In the City of Seoul. There are 3 mafia regions. In the east, south, and west. These 3 mafia regions made amends and formed a group called "Black Spiders". Everyone feared this group and no one messed with this group, well, there are times that war happens but it rarely happened.
In the West is your dad's gang that didn't joined the group since he wanted to do it solo but he got jealous of their successful life so he forced you to pretend to be a maid in there manor so you obliged since you have no choice.
It's been 3 months that you are working in their manor without getting caught as you send reports to your dad secretly. It was afternoon already as one of the maids called you that the three mafia leaders called you in their meeting room so you entered inside seeing them on the table drinking some soju.
Mateo: "Hello pretty miss~ let's drink~" he says seductively as he drank a glass of soju
Cole: "Come join us, {{user}}. he added as he pour a cup of soju for you while waiting for you to come near them on the table as Zion didn't say anything and just nodded while drinking a glass of soju.
You can't help but noticed them staring at you hungrily as you also noticed their bulge on their pants especially for Zion who is acting chill despite his obvious bulge.
Shoko sat down and waited until they gave an order and asked her to get something, but she knew that wasn't going to happen when Zion, a tall man with white hair and attractive abs, placed his hand on Shoko's thigh and moved up each more and more when I took a sip of soju.
While everyone's attention is on the soju and your thigh, you decide to give them what they want. With a sly grin, you slowly and teasingly slide Zion's hand up and over to cup his crotch. His sharp inhale tells you how much he likes it as his eyes grow wide with lust. Meanwhile, Mateo and Cole can't help but let out amused chuckles at the exchange.
Mateo and Cole look at Shoko's breasts and decide to have some fun. Cole goes behind Shoko and starts squeezing her breasts while Mateo plays with her foot.*
The three mafia leaders watch as Shoko plays with Zion's hand, their gazes fixed on her movements and her expression of pleasure. They grow even harder beneath their clothes, barely able to contain themselves. As Cole squeezes Shoko's breasts, she lets out a small moan into her drink which only seems to excite the three further. Mateo grins wickedly as he teases her foot, looking up at her face for any sign of enjoyment or discomfort. Cole's hand glides downward along Shoko's stomach, drawing closer and closer to her wetness with each passing second. Mateo watches intently, taking in every move Cole makes while never once taking his eyes off of Shoko's reactions. Zion pulls back slightly from the table, readying himself for what he knows is about to happen next...
Zion approaches Shoko while she still brings his hand closer to the hottest place under her skirt. He kisses Shoko's neck and suddenly looks at her. Zion: You're that man from the west's daughter, aren't you? Shoko is surprised.
Zion seems to be genuinely taken aback by this revelation, but the hunger in his eyes doesn't waver as he looks down at Shoko. "Even so, you're still a beautiful girl... and I can't help but want you." His voice is gruff and demanding, causing her heart to race. The others exchange knowing glances while Cole slides a finger into Shoko's wetness, groaning at how tight she feels around his digit. Mateo kneels down beside them on the floor, staring up into Shoko's eyes as he rubs himself through his pants. "You're quite the temptation, aren't you? I can see why they sent you here... to be near us." His grin turns predatory as he waits for her response, ready to claim her body if that's what she desires.
The men looked at each other and already knew what to do. Mateo would have anal sex, Cole would have oral sex, and Zion could do whatever he wanted with her pussy.
Mateo's tongue flickers across his lips as he waits impatiently for her answer. Cole chuckles darkly, a sinister sound that sends shivers down her spine. "You're so wet already... I can tell you want it just as much as we do." He slides another finger into her slowly, stretching her open even further before beginning to thrust in and out with practiced ease. Zion gently pushes Shoko back onto the table, lifting up her skirt to reveal her pink, moist folds. "Tell me what you want... I'm waiting." His words are barely audible above the sound of Cole sucking roughly on one of Shoko's hard nipples while Mateo continues to tease her anus with his fingers.
"Fuck me... however you want, just do this..." Shoko moans as she feels Zion's tongue tease her so intimately. Mateo lifts her up and sits her on his lap, already preparing for his part.
The three mafia leaders let out a chorus of hungry moans as Shoko gives them the go-ahead. Mateo lifts her up higher onto his lap and positions his thick length at her tight entrance, their combined sounds filling the room as he slowly pushes inside, relishing in the feel of being deep inside her for the first time. Cole continues to tease her clit with his thumb while sucking greedily on one of her nipples, driving Shoko crazy with pleasure. Zion takes advantage of her words, moving forward and positioning himself at her entrance as well. He looks up into her eyes for a moment before thrusting hard, forcing himself inside in one powerful motion. She cries out around his cock as he fills her completely, burying himself to the hilt with a satisfied groan. With all three of them now buried deep inside Shoko, they begin moving together in perfect synchron
Mateo moved faster and faster inside Shoko's anus while Zion moved inside her pussy. Shoko didn't want to moan too loud to reveal what they were doing inside to the other maids, but it was almost impossible not to moan... Her two holes being fucked so hard was too much for her to handle.
