Bonding time

Sumi left the master bedroom door barely ajar. Moments earlier she had **** herself to indulge Haruto’s pathetic attempt at intimacy, enduring his fumbling touch with quiet revulsion. When he finally gave up, she told him she had work to finish, and he’d accepted it with that tired nod that had become too familiar.

She didn’t wait for anything else.

The house felt darker than it should as she walked toward Mei’s room. Eli’s message burned in her mind:

Come to Mei’s room.

She pushed the door open.

Sumi stood in the doorway wearing a black one‑piece lingerie bodysuit — thin straps, sheer panels, clinging to every curve. Mei froze on Eli’s lap, dressed in soft white lace, innocence cut into something provocative.

Mei’s mouth fell open. “Mom— what are you doing here? And— what are you wearing?” Her voice strained, confused, defensive. “You look like— I mean— why would you dress like that?”

Sumi stepped farther in, the door easing shut behind her. “I’m here for my man.”

Mei blinked, baffled. “Your— M… Haruto? You dressed like that for Haruto?”

A beat of silence.

Sumi’s eyes slid to Eli.

Mei’s face drained, then flushed dark. “Wait. No. You don’t mean— you can’t be saying—”

Sumi’s voice dropped to a whisper, trembling with truth she had been **** on all night. “I belong to him, Mei.”

Mei recoiled like struck. “W‑What? Since when?! You— you’re my mom. You’re married. I mean, I get why you’d want someone like Eli, but still—”

Her voice cracked, venom and panic bleeding together.

“—some old, drained‑out slut crawling after a guy young enough to be your Son. God, I knew you were pathetic, but this?”

Sumi didn’t break. She stepped closer.

““Young lady,” Sumi said with a slow, taunting grin, “if you could satisfy him properly, none of this would even be necessary.” She lifted her breasts with her hands, pushing them up proudly. “But you didn’t inherit all of your mother’s advantages, did you? Don’t be jealous just because he wanted more than your little lace panties.””

Mei’s expression twisted, jealousy snapping through her. “He wants someone with a future, not a washed‑up housewife who’s been rotting next to that limp disappointment down the hall.”

Sumi’s answer came like a blade. “Haruto is nothing. You know it. I know it. And Eli?” Her voice softened into something feverish. “Eli wants me. He loves how my body feels. He loves my breasts, the size, the weight— everything Haruto never touched right.”

Mei’s hands balled into fists. “Shut up. He doesn’t want you more than me. He doesn’t want your—”

“Enough.”

Eli’s voice wasn’t loud— but it sliced the room in half.

Both women froze instantly.

Eli’s hand slid into Mei’s hair, gripping at the roots, pulling her head back just enough to remind her who owned the moment. His other hand beckoned Sumi forward.

““You don’t decide anything,” he murmured, amusement curling darkly in his tone. “I decide who I want and when. You’re not here to think.””

Mei shivered, breath caught.

Sumi went still with devotion.

“And I want you both,” Eli said. “But you will not fight like children. Not unless I tell you to.”

His hand slid up Mei’s spine, slow and deliberate. “You both belong to me. And you both want to keep belonging to me.”

They nodded, breathless.

“But tonight isn’t about which of you is first,” Eli said. “Not yet.” His eyes gleamed. “Tonight is about whether you can do something together for me.”

Mei’s brows furrowed. “Together?”

“Yes.” Eli leaned back, satisfied. “You want to serve me? Then you help me build what I’m building.”

Sumi swallowed. “Your… harem.”

Eli smiled. “Exactly. And Hana and Emily?” He tapped Mei’s thigh. “They’re next. I want them in my orbit — completely. No resistance. I want them begging for me the way you do.”

A shiver ran through Mei. “You want us to… help?”

“Yes,” he said. “Because if you two can’t work together, you’re useless to me.”

The words hit harder than shouting. Both women straightened instantly.

“We’ll do it,” Sumi said.

“We’ll pull them in,” Mei echoed.

Eli’s smile sharpened. “Good girls. And since you’re so eager to prove yourselves…” His gaze moved slowly from Sumi to Mei, savoring the tension tightening between them. “We’re doing a little team exercise tonight.”

He let the words sink in, letting their breath hitch.

“I want to see,” he murmured, “how well my two sluts can work together. No jealousy unless I ask for it. No fighting unless I say so. You’ll show me you can be a team… for me.”

His voice dropped to a murmur. “Now come here. Both of you.

Mei slid off his lap immediately, dropping to the floor with a needy, shivering obedience. Sumi stepped forward at the same time, breath catching, her body moving on instinct toward his voice. Within seconds both women were kneeling before him — shoulder to shoulder, heads slightly bowed, like two rivals **** to prove they could kneel better, lower, closer for him.”

