My Milf System

{Loona’s POV}

Moans, slappy impacts, wet slurches, curses, and sopping sounds reverberated through the entire apartment as Master Asher tamed Secretary Kim.

I stood just outside the door, dragging on a cigarette and watching the blue smoke drift off into the air.

After Josh got arrested, and Akira—the CEO of Sad Matt—met an untimely end when their secret labs blew sky-high, this apartment had been pretty... free. It felt weird to say, considering all the loss of life, but it was the truth. I felt freer right now than I ever had in my life. Free like back when my mom was still alive. Maybe it was because I’d met Master Asher. Maybe it was because he always promised to protect me, and he’d never broken that promise once. Or maybe it was just because Josh, the bastard who made my life a living hell, was finally gone.

Whatever the reason, I was oddly... happy.

Inside, Master Asher was fucking Secretary Kim senseless. From the way her body slammed and dangled against the door hook, I could tell he was giving her a hardcore, brutal working-over. Her moans started out as short, choked gasps while she tried to cling to whatever was left of her pride, but as the minutes dragged on, they intensified. They morphed from breathless whimpers into wild, unhinged sex cries that echoed through the entire hallway.

The other tenants could hear every single wet smack and scream clearly. But there wasn’t a damn thing they could do about it.

Suddenly, Mio’s husband—a faithful, boring-ass desk worker at Sad Matt—came walking down the hall toward his place. He glanced around nervously, his heart probably skipping a beat as he wondered if it was his own wife moaning like a bitch in heat.

He passed right by me. Through his eyeglasses, I caught him gawking at me for a split second, drawn in by my bare thighs. Not to brag, but even when I press my legs tight together, there’s this curvaceous little gap right beneath my crotch. Men go absolute fucking crazy for that shit, especially when you wear tiny, tight shorts that flex the gap and show off a fat pussy print.

Right now, though, I was only wearing an oversized t-shirt with no panties underneath. I wondered if the poor bastard realized he was looking at a bare pussy.

I watched him rush off with flushed, bright pink cheeks and duck into his unit.

"Babe... what the hell are you doing?!" I heard him yell from inside.

Oops... busted. He definitely walked in on Mio furiously fingering herself to the sound of Kim getting ruined by my master.

I chuckled, shaking my head, and took one last drag. I dropped the stub, grinding it out under my heel.

***

{Third Person POV}

Shocks of intense pleasure short through Asher’s spine like live voltage. He slammed his cock deep into Kim’s thoroughly wrecked pussy, his body vibrating as his tip flared to make way for a torrential blast. He surged forward, firing jet after jet of thick, milky cum into her flesh, filling her womb with his fertile seed.

His cock paused its throbbing for a second, pulling back halfway before he drove it all the way in once more, dragging out the sensation. The extra push squeezed out one final, heavy spurt that coated the rest of her inner walls, filling her to the absolute brim.

Finally satisfied, he backed away, pulling his soaked, swollen dick out. It dangled between his legs, gleaming wet and half-hard.

He looked at Kim. She was a hot, delicious, unmitigated mess.

Hanging by her tied wrists from the coat hanger, her legs sprawled wide, her pussy leaked a steady stream of their mixed fluids down her thighs. The swollen, pink lips twitched and pulsated as if they were gasping for air, stretched to the absolute limit in a way no man had ever managed before.

The treatment Asher and Loona had forced on her was utterly degrading, especially for a high-class, arrogant woman like her. Being broken and tamed like a useless dog. Begging for dick like a shameless slut, then taking a heavy creampie right to the womb.

So why the fuck did it feel so good? Why did this feel like the absolute best sex of her entire life?

Why was her traitorous heart praying that this wouldn’t be the last time? Her normal sex life was completely ruined now. No matter what any other man would ever do to her, her mind will always drift right back to Asher’s cock.

Why was his name and his cock the only thing in her brain right now?

She shook her head violently, trying to rattle the dirty thoughts loose, but they were welded shut in her mind. If clearing your head were that easy, overthinkers wouldn’t sit around listening to three-hour white-noise tracks just to kill their own brainwaves.

"Kim."

"Yes, Master!"

The response came out of her mouth before she could think about it. It was only later that she realized that she had just called him master.....

’Shit... how far have I fallen?’ she thought, biting her lip so hard she nearly drew blood. ’Is this what it means... to be tamed? To completely surrender to a man?’

Asher grinned, stepping right up to her dangling body, leaning in until his hot breath brushed against the skin of her neck.

"Nice. Sounds like we’re finally on the same page," he muttered. He reached up, grasping the coarse rope that anchored her wrists to the door hook.

Kim swallowed hard, a loud gulp echoing in her throat. Even after getting fucked raw, his slightest touch on her bare skin made her go completely docile, filling her with a sickening urge to drop to her knees and worship him.

’Who is this guy? Why am I feeling like this? Why do I want to submit to him so badly?’

"Now then... your phone’s been blowing up this entire time," Asher said smoothly, untying the knot and letting her arms drop. "I think you should answer it."

Free of the rope, Kim rubbed her raw wrists to get the blood flowing, bowed her head deeply, and whispered, "Yes, Master."

As she stumbled over to pick up her device, the front door clicked open. Loona walked back in, wiping a faint trail of smoke from her lips.

"Looks like the taming process went smoothly, Master. I’m happy for you."

Asher flashed her a dark, confident grin. "You know me. That story of building my own harem city wasn’t just some dumb fantasy. It’s something that happened. So taming one arrogant bitch like Kim wasn’t much of a challenge."

Loona crossed her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow. "So, what, are we just like Pokémon to you? You just tame us down and add us to the collection? Or..."

"Oh, fuck no," Asher said instantly, his tone shifting into something genuine. "You know you’re all way more than that to me. You’re my wives. My inner circle. The people I love, trust, and would walk straight into hell to fight the fucking devil for. I’d do anything to keep you happy, safe, and protected. Every single one of you is a blessing."

A soft, genuine smile broke across Loona’s face.

That tender moment was shattered when Secretary Kim hit the speakerphone button on her ringing line.

A high-pitched, childish voice rasped through the speaker: "Tsk... finally decided to pick up, huh, Black Lily? I’ve been trying to get a hold of your useless ass, but I assume you’ve been out somewhere desperately hunting for attention like you always do. Get over here right now. The Founder has a mission for us. Meet at the Shinigami Section 7 headquarters. Get your ass moving!"

The call disconnected.

Asher and Loona exchanged a bewildered look, echoing each other in unison: "Shinigami...?"

Tbc