<br />Mulder spent a wonderful night in bed with Annie King, mother of Geri and Debi, and newly appointed porn videographer. She’d been so horny after this assignment that Mulder resorted more than once to the Good Girl spell, and she’d spent ages lazily sucking his cock as he lay only half awake. They had their first really good fuck as the early dawn light was filtering into the bedroom, and Mulder pumped a hefty load of cum deep inside her.<br /><br />In the morning, Mulder uploaded all the captured video, but left the spy-cams in place on motion-trigger. No harm collecting what he could. He wasn’t sure if the King’s had been given Greg’s domestic nudity directive, so he added it to their standing orders, and they breakfasted naked before the girls had to dress for school. As he kissed Geri goodbye, and enjoyed a last feel of her naked slit under her school skirt, her cheeky little sister ducked down between them and grabbed a quick suck on Mulder’s rising cock. "Don’t forget to ask Mom" she said, then she was gone, skipping down the path ahead of her sister.<br /><br />So Mulder asked Annie. Did she want him to deflower her younger daughter? <br /><br />"You asking me, or telling me?" she replied. "Asking" said Mulder. "Well, I guess that makes you a whole lot different from our darling Greg. Horny fucker just took what he wanted. Me as well, he fucked me good. Best fuck I’d had for years. And I’d still give him anything, anything at all. Including Debi. But since you asked… and asked nicely, Agent Mulder, the answer is Yes." <br /><br />"Better you than Greg, and better Greg than some other horny teenager who’ll just fuck her for his own pleasure. So be my guest, Agent Mulder. Come back soon, and we’ll have a Debi Deflowering Party. You can do it how you like, nice and private, or all in a great big gangbang like last night’s shindig. Up to you. Either way, I know you’ll be kind, and you’ll make it a joyful experience that helps her become a confident woman, not some guy’s property."<br /><br />"Meanwhile, Agent Mulder, looks like you’re packin’ heat." She ran a finger the length of the erection he’d had since Debi left. "Would you like me to help you with that?" <br /><br />"Thanks Annie, but I’ve got a busy day ahead of me at school, and I…. " Mulder paused. "Yeah, why not." <br /><br />So she did. <br /><br />———————-<br /><br />When he eventually got to the school, Mulder resumed his routine in Pulaski’s office, calling in each girl on the still too long list, handing her the phone, and giving her the necessary commands. Around lunchtime, he had Pulaski send for Emily. He didn’t need to command anything, she greeted him with a big smile and a warm embrace, wrapping arms and legs around him. At 100 lbs she was light enough to carry on his dick, thought Mulder. But he put his hands under her tiny ass to support her and found bare skin under her school skirt. In a moment he had a bulging erection, and in another moment he had it inside her, and he bounced her hard and fast on his dick until they overbalanced and toppled together onto the couch as he worked off the morning’s building frustration. He came inside her, and when she finally stood up there was another huge wet patch on the couch, adding to the stains it had collected last week. Let Pulaski deal with that as well, thought Mulder. He sent her back to class with their mixed juices still dribbling down her legs. The whole school’s been mind-controlled into silence, so I don’t suppose anyone will mention it even if they do notice, he thought.<br /><br />For the rest of the week, he cycled between Colleen’s and Annie’s beds, and he finished each school day by getting the lucky last two girls of the day to give him a blowjob. Life could hardly be sweeter.<br /><br />———————–<br /><br />On Thursday morning he got Pulaski to arrange a special assembly of all the boys in Geri’s control group, in the school gym, with Geri to perform the handover, after which Mulder planned to take her back to Pulaski’s office and fuck her, but Geri had other ideas. Mulder had given her enough leeway to enjoy herself in her final act as slavemaster, and she certainly did. She’d asked Mulder to put the gym into lockdown, and when she hit the floor in her cheerleader outfit and turned a slow cartwheel that clearly revealed her lack of panties, she was guaranteed 100% attention from her audience of boys, even if they had not been her obedient slaves. She spoke clearly: "Hello boys, I’m so pleased to see you all here. And you are all delighted to be here, and delighted to see me here before you". <br /><br />This, of course, was the truth, because her saying it made it so. Some of Greg’s erotic fantasies must have been contagious, thought Mulder, watching from the sidelines, as Geri licked her lips, took a deep breath, and forged ahead with her plan.