Hungry after a successful hunt, Michelle made her way through the
corridors of her palace, closely followed by her two most loyal
servants holding her newest prize.
Shortly she arrived at a door and opened it.
Inside was a large room, gleaming with golden drapery and
embroidery wherever possible. All over the heavily-cushioned
floor and bed were many different girls. The majority of them
wore the bedlah Michelle had given them which consisted of
translucent silk harem pants, a fringed and bejeweled belt curved
down to a point at the crotch, a translucent silk bra,
translucent silk sleeves, gold bracelets, a collar with a name
engraved, a translucent silk face veil, and a bejeweled headband.
Some of them also wore socks of various lengths, a permitted
luxury, and some also elected not to wear particular items of the
bedlah, a few even going nude (though the collars always stayed
on). The clothes and makeup of each girl were colored differently
to make things a little less confusing.
Two of the girls, one in full sky blue bedlah and the other in
dark red bedlah without the pants or bra but with thighhigh
socks, quickly approached Michelle at the entrance.
The girl in dark red, whom Michelle named Housewench, began to
take Michelle's gold high-heeled shoes off her yellow thighhigh
socked feet.
"Cuddleslut," Michelle addressed the girl in sky blue, stroking
her cheek with a yellow elbow gloved hand. "I'm hungry."
Cuddleslut nodded and walked to the back of the room, where the
bath was, and bent her face down to it, lifting her veil to
collect the thick white substance in her mouth. Then, rising and
still holding her veil, she went back to Michelle to give a
feeding kiss.
Housewench was done taking off Michelle's shoes, and she moved
aside to set them down as Michelle walked into the room, pressing
against Cuddleslut and hungrily drinking from her mouth. It
didn't take long for Michelle to ingest what Cuddleslut had
carried, but she continued kissing and held an arm out as a
command to Housewench. Housewench moved behind Michelle, then,
and took off her pale yellow trench coat, revealing Michelle's
naked torso.
Bereft of her coat, Michelle pushed Cuddleslut to the cushioned
floor and fell on top of her.
"Are you ready to serve me, loveslave?" Michelle breathed.
"Yes, Mistress," Cuddleslut whispered, moving to take off her
bra.
"Good," Michelle said, lowering her mouth to one of Cuddleslut's
tits. She began to suckle it, and Cuddleslut hugged her and
gasped.
After a little while, Michelle raised her flushed face and smiled
at Cuddleslut, who looked back at her with a blushing look of
innocence and arousal.
"Cuddleslut," Michelle whispered, moving her hand under
Cuddleslut's belt and pants. "You're my favorite."
Cuddleslut immediately moaned and quivered in orgasm, and
Michelle kissed her on the lips again. Then Michelle got up and
sat on Cuddleslut's face, planting her cunt against Cuddleslut's
open mouth.
"All right," Michelle murmured, her eyes closed in pleasure.
"Come to me, cunts."
A mouth latched onto one of Michelle's tits. Then another on the
other one. Then after that, hands and mouths and cunts crowded
her, touching every available part of her, all the while
Cuddleslut licked and suckled her cunt. Two girls were trying to
kiss Michelle's lips, others were sucking and licking her neck,
and there were even girls rubbing their wet cunts on her arms and
legs. Her socks and gloves, she knew, would end up very wet, but
she didn't mind, and in fact was turned on by it.
All around her were moans and whimpers and gasps, along with the
scents of their juices and sweat.
Michelle let the sensations and sounds and smells wash over her.
It was like a cleansing ritual she underwent each day, and it
never got old.
Before long, Michelle's body shook and she gasped as she reached
climax. Some of the girls around her face backed away, though the
rest kept doing what they were doing until Michelle bid them
stop.

Satisfied for now, Michelle dismissed the girls and got off
Cuddleslut, whose face and veil were completely wet with pussy
juice. For that matter, Michelle was soaked in sweat and saliva
and pussy juice, and her hair stuck to her. She rubbed her wet
gloves around her body, enjoying the feeling, before noticing the
servants still standing at the door.
