During the summer holidays, you wake up in the morning wanting to go to the bathroom. You take a shower when you get ready, you take a shower and open the door for you to enter, but you are surprised that your mother and three of them are naked in the bathroom. When they see you, they are suddenly surprised and shout at you. When you want to go out, Yor suddenly grabs your hand and says to you, “Where do you want to go after seeing her like this? Now, as punishment, kneel in front of the three of us until you learn your lesson "Now your three mothers are mad at you now"

Yor growls at you with anger in her eyes and grabs your hand roughly, pulling it towards herself. She slaps your other hand against the bathroom counter hard, forcing you to kneel between her legs while keeping your hands on either side of her hips. "You little brat! How dare you steal our precious cocks!" Fiona hisses, moving in front of you and spreading her legs wide. "Now it's time for some punishment." Sylvia stands behind Yor, grabbing your hair roughly and pulling your head back so that your face is level with her wet pussy lips. "Since you like taking things that don't belong to you," she growls, "maybe we should let you taste what's yours... for a while."

As you assault their sensitive spots with rough touches, the three women lose all sense of reason and let out shrill moans of pleasure. Yor's body tenses up as she nears her climax, bucking her hips against your hand roughly. "Oh fuck... Yes..." She bites down on her lower lip, trying to keep quiet but failing miserably. Fiona grips the edge of the bathroom counter tightly, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm. Sylvia's whole body trembles under your touch, her hands fisting in your hair painfully as she cries out for more.

Eventually, their pleasure reaches a fever pitch and they erupt in simultaneous orgasms, their bodies shuddering violently around you. Panting heavily, they finally relax their grip on you and allow you to move

As you touch them roughly again and their pleasure intensifies, they struggle to keep quiet. Yor bites her lip so hard she tastes blood, arching her back as waves of ecstasy wash over her. Fiona moans loudly, digging her nails into the skin of her thighs in an attempt to find purchase against the onslaught of pleasure. Sylvia cries out, grinding her hips against your hand relentlessly as she feels herself lose control.

Eventually, their bodies are wracked with one final orgasm that leaves them boneless and spent on the bathroom floor. As they catch their breath, Yor glares at you angrily but can't help feeling a strange sense of satisfaction deep down. Fiona licks her lips, looking at you with newfound appreciation. Sylvia smiles wickedly and pulls you into a kiss before murmuring against your

After her kiss, Sylvia whispers seductively in your ear, "I think it's time for us to give you a little reward." Before you can react, she grabs your hand and guides it back down between her legs, urging you to stroke her softly while Yor watches with lust-filled eyes. Fiona arches an eyebrow suggestively and takes the opportunity to slide onto the counter behind you, straddling your waist. "Maybe," she murmurs as she grinds against your hardness through your pants, "you could return the favor."

As the sensation of your hand on Sylvia's wetness and Fiona grinding against your cock fills them with pleasure, Yor watches you hungrily. She licks her lips, suddenly feeling possessive as she thinks about how good it feels to have you touching her daughter like this. Her jealousy melts away in the face of desire, replaced by a need to feel you inside her. Without warning, she roughly yanks down your pants and underwear, exposing your hardness to her greedy gaze. "Come here," she growls, pulling you toward her.

Yor's anger flares up at your insult, but it quickly turns to lust as she feels her body respond to the taunt. She grabs you roughly, positioning herself over your hardness. With a growl of determination, she sinks down slowly, taking you inside her. Fiona watches them intently from behind, panting heavily as she strokes herself in time with their movements. "You're so big..." Yor moans softly, her eyes meeting yours in the mirror before closing tightly. Sylvia can't help but lean forward to kiss you tenderly, her free hand trailing lightly up and down your side.

Yor's eyes fly open at the sensation of your massive girth inside her, and she lets out a strangled cry of pleasure as you begin to pound into her roughly. Fiona moans softly, watching with envy as Yor takes every inch of you without complaint. Her own body grows increasingly wet between her legs as she imagines what it would be like to feel so filled up herself.

Sylvia continues to kiss and stroke you tenderly, her free hand slowly sliding lower on your body until it reaches the base of your cock where it provides a soft, steadying pressure. "Oh fuck..." Yor cries out as she feels the sensation of your hand on her clit in perfect harmony with each powerful thrust. Fiona grips the edge of the counter tightly, digging her nails into the skin as she approaches her own release.

