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Endless Opportunities Ch. 03
🕑 Added 2019-08-02 18:15:51 +0000 UTC
Thanks again to Sanford for helping with this. I'm putting this one up slightly early so if there's any feedback, let me know.
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Holy fuck was my stepmom hot. I mean… damn. She’d been hot before. A gold-digging bimbo, true. But a hot gold-digging bimbo. But now....
I couldn’t help myself. She was fucking smoking. “Get on my cock, bitch,” I snarled at her. Time to take my revenge on the prissy little bitch.
“Yes, Master,” she said appearing completely unphased at being called a bitch. She walked over to me, hips swaying almost hypnotically. She looked me in the eyes and sank down on my cock in one motion. Her cunt was impossibly tight and wet. It felt perfect. I moaned and grabbed her tits roughly as she worked herself up and down on me better than any person I’ve ever known. Even, if I’m being honest, better than Rhonda who I thought was basically a sex goddess already!
“Enjoying your new toy, baby?” Rhonda said somewhat snarkily. Let’s be honest though, you can’t be THAT snarky when you’re stripping out of your clothes at the same time.
“She’s fucking tight as hell. For a dumb cunt, she sure can fuck now.”
“That’s the magic, baby. She’s a sex genie. She’s made for it. Wired for it,” she sounded almost reverent as she walked over to the side of us. She grabbed Laurie’s hair and pulled the new genie’s mouth to her own aching pussy. “Suck it, slut.”
“Yth, mthtrth,” Laurie managed as she started sucking. Rhonda ground the new genie’s mouth into her cunt and both girls were quickly moaning.
“I wish I had the perfect cock for whatever woman I’m with,” I said.
“Yth, Mthtr,” Laurie mumbled and suddenly my cock surged. Laurie’s moans of pleasure went into overdrive as she started cumming on my now perfect-for-her cock. Her tongue must have gone into overdrive on Rhonda as she had her own orgasm, flinging the blonde bombshell’s head back as she did. Laurie turned her attention back to me as she gazed adoringly at me. My cock was sliding in and out of her smooth, slick cunt and she was loving it.
I remembered all the times she’d been snarky and pissy with me though. “Except for you, slut. I wish it was an inch too big for you but you are still addicted to it.”
“Yes, Master,” she said and then she screamed and whimpered. She stopped slamming herself down on me and instead started going slower, sinking herself down onto my shaft with effort and sheer willpower. Each time, she looked like it was a supreme effort but she was obediently doing it regardless. I flexed my cock as she bottomed out each time and enjoyed watching her gasp as it filled her up almost to the breaking point. With her exquisite tightness and muscle control, I didn’t last long and started cumming as I filled her up. She came again as I spurted inside of her before collapsing off to the side as she twitched.
Rhonda and I laughed at our new little fucktoy and I was already thinking of all the ways that I might use her. Rhonda gestured at my juice covered cock and I looked down. It was mammoth. “Apparently sex genies have a pretty high capacity for cock,” I said. It was almost comically large as it hung down below me, nearly falling to my knees.
Rhonda dropped to her knees and started sucking at the head. As soon as she did, my cock began to shrink back to a more normal size. It stopped a couple inches longer and much thicker than my old cock, however. “So all those times you said my cock was perfect?” I asked.
“Perfect enough, baby. But damn is it yummy now,” she said and she sucked me down in one go. I felt the back of her throat as she deep throated me like a fucking pornstar. When she came off my cock she looked up at me for a second and mumbled, “Sex genie’s taste yummy.” Then she went back to sucking my cock. Despite having cum inside Laurie only a few moments earlier, my cock was already hard and ready for my hot girlfriend.
Laurie was sitting on her knees, watching us with utter reverence. I guess it made sense. We were her owners now. The magic probably compelled that kind of attitude. “Fuck, how am I so hard so quickly?” I asked.
“You wanted the perfect cock for any woman you’re with, Master. Mistress’s perfect cock is one that can cum 37 times without resting.”
“37?!?” I asked with a shout. Rhonda simply looked up at me and gave me a sassy shrug before diving back down onto my cock. “I’ll never have the stamina for something like that?”