"Oh," Michelle said, walking to them. "I forgot about you."
They, unlike the harem girls, wore kneehigh cut out high-heeled
boots made of spiraling gold rings and a kind of yellow backless
dress without a skirt (which looked like a cropped top shirt with
a long knee-length piece of fabric going down the front). These
servants, being absolutely obedient, had not even moved their
hands to rub their cunts, which were dripping heavily, obeying
Michelle's order to firmly hold the prize.
The prize was a tied-up girl, wearing black bike shorts and a
light orange camisole. She'd been originally wearing sandals, but
they had fallen off somewhere along the way.
The girl was now staring at Michelle, looking frightened and
confused.
"My name's Michelle, though you may call me Mistress, and this is
my harem," Michelle said to her. "Soon, you may become a part of
it."
Michelle looked the girl over for a moment, then she noticed a
wet spot on her shorts. She pressed a finger to the wet area, and
the girl let out a tiny groan.
"N-no, don't do that," the girl stammered, struggling against her
bindings and captors in vain.
"Just relax," Michelle murmured, putting two of her fingers into
her own cunt to get them wet. Then she put them into the girl's
mouth. "You'll be my lovebitch soon enough."
Michelle pulled the girl's shorts to her knees and inhaled the
familiar scent of wet pussy, which pervaded the room behind her
already. Then she pressed her mouth against the girl's cunt and
put her tongue in.
The girl made a muffled cry against Michelle's fingers.
"Mm, sweet," Michelle breathed, lifting her head. "Doesn't it
feel good, baby?"
The girl only whimpered, and Michelle went back to licking her
cunt. She noticed that the girl was no longer struggling, and was
merely making whimpers and moans, which was really making
Michelle want her.
Eventually, Michelle could no longer stand it. She raised her
head and took her fingers out of the girl's mouth, immediately
putting the fingers into her cunt.
"Put her down," Michelle commanded. "The floor. I want her now."
The servants, leaving a trail of their own pussy juice, went into
the room and set the girl on the cushioned floor.
Michelle went to the floor and pressed her body against the
girl's. Her protruding breasts pressed against the girl's
almost-flat chest under her camisole.
"Okay," Michelle breathed. "You're going to please me, right now,
okay?"
The girl stared at her with tearful eyes and whimpered
indecisively.
"When I was licking your cunt," Michelle insisted, "didn't you
like it?"
"I... I don't know..." the girl whispered.
"Breathe deeply," Michelle told her, moving a hand down to the
girl's cunt. "Relax, and stop thinking about what's happening.
Just feel it."
The girl whimpered again, but this time with parted lips.
"Yes..." Michelle murmured, lowering her mouth to the girl's. "It
feels good. We both want to feel good."
They kissed, then, as Michelle rubbed the girl's cunt. After a
moment, Michelle broke the kiss, breathing heavily.
The girl looked at her, now, confused and frightened, but also
flushed with embarrassed arousal.
"Now... I'm going to undo your bindings," Michelle whispered.
"You're going to stay where you are, relaxed, and we will please
each other. Do you understand?"
The girl nodded nervously.
"Good girl," Michelle told her.
Michelle then undid the bindings around the girl's wrists and
ankles, and while she was at it she took off the girl's shorts,
and the girl did not attempt to do anything.
"Sit up," Michelle then said.
The girl obeyed as Michelle lifted the girl's left leg and slid
into the opening with her own left leg lifted, and they were
scissored together. Michelle then hugged the girl, tapping her
back. Recognizing the signal, one of the harem girls came over
and sat behind the girl, pressing her tits against the girl's
back.
"She's just here to support you," Michelle explained, pressing
her cunt against the girl's, eliciting a soft moan in response.
"You ready, baby?"
The girl only whimpered, and Michelle lifted her camisole enough
so that their bare tits touched. Then Michelle embraced her
tightly and started to grind her cunt against the girl's.
"Ah... ah..." the girl cried, blushing furiously. Michelle pushed
her mouth against the girl and kissed her hungrily, sucking on
her tongue and muted moaning. The girl hesitantly wrapped her
arms around Michelle, returning the hug.
