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.

Yor whimpers softly as you command her to turn over and presents herself to you. Her heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement as she feels your strong hands grip her hips, positioning her perfectly for what comes next. As you begin spanking her plump bottom, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body, she moans and bucks her hips instinctively, seeking more contact with your hand.

Her cheeks burn from the sting of each slap, but she welcomes the pain as another layer of submission to add to her growing desire for you. She can feel the wetness between her legs growing insistent, needy, as her arousal heightens with every spank and moan that escapes her lips.

As your lips find hers in the gentle kiss, Yor's entire body trembles with need and desire. The taste of her filling your mouth ignites a spark within her core that quickly spreads throughout her body, leaving her aching for more of your touch. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, fingers digging deep into your skin as she tries to anchor herself in this moment; the sensation of being so completely desired and dominated by you is overwhelmingly arousing.

The kiss deepens, your tongue dancing with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth with expert precision. Yor whimpers softly against your lips, moaning into the kiss as she feels herself growing closer to the edge of release. With each thrust of your tongue and caress of your hands, she can feel herself slipping further under your spell; succumbing completely to your dominance in a way that leaves her both terrified

Yor swallows hard as you hold her chin in place, your lips mere inches from hers. The feel of your breath on her skin sends shivers down her spine and she finds herself struggling for air, her lungs burning with need. Her eyes flutter shut and her cheeks flush crimson as she stammers out a reply, "You... You are my master..." Her words are barely audible above the rapid throb of her heart in her ears. But they feel true; right down to her core. And for now, there is no denying it: you own her body and soul.

Yor nods weakly, her cheeks flushing deeper with shame and arousal at your words. She feels the last vestiges of her pride and independence crumble beneath you, leaving her achingly exposed and vulnerable in this moment. Her body trembles with need as she awaits your next command, desperate for any sort of release from this overwhelming desire that only you seem capable of satisfying.

As you continue to hold her chin in place, Yor can feel the wetness between her legs growing unbearably insistent. Her breath comes out ragged and uneven, her eyelids fluttering open and closed as she struggles against the building tension coiling tightly within her. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, hardly daring to voice her need aloud. "Please... master."

As your command echoes through the room, Yor's cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red with embarrassment and arousal. She looks down at her hands, unsure for a moment if she should obey, but finally relents when the tension within her grows unbearable. With trembling fingers, she lifts her hand and slaps her own plump bottom; the sound echoing through the room in time with the sting on her skin. She moans softly, feeling both pleasure and shame coursing through her body as she does as you command.

As Yor continues to spank herself, your grip on her chin tightens ever so slightly, encouraging her movements even further. Your lips brush against hers, teasing and taunting before pulling back once more, leaving her desperate for the taste of you again. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she continues to sp

As you guide Yor to her knees and force her head down towards your waiting cock, a shudder runs through her body. Her cheeks flush even darker with arousal as she takes in the sight of your erection, slick and glistening with anticipation. Her mouth opens and her tongue darts out tentatively, wetting the swollen head before engulfing you deeper. She moans around you, her hands clutching at your thighs for support as she takes more of you into her mouth.

The feel of Yor's tightness enveloping him is almost too much to bear; her skilled tongue and suckling lips driving him closer to the edge with every passing moment. His hips begin to buck, thrusting deeper into her mouth as he fights for release, grunting and cursing low in his throat. The leash around Fiona's neck t

Yor moans around your cock, her tongue flicking out to taste and tease as she devotes herself to pleasuring you. The leash around Fiona's neck tenses and jerks involuntarily with each thrust of Yor's head, the silent reminder that while they may all share you tonight, there is only one true master in this room.

Yor feels a surge of pride and satisfaction as you praise her skills. Her tongue darts faster, dancing over your sensitive flesh as she struggles to please you in every way she can. The tension in the air grows thick with desire and need, fueling her movements as she takes more of you deeper into her mouth. Her lips stretch around your girth, teeth scraping lightly against the delicate skin of your shaft, sending shudders of pleasure coursing through your body.

As your thrusts become more powerful and demanding, Yor's body instinctively responds. She sucks harder, her tongue dancing wildly over your length as she takes every inch you have to give her. The feel of her wet warmth engulfing you drives you closer and closer to the edge of release, until finally you can hold back no longer. Your hips buck violently, driving deep into Yor's mouth, coating her tongue with your hot cum as you explode powerfully against the back of her throat.

