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The two maids, Robin and Theresa, seized Andy by the arms and dragged his motionless body across the floor toward the door on the right side of the reception room. Theresa opened the door to a long hallway lined with numerous numbered doors. Most were secured with heavy metal locks, but a few doors were left unlocked.
"Ahn! Ahn! Ahn~!"
"Annhhh! Annhhhh!"
"Lick my foot! Ooh, I love it!"
"Ah! Annhh! Anhh! Annhhh!"
Sharp, lewd feminine moans and cries of pleasure echoed from inside the rooms as Robin and Theresa dragged Andy down the long hallway.
Finally, they reached a door labeled with the number 0, heavily secured with numerous thick locks. Theresa pulled a key from between her deep cleavage, unlocked the door, and dragged Andy inside. Once they were all in, Theresa quickly locked the door again with the same key.
The room was spacious, with a desk similar to Roxanne's at one end. In the center stood a small stool with a rope hanging from the ceiling. At the far right of the room, there was another door.
"We should heal him first," Robin suggested, her voice cold and emotionless, "before starting the physical examination."
"You're right," Theresa replied.
At the same time they released Andy's arms, letting him collapse onto the floor. "Ughh..." He let out a weak groan of pain as his battered body hit the ground.
Theresa walked over to the desk, opened a drawer and took out a small green glass bottle. She approached the helpless Andy with a sweet smile on her lips and said: "Open your mouth, big boy, if you want to regain control of your body."
All Andy wanted at that moment was to regain control of his body. So, barely able to breathe with his bones half-broken, he obediently opened his mouth.
Theresa stepped forward and placed one foot on each side of Andy's head, straddling his face from above. From that position, with her legs spread, Andy had a clear, unobstructed view straight up her short skirt. He could perfectly see her tiny black thong with delicate pearls, the thin string disappearing between her enormous, plump ass cheeks, and the small pearls nestled teasingly right against her smooth, shaved pussy.
Fuck… this whore has a perfect cunt, Andy thought, unable to look away.
Theresa tilted the bottle and poured the green liquid straight into his mouth. In just a few seconds, Andy felt sensation return to his body, the terrible pain from Roxanne's gravity slowly fading away.
Robin cut the ropes binding him, freeing his arms.
Once free, Andy stood up clumsily due to his stiffness and asked, "What the hell are you going to do with me?"
Ignoring his question completely, Robin grabbed the front of Andy's shirt with both hands and ripped it open in one brutal motion, tearing the expensive fabric apart. Andy flinched in shock.
"Hey, what the fuck are you doing, bitch?!" he shouted furiously. "This shirt is from Italy!"
It was the second time that day his prized Italian shirt had been destroyed.
Without reacting to his anger, Robin tossed the torn shirt to the floor.
"Now the pants," she said in her usual cold, expressionless tone.
"What?" Andy asked, confused.
Robin didn't bother answering. She gripped his waistband and yanked his trousers down along with his shoes in one swift, rough motion, leaving him standing there in nothing but his white boxers.
Andy didn't mind being naked in front of women, but he was pissed that his expensive suit was now in complete tatters.
Robin easily lifted Andy as if he weighed nothing, threw him over her shoulder, and carried him to the center of the room. She dropped him onto the sturdy wooden stool, then grabbed his arms and raised them high above his head.
With quick, practiced movements, she tied his wrists tightly with the thick rope hanging from the ceiling, leaving him dangling helplessly in the air like a piece of exposed meat.
"Knock, knock."
Someone knocked at the door. Theresa opened it, and a another maid stepped inside.
She was strikingly short, barely reaching 1.30 m in height. Her short pink hair framed her face neatly, and her bright yellow eyes gleamed behind large glasses. Despite her petite, similar to that of a small girl, the diminutive maid immediately captured Andy's attention.
His eyes were instantly drawn to her massive, overflowing tits. Those enormous, heavy globes were ridiculously huge for her tiny body, stretching the fabric of her maid uniform to its limit. The deep, overflowing cleavage jiggled heavily with every small movement, her stiff nipples clearly poking through the thin material as if begging to be freed.
