Goddess System: My Harem Makes Me Stronger

The wedding photo vanished, replaced by a lewd picture.

In the photo, she was kneeling on the ground, a man’s large hand stroking her head. She looked up with slightly rolled-back eyes, her gaze full of pink-hearted lust.

Her full, plump lips were stretched impossibly wide, taking in the man’s thick cock, forming a vacuum-sucking blowjob face that took him all the way to the base. Even a few of his damp, curly pubic hairs were sucked into her lips.

Her fair, wet hand beside her lewd face raised two fingers in a peace sign.

This was a photo of her giving Luis a blowjob, carefully selected from clips by the little flies.

She had many other lewd photos like that, being fucked in front of the wedding portrait, being taken from behind with an Ahegao face, being carried and fucked while walking in various poses. She could change her phone wallpaper every day without repeating.

After admiring the screen, she opened WhatsApp to see what her niece wanted.

Her body trembled slightly, and without looking up at the kneeling man, she said coldly, "Alright, you can leave now."

The male executive panicked, quickly looked up, and said, "Please don’t, President Mia, I haven’t finished my report yet. It’ll be quick! Let me finish first!"

Mia didn’t answer him. She just put down the document and stared at him expressionlessly.

The male executive met her gaze for three seconds. He noticed the coldness in his goddess’s eyes begin to turn to disgust. He quickly lowered his head, staring at the floor, breaking out in a cold sweat. He kept apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, President Mia. My fault, my fault..."

Mia watched him grovel without any expression. After a moment, she said coldly, "I’ll give you one chance."

She then lowered her crossed, plump black-stockinged leg and tapped her black high-heeled foot twice on the floor, making a "thud thud" sound.

A look of conflict appeared on the man’s face. He knew Mia’s meaning certainly wasn’t to let him touch her black-stockinged legs, it had to be the other thing.

After a moment of hesitation, his expression became resolute, and his face flushed red.

"Bang..."

"I’m sorry, President Mia..."

The male executive still bowed down and knocked his head against the floor, repeatedly muttering apologies.

Mia looked down at the groveling man before her. Derision and contempt filled her eyes. A slight smile tugged at her lips as she raised one black-stockinged, high-heeled leg and placed it on his head, gradually increasing the pressure.

"What did you do wrong?"

The man broke out in a cold sweat, enduring the pain on his head.

A hint of grievance and humiliation rose in his heart at kneeling before the mature beauty, knocking his head, and getting stepped on by her black-stockinged heel. But soon, a strange pleasure emerged, driving away the grievance and shame.

He didn’t understand what that feeling was, but his heart kept racing, and his body was filled with excitement and joy.

"I shouldn’t have talked back to President Mia..."

After hearing that, Mia continued to step on his head for a while, then moved her black-stockinged, high-heeled leg away.

The man felt the high heel leave and slowly raised his head. But soon, the black-stockinged leg pressed his head back down to the floor.

"Bang..."

"Did I give you permission to look up?"

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..."

The male executive kept panicking and apologizing, tears threatening to fall. Sweat soaked through his back.

Mia looked down at him, her derision and contempt growing even thicker.

She said coldly, "You’ve made me angry twice now. I’m in a hurry and don’t have time to deal with you. Go think about what to do yourself! Get up and get out."

She withdrew her black-stockinged leg and stopped looking at him.

The man scrambled to his feet, wiped the sweat from his forehead, covered the red mark from knocking his head, and scurried out of the office.

Once he reached the bathroom, he quickly ducked into a stall, pulled out his small, hard cock, and started stroking it while muttering under his breath, "President Mia... goddess... mmph... my goddess... and Secretary Margaret..."

He had gotten hard from the strange pleasure while kneeling before Mia, and when she stepped on his head, he was harder than ever, even harder than when he took pills.

He came in just over a minute, a thin, watery ejaculate.

In the post-orgasm clarity, he desperately thought about what he could do to avoid earning Mia’s disgust.

If she was dissatisfied and fired him, it would be devastating, not only would he lose a high-paying job, but he would also no longer see the two great beauties at the company every day.

Even though he couldn’t do anything, just looking at them was satisfying.

His friends at other companies were all envious that he got to work alongside such beautiful women, rather than bald old men or fat, greasy bosses.

......

As for why he was kneeling to report to Mia, that started three days ago.

That day, like the other male colleagues, he was full of anticipation, waiting for Mia to call them into her office one by one for their regular reports.

When he heard Mia call him in to report on his work, he trotted into the office excitedly amid the envious looks of others and closed the door.

As soon as he entered the office, he saw the noble, cool, and beautiful president he had dreamed of looking at him with a hint of a smile. Standing beside Mia was the newly transferred secretary, Margaret, who also smiled at him.

