The Insatiable Trio

My name was Dustin Loveall, and I was a fourth-year student at a sports college.Since I was going to graduate real soon, I started my hunt for accommodation and chanced upon an ad saying that a certain landlady was looking for strong and muscular male tenants, promising half off the rental and free water and electricity if the tenant fit their bill.I thought I would just give it a shot. However, as soon as the landlady saw me, she agreed to let me rent the unit at once.Her name was Arielle Hart, and she had two daughters, Raven and Riley Ryder. While signing the agreement, I could tell that Raven and Riley couldn't stop ogling me with their lips curling upward in a wide grin.Since we were around the same age, we got quite close over the course of just a few weeks.The only odd thing out was that this family kept sending me all sorts of food that seemed to increase sexual libido, such as steak, salmon, and oysters.I thought that it was kind of weird at first, but I didn't t

"Raven, are you here? Did you come here again instead of going home? It's getting late! Come home immediately!"There was another series of loud rapping at the door.I exclaimed in frustration. "What the hell?"Why did this keep happening to me? Why did I keep getting interrupted just as I was getting to the good part?"I think that's my mom…" Raven looked like she was scared out of her wits. Also, her last sentence got me flaccid almost at once. In fact, I felt a little guilty and scared, worried that I would get scolded or blamed.I threw the T-shirt to Raven, who immediately put it on. She then opened the door and ran out. Arielle seemed to chide her for quite a bit.Then, Arielle entered my room and looked around, sniffing the air as if she were trying to find some sort of evidence.It was only then that I realized Arielle must have been in a rush when she came out. She was only wearing a thin, see-through cardigan over her tight silk pajamas.Although Arielle was older t

"What's been the matter with you for the past few days? You've always been able to lift these weights easily, and you can't even lift half of them now?"My colleague, Tristan Farquer, kept teasing me at work when he saw how hard it was for me to lift my usual weights."Why are you so out of it lately? How are you going to properly serve our wealthy cougar clients if that's the case?"I flung the weights to the ground in a temper. The weights crashed to the ground with a loud clang, scaring Tristan out of his wits."Are you crazy? Why did you have to do that? You scared the shit out of me!"Tristan was one of the trainers at the gym, and he had the best body and physique among the rest of us. His usual clients were the wealthy yet elderly ladies who were at least half a century old. Of course, Tristan didn't just offer mere gym training services to them—he would also go to their homes for more private "one-on-one" coaching afterward.That was the main reason why he was literally

"I'm not very good at drinking. Just one glass will do," Arielle said. I felt a little disheartened when I heard that.Raven and Riley could hold their alcohol well, so I naturally thought that Arielle could drink too. However, after having a few glasses of alcohol, I didn't feel that disheartened anymore.I tugged at my collar and started delving into deep conversations with them.Arielle admitted to me guiltily that they were indeed plagued with hypersexuality and that she had passed her condition down to both her daughters.Since Arielle's sex libido was too much for her husband to bear, he upped and divorced her. She seemed to be on the verge of tears when she was talking about this. Her eyes were red, and tears threatened to fall."After that bastard ran away, I was the one who brought Raven and Riley up by myself. Those were some hard times."Arielle poured herself another glass of alcohol. Her face was flushed red. It seemed like the alcohol had already gotten to her.Rav

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was all chained up in a spread-eagle position on the bloody bed."Let me go!"I immediately thought of struggling to get up. However, even my neck was chained in place, and I nearly strangled myself with it.The cast iron chains made loud clanging noises every time I moved, and I could feel my heart gradually sinking in desolation."Oh? You've got quite the fight in you," a sultry voice suddenly said.Arielle's face suddenly appeared from the dark. The only faint source of light from above my head was shining down on her twisted, frightening face."W-What are you planning to do? W-Who are you?"I continued to scream. I was so frightened that I couldn't help stammering as I shouted."Me? I'm your head surgeon, of course."Arielle was smiling lifelessly at me as she suddenly conjured a shining surgical knife from nowhere."You're so big and strong. I'm sure that your organs must be big and strong too. Those wealthy people would def