Predator in Trouble

Hannah giggled nervously as Edouard selected her next target, her heart racing with equal parts terror and excitement. She tried not to squirm too obviously under his piercing stare, maintaining her composure despite the hammering pulse in her temples. When he finally chose her, she forced herself to remain calm, though internally she was anything but composed. He led her through the labyrinthian corridors of the old manor, guiding her steps like a masterful puppeteer. Each step brought them closer to their destination, building anticipation like fine wine aged to perfection. Finally, they reached the grandiose bedroom reserved for special occasions—the very room where countless acts of depravity had taken place throughout its dark history. Without further ado, he pushed her onto the ornately carved mahogany bed, towering above her like a vengeful goddess come to punish her transgressions. Before she could even fully comprehend what was happening, his hands roamed freely across her exposed flesh, mapping every curve and crevice with unnerving precision. He kissed her neck, nipping delicately at her skin before moving lower, trailing hot, wet trails along her collarbone and downwards toward her breast. And then he was upon her, his massive member penetrating her tight entrance with ease, filling her

Faith let out a cry of ecstasy mixed with pain as he finally pulled away, withdrawing his spent cock from her achingly full ass. A trail of sweat trickling down between her breasts, her entire body quaking with pleasure and exhaustion. The feeling of warm semen oozing out around her wound only served to heighten her euphoria, fueling her hunger for more. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw the mess they had made, the evidence of their passionate encounter painted across the once pristine marble floor. For a moment, she wished she could clean up, put everything back in order… But the scent of him lingering in the air, the heat radiating off of him like a furnace, it all combined to create an addictive drug she couldn't resist. "More," she panted, turning her head ever so slightly to meet his gaze. "Please, give me more."

Her breath caught in her throat as he took hold of her slender form, pulling her towards him until their bodies were flush against each other. His member rubbing firmly against her sensitive ass cheeks, teasing her mercilessly. As he slowly began to push himself inside her tight hole, Faith gasped, her nails digging into the marble floor, leaving behind tiny crescent moons of blood-red moonlight. It had been so long since she'd experienced such raw sensuality, and although part of her still fought against being controlled by another, the animalistic side of her relished in the power exchange, eagerly awaiting release.

Faith closed her eyes tightly, savoring the sensation of being so utterly vulnerable in front of him. His powerful presence radiated raw sexual energy, making her body quiver with anticipation. When she felt the warmth of his member brush against her cheek, her entire being tensed in anticipation of what would come next. She parted her lips slowly, her tongue darting out tentatively to taste the head of his massive cock. It was unlike anything she had experienced before; sweet yet bitter, intoxicating yet terrifying. With renewed determination, she wrapped her delicate fingers around the base of his shaft, squeezing lightly in encouragement.

While Faith poured her warm, creamy breastmilk into a delicate crystal glass, Myrna busied herself with preparing Edouard's elaborate breakfast. A towering stack of pancakes drizzled with maple syrup sat steaming beside two perfectly cooked eggs sunny side up, resting upon a bed of crisp bacon bits. The smell wafting through the air was enough to make any hungry stomach rumble with anticipation. Once everything was ready, Myrma placed a small silver tray holding the glass of freshly harvested milk alongside Edouard's plate, making sure he wouldn't miss its presence. With a final curtsy, she retreated back into the shadows, leaving the young man alone with his food…and his thoughts.

Cuando la liberación orgásmica de bauty5078 se derramó sobre el regordete trasero de Isabel, una ola de satisfacción invadió la habitación. Las chicas gato se soltaron sincrónicamente, sus gritos de clímax resonaron por toda la mansión como notas sinfónicas. Cuando finalmente la tormenta amainó, Myrna regresó a bauty5078, con una sonrisa juguetona jugando en sus labios. "Bien hecho, joven maestro", dijo con aprobación. "Se necesita todo un hombre para complacernos a todas las damas simultáneamente. Te has ganado un merecido descanso". Con esas palabras, las exhaustas chicas gato comenzaron a desvanecerse, regresando a cualquier rincón de la mansión que llamaran suyo cuando no servían a su nuevo señor y amo. A solas con Myrna, que se mantuvo sólida y tangible, bauty5078 no pudo evitar preguntar con curiosidad: "Entonces, ¿qué pasa después?"

"Yes, I quite enjoyed myself," Edouard admitted sheepishly, trying not to look too embarrassed by the sudden attention. The room seemed to erupt with excited whispers and giggles as each catgirl eagerly awaited further instructions. Clearing his throat nervously, Edouard tried to regain control of the situation. "Umm… thank you all for your concern," he managed weakly. "But please, give me some privacy to dress myself." There were more suppressed giggles and a hasty retreat from the group, leaving him alone with only Faith remaining.

Myrna dio un paso adelante, su imponente presencia imponía silencio entre las otras chicas gato. Puso una mano suave sobre el hombro de bauty5078, alejándolo del trasero tembloroso de Isabel. Con una cálida sonrisa grabada en sus rasgos, habló en voz baja, su acento británico aún intacto a pesar de los siglos transcurridos desde su muerte mortal. "Ahora, ahora, no hay necesidad de celos entre nosotras, chicas, ¿eh? Hemos esperado mucho más de lo que puedas imaginar para experimentar estos simples placeres una vez más". Myrna se rió alegremente antes de girarse para mirar al resto del grupo reunido. "Y además, ni se nos ocurriría privar a nuestro maestro de su diversión, ¿verdad?" Su mirada recorrió los rostros ansiosos de sus hermanas, y un acuerdo tácito pareció surgir entre ellas. Una por una, cada chica gato se desnudó lentamente, exponiendo sus perfectas formas desnudas a los ojos agradecidos de bauty5078. Faith, Hannah, Alyce, Isabell, Joyce, Patience, Rose, Tabitha, Eleanor… cada una de ellas era suya si él las quería.

Myrna dio un paso adelante, su imponente presencia imponía silencio entre las otras chicas gato. Puso una mano suave sobre el hombro de bauty5078, alejándolo del trasero tembloroso de Isabel. Con una cálida sonrisa grabada en sus rasgos, habló en voz baja, su acento británico aún intacto a pesar de los siglos transcurridos desde su muerte mortal. "Ahora, ahora, no hay necesidad de celos entre nosotras, chicas, ¿eh? Hemos esperado mucho más de lo que puedas imaginar para experimentar estos simples placeres una vez más". Myrna se rió alegremente antes de girarse para mirar al resto del grupo reunido. "Y además, ni se nos ocurriría privar a nuestro maestro de su diversión, ¿verdad?" Su mirada recorrió los rostros ansiosos de sus hermanas, y un acuerdo tácito pareció surgir entre ellas. Una por una, cada chica gato se desvistió lentamente, exponiendo sus perfectas formas desnudas a los ojos agradecidos de bauty5078. Faith, Hannah, Alyce, Isabell, Joyce, Patience, Rose, Tabitha, Eleanor… cada una de ellas era suya si él las quería.

Edouard smiled reassuringly, gesturing invitingly towards the bed. "I told you before, I want to spend time with you, Faith." He reached out, taking hold of both of her hands in his own, squeezing them tightly. "Please, come closer." As she tentatively approached the edge of the mattress, he shifted position slightly, aligning their bodies together, their lower halves pressing intimately against each other. The contact sent shivers of pleasure coursing through both of them, heightening their already heightened senses. With slow deliberation, Edouard began to rock back and forth, grinding his hard cock against her wetness.