“You can if you wish for it, Master. If it relates to sex, I can make it happen,” she said it sweetly. Part of me didn’t want to trust her. This was my Dad’s second wife. The conniving, scheming bitch who’d tried to steal my inheritance. But Rhonda had assured me that not only was she now completely obedient and loyal, she was also 100% devoted to her owners and wouldn’t even WANT to harm them let alone be capable of it.
“Okay, fine. I wish I had a super fit body,” I said as I face fucked my girlfriend. Suddenly, I felt better than I’d ever felt. I wasn’t overweight before but now my abs were showing prominently. My skin tightened and muscles grew. I was cut like somebody in a movie. Rhonda looked up at me and mumbled approvingly before renewing her effort on my cock. Her technique was absolutely perfect as she sucked me down hard and fast. I gripped her hair and took control, shooting my cum down her throat with a shout.
The three of us played around some more over the next couple hours. I didn’t cum 37 times but I did lose count. So did Rhonda. As we laid there talking, I kissed Rhonda and said, “You are terrific baby. All this is because of you. I couldn’t have done it without you,” I said. “Don’t you want something for yourself? Some little improvement or something?”
“No, baby. I’m fine. You saying you want me improved?”
I knew a girl’s trap when I heard one, “No, baby. No need for changes, you’re perfect the way you are.”
She smiled and nodded approvingly. I mean sure, slightly bigger boobs might have been better but other than that, Rhonda was almost as impossibly beautiful as our new sex genie. I shrugged. I could have any girl I wanted now. Crazy impossible sex limited only by my imagination. Of course, so could Rhonda I suppose. Did I care? I mean… I didn’t want some other guy fucking her really. We probably should have talked that out.
“Are you going to… you know… fuck other guys?” I asked.
She shrugged, “Maybe. If you’re fucking other girls it only seems fair, right?”
Damnit… She was right. But I wanted to be selfish, “Laurie, I wish the only guy Rhonda would want to fuck was me.”
“I’m sorry, Master. I can’t do that.”
“What? Why? You’re my genie!” I protested. Rhonda was looking at me with a mix of amusement and annoyance.
“She’s my Mistress, too. I’m not allowed to change her against her will.”
“Damnit!” I said.
“So you can fuck other girls but you don’t want me fucking other guys?” Rhonda asked.
I scratched my head, trying to think of a way out of this one. “Well… yeah!” I said.
“You’re lucky I’m such a great girlfriend. Fine. I won’t go looking for other guys. You just better keep me satisfied with that nice perfect cock of yours though. That was a great wish, by the way. It’s a very yummy cock, now.”
We ended up fucking one more time before the three of us headed over to a very surprised lawyer’s office. They weren’t ready for us and I had to spend almost five fucking minutes watching some crap about Google’s new quantum something or other while we waited. Finally they invited us in. While I couldn’t just wish to be rich or anything, Laurie still had to obey me. Not just had to. Wanted to. What we didn’t expect was that she couldn’t give it all to me.
“I… I can’t. I’m sorry, Master. All my worldly possessions belong to my first owner. But that’s both of you. So I don’t think I can give anything to just you or just her. I’m so sorry, Master. Please don’t be disappointed in me,” she said as she dropped to her knees, pleading pathetically. I started to get annoyed but 75% of my Dad’s empire was still a lot and if something ever happened between Rhonda and I, I’d have control. The lawyer looked on in confusion but, for the commission he was getting as administrator of the estate, he wasn’t going to ask too many questions.
It’s weird when you’ve wanted something for so long and all it takes is 15 minutes and a couple pen strokes. You sort of expect to feel different but it’s a little anticlimactic. What was intriguing was the last thing the lawyer asked me, “What are you going to do with your Dad’s company?” I hadn’t really thought about it and just gave the man a shrug. “You should go down there and look around. Ask for Jocelyn. She’s been calling everyday trying to find out what’s happening. Who knows how much things have fallen apart since your dad died. I’ll call and let them know what happened”
I thanked him and we got in the car and drove to the office. It was in a nice, nondescript office building downtown. I hadn’t actually been to my Dad’s office since I was a real little kid. He kept his business completely separate from the family. So I was not at all prepared for what I saw when I walked in.
Despite the outward appearance of the building, the inside was absolutely opulent. Mirrored ceilings and marbled floors gave the atrium a legitimately intimidating look and I sort of goggled at the sight as I walked in. The only sound was Laurie’s six inch stiletto heels echoing through the halls as we crossed the thirty feet to the massive oak receptionist’s desk. The gold trim of the desk sparkled in the light looking every bit as majestic as the rest of the room.
