pulled Isabella close, my hands greedily roaming over her body. I squeezed her ass, her breasts, my fingers tracing the curves of her hips. She moaned into my mouth as I claimed her with another deep, passionate kiss, my tongue exploring and dominating. As I pulled away, my mind drifted to Lisa and Mary, and a wicked idea began to take shape.
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"Tell me, Isabella," I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. "Wouldn't you like to reward Lisa and Mary for bringing us together? I think it's time we gave them a little... incentive to keep up the good work."
Isabella looked at me, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. She bit her lower lip, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "So, how exactly are we going to tease them?" she asked, her voice a sultry purr. "What do you have in mind, my king?"
I grinned, my cock already hardening at the thought of what was to come. Inspired by a scene from a porn movie, I formulated a plan.
I closed my eyes and opened the SUDIX Store, where I purchased a strap-on with a thick, 9-inch dildo attached. I could already imagine the look on Lisa's and Mary's faces when they saw it, their eyes wide with surprise and lust.
Isabella's eyes widened as she looked at the strap-on, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Jack... what do you want me to do with this?" she asked tentatively, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink.
I stepped closer, my voice a low growl. "I want you to reward your bodyguards for the gift they've given us," I said, my words laced with suggestion. "I want you to pretend to fuck them, Isabella."
Isabella's blush deepened, the pink spreading down her neck and to the swell of her breasts. She took the strap-on from me, her fingers brushing against mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. "And what will you be doing while I'm... rewarding them?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I chuckled, flicking her forehead gently. "Don't worry, my love. I have a plan." I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers. "You'll blindfold them and reveal that you're wearing the strap-on. Tease them, touch them, make them beg for it. But when it's time for the main event, I'll be the one fucking them. They'll think it's you, the dildo buried deep inside their pussies, but it will be my cock, driving them all to the edge of ecstasy."
Isabella gasped, her breath coming in quick, shallow pants. I could see the desire in her eyes, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt. "But not today, my love," I murmured, my lips trailing down her neck, my teeth grazing her sensitive skin. "Otherwise, they might guess it's me. And we wouldn't want to ruin the surprise, would we?"
Isabella nodded, her eyes wide with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. I leaned in, my voice a low growl. "Tomorrow, find a place and make sure it's private and secluded. Only bring Mary and Lisa with you, and send me the location."
I looked at Isabella, my mind already racing with the possibilities of what was to come. I decided to ensure her safety and please her in the process. I opened the SUDIX store and directly bought 10 more shadow guards. I had a feeling they might come in handy in the future.
I assigned 4 shadow guards to Isabella, and they merged into her shadow, their forms barely discernible. Isabella's eyes widened in shock as she watched the shadow slaves appear. I explained to her that they were like my servants and would listen to her orders, protecting her at all times.
Isabella's eyes filled with gratitude and lust. She pressed her body against mine, her lips crashing into me in a fierce kiss. "Thank you, Jack," she murmured against my mouth.
I growled, my cock throbbing with need. I scooped Isabella up into my arms and carried her to the bathroom attached to the room.
I turned on the shower, the hot water cascading over our bodies as we stepped inside. I spun Isabella around, pressing her against the cool tile wall.
She moaned as I kissed her neck, my hands roaming over her slick, wet body. I cupped her breasts, my thumbs circling her hard nipples. She arched her back, pressing her ass against my cock, grinding against me.
I groaned, my cock aching to be inside her. But I wanted to draw this out, to make her beg for it. I spun her back around, my lips capturing hers in a fierce kiss.
My hands trailed down her body, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing gentle circles around it. She moaned into my mouth, her body trembling with need.
I continued to tease her, my fingers slipping inside her, fucking her slowly. She whimpered, her body bucking against my hand. I brought her to the edge of orgasm, then pulled back, leaving her panting and desperate.
"Please, Jack," she begged, her voice a breathy moan. "Please fuck me."
I grinned, my cock throbbing at her words. I spun her around again, pressing her against the wall. I positioned my cock at her entrance, then slammed into her, burying myself deep inside her pussy. She screamed out, her body convulsing around me.
I fucked her hard and fast, the water cascading over our bodies as our moans filled the room. I reached around, my fingers finding her clit again, rubbing it in time with my thrusts. She screamed out, her body trembling as her orgasm crashed over her.
I groaned, my cock pulsing as I came, filling her with my hot seed. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies pressed together, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Finally, I pulled out of her, spinning her around to capture her lips in a fierce kiss. We washed each other slowly, our hands exploring each other's bodies as we came down from our high.
Eventually, we stepped out of the shower, drying off and getting dressed. Isabella applied the mask to her face, concealing her identity once again.
Before leaving the room with her I also gave her a smartwatch with SERA integrated in it.
-x-X-x-
I walked out of the room with Isabella, her hand tucked securely in mine. As we stepped into the hallway, we found Mary and Lisa waiting for us, their eyes immediately drawn to Isabella.
I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized it was already morning. We had spent the entire night wrapped up in each other, oblivious to the passage of time.
Lisa and Mary quickly looked at Isabella, their eyes widening with concern and curiosity. "Boss," they both said in unison, their voices laced with a mix of worry and intrigue.
Isabella smiled at them, her voice steady and commanding. "Lisa, Mary, you're here. Good. Please escort Night King back "
"Yes, boss," Lisa and Mary both nodded, gesturing for me to follow them.
I fell into step behind them, my mind already racing with the memories of the night before and the plans for what was to come. As we walked, Lisa glanced back at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Lisa looked at me, her eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief and curiosity. "So, Night King," she said, her voice a playful purr as she stepped closer. "How was our boss last night? She told us you couldn't even walk after she was done with you." Her gaze trailed down my body suggestively, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Are you feeling better now?"
I smirked, closing the distance between us. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, and I knew she could feel mine. I leaned in, my voice a low growl. "Why don't you try me and find out for yourself, Miss?" I challenged, my eyes locked onto hers. I could see the desire in her eyes, her breath hitching slightly as she held my gaze.
