After the Rachel incident, life went back to normal, more or less. Ana was planning a big trip for all of the harem to have fun, but before it. She wanted to present Emily to her master.
Rachel just began enjoying her life without needing to go to work. She and Linda got very close and even began playing volleyball together on a local team.
And Nolan was in the middle of a set of heavy dumbbell presses, lying back on the bench, the massive weights looking like extensions of his arms.
With each rep, the cords of muscle in his chest, shoulders, and arms bunched and released, gleaming with a fine sheen of perspiration.
He finished the set with a low, guttural grunt, sitting up and placing the dumbbells on the floor with a controlled thud.
His breathing was deep, his broad chest expanding like a bellows. He wore only a pair of tight black training shorts, leaving his sculpted torso on full display.
Every muscle group was defined, the serrated ridges of his abs, the powerful sweep of his lats that tapered down to a narrow waist.
Even without noticing, he was the center of gravity in the room. From the ellipticals, a pair of women were openly staring, their pace slowing to a crawl as they watched the fluid power of his movements.
A fitness influencer near the cable machine had subtly angled her phone, pretending to check her form but actually capturing his reflection in the mirror.
Among them, Nolan noticed a woman with an especially large ass, who was giving him side glances. His huge cock began getting hard, straining his pants, and getting even more attention from the women around.
But before Nolan could get up to flirt with the girl with the huge ass, his phone rang. The name "ANA" flashed across the screen.
He wiped his hand on a towel and answered, "Ana."
"Nolan," her voice was a purr, laced with a hint of excitement that immediately cut through the gym's ambient noise. "I can hear you've been working hard. I wish I were there to see it."
He could almost hear the smirk on her lips. "What's up?"
"I finally did it," she said, her tone shifting to one of triumphant business. "I've convinced Emily's mother to let her come to my mansion to hang out. So, master, please, would you come here to take her? Please, I promise she is super hot!"
An ironic smile played on his lips. Ana really could be a bit too crazy and horny sometimes. But Nolan was already getting hard, and he would not refuse such an invite.
"Ok, and when will this happen?"
A slow, predatory smile spread across Nolan's face. The promise of a new conquest was enticing.
"Okay," he said, his voice a low, decisive rumble. "Send a driver to pick me up."
"Actually, I'll send Mika," Ana breathed, the words tumbling out in a rush. She could no longer hold back, her composure shattered by a desperate, throbbing need.
It had been three days since Nolan had last fucked her, three long days, and her horny cunt was aching for his huge cock.
"I'll be waiting," Nolan said, ending the call.
Immediately, the small girl appeared in the middle of the gym, drawing several curious glances. But just as suddenly as she'd arrived, she vanished, taking Nolan with her.
"Here, I brought him," Mika said, her cheeks flushing as she caught sight of what Ana was doing.
Ana, unable to wait even for a second more for her master, was lying on her bed, her legs spread wide, as she hammered a big dildo into her pussy, moaning loudly.
A smirk played on Nolan's lips. He ordered Mika to leave, which she did immediately.
"Master, finally, please, come use my pussy," Ana begged.
Nolan didn't need a second invitation. The sight of Ana, spread and desperate, her slickness glistening, sent a fresh jolt of raw hunger through him. He was on her in two long strides, his training shorts shoved down to his ankles.
He didn't remove the dildo. Instead, he wrapped a hand around its base, pulling it slowly almost all the way out, watching Ana's back arch and hearing her whimper.
Then, in one smooth, powerful thrust, he replaced it with himself, sheathing his full, monstrous length into her soaking wet heat.
Ana's scream was one of pure, unadulterated relief. "YES! MASTER!"
Her walls clenched around him instantly, a velvet vise grip of pent-up need. Nolan set a brutal, immediate pace.
There was no gentle warm-up, no slow build. He drove into her, his powerful gym-honed muscles flexing with each piston-like thrust, the slapping sound of their flesh meeting filling the room.
Ana's moans were continuous, broken only by gasps for air, her nails digging into the sheets.
He leaned over her, one hand braced on the headboard, the other gripping her hip hard enough to leave bruises, pounding into her with a single-minded intensity. He could feel her climax building, her internal muscles fluttering wildly around him.
Knock. Knock. Knock. They heard someone knocking on the door.
Ana froze beneath him, a frustrated groan dying in her throat. Nolan didn't even slow down, delivering three more deep, punishing thrusts that made her eyes roll back before he stilled with a low growl.
"Don't move," he grunted, pulling out of her with a wet, slick sound.
He didn't bother with his clothes. Still fully erect, his cock standing out rigid and glistening with Ana's arousal, he strode naked to the door and pulled it open.
The female butler, a woman in her forties with a perfectly neutral expression, stood there. Her eyes flickered down for a nanosecond before returning to a point on the wall behind Nolan.
"Miss Ana, your guest, Miss Emily, has arrived," she announced, her voice steady.
But the girl beside her was not so composed.
Emily stood with her eyes wide and horrified, locked directly on Nolan's groin, on the immense, wet proof of what she had just interrupted.
A deep, crimson blush exploded across her cheeks and traveled down her neck. She looked like a deer caught in headlights, utterly paralyzed, her mouth slightly agape.
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