**Chapter 3: The Maid's Ass and the Cop's Arrest**
I stretched lazily on the massive bed, my body still buzzing from the insane fuck session with Mom last night. Elena was passed out beside me, white hair messy, massive tits rising and falling with every soft breath, cum still leaking from her well-fucked pussy onto the silk sheets. I smirked, gave one heavy breast a final possessive squeeze, and whispered, "Sleep well, my first corrupted milf."
The System pinged softly in my head:
**[Elena Voss – Corruption Level: 28% → Power +35 Strength, +25 Stamina, Cock Sensitivity Enhanced]**
*Nice.* I closed my eyes and let sleep take me again. Tomorrow I'd start hunting for real.
The next morning, sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Voss Mansion. I woke up rock-hard, cock tenting my silk pajama pants like a steel rod. I didn't bother hiding it. This was my world now — a hentai world, and every milf in it was fair game.
I strolled downstairs toward the kitchen, bare-chested, white hair tousled, red eyes sharp. The smell of fresh breakfast hit me first — eggs, bacon, fruit. Then I saw *her*.
Anna.
She was 36, the head maid who had practically raised me in this new life. Long, wavy chestnut hair tied in a neat ponytail, mature face with soft laugh lines and full, cock-sucking lips. But her body… fuck. She was wearing the standard black-and-white maid uniform, but it looked obscene on her. The top was stretched tight over her enormous K-cup breasts, buttons straining, deep cleavage spilling out. Her waist was tiny, flaring into wide, breeding hips and the juiciest, fattest ass I had ever seen. The short skirt barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks, and every time she moved, those thick thighs rubbed together.
My mind went completely blank the second I saw that fat ass swaying while she chopped fruit at the counter.
"Anna," I called, voice low and seductive.
She turned, smiling warmly. "Good morning, Young Master Alex. Madam Elena already left for the office. I'm making your favorite breakfast."
She went back to cutting strawberries, that massive ass pushing out toward me. I couldn't resist. I walked up behind her slowly, then grabbed two big handfuls of that soft, juicy ass, squeezing hard.
"Hngh—!" She gasped, knife freezing in her hand.
"What are you doing, Young Master?" she asked, voice shaky, looking back at me over her shoulder.
I pressed my rock-hard 12-inch cock against her ass crack through our clothes. "I turned 19 yesterday, Anna. I've wanted to fuck you for six whole years. Every time you bent over to clean, every time this fat ass swayed in front of me… I jerked off thinking about ruining you. Tonight you're coming to my room. I'm going to fuck you senseless, make you cry, make you beg for my cock like a whore. You're going to be mine."
Her cheeks flushed bright red. She opened her mouth to protest, but I squeezed her ass harder, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh.
Before she could speak, I grabbed a whole apple from the counter, took a big bite, and grinned. "See you tonight, Anna. Don't wear panties."
I turned and ran out of the kitchen, laughing darkly as I heard her soft, confused whimper behind me.
Outside, I snatched the keys to my black Lamborghini from the foyer table and slid into the driver's seat. The engine roared to life like a beast. I sped out of the mansion gates, wind whipping my white hair.
*Time to hunt more milfs.*
I pulled out my phone and dialed Mom's personal secretary.
"Lisa? It's Alex. Send me the full profiles of every female employee in the company — age, body stats, marital status, everything. I want them in five minutes."
"Yes, Master," Lisa's smooth, professional voice answered. She had no idea what I was planning… yet.
The car accelerated hard through the city streets. My cock was still throbbing from grabbing Anna's ass. I was scanning every woman on the sidewalk — tight office dresses, yoga pants, short skirts. This hentai world was paradise.
Then red and blue lights flashed behind me.
"Fuck."
A police siren blared. I glanced in the rearview mirror. A sleek black patrol car was right on my tail. I pulled over to the side of the road, heart racing with excitement instead of fear.
The officer stepped out.
Holy shit.
She was another milf — mid-30s, tall, athletic yet insanely curvy. Long, straight black hair tied in a strict ponytail under her police cap. Sharp, mature face with piercing hazel eyes, full red lips, and a no-nonsense expression. But her uniform was stretched to the limit. Massive G-cup breasts strained the white shirt, buttons fighting for their lives, deep cleavage visible where the top was slightly unbuttoned from the heat. Her waist was tight, hips wide, and her ass… that ass was criminal — round, fat, and perfectly hugged by the tight black police pants. Long, powerful legs in shiny boots.
She walked up to my window, hand on her belt.
"You were speeding way over the limit," she said sternly. "License and registration. You're looking at up to three months in jail if I decide to take you in."
I rolled the window down fully, letting my red eyes roam over her body without shame. She noticed. Her cheeks twitched, but she kept the professional glare.
"Step out of the vehicle," she ordered.
I stepped out slowly, towering over her in my expensive clothes, white hair shining in the sunlight. She grabbed my collar roughly and shoved me toward her patrol car.
"Into the interrogation room. Now."
She marched me into the back of her car and drove us to the nearby police station in silence. The whole ride I stared at her huge tits bouncing slightly with every turn. My cock was rock-hard again.
Inside the station, she dragged me into a small, dimly lit interrogation room and slammed the door. There was a metal table and two chairs. She pointed at one.
"Sit."
I stayed standing.
She crossed her arms under her massive breasts, pushing them up even more. "So why the hell were you speeding like a maniac? You rich kids think the rules don't apply to you?"
I slowly stood up, eyes locked on hers. A dark, hungry grin spread across my face.
I stepped forward fast, grabbed her by the collar, and slapped her face hard — not enough to bruise, but enough to sting and shock her.
*SLAP!*
"Shut up, you bitch," I growled, voice low and filthy. "I'm about to fuck you right here, right now, and we'll see how long you keep that attitude—"
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