Rick's POV

It was an average night for Rick Moreno. It was 8:30 PM and he was on his living room couch eating junk and playing video games. Had his mom seen him, Rick was sure she’d literally pop a vein in anger. But she wasn’t. Just like every single other night, she was still in school, dealing with faculty stuff or whatever it was she did. Being the son of the principal can be a real pain, especially when she’s such a stick in the ass bitch like his mother. But nights like these were worth it.

Calling your own mother a bitch might seem harsh, but it was just the truth. Sure, If Rick strained his mind to its furthest edge, he was sure he could find one pleasant memory. But most of them are just her controlling each and every single aspect of his life so that he could be her “perfect little boy” And ever since he was unlucky enough to get into her school, she’s been even more of a tyrant over his life then normal. Forcing him to study late into the night for classes he didn’t even wanna take and that she forced him to sign up for, taking away HIS property whenever he didn’t get a good enough grade. Rick almost snapped the controller in half as the memories came to him.

As he blasted away digital zombies, Rick was kind of bummed his best friend hadn’t picked up. After the incident with that needle dick Zack Hargrove, Jaden had just disappeared. He had tried texting several times, but never gotten a response. Whatever, he was probably just tired and headed home to get some early zzz.

As Rick downed another liter of soda, his phone suddenly began to ring. That’s strange. Not many people making calls this time of night. He got excited, thinking maybe it was Jaden finally responding to his text. paused the game, picking up the phone.

“Rick? Hello?” The person on the other end was Elena Moreno, his mother. Rick’s excitement immediately deflated like a popped balloon. “Sweetheart, I need you to come to the school right now.”

Rick's expression turned confused. “The school? What do you need me at school for?”

“It’s too complicated to explain over the phone. Just come over to the library right now and come to the mother’s comic book club's room.”

Rick threw his head back in annoyance. “I don’t know mom, it’s pretty late. I gotta get up early for school tomorrow.”

“Don’t give me that. I know full well you were planning on staying up past your bedtime with me out of the house. Now quit arguing with me and come to school and I might consider just letting it be.”

By the tone of her voice, Rick could tell she meant business. Rolling his eyes, Rick gritted his teeth as he answered her. “Yes mom.” he stood up, getting ready to leave the house. “fucking bitch…” he muttered to himself in a low tone.

“What was that mist-” her approaching shrieking tone of voice was cut off as Rick hung up the call and headed out into the dark.

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Reaching the library, he headed for the door of the club that had sent him away flat on his ass just hours before. He knocked on the club door. “Okay mom, I’m here! What did you want me to see so badly?”

As the door opened, Rick expected many things. He expected his mom to be glaring down at him with her usual disapproving look. He expected some long boring talk about responsibility and manners. What he didn’t expect, however, was for his mom to be standing next to the school bully, hair down wearing only a shiny black thong and tight black corset that exaggerated her already ridiculous bust size. He also did not expect to see what appeared to be… mothers of his classmates? Dressed up in skimpy hero uniforms performing sexual acts for Zack’s cronies.

A woman he recognized as Isabella Cortez, a shy latina who lived on Jaden’s street, was clad in a skimpy catsuit, her ass high in the air as she feverishly lickied cum off the floor like a woman starved. The zipper to her suit dipped dangerously low, exposing curves Rick didn’t even know she had.

In the corner, he saw Mrs. Jayawardene, on her knees and gripping Marcus’ butt cheeks as she sucked him off furiously. She was a woman who Rick had only seen passively dropping off her son, and who he hadn’t thrown a second glance to since she was always dressed up super neatly and didn’t seem to have much going on. But now? Wooo boy. Just like Isabella, she was dressed up. But where she at least got a bodysuit, all Mrs. Jayawardene had was a gold and teal micro bikini that was more for show than anything as it covered nothing and a cape covered in gemstones.

Lastly, bent over a table taking Devon up the ass, was Gemma Sinclair, such an uptight bitch she rivaled even his own mother. Seeing her in a tight silver bodysuit with lighting bolt pasties, eyes rolled to the back of her head as she moaned like an animal as her anus was stretched out, it was almost a little impossible to think this was the same woman who taken an hour of her own time to do a whole speech on the immorality of sex before marriage and of how the student must never allow their hearts to be tained with lust.

Before he could even utter a “what the fuck is going on here?” Rick was suddenly tackled to the ground by Elena, her full body weight pressing down on top of him and his face buried in her massive tits, muffling any sounds of resistance.

