Alex, Elena, and the butler Valtor intertwine in a game of dominance and submission in the mansion's courtyard, where the limits of desire are explored without restriction.
The morning sun filtered through the silk curtains of Alex's bedroom, painting golden stripes across the polished wooden floor. The air smelled of fresh herbs and a faint scent of incense, residual from the previous night's cultivation practices. Alex stretched between the linen sheets, feeling the weight of the stillness that followed an intense meditation session. But it wasn't the silence that fully woke him; it was the soft creak of the door opening, followed by the rhythmic cadence of feminine footsteps.
Elena entered with a tray of steaming tea, her wide hips swaying with every movement, her tight maid's dress barely containing the exuberance of her backside. The thin fabric clung to her curves like a second skin, highlighting every ripple of her round, firm buttocks, which moved with an almost hypnotic provocation. Alex felt his blood heat up instantly, his gaze locked onto that pair of cheeks that seemed to defy gravity. *Gods,* he thought, *had they always been this… generous?*
"Good morning, Master," Elena murmured, leaning forward slightly to set the tray on the nightstand. The movement caused the neckline of her dress to open a bit more, revealing the deep cleavage between her full breasts. But it was her buttocks, now at the level of Alex's face, that commanded all his attention. The cheap cotton of the dress strained over them, outlining every inch of soft flesh, separated only by the string of her thong, which disappeared into the damp valley of her thighs.
Alex swallowed hard, feeling his cock begin to harden under the sheets. It wasn't the first time he had noticed his servant's body, but today… today something was different. The world of immortal cultivation in which he had awakened seemed to have sharpened his senses, making every detail more intense, more tempting. And those buttocks… they were a masterpiece of nature, round and heavy, with that dark skin glowing under the morning light as if it were oiled.
"Elena," his voice sounded raspier than he intended, "come closer."
She obeyed without hesitation, taking a step forward until her knees brushed the edge of the bed. Alex raised a hand and, without preamble, placed it on one of her cheeks, feeling the heat through the fabric. Elena held her breath but did not pull away. On the contrary, she arched her back slightly, offering herself.
"Do you like them, Master?" she asked, with a hint of pride in her voice.
"They are… perfect," Alex admitted, squeezing harder. The muscle beneath his fingers was firm but gave under pressure, like fresh dough. "Too perfect to go to waste."
Elena smiled, understanding instantly. She had served men with particular tastes before, and the glint in Alex's eyes told her everything she needed to know. She bit her lower lip, a gesture that made her cheeks flush.
"Would you like me to show them better, Master?"
Alex nodded, unable to articulate a word. Elena turned around slowly, resting her hands on the back of a nearby chair before leaning forward, lifting the hem of her dress to her waist. She wore nothing underneath. Her ass was exposed in all its glory: two globos of dark flesh, separated by a dark, wet crease, her pussy already glistening with the first signs of arousal. Lower down, her small, puckered anus pulsed slightly, as if it knew what was coming.
"By the ancestors…" Alex gasped, his cock now fully erect, pushing against the fabric of his sleep pants.
Elena rubbed herself against the air, making her buttocks move in slow circles as if she were dancing for him.
"Would you like to see them in action, Master?" she asked, her voice dripping with lust. "There is someone who could… help us with that."
Alex needed no more incentive. He jumped out of bed, his cock swinging freely as he approached her. With a rough movement, he grabbed Elena by the waist and pushed her toward the back door, which led to the mansion's private courtyard. The garden was bathed in golden light, the scent of flowers mixing with the sweat that was already beginning to bead on both their skins.
"You can't be serious," Alex murmured, more to himself than to her, as he pushed her against the cold stone wall of the patio. "You want me to fuck you right here?"
Elena laughed, a guttural sound full of promise.
"Not you, Master," she said, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder. "Him."
That was when Alex saw him. The butler, an old man with a hunched back and gnarled hands, emerged from between the bushes with a lewd smile. His robe was open, revealing a gaunt torso, but between his legs, something very different: a thick, veiny cock that stood like a post of flesh, the purple head already dripping pre-semen. It was disproportionate, almost grotesque in its size, the kind of rod that made even the most experienced lovers hesitate.
"Lord Valtor?" Alex felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine. This was real. This was happening.
"The young master seems… interested," the old man said, approaching with slow steps, his member swinging with every movement. "And Miss Elena has been very clear about her desires."
Elena moaned, squeezing her buttocks together.
"Yes, please," she pleaded. "I want to be fucked, Master. I want him to fuck me while you watch."
Alex felt his own cock throb with force. The scenario was too perfect: his servant, with that dream ass, about to be taken by another man at his command. He lowered his pants urgently, releasing his member, already wet at the tip. With his other hand, he grabbed Elena by the hair and forced her to arch more, exposing her pink pussy and tight anus.
"Do it," Alex ordered, his voice trembling with lust. "Fuck her as if she were yours."
Valtor didn't need to be told twice. With a grunt, he stepped closer and aligned the head of his cock with Elena's soaked pussy. Alex held his breath as the old man pushed forward, parting his servant's fleshy lips with obscene ease. The wet sound of contact made Alex's mouth go dry.