<br /><br />"You’ve all seen me in the cheerleading team, I’m sure. You think I’m sexy". This was true already, but no harm making sure. She twirled, making her skirt flare out, showing her nakedness beneath. "You’d love to see my pussy, wouldn’t you?" – stunned silence – "Wouldn’t you? Answer me!" she demanded. "Yes, Geri" came the chorus. "And you’d love to jack off looking at my pussy, wouldn’t you?" "Yes Geri". "Well, now you’re going to. Get your dicks out". <br /><br />Mulder had to admire her style. He was more than half tempted to obey her himself. "Now gather round me in a circle". She moved to the middle of the floor. "Hey, Tom and Phil, pull that stack of mats over here into the center". There were five thick safety mats making a stack over 3 feet high. The boys got them in place, and Geri hopped on to them, and sat in an easy lotus, revealing her bare shaven pussy. She surveyed her audience, cocks obediently poking out from their pants, some stiff and proud, many only halfway there, a few still hanging limp. "Jack those cocks boys, make them really hard for me." And then, like it had just occurred to her: "Has anybody here ever jacked off thinking about me?" Some hands went up, like in the classroom, then a few more. "Don’t be shy, you know you must answer me." That settled a couple of waverers. Geri picked one boy, a tall skinny one, the first she’d seen raise his hand, and with an already very stiff cock. <br /><br />"You, yes you, come here." The boy advanced, slowly lowering his hand. "When you were jacking off, thinking of me, did you imagine something like this?", and, not waiting for an answer, she called out "Everybody, watch this", and slipped off the mat and down on her knees before the lucky boy, taking his cock into her mouth, and giving him head with frenetic enthusiasm. Breaking off for a moment, she looked up into his eyes: "Cum in my mouth. Don’t try to hold back. Shout it out. Tell the world when you cum" and she resumed sucking and jacking him until he obeyed her command, and she greedily sucked every drop from him. Looking up at him again, she showed her tongue, covered in his cum, then closed her mouth and swallowed, showed him again, this time clean. "All gone. Mmmmm". She stood up, kissed him on the cheek, whispered "Go sit over there", and hopped back onto the pile of mats. That went well, she thought. Just like a porno.<br /><br />"Now guys, take off all your clothes and dump them over there". She waited till they were done, then commanded. "Gather round me. Take the hands of the boys on each side of you, and close the circle until you’re all squeezed up side by side. Don’t leave anyone out, I want you all in one circle." Some shuffling ensued. There were 34 boys (Mulder counted), and by shuffling and squeezing they managed to make a ring about 6 yards across. Geri’s eyes scanned them, turning right around so she could see everyone, and as she did she had one hand between her legs, pressing on her clit. She was enjoying this.<br /><br />"Now turn to face the boy on your right" commanded Geri, "and keep looking at me. Shuffle towards me, all of you. Go on, squeeze right in. I want you real close to me, so you’re going to have to squeeze right up against the boy in front of you. That’s it. You’re doing this to get closer to me. You want to be closer to me, so you can see me. You don’t mind squeezing up close to each other, you don’t mind pressing your naked body against the boy in front, and you don’t mind the boy behind pressing up against you. I’m going to show you my body, that’s what you want." <br /><br />She pulled off her top and unhooked her sports-bra, so her gorgeous breasts swung free, and she tweaked her nipples to attention with her free hand. She discarded the tiny skirt so she was as naked as the boys, and she opened her legs wide and used her fingers to spread her pussylips. Pity this isn’t a turntable, she thought. <br /><br />The shuffling boys, all looking at Geri, strove to get closer to her, and as the circle shrank, they found themselves squeezed ever closer in front and behind. Most of the boys had erections, and these were now pressing against the buttocks of the boy in front, a pleasurable feeling in itself, as long as the spell of Geri’s command kept them from examining the implications.<br /><br />"Now, reach round the boy in front of you and take hold of his cock." Geri was enjoying this. There was no way in hell most of these guys would have done anything like this if they’d had any say in the matter. Squeezed up like this, they were only about 7 feet from her, all round. "Put your other arm around him, you’re going to need to hold on". She was idly fingering her pussy as she gave these last commands, and there was a tremor of lust in her voice now. "You like my titties. My perfect D-cup titties." This wasn’t a question, it may have been a command, or simply a statement of fact.