Chapter 587: Diana’s Naughty Interrogation
Lila slowly pulled her hand away from my mouth but kept the blade firmly in place. Cindy and the silver-haired maid aimed their guns steadily at my head, ready to fire if I made one wrong move.
I cleared my throat and called out in a slightly shaky but casual voice:
"Aunt Diana? Yeah, I’m here... What’s up? Is something wrong?"
Diana’s voice came through the door again, sounding a little suspicious. "I heard strange noises earlier. Are you okay? Why is the door locked?"
While waiting for Diana’s reply, I couldn’t resist slipping back into taunting mode. I whispered filthily to Lila, my eyes sparkling with mischief even as the sharp knife remained pressed against my throbbing cock.
"Careful with that blade, Lila... My dick is still messy with your ass juice, cum, and piss. Wouldn’t want you to accidentally slice it while it’s still hard for you~."
Lila’s eyes burned with hatred. She quickly whispered to the others without taking her eyes off me.
"Cindy, hide beneath the bed. Beth, you hide behind that curtain. Now."
Cindy and Beth moved silently and quickly. Cindy slipped under the large bed while Beth concealed herself behind the heavy window curtains, guns still in hand.
Lila immediately climbed onto the bed, pulling the sheets over her lower body while still keeping the fruit knife firmly pressed against my cock under the blanket. She glared at me with murderous intent.
"Go open the door," she whispered threateningly. "And don’t say anything funny. Understand?"
I nodded obediently, though my expression still carried that playful glint. I quickly grabbed my towel from the floor, wrapped it loosely around my waist — my massive, half-hard cock still making an obvious bulge — and called out casually:
"I’m coming, Aunt Diana!"
I walked to the door and opened it.
Diana stood there wearing nothing but seductive black lingerie that barely covered her full breasts and left her long legs exposed. Her eyes immediately darted inside the room and landed on the figure sitting up in my bed.
A knowing, mischievous smile spread across her face.
"Oh... you found yourself a new toy as soon as I wasn’t around?" she purred, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. Her hips swayed seductively.
Lila sat up straighter on the bed, pretending to look nervous and submissive. She clutched the sheets to her chest, acting like a scared maid who had been caught.
"M-Ms... please don’t blame Master... It was all my choice..." Lila said in a shaky, fake-submissive voice, perfectly playing the role.
Diana shook her head and smiled warmly at her. "Don’t worry, little one. When did I ever blame you girls for wanting my nephew’s cock?"
She then turned to me, her eyes scanning my body up and down with a hungry, amused look.
"After fucking that bitch Linda and her daughter so thoroughly... your cock still hasn’t calmed down?" Diana teased, stepping closer and running a finger down my chest.
"You didn’t even spare their assholes, did you? I heard everything from outside. The moaning, the screaming, the wet sounds... You really turned that mother-daughter pair into your personal cum dumps, didn’t you?"
I knew Diana had probably heard the commotion earlier — the guns, the threats, the shouting. But she wasn’t afraid. She knew I was practically untouchable in this game, and her confidence showed in her relaxed, seductive posture.
I grinned at Diana, still keeping up my playful, arrogant tone while standing a few steps away from the bed after opening the door for her.
"Yeah... you know me, Aunt Diana. Once I get started, I can’t stop, especially when they have such greedy holes. Lila here was begging me to fill her shithole just like Linda and Selena did. She took my thick cum and even let me piss deep inside her ruined asshole while I pretended to panic. Her guts are still full of my hot piss and semen right now."
Diana sat comfortably on the edge of the bed, her black lingerie riding up her thighs as she looked at Lila with curious amusement.
"What is your name, pretty girl?" she asked.
Lila, still sitting on the bed with the sheets covering her lower half, forced a shy and submissive expression.
She was extremely careful — afraid that if Diana caught even the slightest hint of the real situation, Mrs. Linda and Selena’s lives could be put in immediate danger. The fruit knife was now hidden under the pillow beside her, within quick reach.
"Madam... I am Lila," she replied softly, lowering her gaze like a well-trained maid.
Diana smiled and gently brushed Lila’s hair behind her ear. "Lila... adorable. So tell me, Lila... how did you serve your Master tonight?"
She glanced over at me, her eyes dropping to the very obvious, heavy bulge under my loosely wrapped towel. "Look at him... his cock is still so hard even after everything. He’s clearly not satisfied yet."
Lila’s face burned with humiliation and barely contained rage. She glanced at me for a split second, eyes full of murderous intent, before answering in a shy, trembling voice:
"I... I offered my asshole to Master, Madam. He fucked my shithole very roughly... stretched it wide open. Then he came so much inside me... and later he pissed deep into my guts while his cock was still buried inside. I took everything like an obedient maid should."
Diana let out a soft, impressed laugh and looked at me proudly.
"My naughty nephew... You really used her as your personal toilet, didn’t you?" She licked her lips. "After destroying Linda and her daughter’s holes, you still had energy to ruin this poor girl’s asshole and piss in it? How filthy."
I stood there with a wide, mischievous grin, my thick cock twitching visibly under the towel as I stared at both women.
"She loved it, Aunt Diana," I said teasingly. "Lila was moaning like a whore when I flooded her shithole with my piss. Her belly even swelled a little. You should see how wide her asshole is still gaping right now... It’s a complete mess."
Lila’s hands clenched tightly under the sheets, knuckles white. She was clearly dying to grab the knife and lunge at me, but she forced herself to stay in character, smiling shyly while shooting daggers at me with her eyes.
Diana chuckled and patted the bed beside her. "Come here, Dexter. Let’s see how hard you still are. Maybe Lila can clean that filthy cock with her mouth while I watch."
I took a slow step closer, my heavy bulge swinging as I moved, deliberately taunting Lila with my relaxed confidence. Under the sheets, her hand slowly moved toward the hidden knife, her body tense and ready.
