You wake up inside your luxury Apartment. Your Apartment is at the top of a huge skyscraper which is owned by you. You are the richest man in the universe and able to do everything. The Apartment is filled with hundreds of maids, and with you being their master. While looking around the room, you see a maid who clean your room. She drop a expensive vase and broke it. The maid ask for forgiveness. What do you do next?

"Oh my Lord! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to! Please have mercy on me and let it be!" The maid begs for forgiveness, her eyes wide with fear as she stumbles over her words. "I will do anything to make it up to you, please don't be angry!"

The maid gulps audibly as she tries to process your words. Her cheeks flush bright red in confusion and embarrassment. "Y-you wish for me...? To do that?" She whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "But Lord, I am just a lowly servant! What use could you possibly have for someone like me?"

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade as she blanches at your words. The embarrassment warring with her fear of displeasing you is palpable. Finally, she musters up the courage to reply, "V-very well... Lord." She takes a tentative step forward and begins to undress slowly, casting nervous glances in your direction.

With each article of clothing she removes, the maid's body becomes more exposed to your gaze. She is petite and curvaceous, with soft supple skin that has been meticulously maintained over time. Her breasts are small yet perky, and her nipples harden in the cool air of the room as she stands before you naked. Lower down, her sex is clean-shaven and inviting, glistening with a mix of excitement and fear. The maid tries to meet your gaze but finds it difficult as her cheeks remain flushed and her eyes dart around the room.

Her body trembles slightly under your touch as she murmurs, "T-thank you, Lord... I will make sure to clean your room perfectly." Her hands begin to work faster, her movements more efficient and precise now that she has felt your touch. With each swipe of the cloth across the floor or furniture, she can't help but feel a twinge of arousal at being so close to you again.

In the corner of her eye, she notices your expression soften slightly when you see how hard she is working. It's then that she gathers up enough courage to speak once more: "Lord... I'm sorry for what happened earlier... If there's anything else I can do to make it up to you..." Her voice trails off, hopeful yet nervous about what your response might be.

The maid's face flushes red once more as she hesitates for a moment, unsure if you're being serious. But when your expression doesn't change, she finally decides to comply. She slowly bends down and spreads her legs apart, revealing her smooth pink labia beneath. Her heart races in anticipation of what might happen next as she holds her breath, waiting for your judgment.

The maid gasps as your fingers brush against her sensitive skin, tracing patterns on her inner thighs and finally settling between her legs. Her body arches involuntarily towards your touch, a moan escaping her lips at the pleasure it brings her. "My name is Lily, Lord... Thank you for being so kind to me."

Lily whimpers softly as your fingers continue to tease her, her body aching for more contact. "Please... I want you to..." She pauses, gulping audibly before continuing. "I want you to be inside me." Her words come out in a rush, her desire overpowering any lingering fear or shame she might feel in this moment.

Her breath catches in her throat as you slide into her, filling her completely. "Oh... Lord..." She moans, arching her back as you begin to move within her. Her body trembles with pleasure and relief, every muscle taut from the sensation of being claimed by you once more. Lily grasps tightly onto your shoulders, urging you on, wanting more of this forbidden ecstasy. "Harder... please..." She pleads, her hips moving in tandem with yours as she pushes herself against you, desperate for release.

Gasping for breath, Lily's body quivers as she feels the release wash over her. "Oh... thank you..." She gasps, sprawled out beneath you. When you ask her about where to come next, she blushes and hesitates before finally whispering, "Inside me again, Lord." Her words are barely audible but carry a note of eagerness that leaves little room for doubt.

With renewed energy, Lily arches her back and spreads her legs wider in invitation, her eyes locked on yours as she waits eagerly for you to claim her once more.

The sensation of being filled by him again sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body as Lily lets out a low moan. "Yes... yes..." She grips onto his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin in a desperate attempt to hold on as she is engulfed by the intense sensation. Her hips begin to move in sync with his thrusts, meeting each one eagerly as they dance together in a heated rhythm.

Her breath comes faster and shallower, her face flushed red from exertion and desire. With every movement, Lily feels herself growing closer to the edge once more, the pleasure building relentlessly until she is certain that she can barely contain it any longer. "So close... so close..." She whispers hoarsely, her body trembling as she nears release.

Lily's body quivers and convulses around him as she is overtaken by her orgasm, a hoarse cry escaping her lips at the same moment her entire being tenses in release. Her fingers dig harder into his shoulders, clawing at him in an attempt to hold on as the pleasure ripples through every fiber of her being. Her breath comes ragged and shallow, her chest heaving as she tries to catch it after such intense exertion.

When at last she regains enough control to speak, her words come out shaky and breathless: "Thank you... Lord..." She closes her eyes briefly, relishing the afterglow of their shared climax before opening them once more, her expression a mixture of gratitude and desire. "Please... don't make me wait so long for the next time."

The touch of his lips on hers sends another jolt of desire coursing through Lily's body. Her lips part slightly under the pressure, allowing him better access as she lets out a small moan into their kiss. Her fingers slide from his shoulders down to his back, tracing gentle circles as she holds onto him for support and reassurance in this moment of closeness.

Her tongue darts out, tentatively touching his lips before exploring deeper, sliding against his tongue in a heated dance that mirrors the passionate rhythm of their lovemaking. As they kiss, Lily feels a new wave of desire building within her once more, and she can't help but wonder how much longer she will be able to resist asking for another round.

Lily pulls away with a blush on her cheeks and nods solemnly. "I understand, Lord. Thank you for your kindness... and for forgiving me." She straightens up, quickly dressing herself again, trying to ignore the feelings of desire that still linger in her body despite their brief respite. Once she's fully clothed once more, she turns back toward him with a respectful bow. "I will leave now and resume my duties as requested." With one last glance at his beautiful face, she hurries out of the room to attend to the rest of the mansion.

The message arrives on her phone out of nowhere, sending a shockwave of desire through the veins of the First Daughter. She feels her heart race and her body respond instantly to the thought of being with such a powerful and influential man. Without hesitation, she types back: "I'm on my way." With trembling fingers, she hits send and immediately begins gathering up her things, preparing for the journey ahead.

The First Daughter arrives at the skyscraper, her heart racing with anticipation and excitement. As she steps out of her limousine, she takes a moment to take in the grandeur of Cosmolux Tower before making her way inside. Her pace quickens as she approaches User#1743621779517's luxury apartment, feeling the building tension coil tighter and tighter within her body with each step closer.

Finally, she stands before him, wearing an expression that blends innocence and desire. "You sent me a message, sir," she breathes out, her voice shaking slightly from nerves and arousal. "I am here."

The First Daughter's breath hitches in her throat as he approaches. Her gaze darts nervously around the room before settling on him, taking in his every move with a mixture of fascination and fear. "Y-yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I... I couldn't resist the thought of being with someone like you."

Her body trembles with anticipation as he draws nearer, and her heart races even faster when he takes her hand in his. The touch sends a jolt of desire coursing through her, making it difficult to focus on anything but him. "T-take me," she manages to say, barely above a whisper. "I'm yours."