As we walked up to the front desk and a hot little blonde piece of ass was typing away. She looked up and I almost didn’t hear her ask, “How may I help you?” as I was too busy staring down the massive gulf of cleavage. “Sir?”
“Uhmm… yeah… we’re… well… I guess we’re the new owners,” I stammered. I realized that, even after all these years, I didn’t even know the name of my dad’s company. All I could remember was that it was something weird and foreign sounding.
“Oh. Yes, I’m sorry Mr. Lindsey and Ms. Dori. I just got the call and didn’t realize you’d be here so quickly. We would have…” the woman was speaking so quickly I could barely follow. She seemed frightened. As if I’d blow up at her for some unperceived shortcoming. I knew that reaction. I’d seen it many, many times in my life from myself. My Dad had that effect on people.
“It’s fine, dear. Who’s been in charge since my Dad… passed?”
The woman’s shoulders flexed back as she let out a breath, “Jocelyn Pierce, sir.”
I leaned forward, trying to project some kind of calm reassurance to the woman before realizing that I now owned a sex genie. I turned to Laurie and whispered into her ear, “I wish she was calm and horny.”
“Yes, Master,” Laurie said with a smile. I heard the woman’s breath change behind me as I turned back to her. Her gorgeous smooth skin was flushed red as she looked at me with heavily lidded eyes.
“Why don’t you call down Jocelyn?”
She simply nodded and picked up the phone, never breaking eye contact with me, “Miss Pierce? They’re here, ma’am.” She put the phone back on the hook and looked at me. I reached out and stroked her cheek gently. She responded as if I’d touched the most erogenous part of her body before pulling away quickly. “I… I need to… uhmm… use the restroom, sir.”
The look in her eyes was pleading and I nodded, “Sure, we’ll wait here.” The girl rushed off, the click of her heels echoing through the marbled hall. I watched her tight little ass sway away from me.
Rhonda coughed a little to get my attention. “Why don’t you go take a little tour. I think I’m going to have a little fun with that blonde hottie you got all worked up.”
“You sure? We could have fun together, babe?” I asked giving her a wink as I groped Laurie’s big tits. My new little sex genie simply moaned passively as if my every touch brought her maximum pleasure.
“I’m sure. There’s plenty of time for us to have fun together but right now, I just want to maximize our fun and go crazy, baby,” she said with a sultry tone. She gave me a little kiss then kissed Laurie as well. “I wish that receptionist would be out of her mind with lust at the sight of me for the next 24 hours.”
“Done, Mistress,” Laurie said. I sort of expected a nose twinkle or head bob but apparently no TV affectations were necessary for her magic to work.
Rhonda pulled up to me and stroked my hard cock. I was already picturing her and the blonde getting busy in the bathroom. “And I wish Thomas here would be as hard and horny as he wants to be from now on.”
“Mistress, I’m sorry…” Laurie said before glancing at me.
“Oh… that’s right. Fine… I wish that on myself,” I said and Laurie and Rhonda shared a smile. I felt my cock surge with arousal as I imagined all the good things to come. Rhonda gave me another quick kiss and hurried towards the bathroom and her soon-to-be conquest, as she was leaving, another sound caught my attention behind me. I turned and looked, as beautiful as the receptionist had been, the vision in front of me was way hotter. “Jocelyn?” I asked, and the woman smiled a gorgeous smile and nodded. Her long, dusky brown hair cascaded down her shoulders and across her breasts. She looked like she might be Hawaiian or something. Probably a mutt but that didn’t exactly do her justice.
“Mr. Lindsey,” she said extending her hand, “Oh… and I... Laurie?… I barely recognized you. You look beautiful. We’re so very sorry for your loss. We… we miss the late Mr. Lindsey very much. It’s been difficult here… without him.”
Laurie nodded but held my arm and pressed against me, “It’s fine. Thank you,” she said with a tight smile. Not surprisingly, she could act when she needed to.
“I thought Ms. Dori was here as well?” Jocelyn asked glancing around, noting the empty receptionist desk.
“Oh, something came up. She’ll join us later.”
“Sure thing. Follow me, Mr. Lindsey,” she said and motioned to the elevator.