"Ahhh!" Elena screamed, her nails scratching the stone as Valtor sank into her to the balls. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Alex leaned in closer, his cock in hand, beginning to masturbate with slow, tortuous strokes. Every thrust from Valtor made Elena's buttocks tremble, the dark flesh rippling with every impact. The old man was in no hurry; his hips moved in deep circles as if he were kneading her pussy from the inside, stretching her walls to accommodate his thickness.
"Look at her," Alex panted, moving in until his hot breath brushed Elena's earlobe. "Look at her open up for him. Your pussy belongs to him now."
"It's his, Master!" Elena cried out, her voice breaking. "But my heart is yours! I do everything for you!"
Valtor grunted, grabbing Elena's hips with hands that, despite his age, had surprising strength. His fingers sank into the soft flesh of her buttocks, leaving red marks that only made Alex more excited.
"I want to see your face," Alex demanded, pulling Elena's hair back until his lips were inches from hers. "I want you to look at me while he destroys you."
Elena's eyes were glassy, her pupils dilated with pleasure. Her lips, swollen from the bites she had given herself, opened in a moan when Valtor changed the angle and hit something deep inside her.
"He's going to make me come!" she whimpered, her hot breath against Alex's mouth. "Please, Master, let me come for him!"
Alex couldn't resist. He captured her lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue invading her mouth at the same time Valtor increased the pace, his balls slapping against Elena's clitoris with every thrust. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the air, mixing with the servant's desperate gasps.
"Come!" Alex ordered, breaking the kiss to look into her eyes. "Come like the slutty bitch you are, while another man fills up that tight pussy."
It was as if his words were the trigger. Elena arched her back, a gut-wrenching scream escaping her throat as her body jerked in a violent orgasm. Alex felt his servant's internal muscles contract around Valtor's cock, squeezing the old man's member as if they never wanted to let go.
"By the gods!" Valtor grunted, his hips moving in spasms as he emptied his load inside her. "What a hot pussy!"
Alex couldn't take any more. With a moan, his own cock exploded, thick ropes of semen splashing the ground between Elena's feet. But he didn't stop there. While Valtor continued to thrust into her, drawing out every last drop of her orgasm, Alex knelt behind them, his gaze fixed on the point where the old man's cock disappeared between the swollen lips of his servant's pussy.
"I want more," Alex whispered, more to himself than to them. "I want to see her take it all."
Valtor, panting, withdrew slowly, his cock shining with Elena's fluids. But instead of moving away, he guided the maid toward a wrought-iron chair nearby. With an expert movement, he sat her on his lap, her back to him, her buttocks squashing against the old man's belly.
"Now," Valtor said, with a smile that showed yellowish teeth, "let's see how much your other hole can take, dear."
Elena moaned but did not protest. She spread her legs, exposing her anus, still virgin, pulsing between her sweaty buttocks. Alex licked his lips, his cock already beginning to recover.
"Do it," he ordered, his voice a raspy whisper. "I want to see how that ass swallows that monstrous rod."
Valtor needed no more incentive. He spat into his hand and smeared the saliva over his cock before aligning it with Elena's small hole. She held her breath, her hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly.
"Relax, bitch," Alex murmured, stepping closer to massage her buttocks. "You're going to love this."
And then, Valtor pushed.
Elena's scream was almost inhuman, a sound between pain and ecstasy as the head of the old man's cock forced entry. Alex watched, fascinated, as his servant's anus stretched around the thickness, the pink folds yielding millimeter by millimeter.
"More!" Alex demanded, his hand moving over his own cock with urgency. "Push it all the way in!"
Valtor obeyed, his hands gripping Elena's hips as he pushed her down, sinking her into his lap. Inch by inch, the cock disappeared between her buttocks until, with a wet pop, the old man's balls were pressed against her flesh.
"All of it!" Elena gasped, her body shaking. "He put it all in my ass!"
Alex couldn't contain himself. He leaned in and captured her lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth while Valtor began to move inside her, his thrusts making Elena's buttocks shake like jelly.
"You are mine," Alex whispered against her lips. "But your ass belongs to him. And you're going to let him use it whenever I order it, right?"
"Yes!" Elena whimpered, her tears mixing with sweat. "I love you, Master! I will do anything for you!"
Valtor grunted, his movements becoming more erratic as he approached another orgasm. Alex pulled away just in time to see the old man come inside his servant's ass, his fingers sinking into her buttocks as he emptied his seed deep inside her.
When he finally withdrew, Elena's anus remained gape, dripping semen, an obscene reminder of what had just happened. Alex, his cock hard as steel, could not resist. He leaned in and, without preamble, sank his tongue into his servant's used hole, licking up Valtor's semen while Elena moaned and writhed beneath him.
"Good girl," he murmured, looking up to face her. "Now go clean up your new master. And don't forget to thank him for giving you what your ass needed."
Elena nodded, her eyes shining with devotion as she knelt before Valtor, her lips opening to receive his still semi-hard cock.
Alex leaned back against the wall, watching the scene with a satisfied smile. This, he thought, was only the beginning.