<br /><br />"Now, very slowly, start wanking the cock you’re holding. Do what you’d like to feel me doing to you. Imagine the hand holding your cock is mine. Look at me. Keep time with me". She was fingering her pussy in a slow and steady rhythm that gradually became more intense, until she was masturbating wildly, plunging fingers in and out of her sopping cunt, turning round and round on the mats so all the boys could see her, see her pussy. "Wank those cocks, boys. Fuck it feels good. You feel good. You’re going to cum soon, don’t hold back and don’t be quiet. Shout it out when you cum, yell it out. I’m wanking your cock, I’m gonna make you cum, don’t stop wanking the cock you’re holding until it cums, come on, cum for me." and she had to break off as an orgasm tore thru her. Then she hopped off the mat, unplanned, as a ragged chorus of "I’m cumming" "fuck I’m cumming" "fuck Geri I’m cumming" and other variations burst from all directions. She scooted down on her knees, and pushed her head in between two boys, grabbed the hand that was wanking the dick and joined in, then got her mouth over the head of his cock just as the boy let fly. With cum dripping from her lips she called out "OK, let go of them cocks. Anybody not cum yet, get close to me and jack yourself off, I want you to cum on me. Cum on my face. Cum on my titties. Cum on my legs. Cum all over me" and she resumed frantically rubbing her clit to another orgasm as a smaller crowd of boys gathered round her, frantically wanking themselves, cum splattering on her from all sides. And then they were done. Geri sat back on her heels, cum running down her glistening body in rivulets, dripping off her chin and boobs, she even had some in her hair. "Anybody not cum yet?" she asked. No reply. She stood up, and spoke up loud and clear, confidently, proudly in command of them all, a warrior princess addressing her men, even as their cum still flowed on her naked skin.<br /><br />"Now guys, I just remembered. All of you, gather round and listen. I got an important message for you all. After today, you don’t need to obey me. Instead you’ll obey anybody who says these 3 Magic Phrases: Need to Know, Just We Three, For Now. Got that?" "Yes, Geri" came the chorus.<br /><br />"And before you go, remember what we just did. You all had a really good time with me today. You enjoyed wanking another boy’s cock, and you enjoyed having your cock wanked by another boy. You saw your school cheerleader naked, masturbating, giving herself orgasms, and some of you squirted your cum all over me. Some of you got cum on your backsides from the boy behind you, and you enjoyed that too, because it’s all part of the lovely horny sex we just shared."<br /><br />"From now on, you’re never going to be nasty to anyone because they’re gay, or because you think they’re gay, or because somebody tells you they’re gay. You’re never going to use the word Gay as an insult. Most of you aren’t gay, but you still enjoyed what happened here. In future, if someone offers to suck your cock, whether it’s a boy or a girl, be nice to them. Let it happen if it pleases you or excites you, otherwise be polite and refuse nicely. If it’s a boy, and you let it happen, it doesn’t mean you’re gay. Not if you still want pussy. Even if you don’t feel attracted to boys, why not let him suck you if he wants to, and think about me, imagine it’s me sucking you off, and tell me all about it next time we meet. If you do, and you know you can’t lie to me, I might even give you a blowjob myself, just so you can compare. I’ve heard that boys give the best blowjobs, because they really know what it feels like, so maybe you’ll have something to teach me."<br /><br />"And never call a girl a slut, or a slag, or a whore just because she likes sex as much as you do. Even if you’ve just shot your cum all over her tits, you’ll respect her wishes, and treat her with kindness, never talk bad about her behind her back. And if a girl doesn’t want to have sex with you, respect that too. Never force her. Let her go. Go and jack off if it’s all too frustrating, or find another girl, there’s plenty of girls out there that DO love to fuck. Don’t hang around pestering someone who’s not interested, that’s just wasting your time."<br /><br />"You’ll remember today for the rest of your lives, and every night that you don’t have someone to share sex with, you’ll imagine me, and you’ll jack yourself off and you’ll give yourself an orgasm with the memory of today replaying in your mind, until you make a better memory. And any time you see me, you’ll be pleased. Remind me you were here with me today, and if I say to you ‘let’s hang out’, you’ll come with me and it will fill you with pleasure to do whatever I ask until dawn." <br /><br />She looked across at Mulder, still waiting on the sideline, and asked: "Was that alright?". Mulder, grinning like a fool at Geri’s extraordinary improvisation, merely nodded.