Looking at the two stunningly beautiful mature women in front of him, he was incredibly excited. Originally, just Mia alone had already tempted him beyond reason, and now there was Margaret too.

At the time, he stood in front of Mia’s desk, his face red, reporting to her. He would occasionally look up to sneak a peek at the two women’s stunning beauty and perfect figures, and even stumbled over his words from time to time.

Mia saw his flushed face and his nervous, excited expression and became interested.

When he was about halfway through his report, Mia stood up, walked over to the sofa nearby, and sat down, telling him to come in front of her to continue.

Without the desk to block his view, he was even more agitated looking at the beautiful, mature woman with the perfect figure in front of him. His eyes even turned bloodshot.

But when he saw the pointed high heels on her black-stockinged legs, any thought of forcing himself on her vanished. He was too afraid!

So he just stood there, continuing to report, sneaking glances at Mia.

Mia looked at him, rested her chin on her hand, and smiled as she interrupted his report

. "Stop. I don’t really like you standing while reporting to me. How about you kneel and say it?"

At that, the male executive was stunned. After making sure he hadn’t misheard, he turned to look at Margaret, who was sitting in the president’s seat, and saw that she also looked surprised and in disbelief.

Then he turned back to look at the beautiful mature woman with a smiling, stunning face, and stammered, "Ah... this... President Mia... I don’t quite understand what you mean..."

Hearing this, Mia instantly withdrew her smile, fixing him with a cold, noble stare. "If you don’t want to kneel, then get out! I’ll pick the next one! If you won’t kneel, someone else will!"

"Ah..." The male executive’s face was full of conflict, mixed with a hint of humiliation. Looking at the aloof, stunning mature woman sitting on the sofa, a sense of panic and fear rose in him.

His legs slowly went weak, and he knelt on the ground, his face bright red.

When Mia saw that he had actually knelt, her face immediately broke into a smile, and her tone softened.

"Not bad, you’re the first. Continue your report."

After kneeling, the male executive looked up at Mia, feeling as if the beautiful, mature goddess before him was radiating a dazzling light. Seeing her smile brought him a sense of joy, as if kneeling to look at her made her even more beautiful than standing.

Even the little cock hidden in his suit pants hardened!

"The first..." Hearing the beautiful mature president’s words, his heart was full of conflict, both uncomfortable and a little pleased.

He was pleased that he wasn’t the only one who would kneel to this beautiful mature woman, which lessened his sense of humiliation.

But he was also uncomfortable that he wasn’t the only one, meaning he wasn’t special!

Mia heard his muttering and smiled. "Does it feel like an honor to be the first? Hehe... being the first might just make me remember you... Now, continue your report."

The male executive tremblingly held up his documents and continued reporting. From his faltering words, you could hear his racing heart and the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

From that day on, whenever this male executive came in to report, he would voluntarily kneel in front of Mia.

......

Back to the present.

When Mia saw that useless guy slip out, she turned to look at her best friend Margaret, who was full of surprise.

Noticing Mia’s gaze, Margaret quickly grabbed her soft hand and looked at her.

"Mia, that was incredible! Weren’t you afraid he might snap and fight back? Tsk, Mia, you seem like a completely different person now. You’re so different from before."

She wasn’t surprised that the male executive had knelt to report to Mia, or rather, she had already been surprised over the past few days.

But Mia making him kowtow and stepping on his head just now had once again reshaped her impression of Mia!

Mia shook her head, then nodded, smiling at her best friend. "So, do you think the old me was better, or the current me?"

Margaret tilted her head, pretending to think, and after a few seconds, she grinned and replied, "The current you is better. Sister Mia is so cool!"

Mia nodded and continued, "Those useless guys wouldn’t dare to fight back. And I’m not as weak as an ordinary woman. Anyone who dares to mess with me... hmph... I’ll make sure they regret it."

After saying that, she picked up the silver spoon from the coffee cup beside her, held it with both hands, and bent it in the middle. The spoon snapped cleanly in two.

With the help of the system and Luis over this period, her physical strength had improved a lot, and she had also learned some self-defense techniques. Dealing with ordinary office workers was more than enough for her.

Margaret wasn’t too surprised by this either. She had seen the intense, passionate sex videos of her best friend and Luis. An ordinary woman couldn’t handle the ferocity Luis displayed in those videos!

Although Mia hadn’t said it explicitly, Margaret could guess it had something to do with Luis!

She would become just as strong as Mia in the future!

Hmph, hmph.

Still, she asked Mia with some curiosity, "Mia, what gave you the idea to make that guy kneel?"

Mia looked delighted.

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