Theo's gaze fell to the obvious bulge in his pants, and the three maids couldn't help but stare as well. It was a testament to their newfound strength and unity, a symbol of the power that lay within them all. They looked at it with a mix of awe and curiosity, wondering what kind of magic it contained.
Ely knelt before him, her eyes never leaving his as she reached out and deftly unbuckled his belt. She pulled down his pants with a gentle tug, revealing his hardened member. It stood proudly before her, a symbol of his virility and the source of the power that had saved their city.
Salina and Aira watched with bated breath as Ely took him in her hand, her slender fingers wrapping around his length. Theo's breath hitched, his body responding to her touch. He looked into her eyes, the heat of the moment making him feel alive.
"Master," Salina said, her voice a soft whisper. She reached out, her hand tentatively brushing against his chest. "May we...?"