<br /><br />Geri released the boys then, leaving them to wipe the cum off themselves and get dressed and return to class. "Agent Mulder, I’m covered in cum. I need a shower. Want to help?" and she headed for the showers, hips swaying and boobs bouncing. Mulder, now somewhat in awe of her, followed.<br /><br />In the shower he gave her the fucking they both needed to relieve the pressure of her erotic performance, and he didn’t need to call her a good girl for her to know that she truly was one. "I liked your speech" he told her. "I wasn’t sure you’d approve" she said. "You took a bit of a liberty with the ‘Lets hang out’ part, but the rest of it more than made up for it. Overall, I approve", and he held her close, and kissed her deeply.<br /><br />"Maybe I should have made them suck each other off. That would really have been something. And swallow. Just a bit harder to arrange, I didn’t think it thru". She faked a pout, then smiled. "Thanks, Agent Mulder. I’ve been wanting to do something like that for ages, only I knew Greg wouldn’t let me. He kept getting girls to masturbate and make out to please him, but he’d never have approved this. Thanks for giving me the freedom."<br /><br />"You’re quite a girl Geri, pulling a stunt like that. Quite a girl…."<br /><br />"Go on" she whispered. "Say it. Pleeeeze….". "You’re a good girl", and she sighed and held him tight.<br />
The Mansion: Day One<br /><br />Greg wakes before Marisa, his closest companion, bed sharer and sleeping partner, but lazes in bed until she surfaces. They shower together, and start to play. Before the inevitable happens, Marisa skips away from Greg, grabs a bathrobe -thus declaring herself "off duty" – and goes in search of breakfast. Greg, naked, his erection deflating, follows. They breakfast together, then go exploring. In the indoor pool, they discover the three sisters, Abbey (18), Kylie (16) and Krista (12) playing in the water. All are, of course, naked. Which means "on duty". Greg has a duty as well, and his dick is ready to do it.<br /><br />They mess around in the water until Krista discovers Greg’s erection. She tells on him, and in a moment he’s on a lounger by the poolside with three wet heads jostling for a suck at his cock. Kylie abandons it to her sisters, and straddles Gregs’ face instead, so he can tongue-fuck her pussy. Abbey tells Krista "watch this", and she also straddles Greg, impaling herself on his cock, getting it right up inside her. Abbey rakes her nails down Kylie’s back as both girls buck their hips to pleasure themselves on Greg’s face and dick. Krista can only watch, and tease her own clit, as her sisters drive Greg right off the cliff, and he erupts invisibly inside Abbey. <br /><br />Marisa leaves them to it, and goes to the gym. She wants Greg to fuck her tonight, and not before, so she can wake beside him again tomorrow morning, not in the middle of the night.<br /><br />Kylie dismounts and kisses Greg’s juice-soaked lips, stepping away as Abbey leans forward to lie on top of Greg, arms around him, already spacing out from the effect of his cum inside her. From nowhere, two tracksuited Fluffers appear and help lift Abbey off Greg and lay her down on the next lounger. One slips a tampon into her vagina, the other finds towels to cover her. There’s cum on Greg’s cock, and some has dripped onto his thigh from Abbey as the Fluffers lifted her off him. Kylie bends her head to lick it up, collects it all on her tongue, shows it to Greg. He understands. "Come here Krista. Lie down on your back, legs in the air and open wide." She obeys. Greg comes to her and cradles her head in his hands, kisses her very gently and slowly, while Kylie lowers her head to Krista’s virgin pussy and deposits the cum she’d collected. Greg fingers Krista, working the cum as far as he can inside her, and Krista fades away. Once more, out of nowhere, a Fluffer appears with tampon and towels for Krista, and makes her comfortable on a lounger.<br /><br />Leaving the two sisters blissed out by the pool, Greg and Kylie stroll hand in hand back to the dining room, where they have an early lunch. Only halfway thru does it occur to Greg to remark: "We’re still naked". Kylie laughed, "Well, how about that." They hang out together for a while, discuss the decor, explore, and wind up in her bedroom, still naked, for a long slow fuck that finally ends with Greg shooting his second load of the day inside her as she lies on her back. She drifts off to nirvana, as Greg withdraws and reaches for a tampon from the stock beside the bed. He covers her with the bedding and takes a shower. <br /><br />Strolling in bathrobe back to the lounge, he wonders once more at his luck. He’d thought when the raid happened, that it was all over, he’d spend the rest of his life in jail. And here he is living like a Sultan, living something damn close to