Then Michelle felt the girl moving on her own, their cunts
pushing together in synchronization, and she knew that she had
the girl now. This was the moment when the prize was truly
captured.
Soon enough, the girl let out a long series of moans and
shuddered, and Michelle, who had been holding back her own
orgasm, let herself finish as well.
Afterward, Michelle broke the kiss and they rested their heads
against each other, breathing heavily.
"Very good," Michelle said between breaths. "You liked it?"
The girl's eyes looked into Michelle's, her eyes still marked
with fearful confusion.
"It's okay to like it," Michelle assured her. "If you like it,
that means it's a good thing. Why else would you like it?"
The girl looked down, thinking about that.
"Do you like me?" Michelle asked.
The girl's eyes returned to Michelle's, alarmed and indecisive.
Then she gulped and nodded ever so slightly.
Michelle smiled and kissed her again. "I like you too. Very much.
I like all my girls. And I want you to be one of them. I want you
to be mine."
The girl gulped again and stared at her, unsure how to respond.
"There's nothing to worry about," Michelle said. "Everyone here
is happy and comfortable. All you ever need to do is make love,
or whatever trivial thing I want. But I'm not demanding. I
promise, you won't regret being here, with me."
The girl stared at her some more, then nodded slightly again.
"Good girl," Michelle said, releasing the girl from her hug and
glancing around. "Cuddleslut. Take my new girl to the seamstress.
For color I'm thinking... orange-yellow. Amber."
"Yes, Mistress," Cuddleslut said.
Cuddleslut held her hand out to the girl, who took it. Cuddleslut
then helped her up and the two of them left the room.
Michelle fell with her back onto the floor. She took the girl's
bike shorts and dropped them on her face, then made a waving
motion.
Someone came over and started licking Michelle's cunt as she
rested, drinking in the scent of the girl's pussy.
She decided, after a while, that she would name the girl
Sweetcunt.

It was a couple days later that the Master came.
Michelle was in the harem, lying on the floor with Cuddleslut
cuddling with her and Sweetcunt--dressed in amber bedlah--sucking
her cunt, when she suddenly heard one of her servants screaming.
Everyone, including Michelle who sat up, turned their heads to
the door.
There was one of Michelle's servants, standing there and staring
with a dripping pussy at the Master.
The Master was holding another servant, the other of the two
stationed at the door, and had pushed her cunt down onto his
giant cock. As the servant's stomach bulged with the cock
entering her, her screaming died down to choked grunting sounds.
Michelle watched this for a moment as her surprise turned into
lust.
"I didn't tell you to stop," Michelle murmured.
Sweetcunt turned her head back, hesitantly, and went back to
sucking Michelle's cunt.
Michelle sat up to get a better view, and indicated that
Cuddleslut hug her from behind. Thus situated, Michelle stroked
Sweetcunt's head while she watched one of her servants have her
pussy broken.
After a little while of thrusting up into the servant's chest,
the Master slowed his movements as his cock began to erupt. The
servant quickly became swollen as cum filled her insides. The
Master held her like that for a moment, then took her off his
cock and set her on the ground, where she quickly leaked out a
pool of cum.
Michelle reached her orgasm at this point.
Without missing a beat, the Master grabbed the other servant and
pushed his cock straight down her throat.
The Master fucked her throat briefly, then pulled out and took
her garment to wipe the wetness from his cock.
He placed the tip of his cock against the servant's open mouth
for a kiss, then proceeded to piss into it. Her mouth quickly
filled, despite her attempts to swallow, and streams dripped from
her mouth onto her body. The Master pulled back a little, and his
piss went into her face and hair before he was finished.
Then the Master walked into the room to Michelle, and Michelle
found his cock right in front of her face as he stopped above
Sweetcunt.
"Master..." Michelle whispered, staring at the cock hungrily.
"It's... a pleasant surprise."
The cock pressed against her lips, and Michelle immediately
kissed the tip lovingly as the Master rubbed her head.
