NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 259. Elle’s Past

The initial phase was simple enough. However, the difficulty spiked as they transitioned into the subsequent training routines. With every new repetition, the challenge intensified, leaving Oliver drained and weary in a short amount of time.

Despite the fatigue, he pushed forward with grit. He was focused on enhancing his physical condition and strength, recognizing it as a vital requirement to sustain his debauched lifestyle and manage the effects of the unique drug in his system, which demanded constant, intense physical exertion.

Armed with this resolve, he clenched his jaw and followed Elle's instructions, forcing his body to exceed its previous boundaries.

Elle, however, monitored the situation carefully. She possessed a deep understanding of his limits, knowing exactly how much strain he could endure based on his current energy levels and stamina.

She maintained a vigilant watch over his vitals, ensuring the session remained productive rather than crossing the line into a grueling ordeal.

Eventually, Oliver reached his limit, his arms and legs feeling as heavy as lead weights.

Recognizing he had reached his breaking point, Elle called an end to the workout. She insisted he halt immediately and rest, though not before guiding him through a series of stretches to prevent his muscles from seizing up.

She then began to massage him, her touch soothing his aching body and helping him relax during his recovery.

"You did pretty well for your first time, Mr. Oliver," Elle complimented him with a grin, clearly impressed by his endurance. "Now, you just need to eat well and get enough rest, which will help your body recover faster."

"Ahhh... You're making my body feel good with those soft hands of yours..." Oliver let out a low groan. He felt a wave of comfort and pleasure as Elle’s hands kneaded his muscles, melting away the soreness.

After a moment, she withdrew her hands and proposed they share a shower. She explained that it would help wash away the perspiration and allow the hot water to further soothe his tired frame.

Eager for the relief, he didn't hesitate to head toward the bathroom, with Elle following close behind.

"Hmmm..." A satisfied sound escaped Oliver as he stepped into the shower, his skin tingling as the warm spray cascaded over him.

"Isn't it nice?" Elle asked with a smile, closing the distance between them. Her skin grazed his as she reached up to grab his shoulders, gently pinning him against the tiled wall.

Oliver met her gaze and nodded. "Yeah, this feels nice."

He then rested his hands on Elle's waist, savoring the sensation of her smooth skin under his palms.

She smiled at his touch and began to apply soap to his body. She washed him thoroughly, paying particular attention as she cleaned his manhood.

His cock grew hard instantly under her touch, and she took her time as she stroked and cleaned it.

Shortly after, they swapped positions so he could help her wash. They finished their business quickly and rinsed the soap away together.

Once the suds were gone, they transitioned into the bathtub.

Elle settled herself between his legs, leaning back against him. As they soaked in the steaming water, both let out sighs of pure contentment, feeling the heat loosen their muscles even further.

"This feels nice." Oliver exhaled a breath of relaxation and pulled her into a back hug, his hands moving up to cup and caress her breasts.

Elle turned her head slightly to look at him over her shoulder, a smile playing on her lips. "It sure does... but don't get too excited, as you need to rest. Otherwise, it would affect your body and training progress."

"Okay, I promise I'll behave." Oliver conceded. Even though he craved more than just a light touch, he recognized the logic in her warning.

His body was currently in a state of recovery; engaging in more strenuous activity so soon after his workout would be counterproductive to his health.

Consequently, he suppressed his desires and remained still.

They lounged in the water, simply enjoying the company of one another, occasionally trading playful remarks and compliments.

"By the way, do you mind telling me about yourself?" Oliver asked suddenly, the unexpected question catching Elle off guard.

Elle looked back at him, a curious eyebrow raised. "What do you want to know?"

"Well, anything..." Oliver replied with a smile. "It would be nice to learn more about my hot and sexy bodyguard. Since I have to rely on your skills a lot. So I should get to know more about you."

Elle paused to reflect, considering how much to reveal, before she eventually began to speak. "Hmm... Let's see. Where to start?"

She recounted her history and her early years, explaining how her mother had served as a personal maid for William. He had recruited her after being impressed by her professional expertise.

She went on to describe how a chain of events led to her being personally trained by him in various disciplines, including martial arts, combat, and even corporate management.

Initially, she assumed William was grooming her to be his own assistant. However, he eventually clarified that her true purpose was to serve as Oliver's protector and aide, along with several other specialized responsibilities.

Elle had accepted the role instantly. Given her mother's long history with William, she viewed him as a godfather figure. Thus, she made a personal vow to safeguard Oliver at any cost.

"Wow..." Oliver breathed out after listening to her story.

He hadn't imagined that she had endured such rigorous preparation at such a young age.

At the same time, he felt a sense of security knowing he could trust her implicitly. It was clear that her entire past had been a foundation for his own protection.

"I had no idea about any of that... but hearing that from you now makes me feel so grateful that I have you by my side," he admitted with genuine emotion.

Elle smiled warmly and shifted around to embrace him.

She pressed her body against his, rubbing his back with one hand while her other hand gently stroked his cheek. "You don't need to thank me, Mr. Oliver. I'm doing my job. I would gladly do anything for you. So long as it's within my powers."

Oliver looped his arms around Elle's waist, pulling his face closer to hers. They locked eyes, sharing a silent moment of connection.

Then, without a single word, their lips met in a deep kiss as they made out in the tub.

Elle responded with passion, their lips moving in sync while their tongues danced together.

The two of them surrendered to the intense sensations, their mouths working together to create wet, rhythmic sounds of desire.

After a long while of intimacy, they pulled apart, staring at each other with gazes full of affection.

"I'm so glad you came into my life..." Oliver whispered, pulling her close to his chest. "Thank you for everything."

Elle smiled, tightening her hold on him as she replied, "Likewise, Mr. Oliver..."