Lisa blushed, her eyes widening at my words. She bit her lower lip, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Mary, however, was less amused.
She elbowed Lisa, a stern look on her face. "Quiet," she scolded, then turned to me. "Ignore her. She doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut." Mary's eyes lingered on me for a moment, a hint of curiosity and something more in her gaze before she looked away.
We continued to the exit, the air thick with tension. The two men from the previous day were waiting for us at the door. They quickly placed a black cloth over my head, obscuring my vision.
I was led back to the abandoned building where they had first taken me, the journey passing in a blur of anticipation, memory, and the lingering scent of Lisa's perfume.
The feel of Lisa's eyes on me, the sound of Mary's scolding, and the thought of Isabella all swirled in my mind. I couldn't shake the image of Isabella, her body writhing beneath me, her moans filling the air. I couldn't wait to see her again, to touch her, to taste her.
Once we arrived at the abandoned building, they removed the black cloth from my head and returned my phone to me. The men left without a word, disappearing into the shadows as quickly as they had appeared. I took a moment to orient myself, my eyes scanning the dimly lit space.
I walked back to my car, which was still parked where I had left it. As I slid into the driver's seat, I opened the phone and asked SERA to report everything about Isabella and her empire to me directly. I needed to know the truth if I was going to protect her and help her navigate the dangerous waters of her world.
SERA quickly compiled the information, and I scrolled through the results, my eyes scanning the details. Everything SERA found corroborated what Isabella had told me, but there was more to the story.
Her father hadn't been killed by the Russian Mafia as she believed. It was a Mexican gang that had planted the evidence, framing the Russians for their own crime.
I asked SERA to search for all the leaders of the Russian Mafia and the Mexican gang, and the results were alarming. Isabella's men had captured and killed members of the Russian Mafia, and now they were planning to take revenge on her.
The thought of Isabella in danger sent a surge of protectiveness through me, my muscles tensing as I gripped the phone tighter.
The Russian Mafia was led by Nikolai "The Ghost," a notorious figure whose reach extended far and wide. His men were loyal to him, and they wouldn't hesitate to strike at Isabella to avenge their fallen comrades. I couldn't let that happen. I wouldn't let that happen.
The Mexican gang was headed by Tony "The Hawk," a merciless man who had been trafficking humans to America with Isabella's father, Dimitri. Greed had driven Tony to want more money, but Dimitri refused to yield to his demands. In his ruthless pursuit of power and wealth, Tony had Dimitri killed with the help of Victor, a rival trafficker on American soil.
Now, the Mexican gang members had joined forces with Victor "The Shadow." Together, they were attempting to dismantle Dimitri's old empire, now headed by Isabella. The thought of Isabella caught in the crosshairs of these dangerous men sent a cold fury coursing through my veins. I couldn't—I wouldn't—let anything happen to her. I had to protect her, no matter the cost.
I started the engine, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and plans. I needed a strategy, a way to keep Isabella safe while also dealing with the threats that loomed over her.
I thought about the shadow guards I had purchased, their inky forms merging with Isabella's shadow. I wondered if they would be enough to keep her safe, or if I would need to take more drastic measures.
As I pulled away from the abandoned building, I knew that I would do whatever it took to protect her and help her maintain her empire. The thought of losing her was not an option. I wouldn't let anyone or anything come between us. I wouldn't let anyone take her from me. Your journey continues with My Virtual Library Empire
I drove through the city, my eyes scanning the streets, my mind already formulating a plan. I would need to gather more information, to find out more about Nikolai, Tony, and Victor.
I asked SERA to gather all the information about Nikolai, Tony, Victor, and their respective organizations. I needed every minute detail, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant.
I needed to know their operations, their weaknesses, and their plans. I needed to stay one step ahead of them, to anticipate their moves and counter them before they could strike at Isabella.
"SERA, I want to know everything," I growled, my voice filled with determination. "Their hideouts, their safe houses, their shipments, their allies, their enemies—everything. I want to know what they had for breakfast, who they fucked last night, and what their plans are for the rest of the day. I want to know their every move before they even think about making it."
SERA acknowledged my commands, its virtual gears already spinning, delving deep into the dark web and hacking into secure databases to gather the information I needed. I knew it would deliver, it always did.
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After hours on the road, I finally approached the sprawling estate that was to be my new home in Beverly Hills. The imposing iron gates, adorned with intricate designs, slowly swung open, revealing a long, meandering driveway lined with towering palm trees.
The tires of my car crunched on the pristine gravel as I drove up the driveway, the sound echoing through the quiet neighborhood.
As I cruised up the drive, I took in the lush landscaping, the meticulously manicured lawns, and the grandeur of the property. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow over the estate, making it look even more majestic. The house stood proudly at the end of the driveway, its modern architecture a testament to the wealth and power that now belonged to me.
I parked the car in the circular driveway and stepped out, stretching my muscles after the long drive. As I walked into the house, I was greeted by the sound of laughter and conversation coming from the living room. I followed the noise and found that everyone was already there, waiting for me.
Julie was the first to notice me, her eyes lighting up with relief and excitement. "Jack, you're back!" she exclaimed, rushing over to hug me tightly. The others quickly followed suit, their voices a chorus of greetings and well-wishes.
"We were starting to worry about you," Karen admitted, her voice filled with concern. "But SERA told us that you wouldn't be back last night, so we tried not to worry too much."
Jessica, Paige, and Elizabeth, who had all been filled in on the details of my adventure, were eager to hear more. "Tell us about the secret meeting, Jack," Jessica urged, her eyes wide with curiosity. "What happened? What did you find out?"
I took a deep breath, my mind racing with the events of the past day. I told them everything—about Isabella and her situation, about Lisa and Mary, and about the danger that Isabella was now in. I explained the threat posed by Nikolai, Tony, and Victor, and the ruthless pursuit of power and wealth that drove them.
The room fell silent as I spoke, the weight of my words settling over everyone. I could see the concern and sympathy in their eyes as they listened to my story, their expressions a mix of shock and determination.