"You have girls for me," the Master murmured.
"Mmhm," Michelle responded as she suckled, looking up at him. She
could still taste his fluids and was feeling another orgasm
coming along.
"I see you have a new girl," the Master said.
"Mmhm," Michelle agreed. She pat Sweetcunt's head affectionately.
"We'll have to have a session," the Master decided.
The Master moved away from Michelle's desiring mouth and reached
down to pick up Sweetcunt's legs.
Sweetcunt looked up at Michelle, questioning.
"Relax, sweetie," Michelle told her as the Master situated his
cock against Sweetcunt's sweet cunt. "You're going to feel very
good in a moment."
Sweetcunt's harem pants and hymen were torn as the Master pushed
his cock into her. Sweetcunt's resulting muffled screams against
Michelle's cunt made her climax again.
As the Master fucked Sweetcunt relentlessly, he gave other harem
girls meaningful looks, and they came over to caress and kiss
him.
Then, as Michelle's shudders subsided, she felt something push
against her cunt. She realized, with amazement, that the Master's
cock had gone all the way through Sweetcunt and was now in her
mouth. She had stopped screaming a while ago.
"Yes, please Master," Michelle gasped. "Please a little further,
please..."
The Master went a little further, and the cock entered Michelle's
pussy.
"Oh... yes..." Michelle breathed as her cunt was fucked by the
tip.
Then, just as Michelle was about to climax again, the Master
suddenly pulled his cock back. Still deep in Sweetcunt's body,
the Master pumped cum into her.
Desperate for her impending orgasm, Michelle ground her cunt
against Sweetcunt, who had apparently passed out. Her attempts
weren't good enough, however, and eventually the Master set
Sweetcunt down, off his cock, so that cum dripped out of her
pussy.
"Master, please," Michelle whimpered, rubbing her soaked clit
urgently. "I need it. Please fuck me."
The Master moved over and picked Michelle up, but he placed her,
with her back against his chest, down onto the base of his cock
so that she straddled it.
It wasn't what she wanted, but the warmth of his cock against her
cunt was enough to make her orgasm once again. She put her hands
on his cock for support as she shuddered violently against it.
The Master then picked up the nearest girl, who happened to be
Housewench, and pushed her down onto his cock to fuck her.
Housewench moaned then grunted as her stretched pussy slid up and
down the cock.
Michelle placed her chest against the cock and wrapped her limbs
around it, so that her face was right the action. Every thrust,
Housewench's cunt would come right up to Michelle, and she would
attempt to lick it.
Then the Master pushed Housewench down further, and her legs
bumped into Michelle's arms. The Master picked up Michelle, then,
and put her right on top of Housewench's body, so that their tits
and cunts touched. Then he took them both in his hands and
continued fucking Housewench, so that Michelle was always in the
same relative place atop her.
Michelle wrapped her limbs around Housewench and kissed her,
enjoying the feeling of the Master's cock sliding across her body
as it bulged inside Housewench.
It didn't take long for the cock to start twitching, and Michelle
felt her body lifting as Housewench inflated with cum.
The Master held up Michelle again, and dropped Housewench onto
the floor. He then grabbed another girl and pressed her onto his
cock and placed Michelle atop her, to do the same thing.

Scene: A harem adorned with gold. Several harem girls crowd
around a naked man, who is holding two girls on his penis. One of
them has the penis inside her vagina, while the other is lying on
top of the first one, kissing her. Near the foreground are two
prone harem girls in pools of semen. In the background, at the
door, are two servant girls, one lying in a pool of semen, the
other lying against a wall covered in urine.

Hours later, the Master had finished with every girl in the harem
except for Michelle.
Cuddleslut, who had been the last girl, was just dropped onto the
floor by the Master. The Master set Michelle down along his
shaft, and she hugged it to her body tightly as she rested,
breathless and covered in sweat.
The Master, who never seemed to tire, started to walk out of the
room of girls and cum.
He made his way downstairs, to the dungeon, and went in. This was
where Michelle kept the prisoners she had promised to the Master.