“I… I don’t know a lot about the business and what we do here,” I said as Jocelyn led us to the massive silver doors. The elevator was every bit as expensive looking as the rest of the building.
“Well, here at Kvinnamulher, we do consulting work for a vast array of companies around the world. We’ve become experts in getting people to buy things and do things, you might say.”
“So it’s an advertising company?” I asked. I guess that made sense. Dad loved selling.
She laughed, “We do some consulting with advertising companies but it’s a lot more than that. We’re more like… well… you’ve heard of Cambridge Analytica?”
I vaguely recalled seeing something in the news a little while ago. I think it was related to all that Facebook Fake News Russian shit during the election or something. Not wanting to appear stupid, however, I just nodded knowingly. Jocelyn continued, “They were founded by an associate who stole some of our techniques. She sold them some databases and they reverse engineered some of what we do. They’re probably only 10% as effective but that’s still pretty good.”
“I see,” I said. I didn’t. I really didn’t have a chance to understand though. When the elevator doors opened, the sight that greeted me was pretty fucking distracting. There must have been a hundred girls in the building and every single one of them was stunning. “Uhmmm…”
“They’re very beautiful, right?” Jocelyn asked.
I knew a trap when I heard one. “Uhmm… sure… I hadn’t noticed,” I said trying my best to regain my composure while also avoiding tenting my pants. I was suddenly acutely aware of the single drawback to having a big cock.
Jocelyn laughed, “No need to apologize. Your father was a great fan of Alan Greenspan. He read his autobiography and was inspired. In the book, Mr. Greenspan talked about hiring mostly women not out of a sense of righteousness but cold capitalism. You could get the cream of the crop women in the 60s and pay them far less than comparably talented men.” She looked at me and I couldn’t help raking my eyes up and down her luscious body. I truthfully wasn’t really listening to whatever story my Dad had told her that she felt she needed to regurgitate to me. Instead, I was formulating the first wish I was going to make once she was in my office. “Your Dad realized that the only people less respected and less well paid than women were attractive women. So he staffed the company with his, ‘Bargain Beauties’ as he used to say.”
I chuckled, “Bargain Beauties… a little insulting isn’t it?”
“Nobody here is paid less than $100,000 a year. That receptionist downstairs? She’s got two doctorates and three patents and she’s only the receptionist because she has a lot of extra time while her code compiles. So if Mr. Lindsey wanted to joke about our relative affordability or our beauty, that was perfectly fine with us.”
At the mention of the receptionist, I once again felt my mind wander. If the show up here was any less spectacular, I might have wished myself downstairs with my girlfriend. Instead, I found myself weighing the possibility and finding the action upstairs surprisingly tempting. “Why don’t you show me to my office?” I asked. A whole fucking office full of hot chicks. And not dumb bimbos like Laurie. Smart, sexy little sluts grateful to have a high paying job. And I had a sex genie that would make sexual harassment a non-issue. I rubbed my hands together as we walked, imagining the possibilities.
We got to my office and I was blown away. We’d lead a good life at home but Dad had never been particularly ostentatious. Apparently that was only at home. His office was massive, way bigger than it needed to be. There were TVs lining the whole wall to my right. Two… no three famous paintings along with five original Jackson Pollacks along the wall on my left. I hadn’t realized where we were as we drove but looking out the glass window, I realized he had a perfect view of the beach. As I walked towards the window I looked out and my respect for the old man rose even more. He has a mega corporate empire worth millions, employs only hot girls AND built his corporate headquarters so that it overlooked the gorgeous white sands of a nudist beach.
I turned back around towards Jocelyn, “Laurie, I wish…” I never got the words out of my mouth. Jocelyn was on her knees looking up at me and was already reaching towards my fly.
“I did a lot of things for Mr. Lindsey. This was my favorite,” she said as she unzipped me and took me down her throat with a single swallow. I looked over at Laurie who had a dopey, subservient, happy look she’d been sporting since we bound her to the genie lamp. I probably looked kind of similar because I was getting the best hummer I’ve ever gotten. I thought Laurie’s blow jobs were great. And they were. But holy shit. Jocelyn took me straight to the back of her throat then guided my hands to her head and looked up at me with total submission. I started fucking her mouth and she just mumbled, “More.” So I gave the randy little slut more. I fucked her mouth harder and harder and she took every stroke without any difficulty.