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Eli's hand reached out, fingers trailing through Mei's dark hair first, then Sumi's lighter strands, tugging just enough to make them both gasp. "If you two enjoy insulting each other so much," he murmured, voice smooth and cold, "then you can certainly **** yourselves for your Master. Prepare yourselves. Show me how pathetic you are simply because I want it—because you crave my orders, my approval."

His voice was casual, like ordering coffee, but the command laced it with steel. Mei moved first, her fingers hooking under the straps of her black lace bra, the delicate fabric whispering against her skin as she peeled it away. Her breasts spilled free—full, with dark nipples already hardening in the cool air filtering through the cracked window. She didn't meet his eyes, focusing instead on the way her body trembled, a flush creeping up her neck.

Sumi followed, shimmying out of her one-piece lingerie, the sheer red material clinging to her curves like a second skin before sliding down her thighs.

Eli savored the moment, his cock twitching visibly in his pants at the sight. "Now **** yourselves," Eli ordered, leaning forward. "Tell me what pathetic sluts you are while you finger those greedy pussies. Get them wet for me. Prove you're ready to share."

Sumi's hand dipped between her legs first, her fingers parting her slick folds with a soft, wet sound that echoed in the quiet room. "I'm just a **** hole for you, Eli," she whispered, her voice breaking as she circled her clit, eyes locked on his bulge. "A worthless Rice munching slut who can't stop thinking about your cock stretching me out. I've been dripping since watching you with this police officer, kneeling like a dog for scraps of your attention." Her fingers plunged deeper, two at once, her hips bucking involuntarily as she pumped them in and out, the obscene squelch filling the air.

Mei mirrored her, spreading her thighs wider on the worn rug, her lace panties shoved aside. Her fingers—slender, painted nails chipping from nervous habits—slid into her pussy, stretching herself with a moan. "Fuck, I'm nothing without you owning me," she gasped, her free hand pinching her nipple hard enough to make her wince. "Just a dumb bitch who begs for your dick, Daddy. I´m, the most pathetic, i do anything for, just say the Word and I Kick my own Mother to orgasm, hoping you'd let my touch my needy little rice cunt." Her breaths came in short bursts, juices coating her hand as she fucked herself faster, the rivalry simmering but held in check by his command.

Eli watched, unblinking, his hand palming his cock through his jeans. "That's it. Deeper, sluts. Make those cunts beg." He unzipped slowly, freeing his thick shaft, the head already glistening with pre-cum. Sumi's eyes widened, her fingers faltering for a second before redoubling, her degradation spilling out in a torrent. "I hate how much I need this—need you to use me like a toy while my own daugther watches. I'm your cum-dump, Eli, ready to **** on it." Mei whimpered, her pussy clenching around her fingers. "Please, I'm the weaker one, the one who spreads for anyone you point at. So fucking horny for your control."

The room smelled of their arousal now, warm and intimate, the soft bedroom lamp casting their bodies in muted gold. After minutes that stretched like hours, Eli nodded at Sumi. "You've earned this. Deepthroat me, slut. Show Mei how it's done while she keeps fingering that sloppy pussy."

Sumi crawled forward on her knees, her mouth watering as she gripped the base of his cock—thick, veined, pulsing with heat. She didn't hesitate, lips parting wide to take him in, tongue swirling around the head before she pushed down, inch by inch, until her nose brushed his abdomen. Gags bubbled up, wet and messy, saliva dripping down her chin as she bobbed, hollowing her cheeks. "Mmmph," she moaned around him, the vibration making Eli groan low in his throat.

Mei watched, jealousy flickering but obedience winning out. Her fingers worked faster, three now plunging into her soaked cunt, thumb grinding her clit. "Fuck, look at her take it," Mei muttered, her voice husky. "I'm just sitting here, dripping like a faucet, waiting for my turn to worship you." Her body shook, an orgasm building but not quite cresting—Eli's rule unspoken but clear: no cumming without permission. Sumi's throat convulsed around his length, tears streaking her mascara as she deepthroated him relentlessly, her free hand cupping his balls, massaging gently. Eli's fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm—harder, deeper. "Good girl. **** on that dick while your Daughter fingers herself raw." He thrust up once, making Sumi sputter, but she took it, eyes watering with effort and lust.

Finally, he pulled her off with a pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. "Enough. Mei, your turn to get fucked. On the bed, show me this needy cunt." Mei's heart raced as she scrambled onto the mattress, the springs creaking under her weight. She positioned herself on all fours, pussy glistening, presented like an offering. Eli shed his clothes in quick, efficient motions—muscular frame revealed, cock standing proud. He positioned himself behind her, rubbing the head along her slit, teasing. "Beg for it, slut."

