"Well," Esther said, a small smile playing on her lips, "it wasn't fake at all. I really enjoyed the sex.
Everything I did and felt was real. I just made my moans a little louder so they could hear how much fun I was having being fucked by you. I wanted to show them how amazing it is and prove I'm getting pure bliss."
She paused, looking me directly in the eyes. "Every touch, every moan, every word… it was all true. I just… amplified it a bit for their benefit."
I chuckled, pulling her closer. "You're amazing," I whispered, kissing her forehead. "You really thought of everything."
Esther leaned into my touch, her expression turning serious. "Everything you said… about me belonging to you… about being your pet… I meant it all. You are my master, my god. I am your servant."
She looked up at me, a question in her eyes. "What should I call you from now on? Master? Daddy? Or something else? Whatever you want, I'll call you that."
I smiled gently, cupping her face in my hands. "You don't need to call me anything special outside of… well, you know," I said, gesturing vaguely to the bed.
"When we're having sex, you can call me whatever you want. But any other time, you can just call me Samuel. Or anything else you feel like calling me. I don't need special titles to know you're mine.
"Plus, you are my mother," I said, holding Esther close as we lay on the bed. I had one hand on her waist and the other gently stroking her head.
"The person who not just gave birth to me but also looked after me with nothing but love and care.
I'm not going to call the person I love most in the world by some cheap demeaning names like 'pet' or 'servant.'
You're my mom, my world, and you'll always be my everything, the person I'll come back home to." I kissed her forehead softly.
Esther, who was lying on top of me, her expression one of pure bliss, hugged me tightly. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with love.
"Oh, Samuel," she whispered, her voice full of emotion. She leaned down and kissed my lips gently. "I'm so grateful to have you. You're not just my son, but my lover too.
You've always looked after me, kept me safe. Even when you were little, at an age when I should have been the one protecting you, you were always watching over me.
Making sure I was okay and that no harm came my way. You make me feel like you were born just to protect me, keep me safe, and love me.
You understand me in ways no one else ever has. You make me feel things I never thought possible. You're everything I've ever wanted, everything I'll ever need.
You're my home, my safe place, the only person I truly trust. I love you more than words can say—more than all the words in all the languages on earth combined. Not even death could tear us apart.
You are truly my god, the one who protected me from the perverted gazes of those awful men around us. You kept them away.
Without you, after Arjun was gone, I would have surely become their sex slave, locked in some dark room, used and abused until there was nothing left of me.
I've never said this before, but I'm so grateful that because of you, my dignity is still intact. You saved me from a fate worse than death.
You gave me back my life, my self-worth. You gave me you. And now, you've given me even more. You've given me this… this love, this mark on my heart and womb, the proof of the incredible love and connection we share.
You've made me feel things I never dreamed I could feel. You've made me whole, and I cannot thank you enough for it."
She snuggled closer, her breathing becoming slow and even as she drifted off to sleep in my arms.
A soft smile spread across my face as I listened to her words. I gently stroked her hair, my fingers tracing the soft curve of her cheek. I held her closer, a wave of protectiveness and love washing over me.
My gaze drifted down to the dark pink crests on her body—one just above her pussy opening having the shape of a cervix, the other nestled over her heart on her left breast having the shape of a heart.
They pulsed with a soft, warm light, radiating the intense love and connection we shared. It was a visible manifestation of our bond, a symbol of my unwavering devotion and possessiveness.
As I held her, I focused my feelings, pouring all the love and warmth I felt for her into the marks.
They glowed brighter for a moment, sending a wave of calming energy through her. I felt her body relax even further against mine, her breathing becoming deeper and more peaceful.
She snuggled tighter, her head nestled comfortably against my chest. The gentle rise and fall of her breathing, the soft warmth of her body, filled me with a sense of contentment.
I closed my eyes, continuing to stroke her hair, and we both drifted off into a deep, restful sleep, enveloped in the quiet intimacy of our shared embrace.
The next morning, Esther and I woke up feeling refreshed and happy. We smiled at each other, the memory of the previous night bringing a warm glow to our faces.
We felt closer than ever, having taken our relationship to a new level of intimacy and understanding.
Down the hall, however, the atmosphere was quite different. Karen, Linda, Susan, Sarah, and Diane were not nearly as refreshed.
They moved slowly, their eyes shadowed with fatigue. It was clear they hadn't slept well.
The events of the previous night had taken their toll. They had pushed themselves to their physical limits, experiencing multiple orgasms—more, perhaps, than they ever had before in one night, and that too from their own hands and not a dick.
