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As I sat at the kitchen table with my morning coffee, my thoughts drifted to the two women I had fucked in the past two days. My first acquisition, and favorite so far, was Faye the chubby Marines wife. Then there was Allyson, my mother's friend, to whom I used to beat off to. I was picturing both of them naked. Yeah, sure, they were both older women, and a little over weight. But the fact that they were both happily married women that I could so easily take from their husbands was extremely erotic. Maybe, if I'm "nice" enough, I will permit their husbands to watch as I make their wives moan with pleasure, and then beg me for more. This thought stirred my penis from its slumber. Slowly but surely, it came to attention. I sipped my coffee.
My thoughts strayed to Faye. I wasn't entirely sure of how I was going to address the promise I made to Faye. As I have never had to deal with a bank for a mortgage, much less a loan. It can't be that hard can it? It must be just a little paperwork; I guess I'll find out. I'm still going to do it, it's just a matter of how. That reminded me, I have to call Faye. Or perhaps, I'll pay her a visit. The thought of me visiting Faye, filled me with erotic desire. I could taste her vaginal juices, and smell the pleasant scent of her skin. Mmm, I am very seriously considering moving in with her while Rick is away on deployment. That way I could have my way with her nightly. Now there's a thought, I chuckled to myself.
My thoughts soon turned to the issue of money. Now that I have this power, I'm even more anxious to get my own place. It was easy enough getting money out of people at the mall, but do I really want to do that every time I need cash? It seems like a pain in the ass. No, a regular flow of funds would be ideal, but I'm sure as hell not getting a job, not with this power. I got up to get another cup of coffee. As I stood at the counter stirring in cream, my mind recalled the past two days. I was thinking back to the three girls who gave me money at Massic's. Three teenage females, all mine. Fuck, that's going to be some night when I call upon them to "service" me. Once again, I got erect thinking about it. Then I remembered my other three acquisitions from the mall that day. Muriel, Sofia, and Neil. Muriel had the husband who worked as a broker for an investment company. Sofia was Director of Human Resources for a large company. And Neil was a successful doctor, with his own practice!
I tapped into Neil's psyche first. His practice was quite successful indeed. With three other surgeons working in his office, his office was pulling in at least eighty thousand a week. Interesting indeed. The address was 201 Coleridge Rd. I think I'll just have to pay the good doctor a visit today. Next was Sofia. Ritunne had its head office here, located downtown on the corner of Berwick and York. It being a multinational company, it was raking in profits left, right, and center. Muriel's husband will come in handy also. Not only will I use him for investments, but his company is a well respected and extremely profitable firm. His firm was conveniently located not far from Ritunnes' offices. Basically around the corner on York. The wheels in my head were turning. I had a plan, and now I had to put it into motion.
Seeing as I hadn't gotten around to fixing myself up with some wheels, I decided on using Faye again. I looked at the time, it was just after nine and Faye would have just dropped off Ray and Anissa at school about half an hour ago.
Faye, I ordered mentally, come and pick me up at 314 Corbin Road.
We'll see if that works. I haven't tried mentally ordering one of my slaves from such a great distance. I decided I would shower and get dressed, and see if Faye made it here. After a hot shower, and getting dressed in one of my new suits, I packed the majority of my essentials into a suitcase and lugged it upstairs. I made sure I had all the pertinent information I needed to be "gainfully employed". When I looked out the front window, I saw Faye's 2001 Grand Caravan pulling into the driveway. Sweet Jesus, I thought to myself. She was almost half way across the city when I ordered her to come pick me up. Faye shut the van off and got out. She was half way to the door when I came out lugging my suitcase.
"Are you going away, master?" Faye asked; the concern evident in her soft voice.
You want me to move in with you Faye. You will beg me to live with you because you crave my cock nightly.
"No Faye, I'm moving into a hotel for a while. At least, until I find a place of my own." I lied.
"Oh master. Why not come and live with us until you find a place?" She asked desperation growing in her voice.
"I wouldn't want to impose, Faye." I replied. "And besides, what about Rick?"
Faye moved over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me into her chubby body.
"Rick's not coming home for another five months." Faye whispered seductively, her lips barely grazing my ear.
Faye placed her hand on my crotch and undid the zipper, "besides, my master has needs. I have needs."
"I don't know Faye, it wouldn't seem right." I said playing it up, making her believe it was her idea.
Faye moved her hand inside my pants.
"Please master, I promise I'll make it worth your while." She said while rubbing my cock through my boxers.
"Well, when you put it that way Faye," I whispered in her ear, "how can I say no?"
Faye eventually let go of me and followed me around the back of the van, opening the hatch for me. I tossed my suitcase into the van and she closed the door. As we stood at the back of the van, I put my arms around Faye's waist and pulled her into me, I could feel her large breasts squish into my chest. I moved my hands to her round ass and massaged her cheeks. Her hand found its way to the back of my head, and she pulled my face closer to hers. Faye looked up at me beaming, her lips parting slightly in anticipation. My mouth met hers, and we shared a long passionate kiss in my parent's driveway. The taste of her mouth was beautiful.
Eventually, we separated our bodies, and made our way into the van. Faye slid behind the steering wheel. Once in, I noticed Faye's white lace bra on one of the back seats. She must have taken it off for me on the way over here. She knows what her master likes.
"Did you get a hold of the bank for me Faye?" I asked.
"Oh yes master, of course," she replied, "you have an appointment on Monday at ten o'clock. Is that ok?"
"Yes, Faye, that's fine. Thank you." I said.
I fought the insatiable urge to make Faye take me back to her house, and instructed her to take me to 201 Coleridge Road.
Once we got there, I had Faye stay in the van while I took care of business. It was about 10:15 now.
I went inside, and introduced myself to the attractive receptionist with a friendly handshake. She was Monica Freedman, age twenty five, living at 335 Sinclair Avenue. She had a bra size of 32B, weighed 110 pounds, and stood 5' 10". Her blonde hair was tied up in a loose bun. Her deep blue eyes looked even more beautiful framed in the thin frames surrounding her glasses. Monica was engaged to a Thomas Lindstrom, also aged twenty five. He was an unemployed carpenter with no ambition to find a job, and living with Monica.
She informed me that Dr. Larmon had just finished up with a consultation and had about fifteen minutes free.
Monica, you will enter with me and await further orders. Do you understand?
A tiny nod was all the confirmation I received. Monica stood and led me to Dr. Larmon's office. She was wearing a conservative white blouse, done up to the second from top button, and a black knee length skirt. I noticed there were no panty lines as I watched her ass move while walking to Neil's office.
Monica, sway your hips a little more like you're trying to seduce me.
I watched appreciatively as her little ass started to move a little more seductively, she looked back at me with a mischievous grin. She knocked quietly, and opened the door after hearing, "Come in!"
"Doctor, this is Jeff Bartlett. He is looking for a job." Monica introduced.
Neil stood to shake my hand, "Hi master, nice to see you again."
Oh shit, I forgot about the master stuff from the mall two days ago. Oh well, I'll roll with it, I thought to myself.
"Master?" Monica looked inquisitively at me.
Yes Monica, I'm Neil's master, and now I own you as well. Do you understand?
"Yes master, I understand." Monica replied nodding eagerly.
"Aren't you going to offer me a seat Neil?" I asked.
"Oh yes of course, please, have a seat master." Neil stammered.
It seemed a little weird a grown man referring to me as master.
"Please Neil, just call me Jeff."
