Chapter 238 THE HAREM BUTLER pt 2

Chapter 238 THE HAREM BUTLER pt 2
Ethan woke up the next morning with his heart already racing. He had barely slept, replaying the previous night in his mind on an endless loop. The way Sophia had taken him into her mouth while the others watched. The casual way they had used him and then walked off to discuss business as if nothing unusual had happened. His cock twitched at the memory even now.

He quickly showered in the small but luxurious staff quarters attached to the main mansion, then dressed in his crisp black butler uniform. White shirt, black vest, perfectly pressed trousers. By 6:00 AM he was in the kitchen preparing breakfast exactly as they liked it. Fresh fruit platter for Victoria, avocado toast with poached eggs for Sophia, green smoothie for Lena, and black coffee with a precise dash of oat milk for Isabella.

Victoria was the first to enter the dining area at 6:30 sharp. She looked impeccable in a fitted navy power suit, her dark hair in its usual tight ponytail.

"Good morning, Ethan," she said, her voice carrying that natural authority. "Sleep well?"

"Not really, Miss Kane," he admitted quietly, setting her plate down in front of her.

She raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Thinking about last night? Good. That means you understand your new role here. You performed adequately. Today we will test your limits a little further."

Ethan's cheeks burned as he nodded. "Yes, ma'am. Whatever you need."

The other women arrived shortly after. Sophia wore a tight red blouse that accentuated her full breasts, Lena had on a sharp charcoal skirt suit that showed off her long athletic legs, and Isabella looked elegant and untouchable in a cream silk blouse and pencil skirt.

Breakfast proceeded mostly as normal, with the women discussing their upcoming meetings and deals. But every few minutes one of them would touch him. Sophia brushed her hand along his thigh when he refilled her coffee. Lena trailed her fingers over his ass while he cleared a plate. Isabella simply stared at him with those cool dark eyes, making him feel completely exposed.

When breakfast ended, Victoria stood up.

"Ethan, my office in ten minutes. I need you to help with some... tension before my first call."

"Yes, Miss Kane."

Exactly ten minutes later he knocked on the door of her home office. It was a large room with a massive oak desk, bookshelves lining the walls, and a large leather couch against one side.

"Come in and lock the door," she ordered without looking up from her laptop.

Ethan did as told, his pulse quickening.

Victoria finally looked at him. "On your knees."

He dropped to his knees in the middle of the room without hesitation. Victoria stood up and walked over slowly, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She stopped right in front of him, then lifted her skirt to reveal she wore no panties underneath. Her pussy was perfectly groomed, already glistening.

"You caused this last night," she said calmly. "Now fix it. Use your mouth."

Ethan leaned forward, pressing his tongue against her warm folds. She tasted sweet and slightly musky. He licked slowly at first, exploring, then grew bolder as she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer.

"Focus on my clit," she instructed, her voice steady even as her breathing changed. "Circles. Then suck. Do not stop until I tell you."

He obeyed, swirling his tongue around her swollen clit before sucking it gently into his mouth. Victoria let out a low groan and rolled her hips against his face. Her grip in his hair tightened.

"Good boy. Just like that. You are learning quickly."

Ethan licked and sucked with increasing enthusiasm, his own cock straining painfully against his trousers. Victoria's thighs began to tremble slightly after a few minutes. She ground herself harder against his tongue.

"Faster now," she commanded. "Make me cum before my 8 AM call."

He redoubled his efforts, tongue moving rapidly over her clit. Victoria's moans grew louder and less controlled. Finally her body tensed and she came hard, flooding his mouth with her juices while holding his head firmly in place.

When she released him, she looked down with satisfaction. "Not bad for round two. Clean me up."

He licked her gently until she was satisfied, then sat back on his heels, face shiny with her arousal.

Victoria straightened her skirt and sat back down at her desk as if nothing had happened. "You may go. Sophia needs help in the gym in twenty minutes. Do not be late."

Ethan arrived at the private home gym right on time. Sophia was already there in tight black workout leggings and a sports bra that barely contained her large breasts. She was doing squats when he entered.

"Perfect timing," she said with a warm but dominant smile. "I need a spotter. And a little extra motivation."

She positioned herself under the barbell, but instead of focusing on the weights, she kept glancing back at him.

"Actually, forget the weights," she decided after one set. "Come here, Ethan."

He approached. Sophia turned and pressed her body against his, kissing him deeply. Her tongue invaded his mouth possessively while her hand reached down to squeeze his already hard cock through his pants.

"You were so cute last night," she murmured against his lips. "Shy but so eager. I want to feel you inside me today."

She pulled him over to the large workout bench, pushed him down on his back, and straddled him. With quick efficiency she unzipped his pants and freed his thick cock. She stroked it a few times, admiring it.

