Gathering My Exotic Harem

This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. I am the originator of this story and solely responsible for its content. If you have a thin skin go someplace else, because I'll pull no punches for you.

I looked around the room one last time, making sure I had left nothing behind. I often did this when staying in a strange motel room. You'd be amazed at what gets left behind when people travel and the cleaning staff at most motels are not exactly the most through of inspectors or cleaners. Finally satisfied I walked over to my roller bag and smiled down at the prize contained therein. She had been a little something I had found at a little club nearby and enticed to come back to my room. It wasn't hard she was already a bit tipsy and tipsy people make stupid decisions.

What's the old saying? "What's normal for the spider, is chaos for the fly." I like being the spider, it makes life easy. Being well off not to mention not bad looking helps me with my covers, for this one I had been a porn scout looking for real first timers who weren't afraid to be in film or take a chance. She had jumped at this like a hungry cat after an injured bird, not to mention that I was offering $500 just for doing the demo video that I would send to my home office.

When you fish you merely need to use the right bait and presentation. Now as I've said I'm not bad looking. Late 50s, 6'4", 280, toned muscles, blond hair but I am bald on top, blue/grey eyes but I wear glasses that complement my face. I tend to dress nice but not flashy, so I just blend in. I'm also somewhat blessed down below having an 8.5" cock and knowing how to use it and use it well. I'm also well-spoken and knowledgeable in the ways of the world.

Now I have 2 weaknesses in my life, Asian and Black women. What can I say, I like the exotic and the taboo and walking on the wild side of life. My present acquisition was a dark-skinned beauty with 42DD milk jugs and a set of 38 hips that had drawn me toward her. Her long silky hair was natural, and she had had her belly button, clit hood and nipples pierced, not to mention her ears also. She was 25 with no kids and working a dead-end job that, while it paid the bills, it just really didn't pay well enough for her taste. She said her name was Trini, but I really didn't care, once I got her home, she would simply be a slave.

Now among my multiple skills and talents I'm a bit of a chemical engineer not to mention hypnotist and Master. Among my many recent discoveries and breakthroughs, I finally perfected AMX 212. I haven't put a name on this little discovery or even reported it to any of my friends. In fact, I want no one to even know about this stuff, hence its alphanumeric code. What it does do is allow the taking over by external means of the human brain. It's taken me over 4 years of trial and a lot of error to perfect this stuff.

Now my latest slave has had enough of the AMX to turn her into a completely brain numb slave as she now rested in her new temporary home, collared, gimp hooded, gagged, arm and leg sleeved and listening to a slave mantra in my roller bag that I use for just such an event like this. I don't always take a new slave in every new town or place I go to, just to keep any investigator guessing even if they have managed to somehow stumble on to the fact that I might be involved.

Getter her to use the drug had been incredibly simple after luring her back to my room. I spent about 35-40 minutes having her talk after getting her to sign the 3-page contract which she didn't even bother to read. Does anyone even bother to read contracts anymore? I know I do, and you'd be fucking amazed what they've put in them.

She was interviewing for a posable scene in Oiled Balck Girls 2, due to start production in about 4 months and my bosses were looking for new talent. This was nothing new in the industry and I gave her some throw away clothes to protect her regular clothes. I squirted the AMX ladened oil all over her chest and watched her rub it in, I love stupid people they make my life so easy. Within 2 minutes I watched her eyes glaze over and I knew she was now mine; it was time to have fun.

'Trini, don't you want to be a good girl for me and taste my cock.' I said and slowly lowered my zipper. She looked at me a bit puzzled and cocked her head is if trying to hear something from far away. 'Taste your cock, James?' She asked confused. 'Yes Trini, taste my cock and become my slave, you know you want to do this, you want to please me don't you.' I said and fished my semihard cock out and waved it under her nose. The aroma of my musk caused her eyes to dilate even more, and she whimpered. She reached out with a shaky hand and gently gripped my cock and slowly lowered her pink painted lips to it. 'Yes, good girl, suck your Master's cock my pet.' I whispered and placed my right hand on her head, guiding it as the mushroom head split her lips and sank into her hot mouth. 'Glurk,Glurk,Glurk.' I heard as her head bobbed up and down, and the head of my cock began beating against the entrance of her throat. 'Yes slave, such a good little slut, you know you want my cock in your throat. All you want is to please your Master slave, please your Master, please your Master.' I whispered and she opened her mouth even wider and adjusted the angle of her head to allow easier access of my cock into her throat. 'Gaaak, gaaak, gaaakaaahh.' She gagged and then pulled my cock out of her mouth then spit on it and stroked her hand up and down the now slick shaft. I smiled and watched her rub the fat head over her face. 'Good little slave, yessss coat your face with my scent.' I whispered and slid my thumb coated with oil into her mouth. The effect was like giving a junky another hit, her nipples got hard, and I could smell her musk as her pussy gushed fresh juice.

'Fuck my face sir, fuck my throat, show me how to be your slut, Master.' She said and slid my cock back into her mouth. I gripped her head tightly and began to hate fuck her mouth and throat. I felt my cock slide into her throat, and I smashed her nose against my pubic bone and held it there. 'Do not reach for my body slave, hold your position, Masters cock is more important than breathing slave.' I told her as her body shook and twitched. 'Breathe through your nose you stupid bitch, breath through your fucking nose cunt.'

She tried to look up and I could see her eyes were getting blood shot and her face was turning a deep purple as her oxygen supply was running out. 'Don't break the seal slave, hold, hold.' I told her in a controlling voice. 'Hold slut, show Master how dedicated you are to him. Hold it for a few more seconds.' After 15 more seconds which for her must have seemed like an hour I pulled my cock free and watched her drop onto the bed gasping in great lung fills of air. Once again, I picked up the bottle of oil and ripped the cheap cotton panties open the squirted a good shot into her tight cunt. I watched her shutter and start pulling on her hard nipples as she pulled her leg open inviting me to take anything I wished.

'Say it cunt, tell Master where you want his hard, thick cock you fucking cum dump.' I told her and grabbed her hair and brought her face to mine and stared into her glazed eyes. 'You're a fucking cum dump for me aren't you bitch. Nothing more than Master's cum sleeve. A toy for me to use and throw away if I so choose.' 'Fuck me Sir, fuck my worthless pussy, take my ass, cum in my throat Master.' She rasped out and started pawing at my cock trying to draw it even closer to her wet cunt. 'Anything Master do whatever you want to this slut. Fuck me, beat me, tie me up, use me as your personal cum rag, anything Master just spray me with your hot white cum.'

I slammed my cock into her cunt and began hate fucking her just as hard and fast as I possibly could. God, she had a tight cunt, and I would enjoy breaking and training her to jump to my every whim and order. For the next 90 minutes I ripped into every hole she had, never giving her any chance to do anything but be flipped over or moved to a position that I found appealing. To her nothing mattered but pleasing me and being allowed to cum as I saw fit, by the time I finally sprayed my seed into her womb her eyes were rolled up into her head and she was babbling as I gave her one last dose of AMX. It was nearly midnight when I dumped her on the floor and crawled into the bed.

She would earn the privilege of sleeping with her Master and only after I was through training her and not one second before. I set my alarm for 0500 and turned the lights out, in the morning I would truss her up like a turkey about to be roasted in the oven. As of the moment I gave her the AMX she belonged to me and I had no intention of letting her go, at least not any time soon that is as a trained slave is worth a lot of money.

I let sleep claim me and smiled to myself in the darkness for in a few hours she would simply be another person who had disappeared from the face of the earth.

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