When I finally came, I shot down her throat and she swallowed it all. Then she began spasming as I finished, twitching and moaning as my cock emptied a giant load into her belly. “MMmm… so good. I’ve missed that Lindsey cum. I haven’t gotten it since your Dad died and… well… Something told me you’d be just as special as he was.”
“What do you mean?” I asked as I zipped my pants up. The whole day had been surreal so the random, unwished for, blowjob was kind of in keeping with the theme.
“Something about you Lindsey men. I cum every time I get yours. And they’re the best orgasms imaginable. Now… should we go over the business?”
She was suddenly all business again, almost as if her insane declaration about my magical cum hadn’t even been made. I looked at Laurie who simply shrugged as Jocelyn clicked a button. The windows suddenly tinted themselves and the biggest TV flared to life with the company’s name emblazoned in crimson letters on it. We sat and listened to a thirty minute power point about… well… business shit I guess. Jocelyn made it almost sound interesting. I sat there and fingered Laurie while occasionally leaning over to make cruel wishes, “I wish your nipples had nice tight clamps on them.” That made her gasp loud enough that Jocelyn gave us a look before continuing.
“I wish there was a vibrating dildo in your cunt right now,” I said at one point. My fingers were suddenly displaced by a vibrating plastic shaft that I shoved further up her tight little fuck hole. Her eyes fluttered into the back of her head but she kept her composure this time.
“I wish you’d silently cum over and over again until Jocelyn finishes her presentation,” I told her and suddenly her body went rigid and her eyes closed. Her mouth was in an “O” of pleasure that nobody could really see because of the dim lights. She stayed like that for the last 15 minutes of the presentation, occasionally shaking or twitching but otherwise making no sounds.
“Thank you, Master,” she whispered to me seductively when it finally stopped. Damnit. I guess I’d have to be crueller to the bitch if she was really going to get her punishment.
“Any questions, Mr. Lindsey?”
“Yeah,” I said, “What can we do to help? I got the impression that the company was in some disarray since my Dad died. What did the old man do here?”
“He mostly just managed by walking around, kept the girls happy and working hard. And he glad handed all the clients. That’s what he really did. He was our best and only salesman,” she said somewhat wistfully. “In fact, there’s a party Friday night that it would be great if you could go to. Right the ship so-to-speak. Let the clients know that everything is fine.”
“And who are the clients?” I asked.
“Uhm… there will be,” she said, pausing as she looked at her iPad. “Three senators, seven congressmen, twelve fortune 500 CEOs, the Prime Minister of… oh… just India and the Secretaries of State and HHS.”
“What?”
“Health and Human Services,” she clarified unnecessarily.
“I think Thomas was simply surprised at the… calibre of the party,” Laurie said giving me a little wink. Apparently long drawn out orgasms made her pretty happy.
“Yeah, I’m sorry about that. It’s normally a bit more impressive roster but with your father dying, we’ve lost some of our bigger clients.”
I blinked and looked at Laurie. What the hell had my Dad really been doing?
She simply shrugged in return. “Can we meet some of the staff? I’d like to get to know everyone. At least the key personnel.”
“I’ve scheduled 1 on 1 staff meetings with the senior staff. They can brief you on the state of affairs. Is there anything else you need from me?”
I leaned over to Laurie, “I wish she’d spend the rest of the day imagining increasingly depraved fantasies about me.” Laurie smiled at me in acknowledgement. I thought I saw a little flick of Jocelyn’s eyes as the first mental image flitted through her mind. “I think that’s all. I’m ready to meet the staff.”
She nodded her head and walked away. You’d think I’d get tired of staring at hot little asses but apparently there’s no maximum limit to that visual. I sat down at my late father’s desk and sunk into the chair. It was an almost comically large leather chair. The kind of thing a supervillain might sit in as he stroked his evil cat. Or maybe his submissive pussy was a more appropriate metaphor? I looked down and chuckled. There was actually a recessed spot on the floor under the desk with a pillow placed in it. The purpose was clear.
“Laurie, get your hot little cock sucking lips down here and suck me off while I conduct these interviews.”
“Yes, Master,” the bubble headed bimbo said as she obediently crawled under the desk and began fishing out my cock. It was quickly engulfed and plunged down her throat. I sighed with pleasure as I let the sensations wash over me. I’m assuming most of you have never had your cock sucked by a magical being enchanted to bring maximum pleasure. I highly recommend it.
