All MILFs are Mine Chapter 354: The Three Golden Rules

"So... are you two willing to partake in this game, or should I continue with my current activities? Because if you refuse, I’ll just keep doing exactly this," Leon taunted, a smirk of absolute dominance plastered across his face.

"W-We have no intention of playing your perverse games... w-we are leaving this place right now—" Rika’s defiant words were abruptly severed by Leon’s voice cutting through like a sharpened blade.

"Velmis..."

<Aphrodisiac Pheromones>

Once again, a potent, overwhelming wave of pure, concentrated lust emanated from his very being, saturating the confined space of the bedroom.

*Thud-Thud!*

"Anhhhh~!"

"Oh my god... Anhhh~!"

Both Rika and Myra crumpled to the floor, their legs rendered incapable of supporting them as they buckled under the sheer, unexpected intensity of their sudden arousal.

Across the room, Lauren was completely ensnared, lost within the intoxicating thrall. Her skirt was already hiked high above her waist, and she was vigorously stimulating herself, her face flushed crimson from the overwhelming heat of her own desire.

"If you choose not to play my game, I will simply take you here, right on the floor. However, should you succeed in my game... you will actually be granted the freedom to return to your respective homes without being violated. I shall revoke the magic, allowing you to face your husbands and children without a shadow of guilt," Leon declared, his tone a low, predatory growl as he gazed down at the struggling Rika and Myra.

"W-What is this... foolish game?!" Myra blurted out, a mix of fiery frustration and desperate need escaping her lips. One hand clutched her heavy, aching breasts, while the other pressed firmly between her damp, throbbing thighs.

"Excellent, excellent... that’s a good girl who understands the importance of obedience and embracing the game. It appears only the two of you will be participating, as this other one seems far too preoccupied with her own pleasure," Leon commented mockingly, gesturing nonchalantly towards Lauren’s twitching, self-pleasuring form near the bed.

"J-Just tell us the... The Game," Rika spat out, her knuckles white with rage and uncontrollable lust as she fixed her gaze on Leon.

"Awww... did my words wound your delicate sensibilities? Very well, very well, I shall not waste any more of your precious time. Let us proceed directly to the objective. The game itself is remarkably straightforward: your sole task is to exit this house. Should you manage to reach the outside, you are victorious. No, allow me to simplify it even further for you: if you can simply make contact with the exit door, you win," Leon explained, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"T-That’s all?" Myra questioned, her mind, clouded by lust, latching onto this unexpected sliver of hope.

"Come now, my dear... do you truly believe it could be that simple? There is absolutely no enjoyment in a game where the rules are not properly adhered to. This particular game consists of merely three conditions." Leon paused, allowing the tension to thicken the air.

"The first condition—you must reach the exit door by moving entirely on all fours. Should you lift yourselves from the ground, even by a single inch, you will be deemed defeated and will be subjected to immediate sexual congress by me, right here on the spot."

"The second condition... observe the copious amounts of pre-cum glistening and escaping from your desperate nether regions? If even a single drop of that wet essence makes contact with the floorboards, the consequence remains unchanged... you will be sexually assaulted on the spot."

"The third and final condition... my personal favorite. You must accomplish all of this while securely holding these in your mouths." Leon’s smile turned malevolent as he produced two thick wooden spoons from his pocket. "...and should they slip from your lips, the inevitable outcome, of course, is immediate sexual congress with me."

"Y-Y-You... have you completely lost your faculties?!" Rika choked out, her body trembling uncontrollably. "What kind of twisted, depraved mind conceives such a thing?! We are significantly older than you, we are married women, and-"

"Velmis."

<Aphrodisiac Pheromones>

*Squirt-Squirt!*

The raw magical force compelled their bodily fluids to erupt instantly.

Both women involuntarily ejaculated, their bodies spasming violently against the floorboards as they fought with all their might to suppress their moans and keep their lips clamped shut.

"Mnff~!"

"Mnnnhh~!"

"Well...? Are you prepared to play, or will you continue to leak like a pair of pathetic, heat-addled bithes? Because I assure you, I can easily take you in your current state. I am being exceptionally generous by offering you an escape, yet you seem unwilling to seize the opportunity."

"F-Fine... w-we’ll do it," Myra whimpered, her resolve completely shattered, her face burning with a deep, pervasive crimson from the overwhelming shame.

"I-I will also participate..." Rika uttered, her voice strained, finally surrendering her pride as she immediately lowered her heavy frame onto all fours.

*Thud*

"Good girls... Here are your spoons. Place them deep inside your mouths and start crawling toward the door—without letting a single drop of your pre-cum hit the floor." Leon grinned, forcefully stuffing a wooden spoon into each of their trembling mouths. "Now... let’s start. Both of you, come and stand right in front of this bedroom doorway."

With heavy hesitation and intense humiliation swimming in their eyes, both women dragged their bodies onto all fours, positioning themselves at the threshold of the room.

"Perfect... Now, you will start the exact second I clap my hands, okay ?" Leon said, raising his hands high above them.

*CLAP!*

"GO." The moment the sound echoed, Myra and Rika began to crawl forward with agonizing slowness. Their entire focus was locked on clenching their pelvic muscles, desperately squeezing their thick thighs together to trap the heavy, pooling wetness inside their drenched underwear.

"Oh, right... how can I referee properly without looking?" Leon mused aloud.

He stepped up right behind them and ruthlessly flipped both of their skirts up over their backs, completely revealing two massive, juicy, unbelievably plump pairs of bare asses.

They were perfectly round and heavy, shaking and jiggling with every trembling crawl the women took. The sight of those exposed, mature cheeks caused Leon’s pants to tent instantly, his hard cock straining violently against the fabric.

’Fucking hell, this is going to be so much fun. I am going to fuck them so incredibly hard, they will never even want to sleep in the same beds with their husbands.’ he thought, a purely perverted smile spreading across his face.

"Mnhhhhhh..."

"Mnnffffff..."

Both women tried to scream at the violation, but they couldn’t open their jaws even a fraction without dropping the spoons and forfeiting their holes on the spot.

"You must be wondering why I lifted your skirts... It’s so I can make sure you aren’t cheating. The pre-cum will be perfectly visible to me the exact second it drops. Now, please continue."

Rika and Myra could only accept the absolute humiliation silently, their heavy hips swaying as they dragged themselves forward.

"Heh... Velmis. Remis." Leon whispered.

He activated both skills at the exact same time, slamming his large, warm hands tightly onto their bare, trembling ass-cheeks.

*SLAP-SLAP*

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*SQUIRTTTTT!*

[Note: Next Chapter at 50 power stones/10 golden tickets.]