Julie was the first to speak, her voice filled with resolve. "We have to help her, Jack," she said, her eyes meeting mine. "We have to keep her safe, no matter what it takes."
Karen nodded in agreement, her expression serious. "She's one of us now, Jack. She's family. And we protect our family, no matter the cost."
The others murmured their agreement, their voices a chorus of support and determination. I couldn't help but feel a swell of gratitude and pride as I looked around the room, taking in the faces of the people who had become my family. Their unwavering support meant the world to me, and I knew that together, we could face any challenge.
I looked at them and said, "Don't worry too much. I've already assigned four shadow guards to Isabella. They'll keep her safe until we can neutralize the threats against her."
The room collectively breathed a sigh of relief, the tension easing slightly. Elizabeth, however, had a question. "Jack, what are these shadow slaves? I don't understand."
I realized then that I hadn't assigned any shadow slaves to Elizabeth or Stella yet. I quickly pulled Elizabeth into a hug, then called Stella over and embraced her as well. I focused and assigned two shadow slaves to each of them, the dark figures merging with their shadows.
Elizabeth and Stella both gasped, their eyes widening in surprise as they saw the shadowy forms appearing at their feet. The others quickly explained the nature of the shadow slaves, their voices filled with a mix of awe and admiration.
Julie leaned in, her voice low and conspiratorial, "They are like Jack's servants and they will be your bodyguards." She then revealed to Elizabeth my true nature as a succubus, detailing my unique abilities with a sense of awe and respect. Stella and the others listened intently, their eyes widening with each word.
Stella turned to me, her gaze soft and brimming with gratitude. "Thank you, Master," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with profound emotion. "This means more to me than I can express. Your protection is a gift I will always cherish."
I met her gaze, my voice filled with genuine warmth and resolve. "Stella, I would go to the ends of the earth to keep you safe. You're a part of my family now, and I protect what's mine. It's as simple and as sacred as that."
I handed each of them a smartwatch, the sleek black devices housing an intelligence far beyond their modest appearance. "These have SERA, our AI, integrated into them," I explained. "Julie and the others already have them. Think of them as a lifeline, a direct connection to me and to the safety I promise to provide."
Elizabeth cradled the smartwatch in her palm, her fingers tracing the smooth, cool surface. She was already familiar with SERA, having witnessed the AI's capabilities through my and Julie's experiences. A small smile played at the corners of her mouth as she marveled at the unassuming device, understanding the power it held.
The room buzzed with excited chatter as the others shared their experiences with SERA and the smartwatches. Their voices blended into a harmonious symphony of enthusiasm and appreciation, each tale a testament to the AI's remarkable capabilities. The atmosphere was electric, filled with a sense of wonder and unity.
Stella stared at her smartwatch, her eyes wide with awe. "This is incredible, Master," she breathed, her voice filled with wonder and disbelief. "It's like holding the future in my hands."
I smiled, their delight a tangible force in the room, fueling my sense of purpose. "Just promise me you'll keep it on at all times," I said, my voice tinged with concern and seriousness. "It's the only way I can ensure your safety, no matter where you are or what challenges you face."
Just as I was enjoying their company, SERA's voice cut through the warmth of the moment, her tone urgent as it emanated from my phone. "Master, there is something you need to see."
I opened my mobile phone to find a video playing—a man standing on the edge of a building, a crowd of people below frantically trying to dissuade him from his intent. With a jolt, I recognized him as Kevin.
SERA's voice continued, cool and detached, "He has already made a pornographic video with an 85-year-old granny and made it viral on the internet. Now, he has committed suicide, according to your instruction."
A laugh escaped my lips as I watched the macabre spectacle unfold. The man's desperate leap, the crowd's horrified screams—it was a grim masterpiece, a testament to the power of my Absolute Hypnosis ability.
Beside me, Paige watched with a satisfied smile, her eyes gleaming with a mix of relief and vindictive pleasure as she witnessed her husband's final, fatal act. There was a palpable sense of liberation in her expression, a burden lifted from her shoulders.
"You're free now, Paige," I said softly, turning to her. Her eyes met mine, and in them, I saw a spark of newfound strength and determination.
She nodded, a small, grateful smile playing on her lips. "Yes, I am. And it's all thanks to you, Jack."
With Kevin gone, Paige was no longer under his control. She was free to make her own choices, to live her life on her terms. Moreover, she now held the reins of Kevin's business empire, a position of power that she intended to wield with wisdom and acuity.
I pulled Paige close, our lips meeting in a fierce, passionate kiss. She melted into me, her body pressing against mine as we lost ourselves in the moment. But duty called, and the others left for the office, leaving me with Stella, Margaret, and the tantalizing business of Isabella to attend to.
I turned to SERA, my faithful AI, and asked, "What do you have for me on Nikolai, Victor, and Tony?"
SERA's voice was laced with submission, "Master, the information is ready," as the TV displayed the salacious details I'd been waiting for.
First was Tony, a distinguished 55-year-old with a taste for power, and a breathtaking 38-year-old girlfriend named Marina. Her curves begged for my touch, and I could almost feel her full lips wrapped around my cock.
I'd make her scream my name, over and over again, as Tony watched, reduced to a sniveling cuckold. But Marina was just the beginning; Tony's police connections would be invaluable.
Next was Victor, a young and merciless 30-year-old with an eye for luxury, including his stunning blonde wife, Emily. Her tight body and smoldering eyes made me ache to bend her over and pound into her while Victor watched, powerless. His criminal network was a goldmine, and his gang of assassins would be the perfect enforcers for my growing empire.
Lastly, there was Nikolai, a commanding 60-year-old with an even more impressive daughter, Natalya. At 30, she was a powerhouse, her voluptuous ass, and piercing eyes promising endless nights of raw, carnal pleasure.
She stood by her father's side in the arms business, but I wanted her on her knees, begging for my cock. Claiming her would be the ultimate humiliation for Nikolai and the perfect assertion of my dominance.