“Target secured, Captain Zack,” Elena said over her shoulder, voice seemingly dripping with adoration.

“Good job, Madame Supremo.” Zack said as he stepped through the doorway, standing right next to her and petting her head like an obedient pet. Elena happily nuzzled against his palm.

“Mfmfmfmmf?!” Zack’s attention flickered from his favorite bitch down to the son under her, face still covered by the large breasts, his eyes the only part still visible, and they looked confused.

“Right, right. Let's get this over with.” he knelt down, face now closer to Rick’s. “It’s your lucky Moreno. I’ve decided that I might actually let you join the mother’s comic book club. But, you gotta do a little something for me first.” He snapped his fingers in the air. “Supreme tits, explain the situation.”

The moment Zack’s fingers snapped together, all emotion within Elena’s face drained. She looked down at Rick with a serious expression, speaking in a booming voice. “Tonight, during the meeting of the mother’s comic book club, your friend, Jaden Hayes, was caught by Madame Supremo attempting to spy on the goingsons of the club. Captain Zack offered him a position as a club member if he provided the math teacher, Harper Reed. He accepted the offer, but I surmised it was only an act to buy more time so that he could attempt to put a stop to the club’s activities.”

“So I decided to make this more exciting.” Zack suddenly cut in with. “Good job bitch. Just as practiced.” He complimented Elena with, punctuating his words with a slap to her ass. The slap seemed to wake her up, as her face went from stone to full of ecstasy as she rolled her eyes in pleasure.

Zack turned back to Rick. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a key fob looking device. “This is the same device I gave to your friend to get me Mrs. Reed. It works the same as his. One use only. I’ll give you the same mission as him. Use it to get me another member for the club, and I’ll let you join.” He put the fob down next to Rick’s head. “And to really light a fire under your ass to get a move on, your fobs are connected. If he uses his first, he wins and yours becomes useless. And vice versa. And if that still isn’t enough motivation,” his face gained a smirk as he turned to Elena. “Madame Supremo, why don’t you show our dear recruit some of the perks of the club?”

Elena smiled longingly back. “Anything for you captain.”

Shimming off her thong, Elena raised her butt in the air as she reached down with one of her hands to undo Rick’s pants and grab a hold of his cock. Once she held it firmly in her hand, she began to stroke it up and down in a slow, practiced movement. As she did that, she began to slowly lower herself downwards.

A million and one thoughts ran through Rick’s head. Was this really happening? Was he seriously about to feel the inside of his own mother? He had always imagined, no, dreamed of a moment like this. Especially when she was throwing out his comic books. Just bending her over a table and fucking her big, thick ass until she begged him for forgiveness. But then there were also all the things Zack was talking about. Mother’s comic book club, fobs, superheroes. But most importantly, Jaden. Was that the reason Jaden had been blowing him off? He was off investigating some strange mind control club? And now he was pretending to work for them, only to bring them down. It ironically sounded like the plot to some cheesy comic book. But if it all was true, what was Rick really supposed to do? From the way Zack was framing it, he was trying to turn the two against each other. One gets to join, the other doesn’t. And knowing Zack, life surely wouldn’t be pretty for the one who doesn’t get the privilege of joining. Should he do the same as Jaden? Just pretend to go along with them, then sneak off and join up with his friend? Together, they could surely take down the club. Maybe Rick can even get that sweet multi use fob for himself. But then, what if Jaden wasn’t hesitating? What if while Rick waited, Jaden went out and got Mrs. Reed for Zack? Was he just supposed to trust in his friend’s integrity? Even if it was putting his own safety at stake? It was a classic prisoner’s dilemma.

As Rick was trying to think the whole situation through, his train of thought was unrailed hard as his mother lowered herself onto his tip. As she continued her agonisingly slow descent down his rock hard member, Rick felt an explosion behind his eyelids. Holy fuck. This was so much more amazing than just jerking off. He had tried one of those fleshlight once, thinking it felt the same as the inside of a real woman, but it simply could not compare to this.

“MMFMFMFMFMHFM!” Was all Rick could moan against Elena’s rack as she finished impaling herself upon him. Even though she had only just sat down, he felt like he was already about to explode inside of her. But just as he was about to reach his crescendo, she suddenly pulled up and got off of him, leaving him screaming internally for more.

“So, what do ya say?” Zack asked with that same shit eating grin as before as Elena stood by his side, clutching his arm like some desperate lead in a romance book. “That’s just a taste of what’s to come.”