"Please, Eli, fuck my worthless pussy," Mei pleaded, pushing back against him. "Use me while Mommy watches—make me scream for you." He slammed in with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Mei cried out, her walls clenching around his thickness, the stretch burning sweet. "Fuck, yes—harder!" Eli gripped her hips, pounding into her with relentless ****, the slap of skin on skin echoing off the walls. Her lace panties dangled from one ankle, a forgotten remnant.

Sumi, still kneeling, watched with hooded eyes, her fingers resuming their work on her own pussy. But Eli wasn't done commanding. "Sumi, sit on her face. Make her eat that cunt while I rail her." Sumi climbed onto the bed, straddling Mei's head, lowering her dripping pussy onto her rival's mouth. Mei didn't hesitate—tongue darting out to lap at Sumi's folds, tasting her sweetness mixed with the tang of arousal.

"Mmm, eat youre Mommys Pussy, you filthy bitch," Sumi groaned, grinding down, her hands bracing on the headboard. Mei's moans vibrated into her clit, sending jolts through Sumi's body as Eli's thrusts rocked them all. Eli's pace quickened, his cock pistoning in and out of Mei's pussy, balls slapping against her.

"That's it—teamwork, sluts. Lick her good, Mei, while I fuck this tight hole." Sweat beaded on his brow, the interracial contrast stark and intoxicating—his skin against Mei's curves, Sumi's lithe form hovering above. Mei’s tongue delved deeper, circling Sumi's entrance, sucking her clit until Sumi's thighs quivered. "Fuck, I'm close, Daddy" Mei mumbled against Sumi's pussy, but Eli slapped her Tits hard. "Not yet. Hold it." He drove deeper, angling to hit her G-spot, making her sob with need. Sumi rode Mei's face harder, her own orgasm building from the dual ****—tongue and the indirect rhythm of Eli's fucks. "Yes, devour me—prove you're useful, to our master" she hissed, fingers pinching her own nipples. The bed shook, a chaotic symphony of gasps, slurps, and flesh meeting flesh.

Eli pulled out suddenly, leaving Mei whining emptily. "Present your asses. Both of you. Plead for me to fuck those pussies." They scrambled into position side by side, knees spread wide on the rumpled sheets, asses high, pussies exposed and dripping. Sumi arched first, her one-piece lingerie long discarded in a heap. "Please, Daddy, fuck my slutty pussy—fill me up, make me yours while Mei waits like the needy whore she is." Mei wiggled her hips, lace panties finally kicked away. "No, fuck me first again—pound this dripping cunt. I need your cock more than she does; I'll take it harder, beg better." Eli chuckled, dark and low.

"No fighting, remember? But I like the begging." He stroked his cock, slick with Mei's juices, before lining up with Sumi's entrance. "You first, since you deepthroated so well." He thrust in, eliciting a sharp cry from Sumi as he bottomed out, her walls fluttering around him.

"Fuck, yes—stretch me!" Sumi gasped, pushing back to meet his strokes. Eli fucked her with measured power, hand reaching over to finger Mei's pussy, keeping her on edge. Mei moaned, grinding against his fingers. "Please, Daddy, my turn—I'll clench so tight around your dick." He switched seamlessly, pulling from Sumi with a wet pop and slamming into Mei. She keened, the sudden fullness pushing her closer to the brink. "AHH, own this pussy!"

Eli alternated like that—thrusts into Mei, then Sumi, then back—drawing out their pleas, their bodies slick with sweat.

He buried himself deeper in Sumi now, his pace brutal, hips slamming against her ass with a rhythmic slap that echoed off the warehouse walls. "Tell me how much you need my cum," he growled, one hand fisting her hair to pull her head back, exposing the curve of her neck.

"I need it—flood my cunt, Eli, mark me as yours!" Sumi begged, her voice breaking, body shuddering as an orgasm built. "And you?" He glanced at Mei, fingers still working her clit in tight circles, dipping inside to feel her clench. "Give it to me, please—I want to taste you more than anything," Mei whimpered, her hips bucking wildly against his hand.

Eli's control frayed, thrusts erratic as he focused on Sumi, pounding her with everything he had. Her walls tightened, fluttering wildly, and she shattered first— a guttural cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm hit, pussy spasming around his cock, juices squirting out in hot bursts that soaked the sheets. "Fuck, yes—cumming so hard for you!" Sumi wailed, her body convulsing, bold facade cracking into pure, submissive bliss. Eli didn't let up, riding her through it, his own release building like a storm.