With each profile, my lust grew. I could see them all, a writhing harem of powerful women, begging for my touch. Each conquest would fuel my empire, feeding it with lust and desire. The game was on, and I was ready to claim my prizes.
But first, I needed a plan. Who would be the first to fall? The thought of their bodies, their pleas, and their ultimate surrender made my cock throb with anticipation. The stage was set, and I was ready to make my mark.
I looked at Stella and Margaret, their eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and anticipation. I pulled Stella into my arms, her back flush against my chest, my cock hard and throbbing against her ass. She gasped, her body melting into mine, as Margaret watched, her breath hitching with arousal.
"Do you feel that, Stella?" I growled softly into her ear. "That's what you do to me."
I quickly removed my pants, freeing my throbbing cock. Stella's eyes widened, and she blushed a soft ''Ah, Master, you're so big and hard for me'' escaping her lips. I turned her around, capturing her mouth in a fierce, dominating kiss, my hands roaming her body, squeezing and exploring every curve. ''You drive me fucking insane, Stella,'' I murmured against her neck, trailing hot, wet kisses down her throat.
With a swift, impatient motion, I tore her clothes, revealing her full, heaving tits and inverted nipples. I groaned at the sight, my cock throbbing even harder. ''Look at these nipples, Stella. They're trying to hide from me. Let's make them come out and play.'' I leaned down, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking until she moaned loudly, her body arching into mine, begging for more. ''That's it, Stella,'' I growled, ''Let me hear you scream.''
Margaret, unable to resist the heat and tension in the room, stepped closer. ''Master, please,'' she begged, stripping off her clothes to reveal her massive tits with inverted nipples and a glistening, eager pussy. ''I need your mouth on me too.''
I reached out, pulling Margaret close, my hands gripping her firm ass as I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth. ''You taste so fucking good, Margaret,'' I growled against her lips. I could feel Stella's eyes on us, her breath hot and heavy on my neck, her body writhing beneath me.
I broke the kiss with Margaret, turning my attention back to Stella. I pushed her down onto the couch, spreading her legs wide. I dove between her thighs, my mouth finding her hot, wet pussy. I tongue-fucked her hard, making her cry out and beg to be fucked by my cock.
Margaret pressed against my back, her hands snaking around to stroke my cock, her lips trailing kisses along my shoulder. 'Fuck, Margaret, your hands feel so fucking good,' I groaned, my body aching with desire.
Stella panted, her eyes locked onto Margaret's hands on my cock. ''Please, Master,'' she begged, ''I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me hard.'' Margaret moaned softly, her body pressing against mine, her voice a sultry whisper in my ear. ''Yes, Master, fuck her. Let me watch you claim her. Let me see your big cock stretch her tight pussy.''
The room was filled with our combined moans and the electric charge of our desire. I knew then that this was just the beginning, a prelude to the symphony of pleasure and power that awaited us all. ''Don't worry, my loves,'' I promised, my voice thick with lust. ''I have more than enough to satisfy you both, over and over again.''
I looked down at Stella, her body writhing with need, and straddled her, pressing my thick cock against her hard nipples. I squeezed her tits together, fucking them with slow, deliberate thrusts, making her moan and arch her back. ''That's it, Stella,'' I growled, ''Let me hear you scream.'' I pinched her nipples, pulling and twisting them, drawing out her pleasure with a mix of pain.
Stella's screams filled the room, her body trembling with desire. I looked back and saw Margaret, her tongue eagerly licking Stella's tight anal hole, her fingers rubbing Stella's clit in quick, relentless circles. The sight of Margaret pleasuring Stella, her own body aching with need, sent a fresh wave of lust crashing through me.
''Margaret,'' I growled, ''Get on top of Stella. I want to see your pussies pressed together.'' Margaret complied, her body draping over Stella's, their slick pussies grinding against each other. The sight was intoxicating, their combined moans and the wet sounds of their pussies rubbing together driving me wild.
I positioned myself behind Margaret, my cock poised at the entrance of their pressed-together pussies. ''Now, I'm going to fuck both of you together,'' I promised, my voice a low, hungry growl. I teased them, rubbing the head of my cock against their clits, coating it in their combined wetness.
''AAAAH, Master...'' Stella begged, her voice a chorus of desperate need. ''Please, put it in. Fuck us both, please...'' Margaret joined in, her pleas a symphony of desire. ''Yes, Master, please. We need your cock. We need you to fuck us both...''
Their invitations sent a wave of heat through me, and I rammed my cock between their pressed-together pussies, rubbing their clits, making them even more desperate for me. Their moans filled the room, a symphony of lust and need that drove me wild.
Margaret, unable to resist any longer, reached back and grasped my cock, her small hand wrapped around my thick cock. ''Master, please,'' she begged, her voice a sultry whisper as she placed the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. She pushed her hips back, swallowing my cock inch by inch, her tight, wet heat enveloping me.
''Fuck, Margaret,'' I groaned, ''Your pussy feels so fucking good.'' She moaned in response, her body trembling with need. ''AAAAAH, Master.... please fuck me harder,'' she begged, her voice a desperate cry.
Stella watched Margaret take my cock, her eyes filled with lust and envy. She reached up, her hands grasping Margaret's full tits, groping and squeezing them, her fingers pinching and twisting Margaret's hard nipples. Margaret cried out, her body writhing with pleasure as Stella's touch sent waves of ecstasy through her.
I slapped Margaret's ass hard, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room. ''Margaret, your pussy is so fucking hungry for my cock,'' I growled, thrusting my hips, giving her what she craved.
I could feel her pussy gripping me, trying to pull me even deeper. I reached out, my thumb pressing against her tight anal hole, rubbing and teasing before pushing inside, making her moan even louder. ''AAAAAAHH, Master, AAAAAAH!'' she screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure.
Suddenly, I pulled my cock out of Margaret, the head glistening with her juices, and plunged it deep into Stella's waiting pussy. Stella gasped, her eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. 'Fuck, Master!' she cried out, her body arching to meet my thrusts. I fucked them both alternately, my cock slick with their combined juices, their moans and the wet sounds of their pussies filling the room.
