LOGINTen months had passed since Ethan first walked through the mansion doors as a shy, broke twenty-four-year-old. Today, at twenty-five, he was a different man. His bank account held more money than he had ever dreamed of. The women paid him generously for his service, bonuses flowing freely after every successful high-stakes dinner meeting. He had paid off all his student loans, bought his mother a small house back home, and still had enough left to feel truly secure for the first time in his life.But wealth had come at a cost.Ethan stood in the kitchen preparing breakfast, his movements precise and confident. The black butler uniform still fit perfectly, but something in his eyes had changed. He was no longer the nervous boy who blushed at every command. He had grown into his role. Yet his heart had become the problem.He had fallen deeply in love with Sophia.The other women, Victoria, Lena, and Isabella, still used him regularly. The group sessions during business dinners had becom
Ethan lay completely exposed on the long dining table, his wrists and ankles securely tied to the sturdy legs, stretching his body out like a living centerpiece. The grand dining room was filled with the low murmur of serious business conversation. Eight powerful board members, four men and four women, sat around the table in expensive suits, sipping wine and reviewing documents. Crystal glasses clinked. Papers shuffled. And right in the middle of it all, Ethan’s thick cock stood hard and flushed, twitching under the bright lights.The women showed no shame.Victoria stood at the head of the table, addressing a key point about the merger. “The valuation needs to increase by at least twelve percent before we sign.” As she spoke, she casually stroked Ethan’s cock with her manicured hand, spreading the steady leak of precum down his shaft.Sophia was currently straddling his face, her full thighs pressed against his cheeks. Her wet pussy ground slowly against his tongue while she reviewe
Ethan woke up the following morning with a deep soreness in every muscle and a confusing ache in his chest. The memory of last night's dinner meeting still burned behind his eyes. Being tied down and used while the women casually discussed multimillion-dollar deals in front of their investors had pushed him further than he had ever imagined. Yet the most intense part was not the public humiliation or the endless rotations of their bodies on his. It was the way Sophia had looked at him. The softness in her eyes when she rode him slowly. The gentle way she had stroked his hair afterward.He wanted more of her. Not just her body. Her.He showered quickly and prepared breakfast with extra care. When the women entered the dining room, his eyes immediately found Sophia. She wore a deep burgundy blouse that clung to her full breasts and a black pencil skirt. She gave him a small, private smile that made his cock twitch."Good morning, Ethan," Victoria said first, her tone crisp. "You handled
Ethan stood in the kitchen the next morning, chopping fresh herbs for the omelettes with mechanical precision. His body still ached from yesterday. Every muscle reminded him of how thoroughly the women had used him. Yet his mind was not just on the physical exhaustion. Something had shifted inside him.He could not stop thinking about Sophia.Her warm smile, the way her full curves felt pressed against him in the gym, the genuine praise in her voice when she rode him. While Victoria was pure command, Lena was rough passion, and Isabella was cool elegance, Sophia felt different. More intimate. More dangerous. He was starting to like her in a way that went beyond the contract and the game.He pushed the thought down as the women began entering the dining area. Victoria first, as always, reviewing emails on her phone. Then Lena and Isabella chatting about a pending merger. Sophia arrived last, wearing a soft cream blouse that hugged her generous breasts and a fitted skirt that swayed wit
Ethan woke up the next morning with his heart already racing. He had barely slept, replaying the previous night in his mind on an endless loop. The way Sophia had taken him into her mouth while the others watched. The casual way they had used him and then walked off to discuss business as if nothing unusual had happened. His cock twitched at the memory even now.He quickly showered in the small but luxurious staff quarters attached to the main mansion, then dressed in his crisp black butler uniform. White shirt, black vest, perfectly pressed trousers. By 6:00 AM he was in the kitchen preparing breakfast exactly as they liked it. Fresh fruit platter for Victoria, avocado toast with poached eggs for Sophia, green smoothie for Lena, and black coffee with a precise dash of oat milk for Isabella.Victoria was the first to enter the dining area at 6:30 sharp. She looked impeccable in a fitted navy power suit, her dark hair in its usual tight ponytail."Good morning, Ethan," she said, her vo
Ethan’s hands trembled slightly as he adjusted his crisp black tie in the rearview mirror of his beat-up Honda. Twenty-four years old, freshly graduated with a hospitality degree, and already drowning in student loans. When the agency had called him about a “prestigious live-in butler position” at a private estate, he thought it was a joke. The salary was triple what he’d expected, with full room and board.He just hadn’t expected this.The wrought-iron gates swung open silently, revealing a sprawling modern mansion nestled in the hills, glass walls, sleek architecture, and manicured gardens that probably cost more than his entire education. He parked where instructed and approached the massive double doors, heart hammering.Before he could knock, the doors opened.A tall, stunning woman in her mid-thirties stood there in a tailored charcoal pantsuit that hugged her athletic figure. Her dark hair was pulled into a sharp ponytail, and her green eyes scanned him like he was merchandise.
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