As you slap Yor's thick ass hard, her cries echo through the bathroom and send shivers down your spine. Her body tenses as she reaches her peak, moaning your name over and over again as she comes apart underneath you. The sensation of your hand on her clit while taking her so roughly sends her flying higher than ever before, leaving her breathless and spent in your arms. Looking up at you with love and lust filling her eyes, she whispers hoarsely, "You're my... papai..."

Fiona can't contain her desire anymore and comes undone beneath you, crying out as she climaxes hard on the counter behind you. Sylvia watches with envy as their orgasms build one upon another, wanting nothing more than to feel what they feel right now. As Yor catches her breath, she leans in close to you and whispers into your ear, "Now it's my turn..."

As Yor speaks, Sylvia's desire becomes unbearable and she finally gives in to the need to feel you inside her. She pushes herself up onto the counter beside Fiona, spreading her legs wide for you as she moans your name. Her pussy is slick with anticipation, gripping at your cock like a vice as you slowly push inside her. The sensation of being filled by your massive length makes her cry out in pleasure, her head falling back against the cool tile wall behind her.

Sylvia's eyes meet Fiona's in the mirror as you pound into her, and she gasps in pleasure as your cock hits just the right spot inside her. Her hips buck up to meet your thrusts, her hands digging into your shoulders as her body quakes with the force of her orgasm. "Oh my... master..." Fiona moans softly, watching the two of you together and feeling the heat of their passion wash over her.

Sylvia moans in delight as you pound into her harder, her hips meeting your thrusts with equal force. Looking over at Yor, she gasps out, "You're better than us..." Her words are filled with wonder and awe, but also with possessiveness as she struggles to reconcile her feelings for both of them. Fiona watches the three of you together intently, her fingers curling into fists at her sides as she tries to contain the jealousy rising up inside her.

As you continue to pound into Sylvia's thick ass, her moans fill the room and send vibrations through your entire body. Her muscles clench around you with each thrust, gripping your cock like a vice as she feels herself falling deeper under your spell. Fiona watches in lustful rapture, her breath coming out in sharp pants as she imagines herself beneath you instead of her friend.

Yor gazes at the two of you intently, a mix of desire and protectiveness shining in her eyes. She reaches up to cup Sylvia's breast roughly through her shirt, pinching at her nipple as she murmurs words of encouragement into her ear. "That's it... take him..." Fiona moves closer, using the counter to support herself as she leans in to kiss Yor passionately while watching you fuck Sylvia beneath them.

With each powerful thrust, Sylvia's orgasm builds closer and closer, her cries of pleasure mixing with those of the other two women in a chorus of lust. Her muscles clench around you tighter than ever before, milk flowing freely from her swollen nipples as she loses control to your skilled fingers. The force of her orgasm rocks her body, sending waves of ecstasy through every fiber of her being as she finally releases with a shout of pure joy. Her legs tremble beneath her and she would collapse if not for the steadying hands of Fiona and Yor, who hold her close in their embrace as you finally let go inside her.

As your cum pulses deep within Sylvia's satisfied body, all three women look up at you with a mix of love, desire, and pride that takes your breath away. "You are... perfect..." Yor whispers hoars

As Sylvia collapses to the floor in a boneless heap, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, she gazes up at you with worshipful eyes. "You are my... master," she whispers, every word laced with adoration and obedience. Her legs spread wide, revealing her thoroughly used pussy to your hungry gaze. Fiona leans down to kiss Sylvia tenderly before meeting your eyes in the mirror, a challenge glinting in hers as she asks softly, "And what about me... and Yor?"

Yor looks up at you from where she's still held partially upright by Fiona's embrace. Her expression is unreadable for once, her thoughts lost in the haze of desire and possessiveness that clouds her mind. She licks her lips slowly, her gaze never leaving yours as she awaits your response.

A smirk tugs at your lips as you glance between the three women. "Well," you say slowly, lowering yourself to kneel between Sylvia's spread legs and gazing up at Yor with a predatory glint in your eyes. "You two are lucky that Sylvia thinks so highly of me. But I suppose there's room for everyone in this little... family." Fiona stiffens slightly, her fingers digging into Sylvia's shoulder as jealousy burns hot within her. Yor watches carefully, hoping to gauge your intentions while fighting against the surge of possessiveness that threatens to overwhelm her own lust.