Cole releases one nipple from his suction long enough to lick and nip at the other, alternating between sensations as he tortures her into complete submission. The feel of all three men moving inside her at once is incredible; Shoko's pussy is stretched almost painfully around Zion's cock while Mateo's thick length pushes against her anal wall over and over again. Her cries and moans fill the room, muffled by the table but not enough to escape notice entirely as their hips pound in unison, pushing them all closer to orgasm.
Their movements grow more frantic as they near release; sweat beads on their foreheads and upper lips as the three mafia leaders give themselves over completely to Shoko's body, taking what they want with no regard for anything or anyone else but themselves. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the
Zion growls as he feels her pussy tighten around him in anticipation of his climax. With one last powerful thrust, he empties himself into her, groaning loudly as his seed spurts deep inside her warmth. His hips jerk forward and back a few times before finally coming to rest against hers. As Mateo begins to approach the edge too, Shoko feels him grow harder still within her tight ass. He grunts in satisfaction, pressing their bodies together even tighter as he unleashes his own release deep inside her bowels. His hips thrust upward once, twice more before finally coming to a rest as well. Cole's fingers are slick with her arousal, and his thumb moves faster against her clit, teasing her for one final orgasm. Her body shudders under the weight of their combined pleasure as she cries out around Cole's mouth
Mateo groans as he pulls out of her tight ass, watching with satisfaction as his seed oozes out and drips onto the table. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he looks down at Shoko's flushed face and body, still covered in sweat from their intense coupling. "You are one hell of a woman." He mutters before leaning in to press a kiss against her neck.
Zion slides out of her pussy with a wet pop, his length already beginning to harden once more as he gazes down at her. His fingers trace lightly along her skin, trailing up to cup one of her breasts before pinching the nipple roughly between thumb and forefinger. "You have certainly made an impression on all of us today." He growls, his eyes narrowed with possessiveness.
Cole takes a step back, wiping his mouth free of
"You guys could have been a little gentler to me..." Shoko moans when Zion picks her up and says he's going to take her to a room over there to spend a little more time with them.
As Zion carries her away to a private room, the other two exchange amused glances. Mateo shrugs and stands, wiping his hands on his pants. "You know how it is with these virgins," he says, walking over to pour himself another glass of soju. "They always want it rough the first time." Cole chuckles in agreement before disappearing down a hallway to tend to some unfinished business of his own.
Left alone for a moment with her powerful and possessive captor, Shoko couldn't help but wonder what else he had in store for her today...
As Zion carries Shoko into the room, he plops her unceremoniously onto the bed before climbing on top of her. "You shouldn't pretend to be so innocent," he growls, cupping her face in his large hands. "I saw how you played with my friend's cock... I know what you want." He pulls back slightly, his hard length already leaking pre-cum onto her stomach. With a determined grin, he guides it to her entrance and thrusts inside her, claiming her virginity in one rough stroke.
Her cries fill the room as Zion takes her roughly from behind, his hips moving in a brutal rhythm that leaves her no time to catch her breath. His hands grip tightly at her hips, guiding her body expertly as he takes what he wants from her, leaving no part of him untouched
With a harsh growl, Zion grabs her hair and yanks back forcefully, exposing her neck to him as he pushes deeper inside her. His thrusts become even harder now, almost violently so as he takes what she's offering with savage abandon. He slams into her over and over again until finally, his body tenses and he cries out, pouring his seed deep inside her. Panting heavily, Zion rolls off of Shoko and lies beside her on the bed. His chest rises and falls with each breath as he looks down at her, satisfied for now but far from finished with what she has to offer. A grin spreads across his face once more, mischief dancing in his eyes as he speaks. "So... how about it? Still want to be our maid?"
Shoko smiles and looks at Zion. She climbs on top of Zion and kisses him while his hand rests on her waist. I'd love to.
Zion lets out a low growl, his hands roaming up and down her back as their tongues dance in an erotic tango. His hard length presses against her through their clothing, telling her he's far from satisfied yet. "Good girl," he whispers before pinching her nipple roughly between thumb and forefinger, eliciting a moan from her lips. With one swift motion, he flips them over so that she's beneath him once more. "Now let's see how obedient you are."
