After an easy fight, the five girls ended up chained by Eliza's gift, completely unable to resist.
Eliza stepped forward. She borrowed Clarice's phone and quickly scanned their faces with a magical app linked to the city's enforcement database.
A series of beeps confirmed her suspicions; they were all criminals wanted by the authorities. It was not an uncommon problem.
The girls groaned in unison, but Eliza wasn't in the mood for complaints. She reinforced the chains with an extra layer of mana, ensuring they couldn't escape, and shot Nolan a quick glance.
Then she took a look at Clarice, giving her phone back as she let out an envious sigh.
"I've got this handled. You two... behave while I'm gone." There was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but duty called.
With a wave of her hand, she reduced the chains' size and began walking to the nearest police station. The immobilized girls were forced to follow right behind.
Now alone in the alley, Clarice turned to Nolan with a perverted smile curling her full lips, her eyes gleaming with unbridled lust.
The adrenaline from the fight had only amplified her arousal, her massive breasts heaving with each excited breath, nipples already straining against her tight dress.
"Finally, some alone time," she purred, stepping closer until her curvaceous body pressed flush against his. "Forget the date, Nolan. I'm way too horny for that. Give me my reward now, fuck me senseless as you promised."
Nolan's grin matched her wickedness, his hands instinctively roaming to her thick hips. "Eager little slut, aren't you? Let's go, my place is close." He answered, his cock already twitching at the thought of fucking her.
Clarice quickly took the lead, her huge ass swaying even more provocatively now, teasing the man at each step.
They reached Nolan's house in minutes. The moment the door clicked shut behind them, the tension exploded.
Nolan spun Clarice around, slamming her back against the door with dominant force, his mouth crashing onto hers in a hungry, passionate kiss.
Their tongues tangled fiercely, her moans vibrating against his lips as her hands clawed at his shirt, yanking it up and over his head to expose his toned chest.
"Fuck, yes," Clarice gasped between kisses, her fingers fumbling with his belt buckle.
Meanwhile, Nolan hiked up her sundress, revealing her lace thong soaked with anticipation. She wore a beautiful pair of red lingerie that showcased her curves.
"Do you like what you see?" Clarice asked, taking a step back.
She shrugged off the straps of her lingerie, letting it fall at her feet, her enormous tits bouncing free, full, heavy, and begging for attention.
Nolan admired her naked curves for an instant, then dove back in, one hand cupping her breast and pinching her nipple hard while the other slid between her thighs, fingers teasing her dripping pussy through the thin fabric.
As their lips parted, Clarice's eyes, burning with desire, locked onto Nolan's. She dropped to her knees, her fingers eagerly tugging his underwear down, freeing his massive cock, thick and pulsing with need.
Her mouth watered, and she leaned forward, desperate to take him in, but Nolan smirked, grabbing his shaft and slapping it lightly against her cheek.
Before she could protest, he pulled her up into his arms with effortless strength, lifting her curvy frame as if she weighed nothing, her huge tits pressing against his chest as he carried her toward his bedroom.
Nolan kicked the door open and tossed Clarice onto the bed, her voluptuous body bouncing slightly on the mattress, her thighs parting instinctively as she gazed up at him with unrestrained hunger.
He climbed over her, capturing her lips in a searing, possessive kiss, his hands roaming her curves, squeezing her plump ass and teasing her soaked pussy.
With a wicked grin, she pushed him onto his back, straddling him in one swift move, her thick thighs clamping around his hips as she positioned herself in cowgirl.
She aligned his throbbing cock with her dripping entrance. "You're gonna love this," she purred, sinking down slowly, her tight heat enveloping him inch by inch, both of them groaning at the intense pleasure.
"Fuck…" the girl let out a soft moan.
However, as tempting as it would be to just ride the man as quick as she could, milking his delicious cum, she wanted to savor the moment.
"Hey, that power from earlier, what was it?" She asked, as she slowly moved her pussy up, torturing the man's cock.
Nolan groaned, his hips thrusting upward, desperate to drive into Clarice with raw, animalistic need; he wanted a relentless fuck.
"You really want to talk about it now?" he growled, his voice thick with lust.
"Yes," Clarice purred, her tone sweet yet wickedly teasing.
Her pussy clenched around his massive cock, her inner muscles gripping him with a skill only she possessed, torturing him with waves of excruciating pleasure.
She rested her hands on his chiseled chest, her enormous breasts bouncing with each ragged breath, her nipples grazing his skin as she leaned slightly forward.
"This is the only position where I have the upper hand," she said, the smile on her lips carrying a hint of sadism.
Nolan reacted instantly, his hands seizing her plump, juicy ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he prepared to flip her over and pound her senseless.
But Clarice had a countermeasure planned. She leaned forward, her massive tits pressing flush against his chest, her hard nipples scraping against him as her pussy tightened even further, becoming impossibly snug around his shaft, milking him.
"Of course, you can just rape me however you want, whenever you want; I can't resist this big, thick cock of yours," she whispered seductively, her breath hot against his ear, "but don't you want to see how well I can ride you? How I can make you beg for it?"
She straightened up, her hips jerking aggressively, giving him a tantalizing taste of what she could give him. Nolan's eyes darkened, his resolve wavering. He couldn't deny it; he wanted to see what she could do.
"Fine," he grunted reluctantly, nodding as he accepted her terms, though his hands stayed firm on her hips, ready to take over if she pushed him too far.
"Very well," Clarice smirked, her voice dripping with triumph. "I promise it'll be worth it. Let's start slow." She began moving her hips in a torturously languid motion, her pussy squeezing him rhythmically. "Now, why don't you answer my question? If you do, I might just give you that reward you're dying for."
Her hips picked up a fraction of speed, teasing him further as she tilted her head, waiting for his response.