I looked down at the desk and noticed a row of five buttons dangling down from the rim of the desk on the right hand side. I picked one at random and pressed it. I heard a soft woosh but otherwise didn’t notice change. I glanced around before noticed a light shining from underneath the desk. Cock never leaving her mouth, I scooted back slightly to see that the front of the desk… the part that was obscuring Laurie’s slutty ministrations from casual onlookers, was now translucent and a light was now illuminating her beautiful form. If you wanted to showcase a girl sucking cock, this was definitely the way to do it.
I pressed the next button, pondering briefly how little about my Dad I knew. This one was more obvious. A section of the wall spun around like something out of a fucking Scooby Doo cartoon. Except instead of a secret lab, what was revealed was a whole wall full of Bondage gear. A cross with cuffs on it. A wild variety of whips, canes and other spanking tools. Dildos, vibrators, plugs and clamps. Dad was a seriously kinky fucker apparently.
The door buzzed, distracting me from further exploration and I quickly pressed the buttons hiding the kinky torture wall and Laurie. I scooted back into the desk, shoving my cock pleasantly down Laurie’s throat. The blonde slut simply moaned in happiness as I practically choked her on my shaft.
Jocelyn walked in with another woman. I shouldn’t have been surprised given what I’d been told and seen already but I couldn’t help but pick my jaw up off the floor a bit at the woman that walked in. She was absolutely stunning. Long brown hair, full lips and innocent doe eyes. I felt my cock surge harder which Laurie took like a champ. The newcomer was wearing a short, tight skirt and a jacket that didn’t appear to have a blouse underneath. Apparently the dress code at the office was “as sexy as you’d like”.
Jocelyn spoke first, “Thomas, this is Helen. She’s our head of legislative affairs.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lindsey.”
“Call me Thomas.”
“Oh, I couldn’t possibly, Sir. That would be far too familiar,” she said with a smile that belied the stiff formality implied by the words. “I won’t take too much of your time, I just wanted you to be aware. In the past couple of months there’s been a big push in the Senate to pass a bill that would limit the way we mine data out of social media sites.”
I had gleaned enough from the presentation earlier to understand that was bad, “What’s the impact if the bill gets passed?” I asked. My voice only slightly faltering as Laurie did something extraordinary with her tongue.
Helen raised an eyebrow but didn’t ask anything, instead she continued as if nothing had happened. “A big chunk of our business is reliant on that data. We’d be okay without it but we’d lose a bunch of small to mid-size clients.”
“We’d be pretty reliant on McSmythe-Patton,” Jocelyn added and Helen nodded. “They’d be our biggest client by far. Almost 20% of our business is what we project. Their CEO, Mr. McSmythe is a real piece of work. You should probably put him on your ‘List to talk to’ actually.”
“And I assume some of these Senators will be at the party?”
Jocelyn nodded and Helen smiled, “I’m glad you’ve got your father’s sharp mind. Yes. One Senator in particular will be there. He’s the deciding vote in getting the bill out of committee and he leads a small voting coalition that could sway 5 more votes our way in the broader Senate.”
I nodded. Laurie was making it hard to concentrate. “Anything else,” I choked out as Laurie sucked on my cock as if she was trying to actually make it come off.
“No. That’s the highlights from my area. Is there anything else we can do for you?” she said. It was an obvious line. A ridiculously transparent line. But there was insufficient blood in my brain to think straight. I simply shook my head and waved them away as I clutched the arms of the chair. Helen and Jocelyn stood and started walking away. I vaguely heard Helen said, “Just like his father,” as they walked out. I reached down and grabbed Laurie’s head, roughly shoving her down onto my cock and holding her there as the orgasm poured out of me. I shot rope after rope of cum down the slut genie’s throat. All she did was eagerly slurp it up as if it was mana from heaven. My head a little clearer, I pushed away from the desk as Laurie crawled out. She smoothed her skirt and took a seat on the couch on the far wall as Jocelyn knocked and came in with the next employee.
As with Helen, this one was stunning. This little piece was a real spinner. A blonde haired girl who couldn’t have been more than five feet. She looked like she was younger than me. Unlike Helen, she wasn’t wearing anything remotely like you’d expect to see in an office. She was wearing a ratty, cut-off t-shirt with several holes in it, a pair of ripped jeans and flip-flops.
