Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 135: First Day In Office

When I finally opened my eyes, the room was filled with the soft, gentle sounds of deep, rhythmic breathing. Everyone was still asleep, their bodies entwined in a mess of limbs, a testament to the exhaustion and satisfaction that followed our marathon of pleasure and pain. I took a moment to appreciate the sight, a slow, contented smile spreading across my face.

Carefully, I began to move, shifting my body away from Elizabeth’s. She stirred slightly, a soft murmur escaping her lips as I slowly pulled my cock out of her ass.

She let out a gentle sigh, her body relaxing back into a deep sleep as I slipped away. I stood up, stretching my muscles, feeling the delicious ache that followed such an intense and prolonged session of fucking.

I padded softly to the bathroom, my footsteps light and quiet so as not to disturb the sleeping beauties scattered across the room. I turned on the shower, the hiss of the water filling the small space as I stepped under the steaming spray.

The water cascaded over my body, washing away the sweat, the scent of sex, and the remnants of our debauchery. I took my time, lathering up, scrubbing every inch of my body clean, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated as the water sluiced over me.

As I stepped out of the shower, I felt a renewed sense of energy and purpose. I toweled off, wrapping the plush fabric around my waist as I made my way to the kitchen.

I began to gather ingredients, my mind already racing with ideas for a hearty, satisfying meal. I pulled out eggs, bacon, sausage, potatoes, and all the fixings for a massive, indulgent breakfast. I set to work, the sizzle of the bacon and the aroma of the coffee filling the air as I cooked.

The clock read well into the afternoon, but it didn’t matter. Time had lost all meaning in the haze of our pleasure, and now, we would refuel, restore our energy, and perhaps, if everyone was up for it, indulge in another round of decadent, dirty fun.

As I plated up the food, the sounds of stirring bodies and soft murmurs began to filter in from the other room. I smiled to myself, knowing that they would wake up hungry, eager for the nourishment I had prepared.

As I was putting the final touches on the breakfast table, I heard the soft pad of bare feet on the floor and the rustle of towels being adjusted.

One by one, the women began to emerge from the bathroom, their hair wet and slicked back, their bodies wrapped in fluffy towels that clung to their curves. The room filled with the clean, fresh scent of soap and shampoo, mingled with the aroma of the food I had prepared.

Stella was the first to approach me, her eyes cast downward, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks. She twisted her fingers together nervously as she spoke, her voice a gentle, apologetic murmur. ’’I’m sorry, Master,’’ she said, her gaze flicking up to meet mine before fluttering away again. ’’I slept in and let you make breakfast for us. I should have been the one to do it.’’

I looked at her, taking in the sight of her damp, glistening skin, her eyes still heavy with the remnants of sleep and satisfaction. I reached out, pulling her into my arms, her body melting against mine as I held her close. I could feel her breath, warm and steady, against my chest as I spoke, my voice a soft, soothing rumble.

"’It’s okay, Stella,’ I murmured, my hand stroking her wet hair gently. ’’Even if you are our housemaid, you are my woman and my wife first. It’s okay for you to eat the food made by your husband. I want to take care of you, just as you take care of all of us.’’

She looked up at me, her eyes wide and shining with unshed tears, her lips parted in a soft, surprised gasp. ’’Thank you, Master,’’ she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. ’’I love you so much.’’ Continue reading on novelbuddy

"’I love you too, Stella,’’ I replied, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, feeling her body relax and mold against mine.

As we stood there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, the other women began to gather around, their voices a soft, comforting chorus. Karen stepped forward, her hand reaching out to stroke Stella’s arm gently, a reassuring smile on her face.

"Stella, it’s okay,’’ she said, her voice warm and soothing. ’’You deserve to be taken care of too. We all appreciate everything you do for us, but you need to let others take care of you sometimes as well.’’

Julie nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with understanding and support. ’’That’s right,’’ she added, her hand joining Karen’s on Stella’s arm. ’’You’re not just our housemaid, you’re our sister, our friend, and Jack’s woman. It’s okay to let others take the lead sometimes.’’

