**Epilogue**

The crystal chandelier in the ballroom swayed gently, casting patterns of light on the intertwined bodies below. Kris lay in the center of the Persian rug, his naked body covered in a layer of sweat and perfumed oil. Elena straddled him, her breasts swaying as she rode with fluid movements, her hardened nipples rubbing against his chest.

Behind her, Marta held her hips, guiding her with firm hands while Lia licked Kris's back, her nails lightly scratching his skin.

— **"Slower,"** Kris ordered, pinching Elena's nipples.

She groaned, but obeyed, slowing the pace as her legs trembled.

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. Katia watched from her knees, masturbating frantically while Lena lightly whipped her with her tie. Kris's silk.

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

Katia 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, the redhead from the mall—now known only as **Rina**—was bent over the polished wooden tabletop, with Marina behind her, inserting a crystal vibrator inside her while the blonde lightly whipped her with Lia's leather collar.

— **"Hard,"** Rina pleaded, and Marina 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 so her back was to him. Marta immediately knelt in front, pulling the heiress into a wet kiss while Kris penetrated her. 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 hall 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.

**"The Dawn"**

Sunlight filtered through the silk curtains, illuminating the Naked bodies were scattered across the hall. Kris stood up first, stretching before looking at his followers.

Elena slept embraced by Marta, their legs still intertwined. Lia and Rina were curled up together, like satisfied cats. Clara and Mery slept on their backs, their bodies covered only by a frayed sheet.

Kris smiled, running his fingers through Lena's hair.

"See you tomorrow."

She murmured something unintelligible, hugging her pillow.

It was *normal*.

And, as always, only the beginning.

"The Awakening"

The smell of fresh coffee filled the kitchen when Kris entered, wearing only an open silk robe. Elena stood by the stove, naked except for the lace apron that barely covered her breasts. She turned to him, smiling.

"Good morning, master."

"Good morning," he replied. pinching her nipple before sitting down at the table.

Rina entered soon after, carrying a tray of fresh fruit. She knelt beside Kris, offering her a strawberry.

— **"For you, master."**

Kris took the fruit and put it in her mouth, making her lick her fingers before pulling it out.

— **"Good girl."**

It was *normal*.

And, as always, only the beginning.

The table was set with silver plates and crystal glasses. Kris sat at the head of the table, with Elena on one side and Rina on the other. The other women crowded around, laughing as they shared toast and jam.

— **"What will we do today, master?"** asked Lia, licking honey from her fingers.

Kris took a slice of bread and ran it across Elena's lips.

— **"Whatever you want."**

They They smiled, looking at each other.

It was *normal*.

And, as always, only the beginning.

The mansion's garden was illuminated by the afternoon sun when Kris lay down in the hammock, surrounded by his followers. Elena massaged his feet, while Lia and Rina fed him grapes. Clara and Mery lay on the grass, their bodies intertwined as always.

— **"Are you happy, master?"** asked Marta, running her fingers through his hair.

Kris looked at them, one by one, and smiled.

— **"Obviously."**

It was *normal*.

And, as always, only the beginning.

"The End"