You live in a large mansion that has been converted into a dungeon. Your mansion is also protected by a large team of mercenaries and a few demons from your deal with the devil.
You like to put on a suit and tie and watch your women have sex in public or do degenerate things like pissing on each other for your viewing pleasure.
"Ah yes, I love the sweet taste of golden showers!" you say to yourself as one of your favorite activities is played out on a video screen in front of you.
You hear a knock on your office door.
"Yeah?" you ask.
Your assistant Jennifer comes in. She is a beautiful woman, but her eyes show that she is tired and worn out from the stress of her job. She also has long purple hair and D size breasts, features you like in women.
Jennifer is one of your more obedient slaves and does all your bidding no questions asked.
"You have a visitor," Jennifer says.
"So?" you ask not looking away from the screen.
Jennifer walks over to you and gets on her knees. She begins to unbuckle your pants.
"Maybe if I pleasure you now, my lord, you'll be in a better mood to hear their request?" she asks.
Jennifer begins to give you fellatio. While you enjoy the sensations of having your cock sucked, you also try to pay some attention to the screen.
"Mmmm...what's this? Jennifer, you're getting better at this," you say.
"Thank you, my lord. I've been practicing with...help from the other girls."
"Well, keep it up. Mmm...I'm close...ugh...ugh..."
You start to cum and Jennifer tries to swallow as much as she can. After releasing a few drops, she swallows the rest. She then wipes her mouth and smiles.
"Thanks for that. Now I feel less stressed," you say.
"Anytime, my lord."
You look at the screen again and see two women one dressed in a purple outfit and a redhead dressed in a fake cow costume milking the shit out of a man with a giant cow head on his head. The man screams in both pain and pleasure as the women milk him.
"What the fuck is this?" you ask.
"You ordered it, my lord," Jennifer says.
"I did?"
"Yes. You said you wanted to see a professional dominatrix milking a man dry while also having sex with him."
"Hmm, I guess I did say that," you scratch your head in confusion.
You look at the screen again and watch as the women milk the man dry. You get a little bored so you turn your attention back to Jennifer who is still waiting for your response.
"Tell the visitor to come in," you say.
Jennifer nods and stands up. She then leaves the room and you hear her speak to someone.
"He will see you now, Miss Void."
A moment later you hear footsteps before a woman appears from around the corner. You stand up and look at her. She appears to be in her late twenties, has long curly brown hair, deep green eyes and beautiful face. She wears a black robe, a golden necklace, a ring on her middle finger on her right hand and black boots.
"Hello, my name is Miss Void," she says extending her hand.
"Hello...Miss Void."
You shake her hand and notice that she looks a little nervous.
"Please sit down," you say pointing to a chair.
Miss Void nods and sits down. Jennifer goes back to her desk and acts like she's doing work. You turn your attention back to Miss Void.
"So, what can I do for you?" you ask.
"I have a business proposition for you," she says.
"Okay, what is it?"
"It's sex related."
"Oh...well why didn't you say so? Now I'm interested."
You smile and sit back in your seat. You notice that Jennifer sneaks a few glances at you both. You nod at Jennifer and she gets the hint and leaves.
"I have a very special needs... You need to know I have a hypersexuality and almost nothing is enough for me, when speaking about orgasms" Says Miss Void.
"Okay... Is it a medical condition?" you ask.
"It's more of a curse if anything," she says.
"I see... How can I help you?"
"This curse of needing more and more orgasms can be lifted by fully satisfying, brain breaking orgasm torment. I'm talking about months of treatment, with every toy and machine imaginable."
