The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world

“Master, did you miss me?”

Maya’s face looked innocent but her attire was anything but innocent as she stalked Yohan. Her slow and elegant walk toward the bed was only halted once she stood in front of Yohan.

Her eyes shined with interest as she seized Yohan from head to toe. He was glad to see that he had not lost his charm and hold on Maya.

“Maya, you have grown up a lot. I missed you a lot during the time I was not here. Come here.”

Yohan held his arms open, waiting for Maya to sink into them. He could tell that Maya wanted to be connected to Yohan but he had to be careful not to give too much too soon.

Maya snuggled into Yohan’s arms, her curvy body molding itself against Yohan’s built torse. Her soft hand caressed Yohan’s chest as she took in her time to feel him around.

Yohan looked toward the door where Layla still stood. She had not taken a single step without being called for and was waiting for Yohan’s instructions. It was so in character for this mother-daughter pair to behave like this.

“Ma~st~er~ Pay attention to me now. I missed you so much.”

Yohan was about to call Layla closer but Maya decided she did not like Yohan’s attention being on someone other than herself. Her thin arms came around to circle Yohan’s neck and she pulled him into a deep kiss.

He had to give Maya credit since she did try to take control of the kiss. But Yohan was not in the mood to provide Maya with this flexibility. He did not open his mouth when she tried to probe in.

When Maya pulled back, she had a pout on her lips and her face looked disappointed as well.

“Boo, don’t be a killjoy master Yohan. You should let me play with you as a punishment for disappearing like this for eight years.”

Yohan looked Maya in the eyes, trying to gather what she was thinking about. It did not seem as if she was going to back down.

And that was something Yohan could not allow. He could deal with a disobedient servant but a rebellious one who was about to cross the line would not be tolerated. Yohan needed to get Maya back in line.

He also needed to give Layal a prize for being so good to her. Layla had shown remarkable focus in front of Yohan and she was still showing it.

Layla might be biting her lips in envy and her eyes showed the desire to touch Yohan but she was holding herself back until she got permission to do so.

“Layla, come here. Don’t you miss me as well?”

Yohan extended his hand toward Layla, expecting her to grab it in a hurry. But Layla did not show such an extreme reaction. She was calm as she walked toward Yohan.

Her every step looked like it was calculated and made just to enhance her figure. The little bounce in her steps made her breasts perk up and awe, causing Yohan’s eyes to move up toward her.

Layla was a woman who had a nice body and she also knew how to use it.

“Show-off. Master, I can assure you that I have a much nicer body than my old mother here. Why don’t you have some fun with me and forget all about her?”

Maya tried to distract Yohan as she pressed her huge barely-covered breasts to Yohan’s naked chest. When she had unbuttoned his shirt and gotten it halfway off was anyone’s guess.

Yohan caught Maya’s wrist as she inched it toward his nipples. She was taking too many liberties with him now.

Meanwhile, Layla reached Yohan as well but she did not come out to touch him outright. Instead, she kneeled in front of him and took his foot in her hand.

Yohan was intrigued to see what she would do and Layal not only surprised Yohan by kissing it but also bowed her head in front of Yohan. It sent a shiver of pleasure down Yohan’s spine that was comparable to being inside Layla’s wetness.

“Master, I will carry out any order you ask of me. I can see that my daughter is causing you some trouble because of her uncultured ways. Would you allow me the pleasure of educating her?”

Maya looked taken aback by her mother’s words but Yohan was interested to know what Layla would do.

It did not seem like Layla was vengeful, but she had looked jealous of Maya at one point in the past few minutes. Yohan was interested to see what would happen to Maya once he handed her over to Layla.

“Mom, what are you-”

“Alright, you can have Maya. Just don’t damage her permanently and you are free to do whatever you want with her. Put up a show for me and I will give you what you want from me.”

Layla looked satisfied once she got permission from Yohan. Maya yelped as she was dragged away from Yohan’s lap and into Layla’s.

Her dress rode up due to the commotion, only leaving her pantie-clad ass up in the air. There was a wet patch on her dress which was evidence of her desire.

“M-Mom, you were joking, right? You won’t do anything to me, right?”

Maya sounded like she was in a panic. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at her mother. She was pleased with her not making the situation worse for Maya.

It was a nice thing that she did not look at Yohan right now because then Layla would have ended up punishing her. Maya was not the only one who could show jealousy in their household.

But unlike Maya, Layla was better at hiding her real feelings. The only reason she was putting up with Maya was because of her master. She did care about Maya but she cared about how her master made her feel even more.

“Layla, what are you waiting for? Maya will not learn anything if you don’t make an effort to teach her. Or, do you want to be punished as well?”

Layla’s body shivered once she heard her master’s words. A punishment would get her master’s hand on her body so that did not sound like such a bad idea to Layla.

She might have taken Yohan up on his offer if she already did not have some work to do.

“Mom, let me go now. Master Yohan is watching and it is embarrassing-ehhh.”

Layla did not wait around for long. She lowered Maya’s panties and her hand made contact with Maya’s white ass cheek. The resulting slap was loud and impactful. Maya’s butt had turned a lovely shade of red.

What was even more amazing was the fact that Layal’s lap felt a lot wetter than before. It was a mix of her arousal as well as Maya’s.

The next two slaps were quick but not any less impactful. And every time Layla slapped Maya, her daughter’s body slip just a little further in her lap.

“P-Please, let me g-go…….*smack*........I will t-think about…….*smack*........m-my actions.”

Layla was not being that hard on Maya but the younger was still losing her mind. The sensation of pain and pleasure were mixing inside Maya’s mind as the air was filled with a more and more intoxicating smell.

It instantly drew Layla’s attention as well as her next smack missed its mark and landed on Maya’s pussy instead. Her spread legs made access to Maya’s pussy easy for Layla.

Maya hissed but she looked far too dazed to care what was happening. And Layla could not pay attention to her spanking session any longer.

“What is wrong? Keep on going and get Maya all nice and red for me. Spread her apart while you are at it as well so that I can fuck her outright.”

Layla felt a slap of jealousy as she heard Yohan say that but the view in front of her made Layla forget all about it.

She knew how big Yohan was but he seemed even bigger in his new body. That huge cock he was slowly stroking looked big enough to keep Layla stuffed for a long time.

That was if it even fit inside her body in the first place. Layla was not sure she would be able to take it in her body without breaking.

“Layla, I gave you a task. Hurry up and stretch your daughter out. You should stretch yourself out while you are at it as well.”

Layla gulped her saliva in nervousness, suddenly realizing that she was going to be fucked within an inch of her life tonight. It was a scary thought for sure but Layla also could not help but look ahead to it.

Her fingers came up to her pussy and she circled her hole as she started stretching Maya out.

It was a little difficult and awkward for Layla at first but it was all worth it to see her master beating his huge cock to get it ready. Maya was dripping wet around Layla’s fingers as she moved them around.

And once Maya was ready, Layla picked her up and started walking toward her master. It was time for the real show and Layla could not wait for her turn to come.