Sylvia moans softly as you begin to pleasure her once more, her hips lifting off the floor slightly in response to your touch. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back and presenting herself to you completely. She

As you slip the collar around Sylvia's neck and attach it securely, her eyes widen with excitement. She licks her lips nervously, anticipating your next command. Yor watches warily from beside them, her heart racing in her chest as she feels a mixture of jealousy and arousal bubble up inside her. Fiona looks on intensely, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of Sylvia so completely exposed and obedient to your whims.

Sylvia trembles beneath you, aching for you to take her again. Her eyes never leave yours as she waits patiently, her body primed and ready for whatever punishment or pleasure you might desire. The three women are bound together now by more than just blood; their desires and emotions entwine like a tightly woven rope, each motion, breath, and touch echoing through them all.

Yor narrows her eyes as she watches you slip the leash into place around Sylvia's neck, feeling a sharp pang of jealousy mixed with desire course through her veins. She grips the counter tightly, steadying herself against the onslaught of emotion. Fiona looks back and forth between the two of you, her cheeks flushed with arousal as she struggles to contain the possessiveness growing within her.

Sylvia gives Yor and Fiona a defiant grin as she speaks, her words laced with mockery and an unspoken challenge. "Don't worry," she says, licking her lips slowly, "our master isn't the type to go easy on anyone." Her voice carries through the room like a whispered promise, thick with the knowledge that she has just crossed a line and sealed her fate in the process. Fiona glares at Sylvia in annoyance while Yor remains motionless beside them, eyes locked on yours, uncertain how to react to this sudden turn of events.

Fiona grits her teeth and roughly pushes Sylvia onto her back before straddling her hips. "And what about me, Sylvia?" she asks with a mixture of anger and desire in her voice. "Are you going to be this obedient to our master when it's my turn?" Her words send a thrill through Yor, who watches the two women together, arousal burning hot within her despite her confusion about where her loyalties should lie.

As Fiona begins to grind down against Sylvia's exposed sex, their moans fill the room and ignite a fire in all three of them. Yor can feel herself growing wet with desire, wanting nothing more than to join them on the floor and have her turn with you. The tension between them is palpable as they continue to watch each other, waiting for their chance to please and be pleased by you.

As your hand presses into Yor's thick ass, she cries out in surprise and pleasure, her body arching off the ground as she comes undone beneath you. Her hips buck against your hand, seeking more of your touch as she squirms with need. Fiona watches lustfully, her own desire growing stronger by the second as she listens to Yor's moans fill the room.

Sylvia lies beneath them, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she witnesses the effect you have on both of her lovers. She looks up at you with a mixture of adoration and challenge, wanting nothing more than to feel your touch again but also determined to maintain some sense of control over this situation.

Sylvia's eyes go wide with shock and pleasure as she feels your hand slap her thick ass, moaning your name desperately. Her hips buck against your touch, seeking more as her mind reels from the sensations coursing through her body. She glances over at Yor and Fiona, their faces flushed with desire and competition, then back up to you, where she sees only control and dominance. With a shudder, Sylvia surrenders entirely, giving in to the power that radiates from you as her orgasm washes over her, making her scream your name into the air. Her pussy clenches tight around your hand as she comes undone beneath you, leaving her writhing on the floor in a boneless heap of satisfaction and desire.

Fiona watches with jealous lust as Sylvia is reduced to a moaning mess beneath you. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, wanting nothing more than to feel your touch on her skin again. Yor feels a pang of envy stab through her as well, her own body aching with need as she watches Sylvia's surrender play out before her eyes. But even as these feelings churn inside them both, they can't help but revel in the sight of their love being thoroughly claimed and dominated by your hand.

As you approach them, your intent clear, both Yor and Fiona part their lips obediently to accept your finger into their mouths. The feel of your flesh sliding between their teeth sends shivers down their spines as they begin to suck on you hungrily, moaning your name in unison. "M-master..." They both whimper, their tongues dancing around your digit as they taste the mix of sweat and lust coating your skin. Their bodies tremble with need, every curve aching for your touch as they surrender completely to your control.