the Islamic Terrorist’s idea of Paradise. Hah, Bin Laden, you evil old fucker, I’ve got this and you’re fishfood. <br /><br />In the lounge, he finds Miss Shell sitting with Mary Anne, mother of the 3 girls he’d just been playing with. Both ladies are naked, therefore, On Duty. Or not quite naked, Miss Shell has a thin gold chain round her waist. Mary Anne is massaging her shoulders, and they are discussing bodypaint, and wondering whether it might fit in with Greg’s preference for nudity. "Hi Greg. Come sit with us." Miss Shell smiles sweetly at him. "Mary Anne does a wonderful massage. You should try it" suggests Miss Shell, after Greg had settled in beside her and they’d exchanged a long slow wet kiss. "I’d like that" says Greg, and they move across to the massage table set up at one end of the lounge. It is a specially constructed table, with a padded face hole so Greg could lie comfortably face down, and another hole, strategically placed where his dick and balls could hang. There is a wheeled platform below, like a padded version of the trolleys car mechanics use. Greg, still naked, hoists himself onto the table and looks down thru the face hole to see Miss Shell scooting underneath on the trolley. She is upside down relative to him, and she winks at him as her face passes the hole. Then he has a view of her breasts, ribs, belly button, and finally pussy directly below him, and discovers the true purpose of the second hole as she gently takes hold of his sleeping cock and begins caressing his balls while Mary Anne starts into a slow methodical massage of his upper back. The massage works its way down his body, until he finds he was having his ass massaged and his cock sucked at the same time.<br /><br />The sucking breaks off: "Hey, Greg" says Miss Shell. "It looks to me like you’re ready to fuck me now." She scoots out from under him. "Shall we?" she asks, and takes his hand as he rouses himself from the table. She takes him in her arms, and the pair of them subside into the padded cushioned surface behind the massage table, where Miss Shell soon guides his revived erection into her already soaking fuckhole. She plays him like an instrument, and guides him to climax before he’d meant to. Out of habit, he said "good girl" as he sprays his cream inside her, but her orgasm is entirely due to his physical efforts. Once again, Greg sees his partner in lust leave him for her own inner vacation land. He gets off her, looks round for a tampon, and sees that Mary Anne already has the matter in hand. Since Miss Shell is still semi conscious, he uses her mouth to clean off his dick. She sucks and licks dreamily, then fades away completely.<br /><br />"Come here Greg. Lie down with me, let me finish that massage" says Mary Anne. "You don’t have to fuck me, you know. Not if you don’t want to." "Oh, but I do, Mary Anne", and he beds down with his head on those marvellous pillows, the breasts that inspired Mulder – and many others before him – to thoughts of tittyfucking. He dozes, waking later to find Mary Anne guiding his already hard dick between her spectacular breasts, which she’s lubed up with massage oil. The tittyfuck is indeed exquisite, and Greg’s excitememt cranks up a notch as he notices Krista arrive, already recovered from her small dose of Greg’s semen. "Hi Mom" says Krista, "Hi Greg. Are you gonna fuck my mother, motherfucker?" and she giggles like it was the first time she’d said that. But Greg reaches out, takes her hand, pulls her close. "Not yet, sweetheart. Kiss me." Greg had been giving Krista what she thought of as kissing lessons, and now she does her best to show him what a good student she’s been. He has one arm round her, and he slides it down her body, then works it slowly up between her legs until he’s gently rubbing her slit. "Want me to suck your titties now?" he asks. "Oooh yes please", and she brings one tiny breast-bud to his lips. The combined effect of kissing sucking and rubbing has her gasping. "Ooooh Greg this is so nice." Mary Anne stops tittyfucking Greg’s cock. "That’s my youngest daughter you’re feeling up. Does this mean you’re ready to fuck her too?" and Mary Anne uses a wetwipe to clean the oil from his dick, before giving him a quick suck, making sure there’s no lingering taste of oil. "Krista, dear, have you ever sucked Greg’s cock?" "Not yet Mom. Kylie and Abbey never let me." "Well, come here, you can try it now." So Krista learns from her Mom, and becomes a little cocksucker like her sisters before her. Greg can still reach Krista’s pussy, and he’s probing inside her tight litle hole with two fingers. <br /><br />She leans in and kisses Greg while Mary Anne continues her magic, until he’s ready to blow. "Fuck me now, Greg" says Mary Anne, pulling him to come over on top of her, and he enters her loose wet gash, losing himself between her breasts, and she clutches his butt and pulls him into her, and he fucks her hard and fast, holding back nothing, and his cock erupts another dose of SuperSpunk all the way up inside her. He looks up, sees Krista watching, eyes shining, touching her clit with one hand and squeezing a tiny nipple with the other. "Mother Fucker" she says, smiling. He pulls out and rolls onto his back beside the spaced out Mary Anne. Krista moves in on him, licks and sucks his cock clean of his cum and her mother’s juices, swallows. It’s enough to knock her out for a short while, and Greg arranges her close to her mother as the ever-present Fluffer moves in to insert a tampon in Mary Anne and throw a blanket over mother and daughter.