RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

My mind swirled, rapidly churning out possibilities. It felt like a disaster was about to be unleashed, but from behind, a soft, vulnerable voice rang out.

"Daddy!"

Looking behind, my plan was to give a quick message and be on my way, but then I saw Valera.

While she still had her top on, her trousers had been pulled down, resting at her ankles.

She had her hands held together and stared at me with an expression of loneliness, her eyes falling to the ground the moment I stared at her.

I groaned heavily within, but outward, I immediately turned on my heels and walked back to Valera. Silently, I bent down, pulling up her pants to her waist.

She looked up at me as I stood, reluctance on her sad face, and I gave her a smile, then leaned down and pecked her lips.

"You look like I'm going to die."

"I want to be with you, Daddy."

"Don't worry, I won't be long. I just need to quickly check something."

"Is it Mom?" A bit of the sadness left Valera's face.

"Yes."

"Is she causing trouble?"

Normally, a more appropriate question from Valera would be if her mother was in danger, but we both knew that was unlikely to happen.

A danger to Martha was cause for apocalyptic thoughts.

"No."

Holding Valera's cheek, I pressed my lips tight on Valera's lips, then pulling back, placed a peck on her head.

"Alright, I have to go now."

Innocently she nodded, and the next moment I was out of the room.

Echo!!

When I got on the elevator, there were three young women inside, all of them blonde, dressed in heels and nicely cut dresses.

"Party?" I suddenly said when the machine began moving up.

The women all turned to me, whatever previous thoughts on their minds dispersing as they looked at me.

"Yes," they answered at once, smiles on their faces.

"Am I invited?"

"Sorry. Girls' night."

My interaction with the women did not last long. I stepped out before them and made a beeline for Denise's suite.

Knock! Knock!

Not delaying, the door was soon pulled open, and on the other side was Giggs.

"Mr Lawson," the man bowed, stepping aside for me.

"Been a while."

"It has, sir. I'm glad you're here."

Nothing further needed to be said; an understanding of the urgency of the current moment had been established, and I immediately walked past Giggs, heading inside.

Behind me, the man hastily closed the door and followed.

Most definitely, Giggs wanted to guide me, but I was already on my way. Cutting through the living room, I went past a set of beads hanging from above acting as a curtain, and stepped into another living room—this one a bit more formal.

I walked in to find the two women sitting on opposite blue couches, not far apart, their eyes locked on each other.

"They've been like this for a few minutes now, sir."

"Why didn't you inform me?"

"I couldn't. The air... until you knocked, it held me in place, unable to move."

Turning, I glanced at Giggs, his words a bit of a stretch.

Facing my gaze, Giggs's expression was stoic, and I silently turned back to the women.

"Leave us."

I didn't need to look behind to see Giggs nod, and with a small bow, he immediately exited the room, his gaze lingering on Denise.

When the man left, eerily but not to my surprise, Martha's head slowly turned, a smile replacing the blank expression that had been on it.

Her head stopped moving when her eyes were on me, and in a sweet tone, the woman spoke.

"Guess what I just found out, daddy."

"What?" I sighed.

Martha never just suddenly acted sweet without me dicking her.

"You and Denise have never had sex. Isn't that shocking?"

I entertained the woman's stare for a few seconds, then looked at Denise, who was still frozen.

"A technique," I slowly waved my hand through the air, wiggling my fingers. "Just a little something for the average humans."

The second Giggs had opened the door, I had felt it, a dense amount of Psion circulating through the room.

Such parked energy could only come from Martha.

I didn't move to immediately have Martha dispel her energy, but silently watched Denise.

Denise stood up behind me, and her heels clacked as she approached my frame.

"You can feel it?" There was a bit of incredulity in her tone.

"Yes."

Saturating the room with her energy and then letting her imbued will fall on its occupants, Martha had put Denise's mind in an endless battle.

The woman wasn't seeing or hearing false things, but rather was dealing with thoughts that came from the energy around her, the whispers looking to rewrite her understanding.

A normal human would have cracked, but Denise, while far from spiritual mastery, stood at its storefront and at the moment had her aura pulsing erratically, fighting against the mental invasion.

"You should be grateful I'm doing this for you.

No matter how intelligent, if she cannot defend herself, she will become a burden to you."

Martha's plan was simple: she wished to put Denise under sufficient duress, stimulate her aura, and force it to evolve.

"Dispel your energy."

"Why? Just a bit longer and she'll be a whole new being."

I didn't turn to face Martha, instead moving closer to Denise.

"Let it up."

Martha didn't argue this time. The air in the room immediately lightened, and the Psion floating in the air began steadily flowing into Martha.

"She's fighting against you with all she has. If she evolves in this state, it will lead to damage in her mind."

"Oh? How can you tell?"

"She's my woman. I know everything about her."

"Your woman, yet you haven't fucked her? What's with that?"

Behind me, Martha folded her arms, distraught. But just as I wanted to give her a reply, Denise suddenly came online.

Her hands, which had been resting to the side, flew into the corner of the couch, coming out just as quickly, but this time wielding a gun.

Bang!! Bang!!

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