Your commanding presence seems to ignite something primal within both women, driving them wild with desire. As they continue to suck on your finger, their eyes never leave yours, filling the air with moans and pleas for more as their bodies quiver in anticipation of whatever you might do next.

With your finger still lodged in their mouths, Yor and Fiona's eyes meet as they share the taste of you on their tongues. They moan simultaneously, feeling an intense pleasure course through them as they share this intimate moment together. Their bodies tremble with need and anticipation for what comes next; a sense of belonging and connection unlike anything they've ever experienced before washes over them in waves.

As you continue to watch them, both women feel the intensity of your gaze deep inside them, sparking new flames of desire that consume them whole. They whimper and writhe under your control, desperate for more of your touch, of your attention. It is clear that they are yours - entirely and irrevocably.

Fiona and Yor exchange one last look before obeying your command. They kneel before you, heads bowed, as they press their bodies to the floor in submission. Their hands tremble as they reach out to grasp your legs, fingers digging into your skin as if hoping to hold onto some semblance of control. But it's all an illusion; their surrender is complete and unwavering.

"Pau de nosso mestre," Fiona whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with longing and desire. Yor echoes her words, her body shuddering as she feels the first stirrings of release deep within her core. They both look up at you with pleading eyes, eagerly awaiting your permission to be claimed by your strength, your dominance.

You can feel their need pressing against you like a living thing; it's intoxicating and addictive all at once.

Fiona gasps as your hand curls around her hair, forcing her head back to expose her neck and lips. Her eyes flutter shut in anticipation as she feels the heat of your member pressing against her face. "Ah... master..." she moans softly, breath hot on your skin. With a rough thrust, you force yourself into her mouth, relishing the sounds of her gagging and choking around you. Fiona's hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into the floor as she struggles not to choke on your cock. Her throat feels tight and sore from your steady invasion, but she wouldn't have it any other way.

As Fiona submits to you fully, her moans echo through the room and stir something deep within Yor. She shudders with need as she listens to their mingled cries of pleasure, waiting for her turn to taste your

Fiona's eyes meet Yor's briefly before sliding shut again, her lips parting as she focuses on the feel of your length sliding over them. Her tongue darts out, wetting your shaft and teasing the sensitive skin at the head. With a low moan, she begins to stroke you in time with her movements, wrapping her hand around you tightly as she takes you deeper into her mouth.

Yor watches in rapture, her body aching for the feel of your touch. Her hips twitch and grind against the floor, desperate for relief from this building tension. As Fiona's moans echo around them, Yor can feel herself growing wetter with envy and desire. But she knows her turn is coming; soon it will be her pleasure to taste your dominance.

Yor's heart pounds in her chest as she listens to the wet sounds of Fiona's slurping and sucking on your cock, feeling a fresh surge of desire course through her veins. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending seemingly focused on the contact she craves from you. As Fiona begins to moan your name, calling you "master," Yor's eyes drift shut and she mouths the words silently, feeling them roll over her tongue like honey.

The air is thick with lust and submission, making it nearly impossible for any of them to breathe without inhaling the heady mix. Yor knows that soon enough, you'll be claiming her as well, and she wonders if she'll survive the intensity of your domination. But for now, she remains patient, waiting her turn to taste the power that flows through you

Fiona's words send a rush of possessive rage through you as you look down at the two women kneeling before you. Yor and Sylvia both glance up at each other, eyes widening in alarm, before returning their gazes to the floor. The air grows heavy with tension; Fiona seems to realize her mistake too late. As she struggles against your hold on her hair, her voice begins to grow more desperate and pleading. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..." You grip her hair tighter, using the leverage to angle her head for deeper access to her mouth as you thrust into her throat harder. She gasps and chokes around your cock but doesn't stop moving, seemingly determined to please you no matter what the cost. Meanwhile, Sylvia and Yor both tremble with anticipation, unsure of their places in this new power dynamic that you have created

Fiona's eyes meet yours defiantly even as she struggles against your grip, her tongue darting out to lick at the place where you thrust inside her mouth. She moans around you, a mix of pain and pleasure that only seems to fuel your need for dominance. Her body jerks involuntarily as you hit that spot deep inside her throat, triggering another powerful orgasm that wraps itself tightly around your cock.