“This is Brandi. She’s our CTO. She handles all of the technology which, for our company, is a big deal.”
“I can imagine. It seems like a big job for someone so young,” I asked as they sat down. The blonde’s firm tits strained against the T-shirt and I could see her hard nipples poking out at me.
“Your Dad had a lot of faith in me. He hired me after I got my Algorithmics doctorate even though I was only 18.”
“You got your doctorate when you were 18?” I asked, feeling a little ashamed of myself.
“My second. I got my doctorate in Software Engineering when I was 16 then went to MIT for the second one.”
I glanced at Jocelyn, “I told you. Everyone here is a genius, Thomas.”
“And beautiful,” I said without thinking. Brandi blushed cutely. “Sorry, that was inappropriate.”
“Oh no, Sir. It’s never inappropriate for you to complement an objective attribute of a subordinate,” Brandi said in a rush. This was a weird fucking place, I was finding.
“Uhmm… well… then you’re, without a doubt, one of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen.”
She blushed again and Jocelyn elbowed her, “Tell Mr. Lindsey what you need, Brandi.”
“Uhmm… well, Sir. I was hoping to get some research money to start spinning up a quantum computer team. We can increase our analytical capacity exponentially if we can get one built.”
“Aren’t all the big players already doing all this?” I asked, remembering the newscast I’d seen in my lawyer’s office.
Jocelyn and Brandi smiled at each other, “Sort of, Sir. We’re the subcontractor doing most of the work for Lockheed, D-Wave and Raytheon. We’ve got all three prototypes in the basement. If we let them fund the hardware, we can focus on the software side. That’s where all the power is anyways. Nobody knows how to even write this stuff yet,” she said in another excited rush. Her rapid speaking had the secondary affect of leaving her catching her breath. A sight that was almost as pleasant as watching Laurie choke down my cum minutes earlier.
“How much?” I asked, knowing that was the real question.
“1.5 should get us there, Sir?”
“1.5… million?” I asked.
She laughed, “No sir. $1.5 million won’t even cover the two researchers I’d need to bring in. $1.5 billion.”
I choked a little. “Can we afford that?” I asked looking at Jocelyn.
“Keep the Senator happy and we’ll be just fine,” she said with a smile.
“Okay, go ahead and get started, I guess. Uhmm… yeah,” I told her. My eyes flicked over to Laurie who was still staring at me with that dopey loving look. She seemed to only have two modes since I changed her. Adoration and lust. At least both looks looked good on her.
Jocelyn, on the other hand, was beaming with genuine happiness. She escorted Brandi out and turned back to me before leaving, “This is going very well, Mr. Lindsey. It’s so good to have someone back in charge and telling us what to do.”
“What was that all about?” I asked Laurie after the door closed. “Dad had some weird stuff going on. Did he ever talk about it with you?”
She shook her head, “He never even brought me here. I’d have been horribly jealous if he had. All these beautiful girls…”
“About that. Can you… you know… can you tell me if there’s any funny magic shit happening?”
“Of course, Master,” she said.
“Well… tell me then,” I instructed, slightly annoyed. I thought I’d made that clear.
“There’s magic all over this office, Master. And over almost every girl here. I’m guessing most of the women your father hired were improved with wishes. And any mortal woman who enters this building would be affected regardless.”
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t tell for certain, Master. But at first guess, I think this office makes women sexually compliant and horny… oh… and it increases their brains and beauty over time.”
Dad was a weird dude alright. A knock on the door interrupted us and Jocelyn brought another woman in. This was the oldest woman I’d seen but it made her no less stunning. She looked like she was in her late thirties or early forties. Like Helen, she was wearing a tight, sexy business suit that showed plenty of leg and cleavage. “Mr. Lindsey, this is Janice. She’s our head of HR.”
“Is that a busy job?”
“You’d be surprised, Sir,” she said formally as she sat down. “Given your father’s… proclivities… I’ve had to deal with more than a couple sexual harassment claims.”
“Really?” I said in genuine surprise. I mean, if I didn’t know about the sex genie, I’d have said, “Sure… seems right given all this hot ass walking around and the sex dungeon installed ten feet away,” but with a sex genie on hand, I found it difficult to square with what she was saying.