But he wasn't done. Pulling out of Sumi's quivering heat, he turned to Mei, slamming home in one brutal thrust. She was already teetering, his fingers having primed her perfectly. "Your turn Slut—cum for me, show your Mommy Slut how you beg with your pussy fileld with white cock." Mei keened, the fullness overwhelming, her competitive spark igniting as she clenched around him, milking his cock with **** rhythm.

"Oh god, Daddy—fuck me, own me!" Her orgasm crashed over her seconds later, body arching, a sharp cry escaping as waves of pleasure ripped through her, her pussy gushing around him, drenching his balls. Eli growled, thrusting deep through her climax, feeling her walls pulse and squeeze.

With both women spent and trembling, their asses still high but bodies limp with aftershocks, Eli pulled out, his cock throbbing, slick with their essences. "On your knees—faces up. I want to see you both when I cum." Sumi and Mei scrambled to obey, turning to kneel before him on the mattress, mouths parted, eyes locked on his shaft.

The light of the bedroom lamp cast their faces in warm, glowing relief, sweat beading on their skin, lips swollen from earlier kisses and bites.

Eli stroked himself furiously, the sight of them—rivals turned devoted—pushing him over the edge. "Fuck—take it," he grunted, ropes of hot cum erupting from his cock, splattering across Sumi's cheeks and lips first, then Mei's waiting tongue. She caught some eagerly, moaning at the taste, while Sumi licked her lips, bold even in the mess. More spurted, painting their faces in sticky white streaks, dripping down chins and onto breasts.

They leaned in without a word, drawn by the heat of the moment, their mouths meeting in a deep, cum-slicked kiss. Tongues tangled, sharing his release, moaning into each other's mouths as they savored the salty tang, hands roaming to cup breasts and pinch nipples. Eli watched, chest heaving, the ultimate commander of their desire.

As their kiss broke, Sumi smirked through the mess, wiping a streak from Mei's cheek and sucking it off her finger. "See? We make a hell of a team for him." Mei laughed breathlessly, pulling Sumi in for another quick peck. "Yeah, but next time, I get the first load."

Eli just grinned, collapsing back onto the sheets, pulling them both down with him. In the afterglow, with neon still flickering like faulty stars, he knew this was just the start—two bitches down, two to go, endless ways to play. But for now, tangled limbs and satisfied sighs were enough, the Bedroom silence broken only by their contented murmurs.

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Later, the room was warm and heavy, the air clinging to their skin. The sheets were ruined, twisted into knots. Mei lay half‑collapsed at the foot of the bed, hair wild, chest still rising in shaky breaths. Sumi rested against Eli’s side, her cheek on his shoulder, eyes glazed with devotion and exhaustion.

For a long moment, none of them spoke.

Then Mei pushed herself up on trembling elbows. “Mom… you should probably get back soon,” she whispered. “Before Cucky starts wondering where you are.”

Sumi’s face tightened with visible disgust.

“Please, Master,” she said immediately, turning to Eli with a ****, trembling plea. “Let me end this properly. Let me deal with him.”

Eli raised a brow, amused. “And what exactly does ‘deal with him’ mean?”

Sumi’s voice dropped into a dark, eager whisper. “I’ll grab him something to drink—or just inject him, whatever works fastest. I have everything in my office. And then I’ll tie him to the radiator. He won’t move. Won’t speak. Won’t bother us.”

Eli chuckled low in his chest, the sound dangerous in its calm. Mei shivered at it.

““For him and Kenji,” Eli murmured thoughtfully, “I don’t even know what I’ll turn them into yet… they’re not women, after all.”

Sumi’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “I can handle that too. I can have both of them operated on—give them the biggest tits, lips, hips you’ve ever seen. Turn them into toys. Completely useless except for serving your house.”

Mei stared at her—horrified, fascinated, jealous.

Eli tilted Sumi’s chin up with one finger. “Oh, Sumi… you have wonderful ideas.”

She shivered. “I want to help build everything for you.”

“One step at a time,” he murmured. “Tonight, all we need is peace. And your bed is bigger than this one.”

Sumi stood, still unsteady, but glowing with purpose. “I’ll go now. I’ll slip the pills in immediately and throw the cuck out of the bed.”

Eli smirked. “Good girl.”

Mei watched, caught between awe and burning envy, as Sumi pulled her nightgown over trembling thighs and walked toward the door.

Her steps were soft, determined.

She didn’t look back.

And when she reached the dark hallway, she whispered to herself, almost smiling:

“Tonight, everything changes.”

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Author’s Note

This chapter turned out a bit longer than planned — but I had so much fun writing the intensity and the sex scene that I just let it flow. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

From here on, I’m expecting roughly ten more chapters to bring the story to its full conclusion. Soon, I’ll drop new voting rounds for upcoming main storylines that will also push the worldbuilding further. Stay tuned — things are about to get even darker and more interesting.