Rick panted heavily, body and shirt drenched in sweat. He slowly turned his head, looking at the fob beside him. He picked it up, feeling its light weight in his hand as he turned to look at Zack. “Who… who do you want me to get?”

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As Rick stood outside the Hayes household, adrenaline from fucking his own mom beginning to come down as he knocked on the front door, he began wondering if this really was the right choice. His own best friend’s mom? He could see why Zack wanted her. Nadia had the body of a woman half her age. The kind of body that you just stare at in shock at how anyone could possibly even think of leaving that. Rick had even memorized whenever she had her at home yoga sessions and made sure to ask to come over to Jaden’s house whenever they were happening. So yeah, he understood why Zack wanted her. But still, Jaden was his best friend. If Zack sent him over here, there’s a good chance he hadn’t used his fob yet. Was he really going to brainwash his mom into being a sex slave?

Just then, the door opened to reveal Nadia Hayes, standing in nothing but a silk robe. “Rick?” She spoke in a soft, but confused tone. “What are you doing here so late at night? Are you looking for Jaden? If so, I’m sorry to say, but he’s asleep right now?” her eyes drifted downwards to his hand clutching the fob tightly. Her expression instantly changed. “How did you get tha-”

Rick’s body moved as if on instinct, his mind completely void of any former hesitation after seeing Nadia in such a state of undress. Fuck Jaden. If he could have this, plus all the other milfs of the club, losing one friendship would be worth it.

As soon as the light hit her forehead, Nadia went limp, her hands falling uselessly at her sides as any emotion instantly drained out of her face. A result of this was the robe she was holding together with one of her hands now falling open, revealing that golden-brown skin and those magnificent breasts of hers Rick had only settled on cleavage creepshots of before. It was almost a little amazing. Rick knew it was probably gonna work fast, but he hadn’t expected her to just drop like a sack of potatoes in a second flat.

“Mrs. Hayes. Can you hear me?” Rick asked cautiously.

“Yes… I can hear you…” Nadia responded, her voice completely blank and devoid of any of the warmness that usually colored her words.

Rick was freaking out just a smidge as he tried to remember the script Zack had fed him before he came over. “Okay listen. I am your master now. You obey and believe all of my words. Understood?”

“Yes… you are my master.. I obey and believe everything you say…”

Rick felt himself get a little hard at being called ‘master’, but quickly focused back on the task at hand. “Okay, listen very closely. You are not Nadia Hayes. That is simply a cover identity. Your true self is Madame Hypnotica. Seductive hypnosis villainess and property of the mother’s comic book club. Understood?”

Nadia stood silent for a few seconds, and for a heartbeat, Rick thought the hypnosis had broken. Until she finally responded. “Yes… I understand. I am not Nadia Hayes. She is simply a cover personality for my true identity. Madame Hypnotica. I am the property of the mother’s comic book club.”

Rick let out a brief sigh of relief before continuing. “Great. During the day, you will go about your normal life, fooling the people around you into thinking you’re just an ordinary civilian. But, at night or when commanded to by a club member, you will be allowed to drop the performance and act as your true self. Do you understand me?”

Nadia nodded slowly. “Yes, I understand.”

As Nadia finished speaking, Rick’s eyes drifted down to her open robe, catching the hairy pussy that added a mature charm and the perfect breasts he had secretly lusted over ever since Jaden first brought him over. Taking out his phone, he quickly snapped a few pics of her dazed out like this before putting it away and coughing awkwardly. “Great. Well then,” he adjusted the strap of his backpack. “How about we head inside and get you into costume and familiarized with your real self?”

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Rick sat in the living room, waiting excitedly. In his backpack, he had brought over the entire run of Mind Games, Madame Hypnotica’s first appearance, alongside a pair of spiral pasties, some stripper heels and purple silk cape Zack had provided him with. Madame Hypnotica’s outfit ripped straight from the comic. He couldn’t wait to see Nadia in it. He had seen several cosplays off it before from some onlyfans whores trying desperately to get horny men to subscribe to their page, but none of them ever interested him. They either looked too cheap and were clearly thrown together in a day, or the ones that looked good enough just lacked that power. That commanding presence and mature, hypnotic beauty of the woman from the comics.