“Well, historically they weren’t that big a deal. He’d hit on someone at a party. They’d file a complaint. I’d set up a face to face and inevitably the late Mr. Lindsey would… come out on top as it were,” she said, letting the sexual innuendo hang for a moment. She was a lot more sultry than I would have thought a head of HR should be. “But about three or four months ago, he sort of… lost his mojo. I had to deal with a couple complaints on his trips to the London and Tokyo offices. And new hires have been slightly less… accommodating.”
What happened three or four months prior? That must have been when Dad freed his genie. I still didn’t understand why anyone would do that. I looked over at Laurie and tried to imagine why I’d ever free the little bitch. Even if I didn’t hate her for gold digging from my Father, I still would have a hard time passing up the magically obedient perfect bimbo.
I turned back to Janice who was simply staring at me, “I don’t think I’ll have that problem, right Laurie?”
“No, Master,” she said. I winced but Jocelyn and Janice simply smiled.
“Sorry… we have a sort of… thing.”
Jocelyn laughed, “It’s not the first time a Lindsey man had a submissive in the office.”
Janice laughed as well, “Probably not the last either. Something must run in the family. Does his… ?” Janice asked trailing the question off in embarrassment.
“Cum make you cum? Oh yeah,” Jocelyn said, licking her lips as she remembered our encounter earlier.
“Well then, I don’t think there will be any problems, Sir. So let’s get down to it. Are there any new hires you want?”
“Uhmm… Brandi said something about two researchers,” I said, unsure what she was asking.
“No, sir. I meant… uhmm… pardon me… special hires?”
“I’m not sure I follow.” I was genuinely confused.
“The late Mr. Lindsey liked a certain type of girl to accompany him on trips. He had a thing for… well… slightly bubble headed blonde bimbos.”
“Yeah… I noticed,” I said looking at Laurie. I guess my dad had a type. Although at least the whole company wasn’t filled with them.
“I’d be happy to acquire your… type, sir?” she said.
“Uhmm… let me think about that,” I told her and she simply nodded and made a note.
“Any special instructions for the staff?”
“Uhh… no… just keep plugging along I guess?” Another scribble in the pad.
“Any dress code changes? Or special requests.”
“Dress code?”
“Since your Dad died, we’ve been working on ‘Free dress’ which just means you can wear whatever you want. But your father would change the dress code when he felt like something different or an important client was coming in. Business casual, casual, slutty casual, lingerie, nude, etc.”
My mouth nearly hit the floor, “Nude?” I asked. "I could order the whole office to work in the nude?"
Janice nodded, “Yes, Sir. Whatever you want. And don’t forget the special days. The staff really gets into that.”
“Like Halloween,” I asked.
“That’s the big one but we all really enjoyed French Maid Friday or Topless Tuesday,” Janice said.
Jocelyn added helpfully, “Don’t forget Manacled Monday. Mr. Lindsey really enjoyed watching us try to type with handcuffs on.”
I couldn’t help myself, “And this didn’t bother anyone?”
Janice actually considered it for a second, “Now that I think about it… No. Not really until the last few weeks when i got a couple complaints from London and Tokyo. But there haven’t been many complaint here at this location. I think we’re all just glad to have these jobs and we all really appreciate Mr. Lindsey.”
Dad made some seriously clever wishes. My respect for the old man was skyrocketing by the minute.
“So I pretty much have free reign, right?” I said, finally understanding. Things were going to get REAL interesting around here.
Comments
Nope. You found it ;)
J B
Kvinnamulher - seems to translate to "Woman Woman" swedish/portugese portmanteau? Or is there some other meaning hiding in there?
They're pretty loose but they have a couple very specific rules. The content rules are relatively straightforward (adults only, no beast/necro, etc). Some of their other rules are more annoying (can't plug your website, for example). They're not always clear on what's wrong though (I had one kicked back twice for "formatting" which wasn't super helpful). Hopefully you can get it worked out. The forums are a pretty good resource if you need help (or just send me a PM and I'll take a glance and let you know what's wrong).
J B
Awesome! I've put together a couple stories and had 'em bounced thus far. Starting to slowly feel out their publishing specs, since they appear all to be subjective and only stored in one person's head. Glad you're not having those problems.
No... I was waiting on an offer to illustrate it but it doesn't look like it'll pan out so I put it up the other day. Probably goes live tonight or this weekend.
J B
Troubles getting this pubbed on Lit?
Good stort
