3 months later

Edited by:eb18

3 months later...

“This is what it must feel like to be the king of the world,” I said as I looked out the window of Miyuki's office.

The lights of the buildings in front of me spread out like a cloud of stars twinkling in the darkness.

It was a breathtaking sight, something I never thought I would experience quite like this.

A sense of pride came over me. How long had it taken me to get here? How much hardship had I gone through?

I still remember sleeping in that old wreck I called a car, yet here I sit appreciating this view... with the pleasure of company.

Reflected in the glass were figures moving behind me. I concentrated on the person currently servicing me. I reached out my hand and stroked Miyuki's head who was licking me down there with total abandon like a happy puppy dog.

Responding to the touch Miyuki rubbed her head against my outstretched palm in search of her Master's warmth.

Below me was the once-strong woman who oversaw one of the most important business conglomerates. After a few months of my guidance, she had become the best in her field:

She had become the best pussy licker.

Miyuki purred at my touch, dressed in a race queen outfit, a skimpy bodysuit that showed off her bare thighs from the waist downwards in a V-shape to her crotch, complemented by thigh high heels. Despite bearing her ass to the world outside, the flesh pressed up against the fogged up glass she had not stopped touching herself.

My long brown fingers began to trace around the circumference of her lips until I prodded to let them enter her mouth. Miyuki wasted no time sucking on them, sending me a seductive look with her eyes and my fluids dripping from her face.

She knew this would drive me crazy. I smiled at her to show her I was pleased by her performance as I stroked her cheek with my thumb. Right now, I was Lily. I had been possessing her more often since I had discovered that I had varying levels of compatibility with different people.

Lily just turned out to be too comfortable to leave out. It was like she was custom-made for me.

When I was in her it was easy for me sometimes to forget my original identity because she had become an extension of myself, her body drawing me in magnetically whenever I hovered close. Even without my prompting her instincts were coloured by sexual desire, looking to be satisfied in ways that I had to resist to indulge or suffer arousing suspension from those close to her.

I lost myself in that thought as I guided Miyuki’s head back to my pussy.

As her tiny tongue circled and flicked in the right places again, creating a seal whenever she alternated between sucking my clit, I moved my eyes back to the depraved act that was going on behind.

Watching the faint silhouettes dancing in the reflection of the glass, wet, muffled sounds filled the room as the soft ripples of pleasure travelled through my favourite body.

I slowly swivelled my throne (office chair) around as Miyuki crawled across the floor without taking her mouth away from my lower lips and proudly watched the lascivious landscape.

On the couch, Eveline passionately kissed Jessica, voraciously engulfing her lips. Oddly, Jessica seemed impassive, more detached from the situation, a look of disinterest schooling her features besides the obvious flush of her face.

Eveline was on top of her daughter pressing her huge tatas against Jessica’s comparatively smaller but still impressive pair.

Eveline's hands were bound close to her head as instructed, fingers interlocked, preventing her from exploring Jessica’s body further.

Though **** to maximise her pleasure, Eveline stuck her tongue down Jessica’s throat, kissing her cheeks, face, and neck without finesse.

Jessica did not react to all this. Not because she did not want to, but because she was simply incapable.

I had decided to seal Jessica’s personality and turn her into a living doll.

I made this decision after I got Antonella as a ****. She was my ideal vision for a pet, so Jessica was displaced from her position.

Instead of letting her go, being the noble soul that I was, I decided to give her a new duty I thought she could flawlessly embody.

After making her quit her job, because dolls don't need one, she assumed the new role she was given becoming a living sex toy.

Her original personality wasn't much fun anyway.

I delighted in introducing a more fanciful personality into her empty little head.

A curious observation was that, even though I had turned her into a blank canvas her body was still aroused as normal. I was she got turned on even faster now than before based on the pitch and labour of her breathing.

“Haha, I guess you can't just suppress something as primal as arousal.”

A hot sigh escaped from my mouth at Miyuki's skills. Was there anything this woman couldn’t do with just a little direction?

Enjoying the electrifying sensation coursing through me, I lifted my index finger from the armrest.