Her bright yellow eyes remained completely expressionless, just like Robin's.
"You're late, Nora," Robin said coldly.
The newcomer lowered her head apologetically.
"I'm so sorry for being late," Nora replied softly.
Nora approached the desk, but before sitting down her gaze suddenly shifted toward Andy. For a brief moment, her expression changed — her bright yellow eyes widened slightly in surprise.
Theresa noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Nora quickly composed herself and replied, "N-nothing."
She then sat down gracefully, pulled out a sheet of paper along with a quill pen, and said calmly:
"We can start. First Test: Ranking of the Dick."
Nodding her head, Robin crouched and knelt down in front of Andy, lowering his white boxers, letting his big, fleshy cock spring free.
"In the name of Veldra…!" the three maids exclaimed in unison, their eyes widening in shock.
Robin's usual poker face cracked. Nora's quill trembled in her hand. Theresa, leaning against the wall, couldn't hide her crooked, hungry smile. All three stared openly at Andy's massive cock — thick, heavy, and far bigger than anything they had ever seen. It looked almost unreal, defying normal anatomy.
Andy couldn't help but smirk when he saw their stunned expressions. He knew exactly the effect his cock had on women: first shock, then curiosity… and finally uncontrollable lust that made them beg for it.
"So what they really want is my dick, right?" he thought arrogantly.
As if on command, his cock began to harden right in front of they, swelling longer and thicker, veins bulging prominently under the taut skin.
Robin swallowed hard and stood up, her voice slightly shaky as she asked, "N-Nora… what rank do we give this?"
Nora blinked several times, trying to regain her composure.
"Huh…? Y-yes… The highest rank. Dragon."
She quickly wrote it down on the paper, her hand trembling just a little.
In this world, penises were classified into five ranks:
Small Penis: Mushroom Rank
Medium Penis: Zucchini Rank
Big Penis: Horse Rank
Huge Penis: Dragon Rank
Andy's cock was unmistakably a Dragon — a thick, monstrous beast that demanded respect.
It was even rumored that cocks of this size and power were capable of repopulating an entire clan on their own.
"Second Test: Sperm Quality," Nora announced, her voice cold but her yellow eyes burning with curiosity.
Robin nodded at the order for the next test. She knelt once more in front of Andy, her black eyes fixed on the imposing cock that hung above her face and cast a dark shadow across it. The Dragon-range member throbbed heavy and thick, swollen veins running along the shaft, the fat head glistening with precum that already dripped in a thin strand toward the servant's parted lips. Robin swallowed hard, the sound audible as the heat of that beast brushed against her cheek.
Theresa let out a lustful little laugh, folding her arms beneath her enormous breasts to push them up higher.
"Now that I remember… this is your first blowjob, isn't it, Robin? You've never taken one in your mouth before," she asked in a teasing tone, her red eyes gleaming with malice.
Robin turned her head to the side, cheeks burning deep red. Her normally expressionless face cracked with shame and nerves; lips pressed tight, chest rising and falling in short breaths that made her giant tits sway beneath the thin fabric of her uniform.
Theresa laughed harder and stepped closer with a slow, seductive gait. Every movement made her massive breasts bounce heavily, the areolas barely contained, while her thick ass danced up and down in an obscene sway.
"Would you prefer I do it instead?" she asked, stopping right beside Andy's cock. "A Dragon-range dick is tremendously hard to please… it needs an experienced mouth, not a novice who's going to choke on the first thrust."
She leaned toward Andy, glossy red lips parted, red eyes locked on his as she extended a delicate hand toward the thick shaft.
"Who do you prefer, Mr. Alien?" she whispered, fingers just about to close around the hot base.
Robin reacted instantly. She seized Theresa's wrist and yanked it away, lifting her gaze with a cold threat that clashed with her usual emptiness.
"This cock is mine," she declared in a low but sharp voice, black eyes darkened.
Andy hung in silence, completely calm. The rope pulled at his wrists toward the ceiling, his naked body swaying only slightly. He watched the two servants with indifference, thinking clearly: he didn't care which of those two whores sucked him. Both had colossal breasts, fat asses and pretty faces; either one would empty his balls just fine.