<br /><br />Greg is hungry. He runs into Marisa on the way to the dining room, and they have a snack together from the buffet.<br /><br />"Have you seen Mackenzie yet?" Marisa asks. "No". "She was in the gym earlier, she’s so fit, and she’s determined to stay in shape. Said she had something to show you," and Marisa gave a sexy little smile. When they’d finished, they set out together to find Mackenzie, which turns out to be easy. There’s pulsing music coming from the Fuck Room, and there’s Mackenzie, the 5’8" skinny brunette with B cups, long legs and a nice heart shaped ass, completely nude, practicing pole dancing. When she notices Greg enter, she signals the control room to restart the music, and she begins her routine. <br /><br />Greg sits on the edge of the Throne to watch, Marisa clambers in behind him, wrapping her legs around his waist, stroking his back, watching Mackenzie over Greg’s shoulder. Mackenzie is athletic, and energetic, and has clearly been practicing. Her perfect split reveals a hairless pink slit and tiny puckered butthole. She spins, twists, grinds, shows and teases in perfect time to the music. Cranking the sensuality up a notch, she rubs her slit up and down the pole, as she gazes directly into Greg’s eyes. Naked, his penis gives away his mood, rising rapidly to attention, but Mackenzie has a set of moves she wants to complete, and does her damndest to bring herself off on the pole, but then suddenly gives up and thrusts two fingers into her pussy, reaching in to strum her G-spot and drive herself into a squelching frenzy as she masturbates herself to a gasping orgasm before him, staring straight into his eyes. Still keeping eye contact, she slowly leaves the stage, holding out before her the fingers that were inside herself, offering them to Greg to taste, then straddles him like a lap dancer without limits, lowers her pussy onto him so his dick slides in easily, and grinds at him. <br /><br />All without a word spoken, she’s like a dream girl, and Greg has no trouble at all summoning up another load of spunk from his balls. Mackenzie closes in on Greg and brings her mouth to his, and the long warm wet open mouth tongue kiss is all it takes to tip him over the edge and let the semen spurt out of him and into her depths. She stays astride him, arms round his neck, until he realises she’s no longer with him, and he lowers her gently to the cushioned floor, then slowly withdraws. He uses her pretty mouth to clean his cock. A Fluffer materialises with a tampon and a blanket, and Greg steps away.<br /><br />Marisa rises from the Throne, takes Greg’s hand. "You need a shower. Come on", and leads him to the wet room off the Fuck Room, where she soaps and rubs him, and finally risks a quick suck at his half deflated penis. "Dinner and a movie?" she suggests. "Oooh, are we having a Date?" he asks. "Yeah, why not. And if you play your cards right, you might get to Third Base afterwards."<br /><br />Marisa sets Greg like an alarm clock. After the movie, it is still too early for her, so she teases and tantalizes him, never quite letting him get to orgasm, while making sure she has plenty for herself. He licks and sucks her, he fingerfucks her, he makes her cum again and again, but she doesn’t let him put his cock inside her. She licks and sucks him, but keeps control, keeps him away from the edge, calls unexpected breaks, insists she desperately needs Ice Cream, which means a trip to the buffet, and spins out the time until it’s almost 9 pm. Then she melts into his arms, and whispers "Take me now. Fuck me. Cum inside me" and suddenly Greg has renewed stamina, and he fucks her without restraint, without consideration, bangs away at her tight little teenage lovehole, clutches her perfect ass, sucks her pert little B-cup titties, delves his tongue deep in her mouth as his cock plunges deep in her cunt, and she cums again, and again, and still he doesn’t. Now he’s reached his stride, he knows there’s another load of cum building up in his balls, but he can go on like this forever, the pleasure never ending, never overwhelming, the rhythm steady, her eyes rolled back in her head, she’s almost in a coma already and it’s not from his SuperSpunk, unless his pre-cum has the same effect. He flips her over and burrows into her from behind. He pulls her onto hands and knees, doggystyle, and she’s gasping and moaning again as he pounds hard against her butt, until finally, finally it rips thru him, starting in his balls, rising up his pipe as he keeps up the pace and then it’s too late to back down, too late to stop, and the last dose of cum for the day spurts out into her squelchy pussy.