Yor moans around you, her body trembling as she swallows every last drop, savoring the taste of your dominance and submission that lingers on her tongue. The leash around Fiona's neck slackens slightly as you pull out, spent and satisfied for now. But their time together is far from over; the power dynamic between them will shift and change innumerable

Yor's eyes widen in surprise as you deliver a stinging spank to her plump bottom. She gasps and moans, feeling the heat spread across her already flushed skin. The sensation ignites a burning desire within her, making it even more difficult for her to control her need. As you continue to spank her, she arches her back, offering herself up to your dominance with every moan and whimper that escapes her lips.

Yor's eyes squeeze shut in agony and pleasure as you pull her hair, using it to guide your harsh slaps across her backside. Her breath comes out ragged and uneven, her body tensing with each stinging impact. She twists her head to the side, trying to escape the pain but only making herself more vulnerable to your grasp. With every spank, she feels a growing sense of surrender and submission washing over her, leaving her achingly aroused and yearning for more of your dominance.

As you continue to punish and pleasure her, Yor finds herself slipping deeper into the thrall of your control. Her mind becomes clouded with desire and need; all she can focus on is the feel of your hands on her body, the rough sting of your palms against her tender flesh. She whimpers and moans, arching her back in offering as she gives herself

As Yor feels the pleasure coursing through her body, her eyes begin to close and a contented moan escapes her lips. She is fully submersed in your dominance now, reveling in every sting and caress you bestow upon her. Her cheeks flush even deeper with arousal as she clings to the sensations washing over her, lost in the intoxicating power dynamic at play.

Her breath hitches as pleasure overwhelms her senses, sending shudders of delight coursing through her body. She gasps and writhes beneath your touch, every fiber of her being focused on the ecstasy you bring her. The heat in her core builds unbearably, and with a hoarse cry of release, Yor's entire body tenses and convulses as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her.

Her cries echo through the room, amplifying the power dynamic between you and serving as a reminder to all present: there is no escape from your dominance, nor would they want any such thing. As Yor's body finally begins to relax beneath yours, she glances at Fiona and Sylvia, her eyes shining with satisfaction and desire, knowing that their turn to experience this unyielding pleasure will come soon enough.

As Yor recovers from her intense orgasm, she can't help but marvel at how thoroughly you've dominated and pleased her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and when she finally finds the strength to speak again, her voice is raw with emotion as she whispers your name: "You... you are far beyond anything I could ever have imagined..." Her eyes drift over to Fiona and Sylvia, still kneeling nearby. "Even together." The admission catches in her throat, and she meets your gaze defiantly, daring you to take her up on that challenge.

Yor's cheeks flush even darker as you issue the command, her body responding instinctively to your dominance. The sting of each spank sends waves of pleasure coursing through her, heightening her arousal and further cementing your place as her master. As she moans and squirms beneath your hand, she can't help but wonder how much longer they will all be able to resist giving in completely to your desires.

As you release your seed deep inside Yor, her body is wracked with pleasure and exhaustion, leaving her limp and satisfied on the floor. She gasps for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she comes down from the intense high she's just experienced. Her eyes flutter closed, images of your dominance and submission dancing behind her lids.

Meanwhile, Fiona and Sylvia watch with bated breath, their own desires burning hotter than ever before. They glance at each other, exchanging knowing looks as they anticipate their turns to feel the full weight of your power and passion.

As you clasp a collar around Yor's neck and secure it with a leash, the symbolism isn't lost on her. She is now officially your pet, just like Sylvia and Fiona. Her cheeks burn with embarrassment and arousal as she glances over at them, feeling an unspoken bond of submission grow stronger between them all. With a sigh, she accepts her place in this new hierarchy and looks forward to whatever pleasure and pain you have in store for her next.

The tension in the air is thick with anticipation as each of their eyes dart back and forth between you and one another. Their bodies tremble with desire, aching for release from this constant build-up of tension. It's clear that it won't be long before you decide who is next to feel your dominance and submission, and they can hardly wait to find out what fate awaits them beneath your

As you clasp your hand around all three leashes, leading the women closer together, a thrill of power surges through you. They are yours, completely and irrevocably. Their eyes meet in silent understanding as they wait for your command, their bodies tense with eagerness and desire. The air crackles with anticipation, heightening the senses of all involved, making each touch that much more intense and electrifying. It's a potent reminder of the power you wield over them and how deeply they crave your dominance in every aspect of their lives.

