Ella felt exhausted; the sex had been too intense.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"We're not done yet, little one," Nolan said, flipping her over with a gentle but firm motion, positioning Ella on her hands and knees. Her plump, round ass jutted toward him.
He gave her ass a sharp, resounding slap, the sound echoing softly as a pink mark bloomed on her creamy flesh.
"From the beginning, what I really wanted to fuck was this gorgeous, fat ass of yours."
The new position sent a fresh thrill through Ella. She felt even more exposed, more vulnerable, and the sting of Nolan's slap on her rear only heightened the sensation.
Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic rhythm of anticipation. She felt the broad head of his cock, slick with her own arousal, press against a different, even tighter entrance.
"Oh, god… my… there?" she panted, her voice a mixture of shock and excitement.
"I'm taking your hot ass," Nolan growled, his voice husky with lust. He applied pressure, his hands gripping her hips firmly.
Ella braced herself, her body alight with a confusing mix of fear and desperate need. She pushed back against him, a silent plea.
Nolan grunted, pushing forward. A sharp, burning pain, entirely different from the stretching fullness she'd felt before, made her cry out.
"Wait! Nolan, stop! It's too much!" she gasped, her body instinctively clenching shut, rejecting the intrusion.
Even though Nolan's cock was lubricated with Ella's sexual fluids, it was still not enough.
Nolan pushed again. But it was no use. The resistance was absolute, a physical impossibility. He let out a sharp, frustrated breath and stilled, his cock resting against her puckered hole but unable to breach it.
The ambitious fantasy was crashing against the wall of reality. Maybe he was just too big to actually fuck her ass.
From the corner of the room, a sleepy giggle erupted. Linda, who had been quietly stirring awake, was now propped on an elbow, her shoulders shaking with mirth.
"I'm sorry," she choked out between laughs, "but darling, your frustrated face is fun."
Nolan scowled, pulling back from Ella with a frustrated sigh.
"Don't worry," Linda said, approaching him and pressing her huge tits against her man. "I will let you fuck my ass later."
Nolan turned to the woman with a hungry gaze, but Linda quickly made it clear she was at her limit; the sex would be left for later.
Before Nolan could retort, the bedroom door swung open.
Ana stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame with her arms crossed in a way that emphasized her boobs.
She watched the scene, a knowing, playful smirk on her face.
"And what's going on in here?" she asked, her tone light but chiding. "I leave for a few days to visit my sister, and I come back to find you've already corrupted one of my maids?"
Ella squeaked, trying to cover herself with a sheet, her face turning a brilliant shade of crimson.
Ana's eyes swept over the scene: the discarded phone still presumably recording, the flushed state of Ella, and Nolan's evident predicament.
Her smirk widened. "Master really is a stud after all," her voice sounded playful. She walked fully into the room, her gaze landing on Ella with a surprising softness. "You couldn't resist this stud's huge cock, could you?"
"Eh… sorry, I…" Ella began speaking shyly, but Ana pressed her index finger against her lips, silencing her.
"Welcome," Ana said with a big smile, "from now on, you become one of Master's little sluts. Just be sure to always make your best to please him; nothing else matters."
"Humm… okay. So, about my job…"
"Of course I'm not going to punish you; you did a great job," Ana said, looking at Nolan's huge cock, which throbbed, remembering Ella's tight pussy.
"Okay…" Ella agreed shyly.
Then Ana turned to Nolan and chuckled, shaking her head. "Honestly, Nolan. You can't just force your way into everything. Some things require preparation."
She walked over to her discarded purse sitting on a dresser and pulled out a small, discreet black case. She tossed it onto the bed next to Ella.
"Consider it your welcome gift, as you became Master's slut. From now on, your main mission is to use these every day to get ready for Nolan."
Ella picked up the case with trembling fingers and opened it. Nestled inside was a sleek, graduated set of anal trainers, beginning with a modestly small butt plug.
Linda, now sitting up fully, laughed again. "Well, look at that! Ana is always prepared."
Ana winked at Ella. "You must start with the smaller ones. Slowly. On your own time."
"Anyway," Ana clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention to her. "Actually, the reason I came here is that I'm going to need you," she said, fixing Ella with a serious look.
"Of course," the girl replied, equally serious.
"Activate your gift," Ana ordered. "I want to run a test."
"Hmm… okay," Ella answered. Her eyes suddenly glowed with a yellowish light.
A faint mist seemed to fill the room, and everyone present heard a voice echo directly in their minds:
"Do you wish to take part in the Oath?"
The redhead's gift was extremely rare and extraordinarily useful.
Within a certain radius, Ella could draw everyone into what was called "the Oath." Anyone was free to refuse, but if they accepted, they became physically unable to lie while the Oath was active.
More importantly, any promise sworn under the Oath became absolutely unbreakable, like a magical contract etched into reality itself.
That was precisely why Ana never worried that any of her personal maids might accidentally reveal anything about Nolan and Emily to Katherine.
"Mistress, would you please join the Oath?" Ana asked, turning to Linda.
"No problem," the woman agreed instantly.
To put it simply, Ana wanted to test whether Nolan's power could break an already-established Oath.
"Linda, what do you weigh?" Ana asked, a devilish smile curling her lips.
"Eh…!" Linda exclaimed, caught off guard.
She really didn't want to answer in front of Nolan, but her mouth moved against her will.
"I've been trying to hit the gym, but I haven't lost anything yet… I weigh 132 pounds," she admitted, cheeks burning.
Rachel, who had just woken up, slid her arms around Linda from behind, cupping her generous breasts possessively and grumbling in a jealous tone, "What are you worried about? All the extra weight went to exactly the right places."
Ana chuckled, then continued. "In that case, why don't you make a little Oath to help with your weight-loss journey? Promise you'll never eat out again."
"Hmm…" Linda hesitated. She could already feel that if she accepted, there would be no turning back.
Still, for the sake of Ana's test, she agreed. A faint yellowish mark appeared around her navel like a glowing tattoo, the visible proof of the Oath.
"Now, Master," Ana said, turning to Nolan, "could you please test what happens when you use your power?"
"Power?" Ella asked, confused.
"So that's what this was about," Nolan murmured. He activated his magic-nullification field.
To Ana's shock, the Oath vanished completely. And even after Nolan turned his ability off, the mark on Linda's stomach did not return.
Seeing it, Ana was stunned by just how powerful Nolan truly was.
More importantly, she pleaded for him never to use that power inside her mansion again. She had relied on those Oaths for far too long; an accidental cancellation could be catastrophic.
Just to be safe, she decided she would retest every single maid later.
"I'm sorry, Master, but I have to go," she said, taking Ella by the hand and hurrying out.
Left behind with Rachel and Linda still too exhausted to move, Nolan decided to pay Saphira a visit.
The gorgeous MILF was always an exquisite fuck.