I flipped Margaret over, so she lay on top of Stella, her body pressed against Stella's soft curves. Margaret spread her pussy lips wide, inviting me in, her eyes locked onto mine. 'Look at that greedy pussy, Margaret,' I growled, slapping her pussy, drawing a squirt of her juices, making her beg for more. 'AAAAH, Master, please put it in. I need your big cock inside me,' she pleaded, her voice a sultry whimper.
Stella held Margaret tightly by her tits, her fingers digging into Margaret's soft flesh as I slammed my cock deep into Margaret's pussy. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass echoed through the room, a lewd, erotic symphony. Margaret was on the edge, her body trembling with her impending orgasm. 'AAAAH, Master.... I'm cumming.... CUMMING AAAAAAAAH!' she screamed, her body convulsing as she came hard all over my cock, her pussy gripping me like a vice.
I pulled out, my cock coated in her cum, and spread her anal hole, teasing it with my cock as she rode out her orgasm. 'Margaret, look at your anal hole, begging for my cock,' I growled, my voice thick with lust. 'It's so fucking tight, and I'm going to claim it.'
'AAAAH, Master, don't... AAAAH, I'm still cumming AAAAAAH!' she cried out, her body still trembling with her orgasm as I pushed my cock into her tight anal hole. I could feel her anal stretching around me, gripping me tightly as I sank deeper and deeper into her. I fucked her ass hard and fast, my hips slamming against her, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the room.
Stella reached out, her fingers finding Margaret's clit, rubbing it in quick, relentless circles. Margaret moaned, her body convulsing with another orgasm, her anal gripping my cock even tighter. 'AAAAH, Stella, don't tease my pussy like that AAAAH HMMMMM,' Margaret moaned, her body writhing with pleasure. Stella didn't stop, her fingers drawing out another squirt from Margaret, all over my cock and her hand.
I pulled my cock out of Margaret, my cock coated in her juices, my body throbbing with insatiable need. I turned to Stella, her eyes wide and hungry, begging for my attention. ''Stella, you must be feeling left out,'' I growled, my voice thick with lust. I reached down, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her out from beneath Margaret, her body soft and yielding in my hands.
I lifted her up roughly, her legs wrapping around my waist, her arms looping around my neck. I could feel her heart pounding, her breath hot and heavy on my skin.
I positioned my cock at her tight anal hole, the head pressing against her entrance. ''Ready to take my cock, Stella?'' I demanded, my voice laced with dominance. She nodded, her eyes locked onto mine, her body tense with anticipation and need.
I let her slide down onto my cock, her body tensing as her anal stretched around my thick cock. ''Fuck, Master!'' she screamed, her eyes widening, her body adjusting to the brutal invasion.
I could feel her anal gripping me tightly, her body trembling with a mix of pleasure and pain. I gave her no time to adjust, my hips beginning to move, fucking her ass with hard, relentless strokes.
''That's it, Stella,'' I groaned, ''Take my cock like a good little slut. You feel so fucking tight, so fucking good.'' Her moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure and pain that drove me wild. I slapped her ass, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing through the air. ''That's what you get for making me wait, you naughty little bitch.''
Margaret watched, her eyes filled with lust, her fingers rubbing her pussy furiously, the wet sounds of her self-pleasure filling the air. She moaned, her body writhing as she fucked herself with her fingers, her gaze locked onto the sight of my cock pounding into Stella's anal. ''Fuck, that's so hot, Master,'' Margaret murmured, her voice a sultry purr. ''Her anal looks so fucking tight, stretching around your big cock.''
I could feel my orgasm building, my body aching with need. I fucked Stella's ass harder, my hips slamming against her, my cock claiming her, owning her.
Her moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure and pain. ''Fuck, Stella, your anal is so fucking tight,'' I groaned, my body trembling with my impending orgasm. ''I'm going to cum, Stella. I'm going to fill your anal with my hot cum. I want to feel you dripping with my seed.''
Stella moaned, her body convulsing with her own orgasm, her anal gripping me tightly, milking my cock. ''Yes, Master,'' she cried out, ''Cum in my anal. Fill me with your hot cum. I want to feel you leaking out of me all night.''
Her words sent me over the edge. With a final, brutal thrust, I came hard, my cock pulsing, filling Stella's anal with my hot cum. I groaned, my body trembling with the intensity of my orgasm, my cock throbbing inside her. Margaret watched, her fingers fucking her pussy faster, her body writhing with her own need.
''Fuck, Margaret,'' I growled, my cock still hard, still needing more. I pulled out of Stella, her body shuddering with the aftershocks of her orgasm, my cum leaking from her gaping anal. I turned to Margaret, her eyes filled with lust and desperation. ''Get over here, you dirty little slut. I'm not done with you yet.''
Margaret moaned, her body trembling as she crawled over to me, her ass swaying provocatively. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with need and submission. ''Master, please,'' she begged, ''I need your cock. I need you to fuck me, to use me, to claim me. I need you to treat me like the dirty little whore I am.''
I growled, my cock throbbing at her words. I knew I wasn't done with either of them, my body aching with the need to claim them both, over and over again.
I turned to Stella, her body still trembling with her orgasm, my cum leaking from her anal. ''Stella, my dirty little slut,'' I murmured, my voice thick with lust. ''I'm not done with you either. I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock, tasting your own anal on me. I want to feel your mouth on me, pleasing me, worshipping me. I want to fuck your face until you gag on my cock.''
Stella moaned, her eyes filling with renewed desire and submission. She crawled over to me, her body pressing against Margaret's, their combined heat and need driving me wild. ''Yes, Master,'' she murmured, her voice a sultry purr. ''I want to taste your cock, to taste my own anal on you. I want to feel you fucking my face, using me for your pleasure.''