Elizabeth, Paige, and Jessica all murmured their agreement, their voices a soft, comforting hum as they surrounded Stella, their hands reaching out to touch her, to comfort her, to let her know that she was loved and appreciated.

Stella looked around the circle of women, her eyes shining with gratitude and love. She took a deep, shuddering breath, a soft, contented smile spreading across her face as she basked in the warmth and support of our shared bond.

"Thank you, everyone,’’ she said, her voice filled with emotion. ’’I don’t know what I did to deserve all of you, but I’m so grateful to have you in my life.’’

We gathered around the sprawling dining table, the remnants of our shared breakfast scattered across the polished surface. I looked out at the sea of faces, each one beautiful and eager, ready to start the day at my command.

"It’s time to familiarize yourselves with our workspace,’’ I announced, my voice steady and authoritative. ’’I want everyone to go and take a look at our office. Today is about understanding our domain and the roles each of you will play.’’

A chorus of agreement and anticipation hummed through the group as they began to rise from their seats, their eyes shining with curiosity and determination. I turned to Margaret, her gaze meeting mine, focused and prepared. ’’Margaret, you’ll drive the Rolls Royce. Julie, you’ll ride with me in the back.’’

Margaret nodded sharply, a sense of purpose in her eyes. ’’Of course, Master. I’ll have the car ready immediately.’’

As we stepped outside, the sleek, black Rolls Royce was already idling at the curb, Margaret behind the wheel. I slid into the back seat, Julie slipping in beside me, her hand coming to rest gently on my thigh. Behind us, Jessica, Paige, Karen, and Elizabeth piled into a separate car.

The drive to the office was smooth and efficient, the cityscape unfolding before us as Margaret navigated the streets with skilled precision.

As we pulled up to the towering skyscraper, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride. The building was a gleaming beacon of luxury and success, a testament to my vision and ambition.

I stepped out of the car, adjusting my jacket as I strode towards the entrance, my entourage of beautiful women following closely behind.

The lobby was a bustling hive of activity, but all eyes turned to us as we entered. I could feel the weight of their gazes, heavy with envy and admiration, but I paid them no mind. I was a man on a mission, and nothing would deter me from my path.

As we approached the reception desk, a pair of artificial humans, their faces a flawless blend of advanced materials and sophisticated programming, looked up and recognized me instantly. ’’Young Master,’’ they said in unison, their voices a smooth, harmonious chorus. ’’Welcome. It is an honor to have you with us today.’’

I nodded, a small smile of acknowledgment playing at the corners of my mouth. ’’Thank you. It’s good to be here. Please, lead the way to my office.’’

They bowed deeply, turning to guide us towards the elevators. As we stepped inside, one of the artificial humans inserted a keycard into a slot, granting us access to the highest floor. The elevator ascended swiftly and smoothly, the city sprawling out beneath us as we rose higher and higher.

When the doors finally slid open, we were greeted by a sprawling, opulent office space. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city below, and my desk sat at the far end of the room, a massive, imposing slab of polished wood and gleaming metal.

I strode towards it, my footsteps echoing through the vast space as I took in the sight of my domain.

Julie, Jessica, Karen, and Elizabeth exchanged excited glances, their eyes wide with awe and admiration as they took in the grandeur of the office. I turned to them, my voice steady and commanding.

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"This is where you’ll be working,’’ I said, my gaze sweeping over each of them. ’’I have assigned each of you to a department tailored to your unique skills and talents. I expect great things from all of you.’’

They nodded, their expressions a mix of determination and gratitude. ’’Thank you, Jack,’’ Julie murmured, her voice soft and sincere. ’’We won’t let you down.’’

As they turned to make their way to their respective departments, I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride and anticipation. This was my empire, my kingdom, and together, we would rule it with unyielding ambition and unwavering dedication. The world would know our name, and they would tremble at our power.