As you command them, the women obey without hesitation, each dropping to their knees and lowering their heads in submission. The contrast between their submissive postures and the fierce determination burning in their eyes is striking, making it clear that they have willingly surrendered themselves to your dominance. They await your word, shuddering with anticipation as they wonder which of them you'll choose next to feel the full weight of your power and passion.

"Oh, really?" Yor asks with a sly grin, her eyes narrowing slightly as she glances between you and Sylvia and Fiona. "And just how are you going to punish us?" Her voice is challenging but there's a hint of arousal beneath the surface, an unspoken desire for you to take control and assert your dominance over them all.

Fiona looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes, her lips parted in anticipation. Sylvia meets your gaze defiantly, her expression daring you to try anything. The tension in the air thickens as they await your response, their bodies trembling with need and excitement.

As you issue your command, the women immediately drop to their knees and lower their heads in submission. Their hearts race with anticipation and desire as they wait for you to begin your punishment. Yor's cheeks flush redder than ever before, her body tingling with need at the thought of feeling your cock so close but not being allowed to touch it. Sylvia bites her lip in frustration while Fiona lets out a soft moan, unable to contain herself any longer.

The air between you is charged with lust and power as you gaze down upon them, enjoying the sight of their submission. Your hand moves to stroke your cock gently, teasingly, watching as it makes the women squirm in helpless desire. You can feel their need radiating off of them like a fire, begging to be sated. For now, however, they will remain at your mercy, enduring whatever pun

As you tease them with your cock mere inches from their faces, Yor, Sylvia and Fiona can't help but whimper in need. They watch as you sway it back and forth, the thick head occasionally grazing against their lips or noses. It feels unbearably hot, making them squirm even more in desperation to taste and touch you again.

Your voice, with its playful yet commanding tone, fills their ears once more as you warn them about chastity for a week if they dare not obey. The fear of losing out on such an incredible opportunity only serves to heighten the tension further, making each woman even more desperate for your attention. Their breath comes in ragged gasps as they wait for you to make your decision, their eyes locked onto yours, pleading silently for mercy... or punishment.

As your words sink in, each woman hesitates for just a moment, weighing the risk against the pleasure they could gain by disobeying. They glance at one another, unsure of what to do as their bodies writhe with need and desire. Finally, after an agonizingly long moment, Yor breaks the silence, her voice quivering with submission as she whispers, "Please, Master... may we?" Her eyes never leave yours, hungry for your approval even as she asks permission to do something that would normally earn her punishment.

Yor's heart races at your words, a combination of arousal and panic swirling through her. Her eyes dart briefly to Sylvia and Fiona before returning to meet your gaze unwaveringly. "Yes, Master," she says softly, nodding her understanding. "We'll endure it." Her cheeks flush with shame at the thought of being deprived of your cock for a week, but the thrill of submitting to your will in this way overpowers any other emotion.

Sylvia and Fiona exchange uncertain glances before Sylvia finally speaks up, her voice steady despite the fire burning within her. "Yes... we'll accept it." Her eyes flicker momentarily towards Yor, offering a silent apology for doubting her earlier decision to submit completely. Fiona bites her lip as she nods in agreement, feeling the first stirrings of anticip

Your command echoes through the room as you guide your hard length towards their eager mouths. Yor, Sylvia and Fiona cry out in unison, their faces contorting with pleasure as they feel the hot head of your cock brush against their lips. They bob their heads up and down instinctively, desperate to taste you once more after all this time without your touch.

As each woman takes a mouthful of your length, your free hand moves to grip the back of her head possessively, holding her in place as she pleasures you. You watch with satisfaction as they struggle to accommodate your size, their cheeks hollowing and their eyes watering from the effort. The sounds of slurping and moaning fill the air, driving each woman closer to orgasmic oblivion with every stroke of your hand and thrust of your hips.

As you watch them struggle to please you, their need is palpable. Yor's lips stretch around your girth, her tongue flicking out to wet and stroke you as she tries desperately to take more of you into her mouth. Sylvia moans loudly in appreciation, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks and licks at the base of your shaft. Fiona's hands grasp your thighs tightly, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy as she focuses on making every move count.

Their bodies writhe beneath you, their skin flushed with desire and anticipation. The smell of their arousal fills the air, driving you even wilder as they service you like the sluts they are. They obey your command without question, proving once again that they are nothing more than your playthings to be used however you see fit.