I growled, my cock throbbing with anticipation, the lust coursing through my veins like wildfire. ''That's right, my little sluts,'' I snarled, my voice thick with dominance and desire. ''You both belong to me now. I'm going to use you, fuck you, and claim you both. Over and over again. Until you're both begging for mercy, until you're both screaming my name.''
Stella, eager to please, reached out and took my cock into her mouth, swallowing it deep into her throat. She gagged, her eyes watering, the sound of her choking filling the room. ''Aggh, agggh, nggggh,'' she sputtered, her face turning red with the effort. Margaret, not to be left out, leaned in, her tongue licking and sucking my balls, her mouth hot and eager.
I grabbed Stella's head, my fingers tangling in her hair, and began to fuck her face, giving her a brutal deep throat. Her saliva bubbled and foamed from her nose and mouth, making her look extremely slutty and used. The sight of her struggling to take my cock, her mascara running down her face, drove me wild.
''That's it, Stella,'' I growled, my hips thrusting, my cock slamming into her throat. ''Take my cock like a good little slut. Gag on it. Choke on it.'' I looked down at Margaret, her tongue working overtime on my balls. ''And you, Margaret, don't stop. Suck my balls like the hungry little whore you are.''
Margaret moaned, her eyes looking up at me, filled with submission and lust. She took one of my balls into her mouth, sucking and licking, her hand working the other, her fingers rolling it gently. The combination of sensations, the sight of these two beautiful women pleasing me, was almost too much to bear.
I pulled my cock out of Stella's mouth, her saliva stringing from her lips to my cock, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I slapped her face lightly with my cock, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room. ''You like that, don't you, Stella?'' I growled. ''You like being treated like a dirty little slut.''
Stella nodded, her eyes filled with tears and need. ''Yes, Master,'' she whispered, her voice hoarse from the brutal face fucking. ''I love being your dirty little slut. I love feeling your big cock in my mouth, down my throat. I love feeling used by you.''
I growled, my cock throbbing at her words. I turned to Margaret, her mouth still working my balls. ''And you, Margaret,'' I demanded. ''Do you like being my dirty little whore? Do you like sucking my balls, feeling my cock in your mouth?''
Margaret nodded, her eyes filled with a desperate need to please. 'Yes, Master,' she murmured, her voice a sultry purr. 'I love being your dirty little whore. I love feeling your big cock in my mouth, your balls on my tongue. I love pleasing you, Master. I live to please you.'
I looked at her, taking in her slutty appearance, her mouth swollen and red from sucking my cock, her eyes filled with lust and submission. I grabbed her by the arm, pulling her towards the dining table. ''Bend over,'' I commanded, my voice thick with lust. ''Spread your legs for me, you little whore.''
She complied, her body draping over the table, her ass sticking out, her legs spread wide. I could see her pussy, glistening and ready, begging for my cock. I lifted one of her legs, spreading her even wider, her pussy completely exposed to me.
I shoved my cock deep into her pussy, her walls stretching to accommodate my size. ''AAAAAH, Master, AAAAH, AH!'' she screamed, her body arching, her hands gripping the edge of the table. I began to fuck her hard, my hips slamming against her ass, my cock claiming her, owning her.
Stella, not wanting to be left out, came beside me, her body pressing against mine. I reached out, my fingers finding her pussy, wet and ready. I slid two fingers inside her, her walls clamping down on me, her body eager for more. I began to finger fuck her, my fingers moving in time with my cock thrusting into Margaret.
''That's it, my little sluts,'' I growled, my body aching with need and desire. ''Take my cock, Margaret. Take my fingers, Stella. Feel me fucking you both, using you both, claiming you both.''
Margaret moaned, her body writhing beneath me, her pussy gripping my cock tightly. ''Yes, Master,'' she cried out, ''Fuck me harder. Use me, claim me. Make me your dirty little whore.''
Stella moaned beside me, her body pressing against mine, her pussy grinding against my hand. ''Yes, Master,'' she echoed, ''Finger fuck me harder. Make me your dirty little slut. Make me cum for you, Master.''
I growled, my body aching with the need to claim them both, to make them both mine. I fucked Margaret harder, my cock slamming into her pussy, my fingers fucking Stella faster, my hand grinding against her clit. Their moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure and need that drove me wild.
I could feel their bodies tensing, their orgasms building. I knew that they were both close, both ready to cum for me, to scream my name, to beg for more. And I was ready to give it to them, to push them both over the edge, to claim them both as mine forever.
''That's it, my little sluts,'' I growled, my voice thick with lust and dominance. ''Cum for me. Scream my name. Beg for more. Show me how much you love being my dirty little whores.''
With a final, brutal thrust, I sent them both over the edge, their bodies convulsing, their orgasms ripping through them. Margaret screamed my name, her pussy gripping my cock tightly, milking me for all I was worth. Stella moaned beside me, her body shaking, her pussy clamping down on my fingers, her orgasm washing over her in waves.
I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing with the need for release. With a final, brutal thrust, I came hard, my cock pulsing, cum spurting out and filling Margaret's pussy. I groaned, my body trembling with the intensity of my orgasm, my cock throbbing as I filled her completely.
But I wasn't done yet. Not even close. I pulled my cock out of Margaret, my cock still hard, still needing more. I turned to Stella, her body trembling with anticipation and need. I pulled her up roughly, her body pressing against mine, her breath hot and heavy on my skin.
''Your turn, my little slut,'' I growled, my voice thick with lust. I spun her around, bending her over the table next to Margaret. I could see her pussy, glistening and ready, begging for my cock. I shoved my cock deep into her pussy, her walls stretching to accommodate my size. She screamed, her body arching, her hands gripping the edge of the table.
The sex marathon went on for what felt like hours, both of them squirting all over the table, their bodies writhing and begging for more. I fucked them both hard, their moans and screams filling the room, their bodies covered in sweat and cum. They begged me to fuck them even harder, their words driving me wild, pushing me to claim them both completely.
Finally, I pulled out of Stella's pussy, my cock throbbing with the need to claim her completely. I positioned my cock at her tight anal hole, the head pressing against her entrance. ''Ready to take my cock, Stella?'' I demanded, my voice laced with dominance. She nodded, her eyes filled with need and submission.