<br /><br />Flopped beside her, he barely notices the Fluffer.<br /><br />A dreamless eternity later, no time at all, Greg awakens to the sensation of a warm wet mouth methodically grazing on his cock. It’s hard already, he notices, before drifting away again. Next thing he notices, the feeling has changed, the mouth now has no tongue, or teeth, but it’s a tight slippery warmth, and he relaxes and lets whoever it is milk his cock with her cunt. Its dark, so he uses his hands. Breasts midsized, C maybe. His mind won’t work, he still does not know who this is, until she gasps and moans and a flood of wetness warms his balls. "Abbey! Hi" he manages. "I wish I could suck you off" she whispers. "Not allowed. Pussy or nothing, them’s the Rules" says Greg. "Pussy it is then", and she redoubles her efforts, gets into a squat, and presses down on him, slides up, repeats. "Oh, that’s gonna do it Abbey, yes, don’t stop", and he thrusts to meet her half way, and squirts one more time, then holds her close so he can roll her over and dismount. Silently, ghostlike, a Fluffer appears and deals with the already zonked out Abbey, while Greg goes for a piss. When he returns Abbey has gone, only Marisa is asleep on the far side of the enormous bed.<br /><br />Occasional echoes of the Ninja Dream return, but it’s only a Fluffer changing Marisa’s tampon, every two hours, all through the night.<br /><br />And in the morning, he and Marisa wake together, and another day begins.
Scully brought her first troop of Magic Potion makers direct to The Mansion, so they could settle in before the arrival of Greg and Marisa.<br /><br />There were six of them: Miss Shell the glamorous history teacher, 17 year old Mackenzie Murphy, and 18 year old Abbey were all Squirters, meaning they were prone to secrete large volumes of vaginal fluid during sex, especially when orgasming. The other three were Abbey’s mother Mary Anne, an Evangelical Christian and Sarah Palin lookalike with spectacular breasts, and Abbey’s two sisters, Kylie (16) whose virginity Greg had siezed, and 12 year old Krista. Scully was a little doubtful about including Krista, but nobody else seemed to have any qualms, and in fact Greg had already used her to produce Magic Potion, though she was still a virgin.<br /><br />The Mansion was an ideal place for them. Remotely located, with extensive grounds, it was easily isolated. Security was invisible, but impenetrable.<br /><br />The Mansion’s owner and former occupier had a great deal of wealth, the source of which he was currrently discussing with government officials in a place where they were unlikely to be interrupted. He’d not be back any time soon.<br /><br />While living in The Mansion, he’d enjoyed a luxurious lifestyle, and had been in the habit of entertaining – and being entertained by – numerous young women of different nationalities and dubious immigration status, and the decor reflected his predeliction for the pleasures such young women could bring. Not quite the Playboy Mansion, but close.<br /><br />Outside was a secluded terrace, a swimming pool and jacuzi, lawns and a tennis court.<br /><br />Inside, there were a dozen guest bedrooms, a Wet Area with another swimming pool, jacuzi, showers and loungers, a well equipped gym, a games room, a lounge with comfortable couches and a bar, a dining room like a small exclusive restaurant, a Home Theatre (with the emphasis more on Theatre than Home) and what can only be described as a Fuck Room.<br /><br />Greg had once considered getting a Fuck Room built for him at school, but neither his imagination nor the education budget could have stretched to this. Most of the raised floor was essentially one big mattress, with cushions all around. Invisible speakers surrounded the room with sound. The walls and ceiling were mirrored and there were some large TV screens around the walls. There was a small stage with a lighting rig and a stripper’s pole. A love swing hung near the stage, and a large, comfortable throne-like armchair on a raised dias commanded a clear view of the whole room. A short connecting passage led past shelves of towels and robes to an ensuite wet room, tiled, with shower heads all round, a room-sized shower.<br /><br />The place was studded with cameras, and behind a large one-way mirror was a control room, where the video feeds could be recorded or relayed to the TV screens, or both.