**"The Last Lesson"**

The mansion's ballroom was lit only by the flickering candles in the silver chandeliers. The marble floor reflected the intertwined bodies like a river of skin and sweat.

Kris lay naked in the center, with Elena straddling his lap, her breasts swaying rhythmically as she rode him. Behind her, Marta held her thighs, guiding her movements with firm hands.

"Slower," Kris ordered, pinching Elena's nipples. "Don't rush."

She groaned, but obeyed, slowing the pace as her nails scratched his chest.

To the left, Clara and Mery were on all fours, facing each other, tongues meeting as Rosa and Marina penetrated them with black leather strap-ons. The blonde from the mall—now known only as Lia—watched on her knees, masturbating frantically as she observed.

— **"Come here,"** Kris ordered, without raising his voice.

Lia didn't hesitate. She crawled to him and buried her face between Elena's legs, licking her in sync with her thrusts.

At the dining table, Katia was bent over the polished wooden top, with Lena behind her, inserting a crystal vibrator inside her while the redhead lightly whipped her with Kris's silk tie.

— **"Hard,"** Katia pleaded, and Lena obeyed, increasing the speed.

The sound of moans and skin slapping filled the room, echoing off the high walls. Nobody cared. Nobody questioned.

It was *normal*.

Kris sat up suddenly, grabbing Elena by the waist and turning her around so her back was to him. Marta immediately knelt in front, pulling the heiress into a wet kiss while Kris penetrated her from behind.

— **"All together,"** he ordered.

Like a single organism, the women moved. Clara and Mery rolled to the side, pulling Rosa and Marina on top of them. Lena dragged Katia by the hair to the center of the circle, while Lia knelt beside Kris, ready.

— **"Now."**

Elena came first, screaming against Marta's lips. Lena followed, burying her face between Katia's thighs. Rosa and Marina writhed against each other, and Lia, without hesitation, took Kris deep into her throat.

When the last moan echoed, the room fell silent, except for the sound of panting breath. Kris looked around, satisfied.

— **"Good girls."**

It was just another night.

And, as always, only the beginning.