I shoved my cock deep into her anal, her body tensing as her anal stretched around my thick shaft. I fucked her anal hard, my hips slamming against her ass, my cock claiming her, owning her completely. She screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure and pain, her anal gripping my cock tightly.
With a final, brutal thrust, I came hard, my cock pulsing, filling Stella's anal with my hot cum. I groaned, my body trembling with the intensity of my orgasm, my cock throbbing inside her. I pulled out of her anal, my cock coated in cum and her juices, a satisfied grin on my face.
But I wasn't done with them yet. ''Margaret,'' I commanded, my voice thick with lust. ''Clean my cock. Lick Stella's anal clean. Be a good little slut and clean up the mess I made.''
Margaret, ever the obedient little whore, crawled over to me, her tongue licking and sucking my cock clean. She then turned to Stella, her tongue licking and cleaning her anal, sucking out every last drop of my cum. The sight of Margaret cleaning Stella's anal, her tongue working eagerly, was almost too much to bear.
Both of them were exhausted, their bodies covered in sweat, cum, and their own juices. I looked at them, a satisfied smile on my face. ''Good girls,'' I murmured, my voice thick with contentment. ''You both did so well. You both pleased me so much.''
I scooped them both up in my arms, carrying them to the bathroom. We took a bath together, our bodies pressing against each other, our hands exploring, our mouths kissing and licking. We cleaned each other gently, our bodies relaxing in the warm water, the intensity of the night slowly fading away.
After her bath, Stella moved gracefully through the room, her body still bare, droplets of water tracing paths down her glowing skin. The air was filled with a heady mix of desire and contentment as she prepared lunch, her every movement a dance of satisfaction.
We savored the lunch together, each bite heightening our senses, our eyes locked in a silent dance of anticipation.
Later, I led them to the bedroom, our bodies brushing against each other, the air thick with desire. I pulled Margaret and Stella close, their soft, warm skin melding with mine. We succumbed to the embrace, our breaths synchronizing as we drifted into a state of pure, entwined bliss, our limbs interlocked in a symphony of intimacy
As I stirred from my satisfied slumber, I became aware of the soft murmurs and gentle laughter filling the room. Opening my eyes, I saw that our bedroom had become quite crowded. Julie, Jessica, Paige, Karen, and Elizabeth had all returned from work and were gathered around the bed, their eyes sparkling with amusement and intrigue.
"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living," Julie teased, a playful grin spreading across her lips. "And from the looks of it, you two had quite the workout today."
The others chuckled softly, their eyes dancing with mischief as they took in the state of the bed—the rumpled sheets, the discarded clothes, and the unmistakable scent of sex that still lingered in the air.
"Oh, I see you must have bullied our Stella and Margaret all day," Paige added, her voice laced with mock disapproval. "You shouldn't be so mean to them, you know. They might start to like it."
I laughed, stretching my arms out to welcome them all into a warm embrace. Each of them took turns pressing their bodies against mine, their lips finding my own in deep, passionate kisses. The room was filled with the sound of our combined laughter and the soft, wet noises of our eager mouths.
Margaret and Stella, still basking in the afterglow of our earlier activities, began to stir. Their eyes fluttered open, and they took in the sight of our expanded audience with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. A soft blush spread across their cheeks as they realized that their exploits had become the topic of conversation.
"Don't be shy, you two," Karen reassured them, her voice gentle and soothing. "We're all Jack's women here, and let's face it—we're all a little jealous that we missed out on the fun."
The room erupted in laughter once more, the sound filling the air with a sense of shared joy and camaraderie. I looked around at the sea of beautiful faces, my heart swelling with pride and contentment. I knew that this moment was just a snapshot of the endless adventures that awaited us all.
"You know what?" I said, my voice filled with enthusiasm and determination. "I think it's time for us to get out of here and have some fun. What do you all say to a night out on the city?"
Their faces lit up with excitement, and a chorus of eager agreement filled the room. We quickly set about getting ready, the bedroom transforming into a flurry of activity as everyone changed into their best outfits, applied makeup, and styled their hair. The air was electric with anticipation, and the sound of laughter and playful banter filled every corner of the room.
As we finally made our way out of the house, I couldn't help but notice the envious stares that followed us. Every man we passed looked at me with a mix of jealousy and admiration, their eyes lingering on the bevy of beautiful women who surrounded me.
Every woman we encountered cast longing glances at my companions, their expressions filled with a desire to trade places with them, to be the ones basking in the warmth of my attention.
But I knew that these women were mine, and mine alone. As we walked down the street, our arms linked, our bodies pressing against each other, I could feel the weight of their envy like a physical force. It was a potent reminder of the power and prestige that came with having such an incredible harem by my side.
Our first stop was a trendy new restaurant that had recently opened downtown. As we entered the bustling eatery, every head in the room turned to take us in. The hostess, a striking young woman with a friendly smile, led us to a large, circular booth in the center of the room. I could feel the eyes of every patron following us as we made our way to our seats, their gazes filled with curiosity and desire.
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Throughout our meal, the conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated by laughter and playful teasing. We shared stories, reminisced about past adventures, and made plans for the exciting escapades that lay ahead. As we indulged in delicious food and drink, I could feel the bond between us all growing stronger, our connection deepening with each passing moment.
After dinner, we made our way to a nearby theater, where we took in a screening of the latest blockbuster film. As we settled into our seats, I couldn't help but notice the envious glances that were cast our way.
Every man in the theater looked at me with a mix of admiration and longing, their eyes filled with a desire to be in my shoes, to have such an incredible array of beautiful women by their side.
As the lights dimmed and the film began, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. Surrounded by the women I loved, I knew that this moment was just one of many that awaited us all.
And as we lost ourselves in the excitement and drama of the movie, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the incredible life that I had built for myself, and for the amazing women who had chosen to share it with me.