<br /><br />A separate building provided accommodation for the support crew, and housed the recently decontaminated lab, repurposed for Magic Potion collection, analysis, quality control, and research. <br />——————<br />In the Lab, Scully ran thru the figures with the Chief Scientist. The lab techs had invented a whole new jargon. It started as a joke, but the Magic Potion makers were now called "Witches". With their arrival at the Mansion, Scully removed herself from the program, leaving Greg with a "Coven" of seven Witches, including Marisa. <br /><br />One ejaculation of SuperSpunk from Greg (one Dose) had an effect that lasted around 12 hours, however ingested. Lesser amounts lasted proportionally less time, so 1/6 dose lasted 2 hours. During this time, the Witch is sedated and also producing full strength Magic Potion if there’s any SuperSpunk in her vagina.<br /><br />After some tinkering with the numbers, and a confusing presentation by the Chief Scientist, Scully realised it was just as effective – and far easier – to give a Witch a full Dose, and collect Magic Potion for 12 hours, as it was to divide a Dose into six portions, and collect from 6 Witches for 2 hours. As long as the vagina kept producing fluid, it would be one hundred percent pure Magic Potion, even in the twelfth hour after the Dose. And fluid production was easily stimulated by means of the Good Girl Orgasms, which, if anything, were even more effective on an already sedated Witch.<br /><br />Support staff were assigned the task of caring for the Dosed Witches, making them comfortable, changing tampons every two hours, and keeping the flow going by issuing "good girl" rewards in the form of a playback of Scully’s recorded voice. For reasons that escaped Scully, these became known as "Fluffers".<br /><br />Thus, the most efficient production routine – and one that incidentally suited Greg nicely – was to give each Witch one full dose vaginally, insert a tampon and leave her to it, with change of tampon whenever saturated, and a "good girl" from one of the Fluffers to keep the juices flowing.<br /><br />The reason this suited Greg was that it meant he got to deliver the Dose to each Witch in person, by – as the Chief Scientist would have said – Copulation with Ejaculation in Vagina.<br /><br />So Greg’s waking hours became a constant round of fucking, as often as he could manage. <br /><br />The Witches had their own routine – a session with Greg for as long as it took to make him cum, followed by 12 hours of blissful zombie-trance. On emerging, she’d have time to shower, eat, exercise, relax, study or whatever before she had to report for duty. The on-duty Witches gathered mostly in the lounge, but could be anywhere. On duty Witches wore the Duty Uniform, which consisted of nothing at all, except perhaps high heels, stockings and jewelry. Off duty they mostly wore bathrobes.<br /><br />This made the etiquette very simple for all. Greg could fuck any on-duty witch anytime, anywhere in the Mansion, and she’d never refuse. An off-duty witch could refuse, though it’s unlikely any ever did.<br /><br />The relationship between Greg and the Witches was not as before. Now, instead of being Greg’s obedient slaves, they were Scully’s. And Scully’s orders were to do what it takes to maximise the production of Magic Potion. This was not the same as obeying Greg’s commands, though the distinction wasn’t always obvious. Greg too was a slave, bound to Scully’s orders, though she prefered to let him retain as much independence as possible. Like Greg before her, Scully had implanted the directive that her slaves would feel pleasure from obeying her commands, so Greg was constantly feeling pleasure just because he was doing Scully’s bidding, even aside from the fact that Scully’s bidding was to ejaculate as often as he could inside every available Witch, and the Witches in turn felt pleasure not because they were pleasing Greg, but because they were pleasing Scully. This all gave a heightened sense of eroticism to everything they did, as long as they thought that it led, however indirectly, to more Magic Potion.<br /><br />In short, whatever aroused Greg also aroused the Witches, whether or not they were "on duty", and being anywhere near Greg instantly and automatically made them wet.<br /><br />—————-<br /><br />Greg arrived with Marisa after a long day’s journey, and went straight to bed in the luxurious Master Bedroom, with its enormous circular bed, where they’d celebrated their change of scene by fucking each other’s brains out, Greg cumming inside Marisa only after she’d been completely satiated with orgasms, begging him "Cum in me Greg, Cum in me" until he did, and she went out like a light. Greg rolled off her and flaked out beside her, barely noticing the Fluffer discretely installing Marisa’s tampon. <br /><br />Tomorrow he would meet The Witches, and the Magic Potion Production Project would begin in earnest.