Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 177 Naughty Stella

As I was lost in thought, Margaret returned, dressed in the new clothes I had bought for her. She looked refreshed and ready to serve, her eyes shining with devotion and eagerness.

”Margaret, please call everyone in,” I said, my voice firm and commanding. ”I need to discuss something with them.”

Margaret nodded and quickly exited the office to gather the others. While she was gone, I considered the power I held – the ability of Absolute Hypnosis.

I could use my power to change peopleʼs perspectives, to make them my slaves, but that held no appeal for me. It was too easy, too boring. I craved the challenge, the thrill of the hunt, and the satisfaction of making someone submit to me through my own prowess and dominance, not through some supernatural ability. There was no triumph in victory without effort, no pleasure in conquest without resistance.

As I was lost in thought, Margaret returned, the click of her heels on the hardwood floor echoing through the office as she entered, the others filing in behind her. I looked over and saw their familiar faces – Julie, Jessica, Karen, Paige, Elizabeth, and Margaret – each of them beautiful, each of them mine. I shared my thoughts of going to Mexico, dealing with Tony, and claiming Marina.

They listened intently, their eyes fixed on me, their breath held as they absorbed my words. I could see the reluctance in their eyes, the knowledge that I would be away for a while, but they knew better than to protest. They knew that my word was law, that my will was absolute.

Seeing their reluctance, I decided to spend a day with them before leaving, to indulge in their bodies, to remind them of who they belonged to. ”Come,” I said, my voice a low command as I stood and buttoned my jacket. ”Weʼre going home.”

We took the car and drove directly to my estate, the anticipation building with each passing mile. As I entered the house and walked into the living room, I heard a subtle moaning sound echoing through the air. My other women heard it too, and we quickly followed the sound, our footsteps silent as we tip-toed toward the laundry room.

I peeked into the room, my eyes widening as I took in the scene before me. Stella was grinding her pussy against the washing machine, using the vibrations to pleasure herself.

She was lost in her own world, her eyes closed, her mouth open in a silent moan as she rode the machine, her hips gyrating and bucking against the cold metal. The room was filled with the scent of her arousal, the sound of her wet pussy lips slapping against the machine echoing through the air.

Her back was to us, her skirt hiked up around her waist, revealing the thin strap of her panties disappearing between her plump ass cheeks. I could see the wet spot on her panties, the fabric clinging to her swollen pussy lips as she ground against the machine, her juices coating the metal beneath her, dripping down her thighs as she moaned and writhed in ecstasy.

I quickly removed my pants, my cock already hard and throbbing as I watched her. I could feel the blood pulsing through my cock, my balls aching with the need to claim her, to fuck her, to make her mine. I tiptoed toward her, my footsteps silent as I approached, my eyes fixed on her glistening, swollen pussy.

Without a word, I placed the head of my cock against her tight, puckered asshole and pushed, feeling her tense and stretch as I invaded her most intimate place. She was so tight, her asshole clenching and unclenching as it struggled to accommodate my thick, hard cock. I could feel her body shaking, her breath coming in quick gasps as I pushed deeper, claiming her, making her mine.

Stella screamed in surprise, a loud, muffled cry that echoed through the room as she looked back over her shoulder, her eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. ”Aaaaaaah hmmmmmm,” she moaned, her voice a desperate, needy whine as she took in the sight of the other women standing behind her, watching her with mischievous grins, their eyes filled with lust and excitement.

I turned her around, hugging her tightly as she now faced everyone with my cock buried deep in her anal. Her eyes were wide with a mix of shock, pain, and undeniable pleasure as she looked up at me, her mouth open in a silent moan as she panted and gasped for breath.

Karen stepped forward, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Stella with a mix of disapproval and lust. ”Stella, you naughty little slut,” she said, her voice a low growl as she reached out and grabbed Stellaʼs chin, forcing her to look up at her. ”You were not allowed to cheat, were you? You know the rules, and you broke them. And now, you must be punished.”

Margaret nodded in agreement, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked down at Stella, her eyes filled with a mix of disappointment and desire. ”Yes, Stella,” she said, her voice a low murmur. ”Youʼve been a very bad girl. And now, you must pay the price.”

Stella looked at them, her eyes filled with a mix of guilt, need, and desperation. ”Iʼm sorry, Karen, Margaret,” she whimpered her voice a low, desperate plea as she writhed and bucked against me, her body shaking with need as my cock tore into her asshole, claiming her, making her mine. ”But I couldnʼt control myself without Masterʼs cock. My pussy was being so naughty, and I needed something to satisfy it. Please, have mercy on me.” Stay updated via My Virtual Library Empire

I grinned, feeling a dark, primal thrill course through me as I listened to her beg, her voice a low, desperate whine as she squirmed and bucked against me, her body shaking with need as I fucked her asshole, my cock tearing into her, claiming her, making her mine. ”There will be no mercy for you, Stella,” I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble as I grabbed her by the hips and began to fuck her even harder, my cock slamming into her asshole as I claimed her, used her, fucked her like the dirty little slut she was.

The other women watched, their eyes filled with lust and excitement as they took in the sight of Stellaʼs punishment, her body shaking and convulsing as I fucked her asshole, her moans and screams filling the air as I claimed her, used her, fucked her like the worthless little fucktoy she was.

I could see their hands roaming over their own bodies, their fingers slipping into their panties as they touched themselves, their eyes filled with desire as they watched me fuck Stella, their moans and gasps filling the air as they pleasured themselves to the sight of her punishment.

”Please, Master,” Stella begged, her voice a low, desperate whine as she looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears and need. ”Please, fuck my pussy too. I need to feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me. Please, Master. Please, have mercy on my poor, needy pussy.”