As he sat imagining it, he suddenly heard the sound of heels clicking against wood coming towards him. As he turned his head, the sight before him made his eyes almost pop out of their socket. Dr. Nadia Hayes, forty three year old mother and therapist, was now basically nude as she stood in front of him in nothing but a purple cape and pasties over her dark nipples. Her long dark hair flowed down her side, almost like a second cape. Her golden-brown skin seemed to glow even in the moonlight coming in from the window. Her face was done up in heavy, dark makeup Rick had never seen her in before. Nadia was never a makeup woman, always more of a natural beauty. But looking at her right now, Rick couldn’t deny the makeup added an appeal the natural look could never capture.

Despite her bare appearance, there was no hint of shame in Nadia’s, no, not Nadia’s. That wasn’t her anymore. There was no hint of shame present on Madame Hypnotica’s face. Instead, she stood in front of Rick, striking a seductive pose, her dark purple lipstick covered lips formed in a confident grin.

“Do I match up to your expectations, Master Rick?” She asked in a low, sultry voice.

“Y-Yeah… y-you look perfect, Madame…” Rick managed as a response.

Madame Hypnotica didn’t respond, instead simply walking past him still with a smile. “Well then, shall we report back to the club?”

But just as she passed, Rick reached out, gripping her bubble but hard, almost enough to leave indents from his fingernails. Madame Hypnotica looked a little surprised at first, before turning around to face him with a sensual grin.

“How about we have a… test go first? Just to be sure you truly remember all of your skills.” he said, slowly letting go.

Madame Hypnotica chuckled in a low tone, walking around the couch to stand in front of Rick. “Of course master. How foolish of me. Please, allow me to show you that years under that cover haven't made me soft.”

Getting down on her knees, she kept deep eye contact with Rick as she undid his pants, pulling out his fully erect cock. She leaned in, sensually licking it slowly up and down, lapping up the precum that had come out from the head before tilting back and wrapping her breasts around it. She simply left it like that for a few seconds, letting Rick enjoy the warm comfort of her cinnamon cleavage before beginning to pump them up and down. Whenever Rick’s head would poke up from the valley of her bust, she would give it a quick lick before it quickly disappeared again.

Rick sat on his best friend’s couch, in his best friend’s house, legs spread to the side and leaned back like he owned the place as his best friend’s milf mother used her calcium cannons to pleasure him. Though, he supposed “best friend” was no longer applicable. As Madame Hypnotica slammed her breasts down onto him once more, causing him to let out an involuntary moan, his mind was made up. Yeah, “best friends” was a ship long gone by now. Every one of her licks erased more and more of the guilt he felt from doing all of this.

“Master. Focus on me.” Madame Hypnotica’s hypnotic voice pulled his attention back downwards. “I want you to focus on my nipples. Just keep staring closely at them as they bounce up and down. Don’t stop.”

Rick felt compelled to do as told, watching as the pasties that covered her brown nipples continued. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. He found himself getting lost in them. They were almost…

“Good master. Keep looking.” Madame Hypnotica drawled. “Keep staring as they work to pleasure you. You can't take your eyes off of them.”

“Yeah… I… really can’t…”

“Yes… now, you will feel the pleasure they give increase tenfold.”

True to her words, Madame Hypnotica’s breasts all of a sudden felt way more good. Like, crazy good. Almost as good as his mom's pussy. Rick felt his body begin to heat up as his heart beat faster.

“They are giving you the greatest pleasure of your life. Nothing else can compare.”

Fuck… fuck they felt good! So fucking good! The greatest. Rick was beginning to wonder if he should just take Madame Hypnotica and run far away. No way he was gonna share this with the rest of the club.

“The pleasure, it’s too great! Too wonderful! It’s building up, but it has no place to go. No release.”

She sped up her movements now, the spiral pasties only a blur as Rick’s eyes tried to stay glued to them. His breathing was heavy, his dick so ready to burst it was almost painful. Yet, despite how much he waited, it just wouldn’t come.

“You want to cum, don’t you master?”

“Y-Yes… oh god yes…”

Hypnotica smiled. “Then, listen closely. One, two… three.”

With a simple countdown, Rick came undone like a volcano, spraying semen so hard it was like a projectile. Some of it went flying everywhere, Rick was sure he saw it hit the ceiling, but most of it landed square in Madame Hypnotica’s face, who kept her mouth open to catch what she could.

When he finally finished finishing, Rick fell back against the couch, dizzy and almost delirious out of his mind. Below him, Madame Hypnotica did her part of clean up, licking his semen off any surface she could find.

“I’m sorry master,” she cooed, voice thick with fake sympathy. “I know I should not use my hypnotic powers against club members. But I promise, I will only ever use them for your pleasure.”

