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"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" a sultry voice moaned. "Lick my pussy like you mean it!" Katherine slowly opened her eyes. She stretched and reached for her phone to turn off the alarm. The moaning stopped. Her employer insisted that orgasmic moans should serve as her alarm clock, helping to sexualize every moment of her day. Initially she needed the vibrate function as well to wake her, but in the last few months the moans were enough to both rouse and arouse her.
As she got out of bed, she looked at her daily schedule that was presented to her on her laptop every morning. She would have the usual morning routine (masturbation, workout, shower, breakfast, masturbation) but she there was nothing scheduled for the afternoon. She felt that very odd as it hadn't happened once since she started with her employer. Realizing that worrying wouldn't change a thing, she sat down in front of her laptop and opened a new browser window to her employer's website. The Home Sweet Home's webpage had been updated and she was slightly surprised to see a much different looking initial welcome screen than was normal. The site normally featured a picture of a girl holding a "Welcum Home" sign with a list of the newest videos displayed next to it. Today, however, there was simply a silhouette of a woman (like those one would see on social media sites before a photo is uploaded) next to the words "New talent cumming soon!" Her disappointment at the change that deprived her of seeing a familiar face holding the sign was only momentary as her memories of the past few years was more than enough to get her juices flowing.
18 months ago
Katherine closed her laptop and took a deep breath. She couldn't believe what just happened and what she had just watched. She had never before seen a porn scene so hot and not only had she been able to speak with the women performing on the site, but she had also been able to live it! In fact, she had directed it! That they wanted her to join them was unbelievable. As a job interview it was unique to say the least, but now, as she sat to think about it, she was curious about what this would mean for her future. She didn't feel like she had much of a life where she was now, and she definitely wasn't attached to her job on any level, but she was curious. What would it mean for her to change? What was it that they saw in her and what was going to be expected of her? Luckily, she wouldn't have to wait too long for an answer. An in-person interview had been set for the following Monday. Just a few days away.
She called in sick on Monday and as the time crept closer to the arrival of Dina's wife she actually began to feel ill. The anticipation was worse than any butterflies she had ever felt before. She had changed her clothes three times, vacuumed, and was looking for ways to keep her mind off the upcoming events when she heard a very firm knock at the door. Katherine froze momentarily and then had to stop herself from running to the door. She took a deep breath, held the doorknob in her hand and then opened the door. The sight before her took her breath away. Standing on her doorstep was the beautifully muscle-bound woman from the video, and behind her were four other beautiful women, two who appeared to be completely identical. Katherine froze. She was not expecting this, and the reality of seeing the women made everything much more "real" than she expected.
The muscular woman smiled sweetly at Katherine and softly touched her arm. "Ain't you cute!" she said. Her voice matched her frame, strong and rough. "Don't you worry Sugar. My girl Dina never tells the whole story. Her and the psycho-ologist," she pointed at one of the identical women, "figure it keeps the fresh blood from stressing out all weekend." She then looked pointedly at Katherine, but the blonde hadn't moved, and it didn't look like she'd even registered that she was being talked to. As the blonde-haired woman stared and swayed slightly as her vision began to get blurry, the muscle-bound woman looked back at her companions. "At least she's smaller than Zi." The other women laughed lightly as the larger women moved forward and picked the swooning Katherine up into her arms like a baby and carried her inside. The others followed her. A few steps later she set Katherine down on the couch, and the others began organizing themselves. Each of the other four women had a laptop or tablet and each pulled up a file containing Katherine's name.
Katherine's mind reeled and as her focus returned, she struggled to process what was going on. After a few seconds she finally, though still a little weakly, said, "Are you Erin?"
The muscular woman bounded up to Katherine to tussle her hair. "She speaks!" she roared which caused the blonde to jump and the other women to roll their eyes at Erin's antics. She laughed. "I guess I forgot my manners. Ma always said that I should introduce myself to a girl before I carry her off. Yes, I'm Erin. Those two," she pointed to the two identical women, "are Beatrice and Bonnie." They looked up from their files, smiled, and waved to her.
The other two women came over to her. The elder of the two smiled warmly at Katherine and took her hand in both of her own. "I'm Audrey. It's so great to meet you. Dina spoke very highly of you, and Shaina said you had quite the take charge personality." Katherine blushed deeply.
The last woman spoke up. "I'm Felicity," she said simply and went back to her computer.
Katherine couldn't help but stare at the beautiful women that had taken over her living room. Erin was tall and was covered in muscles. Katherine knew that those weren't just for show; it wasn't everyone who could carry her around and the woman didn't seem any worse for the wear. She had short, spiked bleach blonde hair. She was wearing a sports bra that seemed to struggle to keep her chest covered and sweatpants that failed to hide her very tight ass.
Beatrice and Bonnie were dressed simply in a way that accentuated their natural beauty. The brunettes were of average height and seemed to have the perfect combination of boobs and butts to go with their slim frames.
Audrey seemed to have walked straight out of a magazine. Her hair was cut to a very sexy A-line (think Scarlet Johansen) with not one strand out of place. Her make-up was perfect and even her posture was spot-on. She carried her perfectly proportioned, perky breasts on a tall and slender frame that was very inviting. As kind as she seemed, her eyes roamed the room purposefully, checking to ensure the other women were doing their jobs.
Felicity, who could not have been much older than 20, and obviously the youngest of the group was also the most casually dressed, but her casual dress did nothing to diminish her beauty. She was 5'6 and was not as slender as the older women, but she carried the extra weight wonderfully.
It took Katherine several moments to realize that all the other women were staring back at her. She quickly looked at her feet, blushing profusely. Erin laughed loudly while Audrey came over and knelt next to the now slightly embarrassed blonde. She softly lifted Katherine's chin until their eyes met. Katherine was so nervous that she trembled under the slender brunette's touch. Audrey smiled warmly at her. "I know this can all be frightening," she said gently. "We're all here to help you get set up to come join our family. Rome wasn't built in a day and it took a whole lot of people to make it happen. Our mother..."
The words seemed to snap Katherine out of her daze, and she pulled away from Audrey's hand.
"O-o-o-o-our m-m-m-mother?" she stammered. "I figured th-th-th-those two w-w-w-were" she said as she pointed at Beatrice and Bonnie. She took several deep breaths. "Are you saying that you're all sisters?"
Katherine looked around and saw that the smiles had disappeared throughout the room. Bonnie and Beatrice held each other's hands and stared at the ground. Felicity looked like she was going to cry. Erin looked like she was a bull about the charge: her nostrils flared, her eyes blazed, and she clenched her fists.
"We understand that this lifestyle is not for everyone. No one is forcing you to join us; certainly no one forced you to apply. Why do you think