I woke up with Taria's soft breasts pressed right against my face, one stiff nipple grazing my lips. I couldn't resist—I sucked harder, tongue swirling until it pebbled fully in my mouth.
She stayed dead asleep, breathing slow and deep. I gave her cheek a light slap. "Taria, wake up."
Just sleepy mumbles. "Mmm… later… warm…"
I smirked, grabbed her legs, and dragged her down so her head hung off the edge of the bed. I straddled her face, knees planted on either side, and fed my cock straight into her warm, slack mouth.
I started thrusting—slow at first, then deeper. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room as her lips stretched around me. Her tongue moved instinctively even in sleep. My balls tightened fast. I groaned and came hard, pumping thick ropes straight down her throat.
I pulled out slowly. Her mouth stayed open, cum pooling on her tongue, some dribbling down her chin. She swallowed reflexively without ever waking. Lips shiny and swollen. Perfect.
I shook my head, dressed, and left. Told Sarah I was heading to Lila's hut. She nodded sleepily.
Lila greeted me with a bright smile. "Your house is ready."
My pulse kicked up. Finally. I thanked her, kissed her quick, and left—already thinking about Olivia.
That curvy milf was cracking open for me. Desperate for money to fix her crumbling life and send Pyra to a proper school. That was my lever.
I walked straight to her hut and knocked. Pyra opened the door.
I stepped close and gave her ass a firm squeeze. "No greeting for your mom's boss?"
She slapped my hand away, glaring. "Mom's inside."
I walked in. Olivia sat there looking elegant and fuckable—huge tits straining her shirt, cleavage deep enough to drown in.
I sat across from her. "Come with me. See my new house."
She blinked. "Already? You just opened the shop last week."
"Lila's help," I said simply.
She hesitated. "I… should really get back to—"
I cut her off. "You work for me, Olivia. Remember how you got the job."
Her eyes flickered with panic and heat. She dropped to her knees in front of me, ass up, head bowed.
My cock throbbed at the sight.
"Good girl," I murmured. "Let's go."
She stood, threw on a coat, called to Pyra she'd be back soon, and followed me out.
I kept my arm tight around her waist the whole walk, hand dipping low to palm her ass. "Pyra's grades still good?"
"Leave my daughter out of this," she snapped.
I just smirked.
When we reached the house her eyes widened. Polished wood, high ceilings, clean lines—nothing like her cramped, peeling hut.
I pressed up behind her, both hands gripping her thick ass, kneading hard. "How about a promotion? Triple your salary as my personal maid."
Her breath hitched. The math was running behind her eyes—money for Pyra, money for repairs, money to breathe.
I yanked her pants down. She stiffened for half a second, then let them fall. I peeled her soaked panties off with my teeth, tasting her arousal on the fabric.
"Take my pants off," I ordered.
Trembling fingers obeyed. My cock sprang free and slapped heavily against her face.
Her eyes went wide—same shocked little look she always got, like she still couldn't believe she'd taken something this thick before.
'Did I really take this thing inside me back when I asked him for my advance salary?' Olivia thought, looking at the Ragnar pulsing dick.
"Suck."
I guided the head to her full lips. She resisted for a heartbeat, then parted them. I slid in slow, hand fisting her hair.
"No teeth."
She nodded, tears already gathering, and started working me—lips tight, tongue swirling desperately over the head, then down the shaft. Hollowed cheeks. Wet, filthy sounds.
I groaned. "Fuck… that's it."
She went harder, frantic, sucking like her future depended on it. When I came she took every inch, throat working, milking me dry while I held her head in place.
I pulled out with a wet pop. "Bend over."
She dropped to all fours on the cool floor, ass high, thighs trembling.
I mounted her from behind, cock nudging her soaked entrance before slamming home in one brutal stroke. She cried out, back arching, pussy clamping down like a fist.
I fucked her hard—deep, punishing thrusts that made her heavy tits swing and her ass ripple with each impact. I slapped her cheeks until they glowed red, the sharp sound echoing.
She pushed back to meet me, moaning brokenly, completely given over.
I pulled out, flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders and drove back into her dripping cunt. Her huge breasts bounced wildly with every thrust. She grabbed my neck, yanked me down, and kissed me like she was starving—tongue deep, desperate, filthy.
I pounded up into her, hitting that spot that made her eyes roll and her nails rake my back. Her walls fluttered, then clenched hard as she came, soaking my cock, shaking under me.
I didn't stop—kept railing her through it until I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, flooding her pulsing cunt with thick spurts. She whimpered into my mouth, legs locked around me, milking every drop.
When I finally pulled out, cum leaked from her swollen pussy onto the floor.
I slapped her ass lightly. "You're my maid now. Triple pay starts today."
She nodded weakly, dazed and glowing.
"Clean up. I'm getting the girls."
She hummed agreement, already reaching for a cloth.
I dressed, left, and headed back to Sarah's hut.
Sarah and Taria were both there. "House is ready. Come see."
They followed eagerly. When we walked in Olivia was still there—skirt hiked, wiping down surfaces, ass on display.
"She's the maid now," I said casually. "She'll head home when she's done."
The girls squealed and ran to claim their rooms.
Olivia shot them a quick, jealous glance. I walked over, groped her ass openly. "Problem?"
"No, master," she murmured, arching into my touch.
I gave her the coins she'd asked for. "This is yours."
She thanked me softly, dressed, and left.
I headed upstairs to my room, saw the new system quest flash:
**Quest: Fix the female prisoners' attitude. Especially the bear assassin who attacked you first.**
**Reward: Skill – Ero Correction**
(Lessen pain on a woman's first time with you → turn it into pure pleasure.)
**Penalty: Prisoners lose respect. Lila disappointed in you**
I shook my head, I would leave this for tomorrow.
Then I crashed, sleeping.