She finished her sentence with a long lick up Rick’s still sensitive penis, fully cleaning it in one go. “Shall we head to the club now?”

Rick looked down at her still semen covered face. “Maybe just a little bit more.”

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One hour later, a knock came at the mother’s comic book club door. Sounds of pleasure could be heard in the background as Zack opened the door, Elena on his right, to Rick and a very naked Hypnotica.

“Fuck man, what took you so long? We had begun to think you had tried running out on us.”

“Oh well, you know. Just had to really make sure I got everything right, you know?” Rick responded sheepishly.

Zack looked at him with a knowing smile. ”Right. Making sure. Reading you loud and clear.” he turned to look at Hypnotica. “And I assume your time was well spent?”

“Oh, definitely. Madame Hypnotica.” Rick called, snapping his fingers. At the sound of the click, Hypnotica prostrated herself in front of Zack, her large tits squishing against the cold floor.

“Oh, Captain Zack, great leader of the mother’s comic book club. Madame Hypnotica is here to serve.” she spoke reverently. “Please, tell me what I have to do for you and the club and it will be done.”

Zack’s smile morphed into a predatory, toothy grin. “Fucking great.” He planted his foot on her head. “You’re a welcomed addition to the club, Madame Hypnotica. I have special plans for you. Now get up. I want to give you a proper welcome.”

“Yes Captain.” In one smooth movement, Hypnotica was on her feet already, walking over to Zack and gripping his side like arm candy. Zack chuckled audibly at the complete obedience on display.

“So, am I in?” Rick asked.

Zack turned back to him. ”Yep. Deals a deal. Welcome to the mother’s comic book club. As an official club member, you now have access to all of the super sluts. Though, if you wanna play with Kitty chaos, Monsoon mistress or Quickie, I’m afraid you’re gonna have to wait your turn a little bit. They’re currently,” he turned behind his shoulder, where Mrs. Sinclair was currently giving Marcus and Devon handjobs while sitting on Mrs. Cortez’s face, who in turn was getting eaten out by Mrs. Jayawardene. “Busy at the moment.”

Rick simply laughed at the debauched scene. “It’s fine, I don’t want any of them right now. I’d much rather take her for a spin.” he requested, pointing to Elena.

Zack looked a little surprised, but also intrigued. “Ah, so you’re that type of guy, huh? I can respect it. Hey, Madame Supreme ass! You heard the new member. Get on it!” Rick yelled, giving Elena’s ass a spank so hard it could be heard throughout the entire library. Elena only reacted with a giggle like a school girl and a lip bite.

“Of course Captain Zack.” She said in an almost moaning tone before turning to Rick with a smile. ”What would you like me to do, club member?”

Rick's response was to slap his mother across the face. Hard. Before she could even recover, he did it again. Then again. Then again. Then again. And again. And again. When he was done, Elena’s cheeks were a bright cherry red. Though she still kept that smile.

“How does it feel, huh bitch? Getting slapped like a whore by your own son?” Rick asked in a mocking tone, voice dripping with barely disguised fury.

“Since it’s bringing pleasure to a club member, I am over the moon about it.” Elena responded in an even, almost robotic tone, still grinning.

From the sidelines, Zack couldn’t help but let out a laugh. ”Well, you seem to have some stuff to get off your chest. Don’t let me get in the way.” He reached down and squeezed Hypnotica’s ass. “Shall we, hypno tits?”

“Mmmm, yes Captain.” Hypnotica moaned in response, walking inside the club room as the door closed behind them.

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Elsewhere in the school, Rick and his mother just arrived at her office, Rick riding her back like a horse.

“Sorry for putting my whole weight on you like this. I know it probably puts a lot of strain on the back.” he said in a mockingly concerned voice.”Especially for a hag like you.”

“I-It’s fine.” Elena responded, voice very shaky. “M-My wellbeing is second to the pleasure of a club member.”

Rick grinned as he got off, pointing to her desk. “Bend yourself over that now.”

As soon as the command registered, Elena immediately got off the floor. “Yes sir.” Reaching her desk, she swiped away any important document in her way down to the floor without a second thought, the only thing currently mattering in her mind being the follow the order she had been given. Bending herself over the wooden surface, she reached behind herself and spread her massive asscheeks ass far apart as she could manage. ”I am ready for you, sir.”

Despite all the things he had seen tonight, Rick was still amazed with truly how obedient the fob truly made the person it hit. Dropping his pants, he approached the milf spread in front of him.

