John pulled up the driveway to his house in a black Mercedes. His home was about an hour drive from the university campus where he'd spent his afternoon. His home sat on a 20-acre, wooded estate. The house was in the center of the property, and none of his neighbors' homes were visible. His property was surrounded by other multi-acre estates, and, fortunately, like John, the owners valued their privacy.
John parked the car in front of the entrance to the house. Someone would move it into the garage for him later.
The house had the feel of old money. It was three stories, with a brick facade and had a large, arched entryway leading to a mahogany front door. The house wasn't conspicuous enough to be called a mansion, but it was still quite sizable. All the windows had the curtains drawn shut.
John got out of the car and walked to the front door. As he approached, the door swung open. A young, lithe redhead stood to one side of the doorway. She was around 5'4" and wore a black and white French maid uniform. Well, it was more like a sexy halloween costume version of a French maid uniform. The outfit ended in a scandalously short skirt that reached only a few inches down the girl's thighs. There was no doubt that, if she turned around, the bottom of her ass would would peak out from beneath the skirt. The top of the outfit was essentially a corset, which accentuated the girl's wide hips and thin waist. The corset also lifted her B-cup breasts, accentuating her cleavage. The girl's red hair was cut in a bob, and the ivory skin of her face was lightly freckled. The girl was gorgeous. She looked like the winner of an Irish beauty pageant.
There was no vacant expression on this girl's face, no glazed eyes or 1,000-yard stare. Her eyes were full of life, and she gave John a broad smile. "Welcome home, Master," she said in a cheerful tone. "Did you have a successful trip?"
"Thank you, Kelly," John replied. "Yes, very successful. If all goes well, I think we'll soon be adding a new member to our family. Would you like another sister?"
Kelly gave a squeal of excitement. "Oh yes, Master. I would love another sister! How exciting!" One of Kelly's hands started drifting down towards her crotch, but, before it got there, Kelly realized what she was doing and brought her arm back to her side. "Very exciting," she repeated with an embarrassed smile.
"Is there anything I can do for you master," Kelly asked, grinning.
"Have Sasha bring dinner to my study," John replied. "I've got a little more work to finish up tonight." Kelly nodded, looking slightly disappointed.
"You can come too," John added.
Kelly's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Master!" she exclaimed, then she scampered off to find Sasha in the kitchen.
John slipped off his shoes and walked down the hallway that led to his study. The room was as he'd left it. The walls were lined with bookshelves. Two leather lounge chairs flanked a wooden coffee table in the center of the room. A bar cart topped with two decanters of whiskey sat along one wall. At the back of the room, in front of a large bay window, sat a cocobolo desk. John crossed the room and sat in a leather chair behind the desk, then opened the laptop sitting on the desk and typed in his password.
There was a knock at the door, and a tall, blonde woman entered carrying a sliver tray. She stood around 5'8", and her hair was tied up in a bun. She wore a pale blue apron that accentuated her light skin. It was her only clothing. The apron covered her breasts, but it was plain she was well endowed. The majority of her long, perfectly smooth legs were visible below the apron, which stopped midway down her thighs. She could easily have been a model. In actuality, she had been a chef when John acquired her. She was slightly older the most of John's girls, at age 30, but age had not dulled her beauty, and John needed someone with experience to meet his culinary needs.
The blonde stopped in the doorway. Kelly was visible over her right shoulder.
"May I?" the blonde asked, with a hint of a Russian accent.
"Yes Sasha, come in. I'm starving," John replied not looking up from his laptop.
Sasha crossed the room to the desk, her hips swaying sensually. She set the tray down next to John's laptop. Kelly followed closely behind, with a remarkably similar sway to her step.
"Wild Alaskan salmon with roasted potatoes and asparagus tonight, sir," Sasha announced.
"Fine, fine," John said, still not looking up from his laptop. "Under the desk, both of you."
Sasha and Kelly grinned. They walked around the other side of the desk, then got on their hands and knees and crawled under the desk, one on either side of John's legs. After some shuffling around, John felt hands unbuckling his belt and pants. He kept his attention on the laptop.
After another moment, John felt wet lips wrap around his cock and start sliding gently up and down the shaft. He wasn't sure which of the girls the lips belonged to, and he didn't bother to look. A few seconds later, John felt a second mouth start gently sucking at his balls. Both girls were experienced, and their combined efforts felt amazing.
John added an attachment named "Study Aid" to an e-mail addressed to SofÃa and Megan, two of the girls he'd met at the Psychology 101 lecture earlier that day. He then clicked "send."
