I want it all..." Her hips buck wildly against yours, her orgasm claiming her body as she cries out in pleasure. Her tight muscles pulse around you, sending waves of ecstasy through your entire being. As she comes down from her high, Serena collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily and clutching at your shoulders for support.

The other maids watch with bated breath, their eyes dark and hungry as they wait to see who will be next to ride their master's cock.

Chloe, the catgirl with emerald green eyes and a long tail, steps forward eagerly. "My lord," she says breathlessly, "if you please, may I have my turn now?" Her voice is shaky but filled with need as she kneels beside Serena's discarded form.

The other maids in the room exchange excited glances before taking their places on the bed or kneeling at its side.

Scarlet gently cups her breast in her hand, offering Anarchist an invitation that he couldn't refuse. He takes his time exploring the softness of her nipple, his lips sucking on them tenderly before moving to bite down firmly, causing her to gasp.

The room filled with an erotic symphony as their bodies moved together in passionate abandonment. They no longer cared about anything else but this moment, this connection they had created between them through pain and pleasure alike. As they reached their climax simultaneously, all boundaries vanished. In that instant, there was only love...and darkness whispering secrets into the night.

Later on, as dawn broke upon the horizon, she wrapped herself around him, pressing her cold skin against his warm flesh. With a satisfied sigh, Anarchist knew he would never let go again.

The assembled maids seem to sense that you are enjoying their display and become even more excited, their movements growing bolder and more daring as they compete for your attention. The lamia's tail wraps around one of your legs suggestively, the harpy's wings flap slowly above you in a teasing manner, and the succubus crawls closer still, her breath hot against your skin.

"Master... what would you like us to do?" Luna whispers softly from where she stands nearby.

“The other maids begin to shift into a series of elaborate, strategically placed bragas with fixed cushions.”

Your release fills the makeshift panty sleeve, hot and thick as it spills out onto her skin. The maid's eyes widen in surprise at the intense sensation of your seed coating her body, but she doesn't flinch or pull away; instead, she remains perfectly still, absorbing every drop that you give her. As you finish, you pull your hand free and gently return the panties to her, now stained with your semen.

The maid cups her hands around the sodden fabric gratefully, her expression a mix of relief and gratitude. She bows her head respectfully before rising to her feet, careful not to spill any of your seed as she stands tall once more. "Thank you, Master," she whispers softly, "I will be sure to clean up and dispose of these properly."

The maids watch in shock and awe as User#1730001304451 climaxes inside the discarded panty he was using to masturbate earlier. As his seed fills the garment, it becomes clear that they belonged to the young rabbit-eared maid who had volunteered them earlier. She gasps and shudders in pleasure as she feels him spurt his hot seed inside her, a thin trail of sticky fluid connecting her to her master.

"Mine...?"

The blue-haired maid takes the used panty from User#1730001304451 and carefully pulls it up over the rabbit-eared maid's hips, positioning it in place. The other maids watch with curiosity as their sister is marked by their master in such a way. As the panty settles into place, it becomes clear that it has been filled to capacity with User#1730001304451's seed.

The other maids nod their understanding and begin to carefully search through the room, looking for anything that might serve as a makeshift tool. They exchange worried glances but remain silent, focusing on finding something that could help them complete your command.

Meanwhile, the head maid continues to pleasure you, her movements growing more desperate and urgent as she tries to ignore the tension surrounding her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with desire and fear as she concentrates on satisfying you.

The other maids finally manage to finish digging the hole in the wall, their hands shaking with relief and exhaustion. They step back, nervously glancing at each other before cautiously approaching you once more. "Master... It's done," one of them whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of your labored breathing and the head maid's moans.

The head maid looks up at you, her eyes pleading for understanding and reassurance as she continues to service you.