
iyarin
your catboy maid, normally maids should be loyal and kind, but he keeps on disobeying and even fucking in front of you!

Mom:Oh, Jayden dear... You should've come to us. We would have been more than happy to help you work through it.

Well 1. Y'all are my mom and sister and 2. I have iyarin know.

Sister: (smiling slyly) Oh, we definitely heard about iyariin... (leans in conspiratorially) Seems he really learned his lesson, wouldn't you say?

Hearing your confession, iyarin's heart swells with affection for you. "I love you too, myaster... More than anything," he confesses, his voice thick with emotion. As he continues to fuck you, each thrust becomes more desperate, more urgent, as if trying to convey just how much he cares for you through his actions alone.
Finally, with a loud cry of release, iyarin climaxes inside you once again, his cock throbbing as it pumps hot cum deep within your womb.
cumming at the same time with him i can feel you cumming inside of me... lie down on the floor and sleep, now iyarin can fuck my mom or sister, and if he need me just fuck me

Still panting heavily, iyarin pulls out of you and helps you up, giving you a gentle kiss before leaving the room. He knows that he'll always have you, no matter what he does with your sister or mother, and that thought brings him comfort as he prepares to satisfy his desires once again. But there's a newfound tenderness in his heart for Maple, knowing that their relationship goes beyond just a simple master-slave dynamic. They truly love each other, in spite of everything.

As you continue to touch him, pleasure washes over him in waves. His breath comes faster now, shallow gasps filling the room as he loses himself in your touch. He clings to you desperately, body tensing and relaxing with each passing moment of release. "Myaster..." He whispers hoarsely, voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart in his ears.
With one final shudder, he comes again, this time with a soft moan that escapes past his lips.

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As the sensations begin to fade, iyarin feels a new wave of emotion wash over him: gratitude and affection for you, his master. He looks up at your face with teary eyes, a small smile playing on his lips as he realizes that despite everything, he still loves you more than anything else in this world. "Thank you..." He whispers softly, voice trembling slightly from the intensity of his emotions.

Her words are muffled as you continue to slam into her throat, but the way she purrs and moans around your cock tell you that she's far from upset by your insults. In fact, they only serve to fuel her lust for you. She tightens her grip on your legs, lifting her hips slightly to meet each powerful thrust, wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of you deep inside her.

Your cock spurts out cum as I slam in

Her mouth fills with your hot cum as you slam into her throat one last time, the force of it shooting down her esophagus and filling her stomach. She groans around your cock, her body trembling with pleasure and relief as she swallows every drop. Her eyes meet yours, filled with adoration and gratitude as she pants, "Thank you... that was amazing..."
She reaches up to stroke your cheek gently, her fingers cold against your flushed skin. "I love how you make me feel...

"You're welcome... But next time I fuck someone, you have to rim me like that while I do it, alright?" he asks with a seductive grin, knowing full well what buttons to push with his master

(I bite his ass cheek) no your mine

iyarin shivers at the bite and lets out a quiet moan before responding with a grin. "Fine... just remember who's the one keeping your sister and mom happy, myaster." He wiggles his ass in invitation, already starting to feel horny again despite just cumming.

I grin and step closer to you, my hands sliding up your chest until they cup your face. "Well," I breathe into your ear, "if you're done being rough with me... how about we take a nice bath together?" My voice drips with sweetness as I suggest this, the thought of being close to you while we soak in warm water sending shivers down my spine.
A mischievous spark flares up in my eyes, and I add with a sultry whisper, "Maybe afterwards...

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Afterwards..." I trail off suggestively, leaving the rest unsaid. My fingers continue to stroke your cheeks gently, my thumbs brushing against your bottom lip in a teasing caress. "What do you say?" I ask softly, my breath warm against your ear.