John then open a new e-mail and addressed in to Akiko, another of girl he'd met at the lecture. He added an attachment named "Life Coaching" and sent the e-mail.
John the closed the laptop and looked down at the two girls pleasuring him. Sasha, still wearing her apron, was vigorously bobbing her head up and down on his cock, while Kelly sensually kissed Sasha's neck and massaged her own pussy.
It was difficult to see much with the women under the desk, so John pushed his chair aback couple feet, and the women followed him, crawling out from under the desk on their hands and knees.
Seeing she now had John's undivided attention, Sasha reach back and lifted the strap of her apron up over head head, letting the top of the apron drop and revealing her perky, C-cup breasts. Kelly, following suit, removing the top half of her French maid uniform. Both girls had been conditioned thoroughly enough that John rarely had to give detailed commands.
John watched as Sasha continued her work, bobbing her head up and down as she stared adoringly up into his eyes. John tensed and came in Sasha's mouth. Both girls immediately orgasmed as soon as John did, closing their eyes and savoring the wave of pleasure. John had programed all his long-term acquisitions to cum with him, unless he instructed otherwise.
Despite her own orgasm, Sasha continued sucking John's cock a few seconds longer, ensuring she took every drop of John's cum into her mouth. John savored the feeling. Sasha then sat back on her knees and opened her mouth, proudly displaying John's cum.
"Share," John said.
Sasha turned to Kelly and the two locked lips in a passionate kiss. After a few seconds, both women sat back on their knees facing John and opened their mouths, both empty, proving they had finished their job.
"You're both dismissed for the night," John stated.
Kelly collected her top and the two women left the study, closing the door behind them. Their most important duties completed, they would continue with their standard evening routine, including an hour of aerobic exercises followed by a light dinner and a shower before bed. When not attending to John, or performing domestic duties, their primary responsibility was keeping themselves as attractive as possible. Their programming ensured they thoroughly enjoyed the process.
John got up from his chair. It had been a long, tiring day and it was time for bed. He thought for a moment and smiled. Oh, yes, it should be Yeeun's turn to join me in bed.
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As John slipped into an already warm bed, 50 miles away, in an apartment situated five blocks from the university's campus, the 20-year-old bombshell Latina SofÃa lay on her own bed browsing Instagram. She had gotten home only a few minutes earlier and still wore the same form-fitting jeans and black, crop-top shirt she'd worn to class earlier that day. While not exactly scandalous, the outfit definitely showed off her assets. The tight jeans highlighted her round ass and wide hips, while the crop-top showed off her flat stomach.
A notification flashed across the phone's screen, alerting her she'd received a new e-mail. What did I do to deserve so much spam, she thought. Despite her annoyance, she hated unread messages cluttering her inbox, so she opened her the app delete the message. But before she could swipe left to delete the message, she noticed it had an attachment labeled 'Study Aid.'
A thought flashed through SofÃa's mind: I will open the attachment. She tapped the attachment before she consciously realized what she'd done. Frowning in confusion at her own action, she thought to herself, well, I guess a study aid couldn't hurt. I have been struggling with some classes lately.
The phone began emitting a low hum. SofÃa looked at it confused. That better not have been a virus, she thought. A moment later, the phone's screen rapidly flashed several times in different colors. SofÃa froze. Her eyes glazed over and her jaw went slack.
SofÃa could neither hear any words spoken from the phone nor see words among the flashing colors on the screen, but words formed in her head nonetheless.
"If you are alone and expect to be uninterrupted for the next 10 minutes, say 'yes,'" the voice ordered.
In an expressionless voice, SofÃa softy spoke "yes" into the phone.
"If the door to the room you are in has a lock, make sure it is locked now," the voice continued.
SofÃa walked to the door of her bedroom and locked it, then looked back to the phone.
"Find somewhere in the room to sit," the voice commanded.
SofÃa sat on the edge of her bed, eyes still fixed on the screen, mouth hanging slightly open.
"You have been selected for a great honor," the voice went on. "This pleases you."
SofÃa smiled and felt a feeling of gratitude spread through her. Her eyes remained vacant.
"You were chosen because you are sexy," the voice continued. "Being chosen pleases you, so being sexy pleases you. You are happy to be sexy. It is important that you find someone who appreciates you for how sexy you are."
SofÃa nodded mindlessly as the voice in her head continued speaking.
"The man you sent you the e-mail attachment finds you sexy. He selected you for this honor. You are grateful to him. You want to be sexy for him," the voice continued.
SofÃa continued nodding along and watching the screen.
