After a few minutes of quiet recovery, the heavy air in the room shifted once more as Arthur broke the silence.
"Get up," Arthur commanded smoothly, leaning his head back against the cushions of the sofa—which were thoroughly soaked with the mingled sexual fluids of all three of them.
"Give me a double blowjob. And when you’re finished, clean up this entire mess."
Despite their exhaustion, neither of them hesitated.
Mother and daughter immediately pushed themselves up onto their knees, positioning themselves side by side in front of him with total, unhesitating obedience.
With absolute devotion written across their flushed faces, they reached for him, their hands guiding his softening length back to a hard, throbbing state.
Together, they leaned forward and took him into their mouths at the same time.
Looking up through heavy, adoring eyes, Aria and Sadie worked in perfect sync, their lips and tongues worshipping him with a fervent, reverent intensity as they filled their mouths with his shaft and balls, eager to prove their complete and utter submission.
Arthur leaned his head back against the sweat-drenched cushions, a smug, relaxed smirk curving across his lips as he watched the mother and daughter working in absolute synchronization.
Their warm, wet mouths bobbed rhythmically over his hardened shaft, swallowing him down to the hilt while their eyes gazed up at him with unblinking adoration.
Slurp... slelch... mmph-ah.
The wet, echoing sounds of their simultaneous suction filled the quiet living room, completely masking the faint clicks of footsteps coming from the front corridor.
Suddenly, a trembling, shocked voice pierced the heavy air.
"Ho—honey... Sadie... what on earth are you both doing right now?!"
Arthur stopped moving his hands on their hair.
He slowly lifted his head up from the wet tangle of blonde and ginger hair, his dark eyes shifting sharply toward the entrance of the living room leading from the front hallway.
Standing frozen in the doorway was a middle-aged man dressed in a sharp, expensive business suit.
He had the exact same striking blue eyes as Sadie, framing a face twisted in absolute horror and disbelief, paired with neat black hair.
It was unmistakably Sadie’s father—and the husband of the woman currently kneeling on the floor, deep-throating another man’s cock with saliva dripping down her chin.
Despite the shrill shock echoing from the doorway, neither Aria nor Sadie missed a single beat.
They briefly flicked their heavy, glazed eyes toward the middle-aged man standing in the corridor, their mouths still tightly clamped around Arthur’s thick shaft.
With wet, slurping sounds, they sucked and bobbed lazily for a split second before entirely dismissing the intruder, looking right back up at Arthur with absolute, unwavering devotion.
They didn’t pull away. They didn’t stop their rhythmic movements for even a fraction of a second.
To them, the man in the business suit no longer mattered; his presence meant nothing compared to the absolute law of their master’s commands, and they continued worshipping his cock as if the husband and father didn’t even exist.
"Yo—you... what did you do to them? St—stop right now!"
The man stammered, his voice shaking with a mixture of horror and disbelief, though his feet remained glued to the floor. He didn’t dare take a single step closer.
Arthur glanced up, assessing him with a cold, dismissive look.
The man was soft, completely lacking any physical build; if it came down to a fight, Arthur knew he could easily overpower him without breaking a sweat.
More importantly, Arthur knew the twisted rules of this world—how the minds of men here were conditioned to warp, transforming jealousy into deep, illicit arousal.
Given a few moments, this husband would likely be begging or thanking him.
He had nothing to fear.
For all his stuttering bravado, the man was simply standing frozen in the doorway, paralyzed by the sight of his own wife and daughter on their knees, greedily worshipping a stranger’s cock.
As Arthur’s gaze dropped lower, a smirk crossed his face.
Right against the fabric of the man’s expensive business trousers, a heavy, unmistakable tent was pressing outward.
"What are you looking at, dumbass?" Arthur mocked, his smirk widening.
"Y—you..."
The man’s face flushed a deep, burning crimson. But looking closer, the red hue wasn’t from anger.
His chest was heaving with rapid, shallow breaths, his eyes wide and dilated—he was visibly, heavily aroused by the very sight of his wife being taken right in front of him.
"Tch. Pathetic bastard," Arthur spat out with disgust.
He tightened his grip on the hair of the two women working over him and smirked at the cuckold in the doorway.
"Stay right there and watch."
Arthur pulled himself out of their warm, wet mouths and stood up tall over them.
"Open your mouths wide and close your eyes," Arthur ordered.
Without a single second of hesitation, both mother and daughter obeyed with fanatical devotion.
They tilted their heads back, opened their mouths wide with their tongues dangling out, and clamped their eyes shut, looking as if they were reverently kneeling to receive a sacred baptism.
"N—no..." a weak, trembling voice slipped out from the doorway, though the stutter was entirely betrayed by the breathless, undeniable excitement thick in the air.
Arthur stroked his hard length a few rapid times to prime himself, aiming right down at them.
With a low grunt, he let go, firing thick ropes of hot white seed across their kneeling figures in a heavy, messy facial.
Thick globs of his cum splattered across their faces, coating their chests and breasts, clinging to their eyelashes, noses, and hair.
Warm streams trailed down their flushed cheeks, completely painting both mother and daughter in his colors as they eagerly swallowed whatever managed to spill past their lips.
Arthur gave them a satisfied nod, looking down at the two women completely coated in his seed.
"Lick each other clean."
His orders were followed instantly without a second of hesitation.
Mother and daughter turned to face one another, their eyes still glazed with submission.
Sticking out their tongues, they began hungrily licking the warm, sticky ropes of cum off each other’s sweat-slicked faces, chests, and hair, cleaning every last drop of his mark from one another’s skin.
Arthur turned his attention away from the two kneeling women and locked his gaze onto the man still rooted in the doorway.
The husband was completely paralyzed by a storm of conflicting, warped emotions.
Hot tears streamed down his flushed cheeks, yet his lips were stretched into a pathetic, trembling cuckold’s smile.
He was entirely undone, shaking from head to toe as he drank in the sight of his wife and daughter completely covered in another man’s seed.
Glancing down, Arthur didn’t even have to guess.
The front of the man’s expensive black trousers was soaked through with a large, dark wet spot—he had climaxed right there in his pants, spilling his own seed just from watching his family get thoroughly claimed.
Arthur stepped forward, closing the distance between them until he was towering over the shaking husband.
He looked down with cold authority and laid down the law.
"From today onwards, you will never even try to touch your wife or daughter again,"
Arthur said flatly. "They are both my property. You will sleep on the couch from now on, and you are banned from the bedroom. Is that clear?"
The man kept his warped, tear-streaked smile stretched across his face. He bobbed his head up and down in eager, pathetic submission.
"Understood... sir," the man rasped out, his voice thick with a twisted sense of relief and compliance.
Arthur nodded with a satisfied smirk.
"Good."
[Sadie]
[Aria]
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