After the movie, we decided to cap off the night with a visit to an upscale cocktail lounge. As we entered the dimly lit establishment, the sound of soft jazz music filled the air, and the scent of expensive liquor wafted through the room. Once again, every head in the house turned to take us in, their eyes filled with a mix of envy and admiration.
We settled into a plush, velvet-upholstered booth, and a waitress quickly appeared to take our orders. As we sipped our cocktails and indulged in more playful banter, I could feel the weight of the envious stares that followed us.
As the night wore on, I found myself growing more and more aroused, my body responding to the presence of so many beautiful women. I could feel the heat of their bodies pressing against mine, the softness of their skin beneath my fingertips, and the sound of their laughter ringing in my ears. I knew that this night was far from over and that the pleasures that awaited us all were only just beginning.
And so, as we made our way back home, our bodies entwined, our hearts filled with love and desire, I knew that this was just the start of another incredible adventure.
With these amazing women by my side, I was ready to face whatever challenges and pleasures the future held in store. And as we crossed the threshold of our home, our bodies pressing against each other, our mouths kissing and licking, I knew that tonight was going to be another night to remember.
Paige, her eyes filled with a mix of jealousy and longing, looked at Margaret and Stella before turning her gaze to me. "Jack, I also want you inside me," she murmured, her voice a sultry purr. With a determined look, she began to remove her clothing, her body revealing itself inch by inch, a tantalizing display of her curves and soft skin.
The other women—Julie, Elizabeth, Karen, and Jessica—followed suit, their clothes falling to the floor in a flurry of fabric and anticipation. They surrounded me, their hands reaching out to undress me, their fingers tracing the lines of my body, their breath hot and heavy on my skin.
"We all want you, Jack," Julie whispered, her voice a seductive murmur. "We want to feel you inside us, claiming us, owning us."
I growled, my body aching with need and desire. I knew that tonight was going to be a night of intense, hardcore, and dirty pleasures. And I was ready to indulge in every single one of them.
Paige pressed her body against mine, her lips finding my own in a fierce, passionate kiss. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest, her breath hot and heavy on my skin. I reached out, my hands gripping her ass, pulling her closer to me, my cock hard and throbbing against her stomach.
"That's right, Paige," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "Show me how much you want me. Show me how much you need my cock inside you."
She moaned, her body writhing against mine, her hands exploring my body, her fingers tracing the lines of my muscles. I could feel her need, her desire, her hunger for me. And I was more than willing to satisfy her.
I turned to the others, my eyes taking in the sight of their naked bodies, their curves, and their soft skin on display for me. I reached out, my hands finding their breasts, their asses, their pussies, my fingers exploring and teasing and pleasing them all.
"That's it, my little sluts," I growled, my voice thick with dominance and lust. "Show me how much you all want me. Show me how much you all need my cock inside you."
They moaned, their bodies pressing against mine, their hands reaching out to touch me, to please me, to worship me. I could feel their need, their desire, their hunger for me. And I was ready to claim them all, to make them all mine.
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I turned to Margaret and Stella, their eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. The other women pulled them in, their hands finding their inverted nipples, their fingers pinching and twisting and teasing them. Margaret and Stella moaned, their bodies writhing with pleasure and pain, their eyes locked onto mine, begging for more.
Julie pressed herself against you, her breath hot and heavy in your ear, her voice a seductive, dirty whisper. "That's your punishment, my dear," she murmured, her words thick with desire. "You've kept Jack's thick, hard cock all to yourselves today. For two whole, torturous days, you won't feel him stretching you, pounding into you, making you scream with ecstasy."
"You'll be left wet, throbbing, desperate, but no relief will come. No touching that needy little pussy, no grinding against anything, no release. You'll watch us, hear us, but you won't get to join in." Her hand slid down to Stell's crotch, fingers teasing just enough to make her squirm, leaving her wanting, craving the very touch she denied you.
Margaret and Stella moaned, their bodies trembling with need and desire, their eyes filled with a mix of frustration and longing. I could see the struggle in their eyes, the battle between their pride and their hunger for me.
And I knew that tonight, they would be pushed to their limits, their bodies and minds tested in ways they had never experienced before.
As the night wore on, I fucked each of the other women in turn, their bodies writhing beneath me, their moans and screams filling the room. I claimed them all, my cock pounding into their pussies, their asses, their mouths, my body owning them, dominating them, claiming them as mine.
Paige, Julie, Elizabeth, Karen, and Jessica—they all begged and screamed like the sluts and whores they were, their bodies convulsing with pleasure, their orgasms ripping through them, their juices coating my cock and their own bodies. The room was filled with the sound of our combined moans, the wet slapping of flesh on flesh, the dirty, filthy, hardcore pleasures of our bodies coming together.
And through it all, Margaret and Stella watched, their bodies trembling with need and desire, their eyes filled with a mix of jealousy and longing, their hands reaching out to touch and please each other, their fingers finding their pussies, their clits, their asses, their mouths.
As the first light of dawn began to filter through the windows, our bodies finally succumbed to exhaustion. The room was filled with the soft, satisfied sighs of our collective breaths, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. I looked around at the sea of beautiful, spent bodies, each woman curled up in a state of blissful fatigue.
I pulled them all closer, my arms wrapping around as many of them as I could reach. Julie nestled against my chest, her breath warm and steady.
Paige lay with her head on my shoulder, her body pressed tightly against mine. Elizabeth and Karen were entwined together, their limbs interlocked, their faces peaceful in sleep. Jessica had draped herself across my legs, her body rising and falling with each breath.
Margaret and Stella, despite their earlier frustration, had found solace in each other's arms, their bodies pressed together, their faces flushed with the remnants of their shared pleasure. I reached out, pulling them closer, my touch gentle and reassuring.
I felt a wave of gratitude and love wash over me, knowing that these incredible women were mine and that together, we had shared an unforgettable night of passion and pleasure.
As I drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the warmth and love of my harem, I knew that this was just the beginning. There were countless more adventures awaiting us, endless nights of intense, dirty, and hardcore pleasures to be explored.