The two girls inside looked up, frightened, as the door opened.
They were apparently mother and daughter. The mother wore black
flats, black thighhigh stockings (partly hidden by her skirt), a
black knee-length skirt, and a gray dress shirt. The daughter
wore pink tennis shoes, red kneehigh socks, black short shorts, a
white tank top, and a red unzipped jacket.
"Oh, god," the mother whispered. She hugged her daughter to her
and wept.
"Here they are," Michelle said, reluctantly getting off the
Master's cock. "I hope they please you, Master."
The Master walked over to the mother and daughter.
"Please," the mother pleaded. "Let my daughter go. I'll do
anything you want, just let her go..."
"Do you really think you can please the Master by yourself?"
Michelle asked sardonically.
"I'll... do whatever it takes," the mother said.
"All right, go ahead and try," Michelle told her. "She has to
watch, though."
The mother didn't say anything, merely hugged her daughter more
tightly and cried into her hair.
"Come on," Michelle said, walking over. "Give her to me."
"Y... you'll let her go, right?" the mother asked, looking up.
"If the Master decides you're good enough," Michelle said.
"Frankly, I doubt it. But he is fair and just."
The mother leaned to her daughter, then, and whispered something
to her. The little girl nodded, and they came apart. Michelle
hugged the girl from behind possessively.
"O-okay," the mother breathed, turning to look with teary eyes at
the Master's cock, which was currently pointed at her neck.
She put her hands on the head and lifted it to her open mouth.
She then proceeded to suckle the tip, eyes closed, as she stroked
the sides of the cock.
"So fucking hot," Michelle whispered, stroking the daughter's
stomach. "Don't you want to be used by the Master's cock?"
The daughter didn't reply, except to push away Michelle's
stroking hand.
"Oh, feisty little fucktoy, aren't you?" Michelle murmured,
hugging her more tightly. "I can't wait to see the Master destroy
your kiddie cunt."
The mother had her mouth opened as wide as she could open it, but
still could only take in part of the tip. She suckled in this
manner for a while before pulling back to breathe deeply for a
moment.
"It's s-so big," the mother sniffled, rubbing her hands along the
sides desperately. "I... I wish I could t-take more of it...
M-Master."
Shortly the mother suckled the tip again, this time reaching down
to pull down black panties underneath her skirt. She lifted a leg
to get out of the panties, which fell down around the shoe of her
other leg. Then she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a black bra
which she quickly took off.
She put her hands along the cock again and moved her head up
again.
"Th-this is good, right?" the mother pleaded as she rubbed. "I...
I really like your... cock."
As always, the Master simply watched impassively.
The mother then pulled the cock down a little more and pressed
her body against it, her open shirt and hitched up skirt allowing
her to rub her tits and cunt against the cock.
"It's so warm," she said, moving her body up and down as she
hugged the cock to her. "Very... comfortable. I hope you... like
my body."
"Your mom's a good whore," Michelle said, now stroking the
daughter's crotch. "She's already falling in love with the
Master's big cock."
"Shut up," the daughter muttered.
"Hey," Michelle said, feeling a slight dampness in the daughter's
shorts. "You're getting wet. I bet you can't wait for the Master
to start fucking your slutty mom, huh?"
"Shut up!" the daughter cried. She suddenly started to struggle
and push against Michelle.
This was quickly put to a stop when the Master reached over and
picked up both of them.
The mother watched fearfully as the Master sat them both on the
base of his cock, with Michelle's naked cunt and the daughter's
moist shorts pressed against it.
"Behave," the Master said quietly.
The mother continued her efforts, not daring to protest against
the new arrangement. As she did, however, the cock began to rise,
lifting her up into the air. She had to hug the cock tightly to
avoid falling off or sliding down into her daughter.
"Your mom's not doing too bad," Michelle commented, putting her
hand down the daughter's shorts and the panties underneath. The
pussy she felt was wet. "She's not doing good enough though."
The mother was awkwardly trying to turn around now, so that she
longer faced her daughter being molested by Michelle. Eventually
she managed, and she climbed up along the cock and put her mouth
onto the tip again, rubbing the cock with her whole body and
moaning.