Jessica unflinching raised her free arm that had been lying limping on the floor, jerking slightly at the outside control. Like a puppet on attached to a string, I directed her arm up, palm fully open.

Eveline totally oblivious, hadn’t noticed the arm that had been raised above her.

As I was revelling in the pleasure of preparing for my fourth orgasm of the night, I lowered my finger. Jessica’s hand flew at full speed towards her mother's bare cheeks.

Eveline gave a pitiful moan after the spanking; I could see with satisfaction how the lips of her pussy spasmed and gushed love juice out of her.

She looked up giving me a pleading look. She wanted to touch herself and was seeking my permission.

But I just grinned playfully and shook my head.

Letting out another pitiful moan, she went back to her work of kissing Jessica.

I was amazed at how Eveline hadn't ignored my command and started masturbating. After months of training, she had turned her body into a sex machine, always horny and ready for sex, with a pussy that was super sensitive and could orgasm at the faintest touch. I certainly hadn’t taken any shortcuts with finetuning Eveline's body.

I looked away from Jessica and Eveline and focused on Kyoko. She was Emily in the corner of the room, lying on the carpet. Emily was Miyuki’s secretary. So, naturally, I converted as she was close to her boss, attending to her daily personal needs. Of course, she was also a beauty that had caught my eye, with her exotic Middle Eastern flair and slime stature like Kyoko’s.

Speaking of Kyoko, she was bound and gagged, dressed in a pink and white maid's uniform with her long, silky black hair tied in two long ponytails. The outfit left little to the imagination, playing up the lewdness of her body, displayed by the frilled laced microskirt and tube top she was wearing, adorned by bow and knee-length stockings that squeezed her legs tantalisingly.

On her legs and wrists were a pair of stuffed handcuffs that restricted her movements. Her face was covered by a gag and a pink sleep mask that matched her erotic cosplay.

Drool dripped from the edges of her mouth as muffled screams of pleasure. Next to her was Emily, dressed in a blue and black mini-dress that showed off trim abs. Where Kyoko’s hair was tied up and styled, Emily’s long black hair ran down her back.

Her Iranian features warped into a sadistic smile as she spoke to Kyoko.

“Oh, Miss Kyoko, you want to cum, don't you?~”

Kyoko embarrassed and deprived of most of her senses squealed and bit her lip at the prospect. After being edged to the point of **** she eagerly nodded in the direction she thought Emily was.

If one were to look closer at Emily's hand one would see a small car key-sized remote.

Pointing it at Kyoko's panties, Emily tapped the top button a couple of times and continued talking.

“Tell me, Miss Kyoko, are you close? Should I give you sweet, sweet release?~”

Kyoko didn't have time to answer as her back began to arch in anticipation of an orgasm.

Emily licked her plump lips and with a satisfied grin hit the off button.

The faint buzzing sound coming from Kyoko's pussy stopped.

Kyoko groaned in frustration as her back fell back to the carpet.

Drool was still coming out and a bit of mucus was coming out of her nose as her chest rose and fell slowly.

Emily laughed out loud, she had been denying Kyoko her orgasm for the last 3 hours, excelling in her role as a dominatrix.

I had discovered that Emily had a depraved side that was quite fun to watch.

“Come on Miss Kyoko, let's start again from the beginning. If you beg properly like a good whore, perhaps I’ll consider letting you finally cum,” Emily set the vibrator to the lowest possible vibration.

For Kyoko's sensitive pussy this was already an unbearable ****.

I was having fun watching Kyoko squirm like a worm when I saw Antonella come into the office.

She was wearing a gold-coloured thong, and her nipples were covered by star-shaped silver pasties.

In her hand, she was holding a martini that I had ordered.

“Master Billy? Here is your martini” she said as she handed me the glass and knelt.

I took a small sip and asked, “Did the interns say anything to you when they saw you walk by the office like that?” Setting the glass down I went back to petting Miyuki's head.

With her puppy dog look fixed on me she replied with a cute gesture, “Mmm.... it looked like they saw a fastasma, haha”.