"Such a nice dick for a shy boy," she praised. "Now stay still while I use it."

Sophia pulled her leggings down just enough to expose her wet pussy, then sank down onto him in one smooth motion. They both moaned as he filled her completely. She was incredibly tight and warm.

"Fuck, you feel good," she groaned, starting to ride him with strong, deliberate movements. Her heavy breasts bounced in her sports bra as she moved faster.

Ethan gripped the sides of the bench, trying not to thrust up too eagerly. Sophia leaned forward, her dark hair falling around them.

"You do not cum until I do," she warned. "Understand?"

"Yes, Miss Sophia," he gasped.

She rode him harder, her ass slapping against his thighs with every downward motion. The wet sounds of her pussy taking his cock filled the gym. Sophia reached down and rubbed her clit while continuing to bounce on him.

"Good boy. Such a good fucking toy," she moaned. Her movements became more frantic. "I'm close. Do not move."

She came with a loud cry, her walls squeezing tightly around his cock. Ethan had to bite his lip hard to stop himself from exploding inside her.

Sophia climbed off him, breathing heavily, and looked down at his throbbing, glistening cock.

"Not yet," she said with a teasing smile. "Lena wants you next. Go to her office. And do not touch yourself."

Lena's office was on the second floor. She was on a video call when he arrived, but she waved him in and pointed to the floor beside her desk.

Ethan knelt quietly while she continued her meeting, discussing quarterly projections in a crisp professional voice. After five minutes she muted her microphone.

"Crawl under the desk," she ordered.

He obeyed, positioning himself between her spread legs. Lena was wearing a skirt with no panties. She grabbed his hair and pulled his face into her pussy while unmuting the call.

"Yes, the numbers look solid," she said calmly into her headset as Ethan began licking her.

Her taste was different from Victoria's, sharper and more intense. He licked her thoroughly, focusing on her clit the way Victoria had taught him earlier. Lena's thighs tightened around his head slightly, but her voice never wavered during the call.

After another ten minutes of multitasking, she finally ended the call. The moment the laptop closed, she yanked his head back.

"You have been such a patient little slut this morning," she praised. "Now fuck me on the desk."

Lena stood up, bent over her desk, and pulled her skirt up. Ethan got to his feet, positioned his aching cock at her entrance, and pushed inside her with one thrust.

"Fuck yes," Lena groaned. "Harder. I like it rough."

He gripped her hips and fucked her with deep, powerful strokes. The desk shook with every impact. Lena pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts.

"Pull my hair," she demanded.

Ethan wrapped her red hair around his fist and pulled as he pounded into her. Lena moaned loudly, her usual cool demeanor cracking.

"Harder, Ethan. Make me feel it."

He gave her everything he had, slamming into her tight pussy again and again. Lena came violently, her body shaking as she cried out. Ethan was right on the edge, but he held back, remembering Sophia's rule.

Lena straightened up after catching her breath and turned to face him. She stroked his cock a few times, spreading her own wetness along the shaft.

"Isabella is waiting for you in the library," she said. "You still have not cum, correct?"

"No, ma'am," he answered, voice strained.

"Good boy. Go."

Isabella was waiting in the sunlit library, sitting elegantly in a leather armchair with her legs crossed. She looked every bit the ice queen in her cream blouse.

"Lock the door and strip," she said coolly.

Ethan removed his clothes quickly, standing naked and painfully hard in front of her. Isabella studied him for a long moment.

"You have been very busy this morning," she noted. "All of us have used you already. Yet here you are, still so hard and desperate. Impressive self control."

She uncrossed her legs and lifted her skirt, revealing her bare pussy. "Come here. Slow and deep. I want to feel every inch."

Ethan moved between her thighs. He pushed into her gradually, savoring the tight heat. Isabella sighed with pleasure, her head tilting back.

"Perfect," she murmured. "Now fuck me like you mean it, but do not rush."

He thrust into her with long, controlled strokes. Isabella wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper. For the first time that day, one of the women kissed him during sex. Her kiss was slow and sensual, matching the rhythm of their bodies.

"You are ours now, Ethan," she whispered against his mouth. "Our personal stress relief. Our toy. Say it."

"I am yours," he groaned, driving deeper. "All of yours."

Isabella came quietly but intensely, her nails digging into his shoulders. She held him inside her for a long moment afterward.

When she finally released him, she looked at his still throbbing cock with a small smile.

"You have done well today. Tonight after dinner, all four of us will use you together again. But this time we will not let you cum so easily. Go clean up and prepare lunch."

Ethan dressed with shaking hands, his body aching with unfulfilled need. As he left the library, he realized how completely they had taken control.

And how much he was starting to crave it.