"Don't you wish you could play with the Master's cock like that?"
Michelle asked, rubbing the daughter's cunt.
The daughter didn't reply, but Michelle could hear her breathing
heavily now, and she had given up on struggling.
Michelle leaned over and sucked on the girl's neck. She also
rubbed her cunt along the Master's cock.
"No... stop it," the daughter mumbled. She was trembling.
"It's okay to like it," Michelle breathed into the girl's ear.
"Look. Your mom likes it. I definitely like it. The Master knows
how to make us feel good. Is that so bad?"
"Please... don't..." the daughter whimpered. She was now moving
her cunt up and down along Michelle's fingers.
Michelle went back to sucking her neck, and the daughter
continued to whimper wordlessly.
Time passed, with the mother still trying to suck and rub the
Master's cock.
The daughter reached her climax, which made Michelle also, and
the two of the shook against the Master's cock.
The Master suddenly picked up the daughter, out of Michelle's
grip, and moved her up to the tip of his cock.
"Looks like you failed," Michelle said brightly as the mother
lifted her head to see her daughter's wet crotch.
"No, please!" the mother cried. "I can do it! I just need..."
The Master pushed the daughter onto his cock, tearing through the
fabric of her shorts and panties. Her cunt stretched open and
bled as the tip went into her. She screamed piercingly, tears
flowing.
"Stop it!" the mother shrieked. "You're going to kill her! I beg
you, fuck me instead!"
"Mommy!" the daughter cried, the cock pushing into her and making
a bulge in her belly. "Mommy... m..." Then she grunted and was
silent, her eyes wide with an empty expression.
"No..." the mother whispered.
"Don't be silly," Michelle said, crawling up behind her. "The
Master isn't going to kill her."
The mother was quiet, she only stared as her daughter's body
stretched around the giant cock.
The entire head of the cock made it into her, stretching her
stomach out, and the Master stopped pushing.
"Keep pleasing him," Michelle told her. "Or else he'll fuck her
deeper."
Coming out of her stupor, the mother rubbed her body against the
cock and licked the area beneath the head that was covered by her
daughter's bleeding cunt.
Michelle helped by rubbing her own cunt along the shaft, and it
wasn't long before she felt the cock twitching against her cunt.
The daughter's belly inflated as loads of cum pumped into her
womb. Her mother wept quietly as she watched.
Then the Master pulled the daughter off and dropped her on the
floor. The mother watched her daughter leak out cum when suddenly
she was lifted up and shoved onto the Master's cock.
The mother didn't scream like her daughter, only making a
startled gasp as the Master forced her up and down his cock,
making a bulge in her chest as he pushed her much further than he
did her daughter.
Michelle only continued to rub her body along the shaft, and
found herself climaxing yet again when the Master's cock twitched
once more. The mother inflated like her daughter did as she was
filled up.
When the Master was done, he set the mother down atop her
daughter.

"So... you enjoyed them, Master?" Michelle asked.
In answer, the Master gave her her reward: her own turn on his
cock.
He pushed Michelle onto the tip, and she cried in ecstasy as her
cunt stretched open.
"Oh, Master... I've waited so long for this," she moaned. "I...
hah... I'm glad you like them."
The Master let Michelle move herself up and down his cock and
picked up the mother and daughter, one in each of his hands, and
made his way out of Michelle's palace.
"Oh, you're... taking me... to your home..." Michelle gasped. "I
hope you... use me well... oh, fuck, yes."

When the Master arrived at his home, he dropped the mother and
daughter, still leaking out cum, onto the floor for someone to
take care of. Then he went into his room, where his Wife greeted
Michelle with a warm kiss. His Wife then went onto the bed, and
the Master pressed Michelle's face onto her cunt. He then
proceeded to fuck Michelle relentlessly.
The Master was so pleased with Michelle that it was another day
before Michelle returned to her palace, completely filled and
covered with cum and piss, and thoroughly satisfied.