Softly laughing at her answer, I asked again, “And did you care?”

Without taking her eyes off me and Antonella frowned slightly.

“Does Master Billy care?”

“No,” I replied dryly, sipping my drink.

“Then it's not my job to care!” she answered back fanatically. “My body, mind and everything belong to you Master Billy to use as you please! If I must show off to please you I will do it! The opinion of others is irrelevant before an order from my master!”

After speaking Antonella performed a dogeza she had copied and learned from Miyuki. Now she was using it more and more to prove her subservience.

I laughed even more maniacally, “You were such a hard nut to crack but look at you now.”

Without picking her head up off the floor Antonella said, “Sorry master.” amusing me further.

Tears of laughter began to form in my eyes, I pushed Miyuki away who seemed **** to part from my pussy.

I spoke to Antonella, “Your answer satisfied me, ask me for something and I'll give it to you”.

Antonella skipped from foot to foot before settling “I'm not worthy of your grace. Can we...” Antonella covered her face like a shy schoolgirl.

“Can we?” I said with a smug tone.

“Oh, come on master, you know what I mean...”

I knew what Antonella would ask me, so I just nodded and watched as she ran off to find the item needed to please her.

As I waited, Miyuki crawled to my feet and began to kiss and lick them while mumbling words in Japanese. She had become so devoted that it was enchanting.

Antonella soon returned with a black strap-on harness that had a dildo attached.

Miyuki wasted no time and snatched the harness from Antonella's hands, helping me put it on quickly.

A deep growl came from my throat as I felt the dildo enter my pussy, the rawness of stimulation by Miyuki generating a stinging sensation.

I usually hated being penetrated by anything, but as time went on, I realized that there were places where fingers simply couldn’t reach...

So, sometimes I had to be diplomatic about fulfilling my body's desires.

Antonella had already prepared herself; her body bent over Miyuki's desk. She moved her golden thong aside giving me easy access to her pussy.

I positioned the tip against her labia, teasing her slit as I brought my face close to her ear to whisper.

“Is this what you want...huh?”

Antonella begged, “Please master Billy fill me!”

Laughing I inserted the dildo in and began to move my hips.

I had certainly lost some practice since, not having the right equipment for the job but I quickly got the hang of things, unearthing a new kind of pleasure. Miyuki who was standing behind me put her slim arms around me and began to lick my ear while her hands cupped and pinched my pierced nipples.

A simple thought formed in my mind as I orgasmed, “If this is not life, then what is?”

***

Later that night I was sitting back in the desk chair while my back was Antonella massaging me.

It was quite late. My dolls were either asleep or lounging around.

Enjoying Antonella’s hands, I began to reflect on what I had been doing.

Using the yoga school as a cover to meet high-value women had been paying off. It had been quite busy at first.

I had been pretty picky about getting new dolls for my collection, so I only had 3 new toys. But with them, my influence spread to several interesting places. Allowing me to take it easy and treat myself to a marathon of sex with my main dolls.

Besides, now that I was freer, it was time to finish the work I had started. I checked the photo gallery on Lily's phone and saw a picture of Veronica.

For the last few months, I had mostly left her alone due to how busy I had been setting up the yoga school and taking control of the new dolls. So, we had come to a sort of tacit agreement where I would not touch her or Lily if she completed the work I gave her.

Despite my firm warning, she had not stopped looking for ways to get rid of me. searching for spells and other bits of information on possession on internet forums to give her some kind of solution.

However, I still had been monitoring her closely with the few chances I got, possessing Lily to ‘aid’ her and hide my presence without letting her in I was on to her. Not thinking too deeply about it, she was glad her friend was back to ‘normal’.

While I had encouraged her new hobby as Lily, I secretly mocked Veronica’s foolish attempts, especially when her search ironically led her to porn.

I was here to stay and there was nothing she could do.

Still though, she had taken the olive branch I had given her and had spat it back in my face. So, it was time to put the last of the Millers in their place for my final act.

It was time to break Veronica and I had some ideas in mind for that..

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