Theresa let out another little laugh and withdrew her hand with feigned elegance. She stepped back a couple of paces, deliberately swinging her hips so her enormous rear moved in a provocative rhythm.
"Just kidding, girl…" she said with a mischievous smile. "Besides, I get the biggest plate in the next test."
Andy's brow furrowed slightly for the first time, uncertainty settling in. What the hell did "the biggest plate" mean?
Robin, paying no further attention to her partner, looked back at the cock casting a shadow over her. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, ready to begin.
Robin, with a slow and deliberate motion, slid down the bodice of her maid uniform. The fabric gave way and her enormous breasts dropped heavily into the open air, gleaming under the room's light. From his hanging position high above, Andy could see them perfectly: they were so massive that they rested on her own knees as she knelt, the pink areolas huge and swollen, the large pink nipples stiff and pointing upward as if begging for attention.
Robin looked a little shy exposing those naked tits in front of a man. A faint blush colored her cheeks, but there was no turning back. Madam Roxanne had given the order and she had to obey. Without thinking twice she opened her mouth as wide as she could and forced Andy's enormous cock inside in one hard push.
"Mmmph…!"
The thick head stretched her lips to the limit and only managed to sink a few centimeters before slamming against the back of her throat. Andy let out a small, satisfied sigh, thinking clearly: This whore likes to start strong…
But Robin was struggling. The cock was simply too big, too thick; it filled her entire mouth and she could barely move her tongue. Her black eyes narrowed from the effort. After a few clumsy, sloppy sucks she yanked her mouth off completely.
BLAH!
A thick string of saliva stretched between her shiny lips and the glistening tip.
"Bastard… you've got a huge fucking cock!" she spat, angry and frustrated, her serious expression clashing with her still-youthful face. She was only twenty.
Andy smirked arrogantly. He swayed his hips from side to side, making the heavy dick swing in front of the maid's face, smearing a shiny trail of precum across her cheek.
"Come on, servant… this cock isn't going to cum by itself."
Robin lifted her eyes, furious.
"You'll regret that…"
With her free hand she tried to grab his balls to stimulate them, but stopped in surprise: they were far too big, heavy and tight, almost the size of fists. She couldn't even wrap her fingers around them. She huffed in annoyance, then made a more effective decision.
She lifted her own fat breasts with both hands, pressed them tightly together into a deep valley of soft, hot flesh, and buried Andy's enormous cock between them. The Dragon-rank shaft disappeared almost completely inside that soft white mass. Robin began moving her tits up and down hard, stroking him with force, squeezing and releasing, letting the swollen head pop out again and again from the natural cleavage of her breasts.
"Mmh… like this…" she muttered through clenched teeth, focused, while the wet, hot friction made Andy's cock throb against her skin.
Schlick… schlick… plap… schlick…
Andy felt his foreskin sliding back and forth between Robin's thick, soft tits, forced open by the constant pressure of that hot flesh until his swollen glans was fully exposed. The fat, shiny head peeked out from the deep valley of her breasts, dripping thick precum that stretched in sticky strings across her pale skin.
Robin, breathing hard, launched a fresh attack. She dipped her head, parted her lips, and engulfed the thick tip while speeding up the rhythm of her enormous breasts. She pumped those heavy globes up and down harder, squeezing them tight around the shaft so the friction grew dirtier, wetter.
Mmh… glhk… slurp… her lips sealed around the glans as her tongue swirled in slow, wet circles over the retracted foreskin, tasting every drop.
Andy let out a guttural moan. The pleasure was divine. He started thrusting his hips more often, fucking upward in time with Robin's bouncing tits, short, precise strokes that made the soft flesh jiggle and slap.
"Ahh… fuck… just like that"
The overwhelming softness of those breasts swallowed him completely. Every thrust sent her tits quivering and bouncing, filling the room with filthy wet sounds.
