Lord of Perverted Ladies

Chapter 31: Parking lot

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I was still leaning against the lockers, my chest rising and falling with heavy breaths, when the two girls began straightening their uniforms and making their way toward the door. My cock remained rock hard, throbbing angrily in the open air, nowhere near satisfied despite everything that had just happened. Deep inside me, the Fragment of Lust pulsed again, quietly demanding more.

Before the shorter girl could reach the door, I moved. Catching her wrist, I pulled her back toward me.

"Don’t leave just yet," I said, my voice still rough. "You didn’t even tell me your names... and you’re really going to leave a guy like this?"

I gestured downward.

My cock twitched noticeably beneath their gaze, still glistening from everything we’d just done.

The shorter girl—the one I’d taken first—looked down before biting her lower lip, fresh excitement flickering across her face. The taller girl slowly turned back as well, both of them wearing that same unsettling yet strangely seductive smile.

The shorter girl stepped closer until we were almost touching.

"I’m Lila," she said softly.

She leaned in and kissed me deeply, her tongue meeting mine with practiced ease. When she finally pulled away, she lingered just long enough to whisper against my lips.

"Sweetheart."

The taller girl moved in next.

"I’m Sasha."

She claimed my lips just as hungrily, and before stepping back, her hand briefly wrapped around my cock, giving it a slow, deliberate stroke.

"Sweetheart," she repeated with a teasing smile.

Lila reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. After tapping the screen a few times, she turned it toward me.

The photo showed a group of stunning girls—eight, maybe nine of them—all dressed in elaborate maid uniforms that looked more decorative than practical. They posed confidently for the camera, each one attractive enough to stand out on her own, yet somehow even more striking together.

Sasha leaned closer until her warm breath brushed against my ear.

"Come to the parking lot after class," she murmured. "We’ll give you something more."

Her lips curled into a playful smile.

"You can choose your favorite."

Lila’s fingertips slowly traced down my chest.

"Whoever catches your eye..."

"They’re all very eager to serve."

My cock twitched hard at both the picture and their invitation. The Fragment of Lust stirred eagerly, feeding on the anticipation. For a brief moment, I seriously considered pulling them right back onto the bench and starting all over again.

The sharp ringing of the academy bell ruined the thought.

Classes were about to begin.

Students would start filling the hallways any minute.

Lila gave my cock one final slow stroke before gently squeezing the head through her fingers.

"Don’t keep us waiting, sweetheart."

Sasha smiled and blew me a playful kiss.

"See you after class."

The two of them slipped out of the locker room together, leaving the door slightly open behind them.

I remained where I was for several long seconds, breathing heavily as I tried to calm myself down. The image of those maids was already burned into my memory, and the Fragment of Lust eagerly clung to every possibility their invitation suggested.

"...Focus."

I muttered the word to myself before finally pulling my clothes back into place and fixing my uniform. It took far longer than I wanted for the obvious problem beneath my pants to settle down. Even after adjusting everything several times, I could still feel the fragment amplifying every sensation, refusing to let my thoughts completely settle.

By the time I finally stepped out of the locker room, I looked presentable enough.

My mind, however...

Was another story entirely.

The rest of the day crawled by. Every class blurred together until they became little more than background noise. Teachers spoke, students answered questions, notes filled the whiteboards, yet almost none of it stayed in my head. My thoughts kept drifting back to Lila and Sasha, to their smiles, to the warmth of their bodies, and especially to that single photograph on Lila’s phone. Every time I managed to push the thoughts aside, the Fragment of Lust quietly nudged them back into focus.

When the final bell echoed through the academy, I was already on my feet before the classroom had fully emptied.

Without another thought, I headed toward the parking lot.

My heartbeat grew steadily faster with every step.

Whatever was waiting for me there...

I had a feeling this was only the beginning.

The academy’s secrets were revealing themselves far faster than I’d expected.

The academy parking lot was already beginning to empty by the time I got there. Luxury cars lined the curb while students climbed into waiting vehicles or headed toward the dormitories in small groups. My eyes swept across the rows of cars until they stopped on a sleek black luxury sedan parked beneath the shade of a tree.

Lila noticed me first.

A slow smile spread across her face as she pushed herself away from the car.

"I knew you’d come."

I walked straight toward them without answering immediately. My hands stayed in my pockets as I stopped only a step away from the two girls.

"You sounded pretty confident."

"We were," Sasha replied with a grin. "We know when someone can’t stop thinking about us."

I looked at both of them for a moment before smirking.

"That’s a dangerous assumption."

"It is," Lila admitted. "Good thing we were right."

She stepped closer until there was barely any space between us. Instead of waiting for permission, she slipped a hand behind my neck and pulled me into a kiss. I answered immediately, meeting her lips without hesitation. The kiss deepened naturally, her tongue brushing against mine before I took control of the rhythm, leaving her slightly breathless by the time I pulled away.

A faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Still confident?" I asked quietly.

She smiled even wider.

"More than before."

Sasha clicked her tongue dramatically.

"Hey. Don’t leave me out."

She moved in next, tilting her head before claiming my lips herself. She started confidently enough, but I quickly matched her pace, turning the kiss into one on my terms. When it ended, she looked at me for a second before laughing softly.

"...Okay."

"I wasn’t expecting that."

"You two started this," I replied.

"And I’m not in the habit of losing."

Lila laughed.

"I like that answer."

"So do I," Sasha admitted.

For a few seconds, none of us spoke. Students continued passing through the parking lot, completely unaware of the conversation taking place beside the black sedan.

Sasha finally took a small key fob from her pocket and pressed a button.

The sedan unlocked with a soft electronic chime.

She walked over to the rear passenger door and opened it before looking back at me.

"Get in."

I glanced at the car, then back at the two of them.

"...You expect me to just get into a luxury car with two girls I barely know?"

Lila folded her arms.

"You kissed both of us."

"Twice."

"I think we’re past introductions."

I couldn’t argue with that.

"...Fair point."

Sasha leaned casually against the open door.

"Relax."

"We’re not taking you somewhere boring."

"And if I say no?"

Lila smiled.

"You won’t."

There wasn’t even the slightest hint of uncertainty in her voice.

I looked between the two of them before shaking my head with a quiet chuckle.

"You two are unbelievably confident."

"We’ve been told that."

I sighed.

"Fine."

"But if this turns into another haunted factory..."

Sasha immediately raised a hand.

"We promise."

"No haunted house."

"...That’s oddly specific."

Lila laughed as I stepped into the back seat.

She slid in beside me while Sasha closed the door and walked around to the driver’s seat. The engine came to life almost silently, and within moments the luxury sedan pulled away from the academy.

Watching the academy gates disappear through the tinted window, I had the feeling I was walking straight into another secret.

The only question was...

What exactly had Lila and Sasha been planning all along?




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