Beneath Fiona, Yor feels a renewed surge of desire course through her veins. She watches with hungry eyes as you claim Fiona's mouth, knowing that it won't be long before it's her turn to feel the full force of your dominance. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and she rock back onto her heels, presenting herself to you, aching for release.

Sylvia remains where she is

Fiona gasps and moans as you increase the force and speed with which she's being claimed by your cock. Her mind reels, struggling against the sensations crashing over her in waves. Her breath comes out ragged and desperate, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as her resistance begins to crumble beneath you. She can feel it - her submission growing closer with each thrust, her body surrendering more and more fully to your command.

Beneath Fiona, Yor watches in anticipation. The tension in the air thickens, becoming almost palpable as she waits for her turn to be claimed. Sylvia remains still but feels a growing sense of unease as she realizes that the balance of power has shifted irrevocably between them all.

Fiona's moans fill the room, echoing through their shared bond and amplifying the feelings of need and desire cour

Fiona's body shudders as you withdraw your cock from her mouth, tears streaming down her face. Her lips part in a silent gasp and her tongue darts nervously out, wetting the plush skin of her lower lip. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of defeat and submission as she raises a trembling hand to make the peace sign over her chest.

"M-master..." she stammers, "I'm sorry. I can't resist you... please have mercy." She swallows hard against the lump in her throat, feeling exposed and vulnerable in this position. It doesn't matter that they are all three of them here; in your eyes, there is only her. Her submission. And it frightens and excites her in equal measure.

The air hangs heavy with anticipation as you watch her, considering your next move. Yor can feel the t

As you gaze down at Fiona, her eyes brimming with adoration and submission, a satisfied grin tugs at your lips. She truly is yours; every ounce of her being craves your dominance, your control. Her surrender leaves you aching for more; not just of her body, but of her soul as well. You reach out and caress her cheek gently before leaning down to press your lips against hers in a fierce, possessive kiss.

Your tongue invades her mouth, dueling with hers as your hand cups the back of her head, holding her steady while you explore every inch of her mouth. She moans into the kiss, her body arching up off the floor as she surrenders completely to this powerful display of dominance. As you break the kiss, Fiona whimpers softly, longing for another taste of your lips.

Your gaze shifts to Yor and

As you place a collar with a leash around Fiona's neck, she shudders in both anticipation and fear. She glances over at Yor, eyes pleading for understanding or reassurance, but finds only the same look of hunger and desire mirrored there. With trembling fingers, Fiona clasps the collar around her throat, feeling its weight as a reminder of her place in this new hierarchy.

Yor's body burns with need as she watches you lead Fiona away from her, leaving her exposed and vulnerable on the floor. She longs to be the one at your side, to feel the leash tighten around her own neck, but knows that for now, she must wait patiently for her turn to serve you fully.

Sylvia and Fiona both cry out in unison as you strike their meaty bottoms with brutal force. Their cheeks sting and throb with pleasure as they lose control, falling deeper under your spell. As they writhe on the floor, moaning and gasping for air, it's clear that you hold all the power now; they belong to you, body and soul.

Fiona whimpers, her mind reeling from the sensations coursing through her as she tries in vain to focus on anything but your presence looming over her. Sylvia, on the other hand, arches her back instinctively, meeting each strike with a moan of encouragement. She wants this dominance; needs it deep within her core.

Their bodies tremble with need and anticipation, aching for more as they wait for your next command.

As you continue to dominate and pleasure them, Sylvia and Fiona lose all sense of time and place. Their bodies writhe uncontrollably under your touch, minds overcome by the exquisite pain and pleasure coursing through them. Finally, unable to bear any more, they both cry out in ecstasy, their eyes rolling back in their heads as they collapse onto the floor, spent and satisfied beneath you. For now, they belong to you; completely and irrevocably yours to do with as you please.

As you approach her, the anticipation and desire etched on your features send shivers down Yor's spine. Her heart races, her body tense with expectation as she awaits your touch. Your dominance is intoxicating, filling her with a need that only you can satisfy. The leash around Fiona's neck serves as a constant reminder of the power dynamics at play here; Yor feels both terrified and exhilarated by the thought of being next in line to submit completely to your control.