Plap-plap-slosh-slosh-plap
Robin let out a light, shaky moan while staring at the way Andy's enormous cock was turning her tits into a slick, messy disaster of saliva and precum. She was dripping. Her panties were soaked, the wet fabric clinging to her pussy, the constant rub making her thighs twitch. The nasty friction sounds—slosh, slosh, plap—shot straight up her spine like electricity. She was going crazy while Andy fucked her breasts without mercy.
Her black eyes, once cold, now burned with pure lust. She couldn't wait for him to cum. With a determined shift she eased the pressure of her tits, leaned in deeper, and started practicing a real deepthroat. She forced her throat open as wide as she could and tried to swallow more of the thick shaft, choking and drooling.
Ghhk… mmph… gluurk… gluck-gluck-slurp
Andy arched against the ropes, muscles tight.
"Fuck… damn it, I wanna cum…!" he thought, completely lost in the clumsy but increasingly desperate techniques of the hardworking maid.
She wasn't especially good at giving blowjobs. Her movements were still clumsy, her throat closing up every time she tried to take more of that thick shaft, but the heavy softness of her enormous breasts crushed around the base, combined with the hot, slippery precum coating everything, made Andy drown in unprecedented pleasure. Every thrust of his hips sank into that jiggling flesh and pulled back glistening with saliva, producing wet, filthy sounds.
Slosh… plap… slurp…
Suddenly a familiar tingling raced through his entire body. His balls tightened. His veiny cock twitched hard inside Robin's mouth while she kept sucking with half-lidded eyes and hollowed cheeks.
Gluck… mmph…
A thick, hot rope of cum shot straight down her throat.
Robin's eyes flew open. She yanked the cock out with a wet pop and moaned loudly, mouth still open and full of semen.
"Ahhh…!"
The second and third spurts blasted across her face with violent force. Cum erupted again and again from the swollen tip, painting her cheeks, forehead, and parted lips pure white before dripping in heavy globs onto her bare, enormous tits and already-soaked uniform.
Spurt! Spurt! Splat-splat-splat!
The orgasm was so powerful and endless that the ropes holding Andy vibrated with every violent jerk of his hips.
Theresa, watching from the side with her arms crossed under her own heavy breasts, let out a lewd little giggle and bit her lower lip.
"Damn… he cums like a fucking fountain," she commented, clearly getting turned on by the show. She shifted in place, squeezing her thighs together.
Nora, barely looking up from the desk where she was taking notes, pushed her glasses up her nose and spoke in her usual cold, expressionless tone: "A load that potent… I've only ever known one other man who cums like that."
Robin had collapsed onto her ass on the floor, legs spread wide, chest heaving. Andy's cock kept pulsing, slower now, still raining the last thick ropes over her neck, deep cleavage, and ruined uniform while she blinked in a daze, her entire face completely covered in white.
Nora's gaze softened, her composure returning as she leaned closer to Robin. "So, Robin, what's his Sperm Quality?"
Robin stood up from the floor, semen still covering her body, and answered while returning to her usual poker face: "Great Stud Supreme God. Very thick, rich, and full of vigor. Excellent flavor. Top-tier quality."
In the Murk Kingdom, where male fertility was extremely scarce, semen was a highly prized commodity, ranked by quality:
Low Quality: Great Stud.
High Quality: Great Stud King.
Very High Quality: Great Stud Supreme God.
Andy's cum was the rarest of them all — a true treasure.
Nora nodded, wrote down the evaluation on her paper, then stood up from her chair.
"Robin, you may leave and go clean yourself up," she said neutrally. "Theresa and I will handle the final phase."
"Okay…" Robin answered softly, her voice quiet and obedient. She covered her enormous breasts, adjusted her skirt, and even with semen still covering her body, she kept her usual stoic expression. Before walking out, she glanced sideways at Andy one last time, her eyes briefly falling on his glistening cock.
She closed the door behind her without another word.
"Now, Mr. Alien," Nora said, her tone clinical but clearly laced with desire, "it's time for the final test: Sexual Stamina."
Theresa nodded and walked over to Andy, who remained naked, to untie the ropes that kept him suspended in the air. Carefully, she took his shoulders and walked together towards the mysterious door inside the room.
"Final test: Sexual Stamina," Nora announced clearly as they moved forward.