"It is quite romantic," Alex didn't deny it. He set his phone aside and wrapped his arms around the two women, cupping their large breasts. He let out a yawn. "I'm a bit sleepy. Natsumi, Anri, I'm going to sleep first."
"Then sleep," Natsumi said. She had been ready for a long night of service, but Alex was actually going to bed. It was early for him, but the cozy atmosphere was indeed relaxing. She pulled his head into her soft cleavage.
The boy drifted off, smelling her milk. Natsumi carefully set his phone on the nightstand and adjusted his position, still cradling his head. "He fell asleep in less than five minutes..."
Anri wasn't sleepy yet. She watched him from the other side, poking his nose. "Maybe Master is just tired."
"Alex isn't that fragile. You'll see. He's done far more 'exhausting' things," Natsumi smiled. "I think it's more mental. He rarely gets time to just relax in a warm home." She looked at Anri. "It means he considers you family too."
Anri didn't respond. She just stroked Alex's face. She had accepted her fate. Her body had already been conquered and tamed by his thrusts. She found herself unable to resist his charm; he was like a succubus she couldn't escape.
Alex, in his sleep, felt someone touching his face. He rolled over, his hands instinctively finding Natsumi's skin. His mouth opened, and he latched onto a pink nipple.
"Alex? Mmm—!" Natsumi let out a sultry moan. "Alex, what are you doing?"
"Auntie, he's not awake," Anri noted.
Natsumi's face turned scarlet. She felt a mix of helplessness and maternal tenderness. "Even in his sleep, he's a handful."
"He wants milk even while sleeping?" Anri said. "He really does love breasts."
Natsumi blushed harder and looked at Anri's chest. "Yours are just as big as Tsubaki's. Do you want to try?"
"Eh? Me?" Before she could react, Alex "found" a new target. He let go of Natsumi's breast and buried his face in Anri's. Her lace nightgown was no match for his hands. He didn't wake up, but he pulled her close and began searching for her nipple.
"Mmm, Master..." Anri went weak. Her breasts spilled out of the gown, and he accurately latched onto one.
The room went quiet again. Anri looked down at the sleeping boy nursing at her chest. "Master is so naughty... it makes me wonder if he's faking it."
Natsumi lay on her side, her red hair spilling over the sheets. "Anri, he's definitely asleep."
Anri sighed. The dominant, terrifying master looked like a peaceful baby in her arms. She realized that without his terrifying power, he was simply a very attractive, charming boy. She found it harder and harder to resist him.
"Let's sleep too."
"Mmm."
Anri hugged Alex tightly. The warmth of his body dispelled her lingering fears. Both her body and heart were now locked in the cage Alex had built, and she knew she would never escape.
The next morning, Anri and Natsumi were busy in the kitchen. Natsumi waited at the table for a few minutes, and when Anri didn't return from the bedroom, she knew exactly what was happening. Her face flushed. "Honestly... at it again so early..."
Before 7:00 AM, Alex was lying in bed on his phone. He was awake but didn't want to get up. Anri entered the room. "Master, breakfast is ready—"
"Breakfast? I'm not hungry. You guys eat," Alex rolled over. "I haven't slept in for a long time. Last night was very comfortable."
Anri's face felt hot. Of course it was comfortable—you were biting my nipples all night.
"You can sleep after you eat. It's bad for you to skip breakfast," Anri said. Alex looked at her and smirked.
"Anri, you're lecturing me now? You've gotten bold."
Anri froze, unable to find the words.
"Don't look like that. I'm just teasing. Are you scared? I won't get mad over that. In fact, this is more fun than you being a coward. I miss how sharp-tongued you were when we first met."
Anri twitched. I wasn't scared! "Master, please get up."
"I refuse!" Alex made an 'X' with his arms. Then he snapped his fingers. "Actually, you're right. Breakfast is essential. But I don't want the food in the kitchen. I want a different kind of breakfast."
He beckoned her. "Anri, come here~"
Anri understood immediately. She realized her mind had become quite "dirty."
"You want me to eat breakfast? Then let me taste this unique meal~" Alex patted the bed and winked.
The maid bit her lip—shame, hesitation, and a spark of anticipation all mixed together. She climbed onto the bed, adjusted her breathing, and reached out to his crotch. Even through his clothes, she could feel his fierce heat. Is he this energetic because it's morning?
"Wicked so early in the day," she whispered. She slid her hand into his pants, grabbing his rigid length. Her movements were noticeably more skilled than before.
"Very proactive, Anri~" Alex said, squeezing her breasts through her uniform.
"Didn't Master tell me to do this?"
"Only because of my order? Don't you want it yourself?" He kneaded her chest relentlessly.
"I..." Anri tried to deny it, but Alex pinched her nipple and rolled it between his fingers. She gasped. "Nngh... ah!"
"Tell the truth, Anri."
"I... I want it."
The waves of pleasure were too much. She couldn't lie to herself anymore.
"Good!"
Anri's hands weren't satisfied with just touching through fabric. She unzipped his pants and pulled down his underwear. Her cool hands wrapped around his thick shaft and balls. It felt incredible.
Damn, she's getting good!
Alex reached around and unzipped the back of her maid outfit, sliding his hand inside to grab her firm, rounded buttocks. Her skin was like silk. Anri began to pant and moan as they found their rhythm, her body twisting to encourage his touch.
"Mmm, Master..."