Chapter 38 — The Next Morning.

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 — The Next Morning.

Arthur woke up the next morning feeling fully energetic and refreshed, ready to conquer a brand-new day.

More importantly, it was the dawn of an exciting new Chapter—his very first day of university life—and he couldn’t wait to see what adventures awaited him on campus.

Arthur immediately started his morning with a rigorous workout.

He refused to let his perfectly sculpted abs fade, knowing he also needed that extra physical stamina to maintain his peak health and keep up with his demanding lifestyle.

After his workout, Arthur stepped into a hot shower, washed away the sweat, and finished his morning routine.

He dressed in a crisp black shirt, paired with comfortable casual pants, and layered a stylish jacket over top to complete his fresh, sharp look for his first day.

Stepping out of his bedroom fully prepared for the day, Arthur crossed paths with his mother, who had come up to make sure he was ready and to let him know that breakfast was waiting.

Per his strict command, she stood before him wearing nothing at all except for a microscopic thong panty, the skimpy fabric doing little to hide her exposed curves.

The sight of her total submissive obedience brought a deeply satisfied smirk to his face.

"You look so handsome, sweetie. Are you all ready for your big day?" she asked with a warm, maternal smile, smoothly blending her domestic role with absolute devotion.

"Thanks, Mom. I’m all set, just heading down now," Arthur replied, adjusting his jacket as his eyes roamed approvingly over her body.

Leaning in slightly with a mix of reverence and eager anticipation, she whispered, "You like what you see, Master?"

"I love it. You know how to please me, Mom." Arthur replied softly.

"Good. Come eat before it gets cold; you’re going to need all the energy you can get for your first day of university," she added naturally, turning to lead the way downstairs.

Before she could take another step toward the stairs, Arthur reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her sharply back against his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her into a tight, possessive embrace, and crashed his lips onto hers.

In the middle of the hallway, they began to passionately make out, their movements urgent and hungry.

"Mmm... Arthur... wait, your sisters might see us..." she breathed out against his lips, a sudden flicker of caution crossing her face.

"Let them look. You belong to me, remember?"

Arthur murmured back, deepening the kiss as his hands roamed shamelessly over her exposed curves.

"Ah... yes, I’m yours... completely yours, Master..." she whimpered softly, completely abandoning her worries as a feverish intensity took over, feeling as reckless as a teenager unable to keep her hands to herself.

"Good. Now stop talking and kiss me again," Arthur commanded, pulling her even closer for another round of deep, breathless kisses.

Before they could pull away for air, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed down the corridor, followed instantly by familiar voices.

"Mom? Arthur? What’s taking so long up here?" Alexia called out as she rounded the corner, with Rebecca right on her heels.

The two sisters had come upstairs to check on them, tired of waiting downstairs to have breakfast together after their mother had originally gone up to check on Arthur.

Instead of freezing in shock, Alexia and Rebecca merely exchanged exasperated looks as they took in the scene.

Having grown entirely accustomed to the household’s unique dynamic, this wasn’t even the first time they’d interrupted a private moment.

Arthur and Amelia completely ignored the audience for a few more heated minutes, continuing their heavy, breathless make-out session.

Arthur’s hands aggressively squeezed and kneaded his mother’s naked, soft buttocks, lifting her slightly against him.

While Amelia’s fingers dug fiercely into his back and hair, groaning softly into his mouth as their tongues danced in a sloppy, unrestrained rhythm.

Amelia finally pulled back a fraction of an inch, her cheeks flushing a bright, embarrassed pink under the knowing gazes of her daughters.

Though she didn’t dare step out of Arthur’s possessive grip.

"You two... you could at least wait until we’re in the kitchen," Amelia murmured, her voice breathless and laced with maternal self-consciousness as she tried to fix her hair.

Arthur, on the other hand, just flashed a confident, devilish smile at his sisters, looking entirely unbothered.

"What?" Arthur teased smoothly, keeping one hand firmly planted on his mother’s bare hip.

"Are you just jealous? Do you two want a good morning kiss as well?"

Rebecca rolled her eyes playfully, though a clear flush spread across her cheeks.

"Always so full of yourself, aren’t you?"

"Well, are you going to leave us hanging, or what, big brother?"

Alexia chimed in with a soft, teasing grin, a thrill of eager anticipation rippling through her.

Without a word of further protest, both sisters stepped forward.

Arthur happily obliged, pulling Alexia in first for a deep, lingering kiss that left her knees weak.

Before turning to Rebecca and capturing her lips next, savoring the eager, compliant warmth of both his sisters right in front of their blushing mother.

After a series of hot, wet, and deeply intimate kisses shared between the four of them in the hallway, the lingering tension finally began to settle.

Hand in hand and side by side, Arthur, Amelia, Alexia, and Rebecca made their way down the stairs and into the dining room.

Alexia and Rebecca walked ahead of them, dressed in outfits that matched the sultry, uninhibited atmosphere of the household.

Influenced by him...

Alexia was already dressed for the day in her high school uniform, though she wore it in a decidedly rebellious fashion.

A tight white button-down shirt that strained against her chest with the top buttons provocatively undone, paired with a short, pleated black skirt that sat dangerously low on her hips and hugged her curves.

Rebecca was dressed just as alluringly for the outdoors, wearing a low-cut, form-fitting halter top that showcased her cleavage, matched with high-waisted black leather shorts that accentuated her long legs.

Stepping into the dining room, they settled around the table to enjoy their morning meal.

Awaiting them was a carefully prepared, nutritious spread designed to fuel Arthur’s strict fitness routine without feeling overly heavy.

In the center sat a large platter of thinly sliced, perfectly grilled lean chicken breast, alongside a bowl of fluffy scrambled egg whites lightly seasoned with herbs.

Accompanying the protein was a vibrant, crisp assortment of fresh greens, sliced avocados, and cherry tomatoes drizzled with light olive oil and lemon.

A warm plate of whole-grain toast and a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice completed the wholesome spread, balancing clean nutrition with appetizing flavor.

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