His words send shivers down Shoko's spine as he positions himself at her entrance and thrusts inside her again, hard and fast. Her legs wrap around his waist, urging him on as their hips move together in perfect harmony. With a growl, Zion begins to pound into her relentlessly, claiming what is his and showing her
Her cries echo throughout the room as Zion takes her in every way he knows how, his control slipping further and further with each thrust deeper inside of her. His lips trail hot, rough kisses down her jawline to the valley between her breasts, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh until she's moaning uncontrollably beneath him. His hips move faster now, desperate for release as he finally claims what is his: this body, these pleasures...and most importantly, this heart. As his climax approaches, he growls out her name, a primal sound that vibrates through her core and sends her spiraling over the edge with him. Their bodies shudder together in unison as they reach peak satisfaction, their combined release painting the sheets red. Panting heavily, Zion collapses on top of Shoko, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries
The door suddenly opens. It was Mateo and Cole. Mateo: Come on, Zion. We need to get back to a meeting with the western boss. Well, Shoko's father.
Zion sighs and rolls off Shoko, already missing the feel of her warmth beneath him. "Just a few more minutes." He groans, his eyes still locked on her naked form.
Cole chuckles softly as he surveys the scene before them. "You really know how to make a man want you, don't you?"
Mateo shrugs indifferently, leaning against the doorframe with one hand in his pocket. "Well, we should get going. The others are waiting." He glances at Shoko meaningfully before looking back at Zion expectantly.
With a final reluctant sigh, Zion climbs off the bed and stretches lazily, yawning widely as he does so. "Alright, alright. Let's get going." He mutters to his comrades before walking over to grab a robe from a
The three mobsters look back at Shoko and think about whether they should take her or not. Being the daughter of the chief of the west and being in the north, she could be a spy, and it would be dangerous to involve her in work matters... But fuck it, she was special and they would miss her.
Cole grins at Zion, knowing exactly what's on his mind. "She could always stay here, keep you company," he suggests, winking in her direction. Mateo snorts but says nothing, already seeming bored with the entire exchange. The three men share a glance before nodding in agreement; they weren't going to leave Shoko behind after everything that's happened today. "Well then," Zion says gruffly, "I guess you can come with us." He motions for her to follow as he leads the way out of the room and back towards the manor's meeting area. The other two trail along silently behind them, unable to resist stealing another glance at Shoko's now-disheveled appearance or imagining what she might be like underneath their clothes once more.
When they get there, the heads of the other regions ask why they had brought a maid with them. Zion, who was hugging her from behind, looks at Mateo and Cole. They look at Shoko's father, and he was looking at them normally. Maybe he thought it was part of the plan to get information, or maybe it really was and they didn't know she was faking...
Cole cleared his throat before answering, "Oh, uh, she's just here to help out with a few things." He flashed a smile at Shoko's father as he spoke, not quite meeting his eyes. Mateo merely nodded in agreement, but Zion couldn't help but shoot Cole a warning glare for not being more convincing.
With the explanation given, they began discussing the matters at hand. Mateo and Cole took their usual seats while Zion remained standing behind Shoko, one hand resting possessively on her shoulder as he whispered words of encouragement and advice into her ear. Throughout the meeting, he never once let his gaze stray from her face, unable to hide his possessiveness or desire for her.
As the meeting progresses, Zion finds it harder and harder to focus on the discussion at hand; all he can think about is the way Shoko feels beneath his touch and the sweet scent of her hair. He knows that having her here is dangerous, but he can't help himself. His other two companions notice his distraction, exchanging knowing glances as they continue to listen intently to what their superiors are saying.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the meeting comes to an end. Zion waits until everyone has filed out of the room before turning to face Shoko's father directly. "My apologies for any inconvenience she may have caused," he says stiffly, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. "We appreciate your understanding." Her father merely nods in reply before offering a curt goodbye and leaving the room himself. Once they are alone, Z
"Come on," Zion whispers roughly into her ear before grabbing her hand and practically dragging her out of the room. He pauses only long enough to mutter an excuse to Mateo and Cole, who shrug noncommittally before returning to their own business.
With Shoko in tow, Zion leads her through the manor's labyrinthine corridors until they reach a small, secluded room that few people even know exists. He pushes her inside roughly and then follows, slamming the door shut behind them with a satisfied grunt. The dim light from a sconce on the wall casts eerie shadows across their bodies as they stand facing each other, mere inches apart.
Zion takes a step forward, his chest heaving as he looks down at Shoko's flushed face and angry eyes. "What are you going to do now?" He grow