Without any forewarning or preparations, Rick dove straight into Elena’s spread anus, the woman letting out a loud scream at the unexpected penetration. Yet aside from that, even as tears streamed down her face ruining her makeup, she still kept a big wide smile on her face.

Rick couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. At his former powerful and intimidating mother with tears running down her face desperate to please him.

“Hey bitch,” he called out as he spanked her ass hard. “Where do you keep your credit card?” he puncoated his sentence with another hard spank.

Elena whimpered as she felt Rick’s hands strike her bare behind, but still answered his question. “I-In my p-purse over there..” she pointed to the black leather on her desk.

Rick reached over, turning the thing upside down and unceremoniously dumping it’s contents out on the desk. “You’re gonna pay me back for all the property of mine you’ve thrown out over the years, you upstuck whore.” Rick smiled as he picked out the shiny plastic card.

Still balls deep in Elena’s ass, Rick logged on to her computer and went to several online stores. To reimburse himself for years of lost comics his bitch of a mother had forced him to throw out, Rick bought every single issue he had ever lost because of her. Plus a few very expensive ones he had always wanted to own. With every click of the “buy” button, he made sure to read out the price to let her know how much of her money he would be spending. He didn’t know if it was the case or not, but Rick had a feeling some part of his real mother was buried deep inside Madame Supremo somewhere. And if that was the case, he wanted her to know just how much she was spending on the stuff she considered so “degenerate”

Scrolling, Rick all of a sudden saw an item that caught his eye. A green Joker mask from the movie “the dark riders rise”, supposedly a real prop from the actual film. Looking over at the price, he saw it was going for one thousand dollars. Grinning like a move villain, he clicked add to cart. As he was about to check out, he spoke up to Elena.

“Hey mom. I’m gonna spend a thousand of your dollars buying this mask from this superhero movie I like. You’re fine with that, right?”

Elena looked at him over her shoulder, and for a brief second, Rick could swear he saw the real her. A slight twitch in her face. A horror in her teary eyes before quickly snapping back into her alternate persona.

“Of course not… darling. If it makes you happy, drain my entire bank account.”

Laughing at the power he now held over the woman who once ruled his life like a tyrant, Rick clicked “purchase” and went back to thoroughly enjoying her submissiveness as he rammed her behind without mercy.

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The next day, the sun coming through the window rose Rick from his sleep. He felt a warm sensation in his nether regions, only to look down and notice he had fallen asleep with his dick still snuggled comfortably within Elena.

Bringing his hand high in the air, he decided to wake her up with another spank to her bottom. Elena instantly shot up, looking completely dishevelled.

“W-What would you like me to do, sir?” she asked, her voice clearly tired and strained.

“As much as I would love to continue defiling your sweet ass, it’s outside of club times. Clean yourself up and make yourself presentable and then switch back into your principal persona.” He looked at her cheeks that had begun to bruise. “And make sure to cover those things up as well. Don’t want you walking around like a battered housewife.”

“Y-Yes… s-sir…”

As Rick threw his clothes and headed outside, he got a text from Zack.

“So, I’m guessing you enjoyed the perks of being a club member?”

“Best fucking night of my life. Zero regrets.” Rick replied.

“Well, I’m glad to hear that. Since today, since you completed your task before Jaden, we’re gonna have to deal with him. Are you fine with that?”

“Yep. If I'm gonna sacrifice one friendship for a lifetime of last night, it’s an easy trade lol.”

“Damn, ice cold lmao. But I’m glad to hear it. I’ll fill you in on the plan later. For now, just go on about your day like normal and show up to the club at normal operating hours.”

Rick replied with a simple thumbs up before checking the time and putting away his phone. 10:00 a.m. Perfect.

Pulling up to the Hayes resident, Rick impatiently knocked on the door. Nadia opened the door, her hair looking a mess presumably after last night.

“Rick? Can I help you?”

Rick didn’t respond, instead choosing to palm her ass. “Is Jaden still asleep?”

Nadia’s eyes rolled back, her legs trembling heavily. “Y-Yes master. He’s still in bed. He was very frazzled last night, so I don’t think he will be up yet.”

“Good. That gives you an hour to satisfy me however I want, got it?”

Nadia got a dumb smile on her face. “Yeeeeesssss masteeeeeerrrrrrrr~”

The door to the Hayes resident shut behind them as Rick walked inside, still squeezing Nada’s firm behind like a stress ball.