There was no visible shame in their eyes, no sign of regret for having watched us. But the exhaustion was undeniable. Their movements were sluggish, their conversations muted.
They avoided making eye contact with each other, a silent acknowledgment of their shared secret.
They moved around the villa with a quiet, almost subdued energy, a stark contrast to the joyful atmosphere Esther and I shared.
It was clear that while they had gotten what they desired in the moment, the physical exertion had left them drained.
As Esther and I walked into the living room, the change in atmosphere was immediately apparent.
The women were scattered around the room, some on the couches, others by the kitchen counter, all moving with a distinct lack of energy.
"Morning, everyone," I said cheerfully, giving Esther's hand a gentle squeeze. "Did you all sleep well?"
A series of mumbled replies met my question.
"Not… really," Linda said, rubbing her eyes.
"Not quite," Susan echoed, stifling a yawn.
Karen simply shook her head, avoiding my gaze. Sarah offered a weak smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Diane just gave a small, almost imperceptible nod.
It was clear that whatever they had been doing last night had left them completely drained, though they were trying their best to act normal.
"So," I continued, oblivious to their exhaustion—or pretending to be—"are you all ready for today's exploration? I was thinking we could check out that old temple a few miles from here. I heard it has some amazing views."
A collective groan rippled through the room. They exchanged weary glances, a silent conversation passing between them.
Linda spoke first, her voice laced with exhaustion. "Actually," she began, hesitating slightly, "we were thinking… we might just stay here and rest today."
Susan nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we're all a bit… tired," she said, avoiding my eyes.
Sarah chimed in, her voice small, "We wouldn't want to slow you and Esther down. You two should go ahead and explore. We'll catch up tomorrow."
Karen and Diane simply nodded in agreement, their faces pale and their movements sluggish.
It was clear they were reluctant to say it. They clearly wanted to spend time with me, but their exhaustion was overwhelming.
They simply didn't have the energy to roam around, to maintain their usual enthusiastic facade, or even to compete for my attention as they had been doing.
The previous night's activities had completely drained them, leaving them in no condition for any further exertion.
"Are you sure?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "I don't mind staying here if you're not feeling up to it." I wanted to make sure they weren't just being polite.
Linda gave a small, tired smile. "No, no, it's okay," she insisted, though her voice lacked its usual energy. "We really do need the rest."
Susan nodded, adding, "We wouldn't want to ruin your and Esther's plans."
The others murmured their agreement, their reluctance still evident, but their exhaustion overriding any desire to join us.
I nodded, understanding dawning on me. "Alright then," I said. "I'll make sure to bring back some souvenirs." I paused, then added, "I'll also prepare lunch for you all before we head out. I usually make breakfast and lunch anyway, so it's no trouble."
A small flicker of gratitude appeared in their eyes at the mention of lunch. It was a small comfort, but it seemed to ease their minds a little.
Esther and I then went to our room to get ready. We gathered our things, making sure we had everything we needed for the day's exploration.
As we got ready, we could hear the quiet murmur of the other women's voices from the living room, a stark contrast to the lively chatter that usually filled the villa.
We finished getting ready and quietly left the villa, leaving the others to rest and recover from their exhausting night.
Once Esther and I were gone, the quiet in the villa became even more pronounced. The women remained scattered around the living room, a heavy silence hanging in the air. Finally, Karen broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper.
"We really messed up," she said, looking down at her hands.
Linda sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I know," she replied. "We got completely carried away."
Susan nodded in agreement. "I couldn't stop myself," she admitted, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Seeing them… it was just… so intense."
Sarah bit her lip. "Me neither," she whispered. "I didn't realize how… exhausting it would be."
Diane finally spoke, her voice low and regretful. "We overdid it. We were so focused on… that… that we completely forgot we had plans for today."
"Now we're too tired to do anything," Linda said, frustration evident in her voice. "We wanted to spend time with him, but now we've ruined it."
"We should have controlled ourselves," Karen said quietly. "We shouldn't have… watched them like that."
"But we did," Susan said, her voice laced with a hint of defiance. "And it was… amazing."
A moment of silence followed, the women lost in their own thoughts. They knew they had crossed a line, had indulged in something they probably shouldn't have. But they also couldn't deny the intense pleasure they had experienced.
"We'll just have to make it up to the time we lost today," Linda said finally, breaking the silence. "We'll be ready to go tomorrow. We'll make sure he has a great time."
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