Chapter 13: Sensual Seaside Shenanigans and Coercive Corrupting Coquettes

No sooner had Misty walked down the hall with Santana and Jenna ascended the ramp with Brad back to her room, the orgy really kicked into full swing. It was a vast array of sexual intercourse ranging from mild to a full-bore fuck fest. Yet despite the ever-encompassing sounds of moaning, penetration and wet privates, there was an odd sense of formality to the affair. Nothing was ****, when a woman would walk up to a guy she would always ask him if he was comfortable with **** her as she rubbed her pussy up and down his glistening shaft. Late-stage graduates gladly show new applicants the ropes, showing them how they have learned to properly edge and tease their partners so the orgasm is shared at equal opportunities and pleasure. It was a constant sharing of sexual information, complete with handshake, or in this case penetration agreements to practice techniques with each other in class or at another nightly gang bang.

Not to be contained to the confines of The Factory, the orgy also spread to the outside lagoon, where groups of people rolled around in the sand, exploring each other’s bodies in the slowly sinking twilight of the early Californian evening. Not far from the debauchery, right at the edge of the water, were a few isolated cabana beds with their own privacy curtains that enclosed them in solid white sheets.

Within one, Tso sat in Amar’s lap as they both kissed each other passionately. As the other two couples listened to Santana regale them in her plans to become head executive of The Factory porn industry takeover, he offered to lead her somewhere more private. Noticing the general progression of the sweaty pile of pussy and cock behind them, Tso agreed.

He walked with her across the sand beach, exchanging their thoughts and ideas on fashion and difference in design, until Tso found herself sitting on one of the cabana beds as Amar closed the curtains and leaned in for a kiss.

“Wait,” Tso said as she scooted away from her buff companion, “I am…I mean…I am not…”

“My apologies, the way your eyes have been lighting up while we talked cued me into your passion, I thought that you wanted to progress that.” Amar sad as he leaned back against the headboard of the bed.

“Don’t get me wrong, you are insanely attractive and genuine and attractive…I said that already…but I am still trying to wrap my head around this place. I know my friends will adapt just fine, Misty is always horny anyway and Jenna’s parents came from here, but I can barely talk to a date let alone commit to having sex with a stranger or strangers every night.” She murmured as she brought her knees into her chest.

“Understandable. I felt the same way when my advisor first told me about The Factory. Then I came here, I awkwardly bumbled my way through my first few classes and sexual adventures, and around my first month ending I realized something.” He said as he moved up behind Tso and began to massage her shoulders and back.

“What was that?” She replied as she initially felt unease, but slowly opened herself more to his firm hands.

“Yes, this place does require a fair amount of physical intimacy. In fact, a large amount of physical intimacy. Underneath all of that is a genius practice. It strips intercourse of the romanticized ideals and perverted fantasy laid upon us by centuries of rules by varying powers that saw sex as an act that was in some way sinful. In bare terms, it becomes what it was always meant to be, a linking of the human body with another. An act that creates as well as provides joy. This also opens your mind to your true passions, buried under this subconscious guilt. That is what I saw in our conversation. Your eyes explode whenever you talk of designing a dress, but they have this twinge of fear in them as well.”

Tso looked down at her feet as Amar’s hands started moving in softer circles, edging closer and closer to her chest. She would have shirked away, but his words were reaching some part of her that she did not realize was always there.

“So, as you go through your journey here, don’t think about it as just a massive cult of sex. It is a way to unlock your true self, the self that wants to accomplish all your wildest dreams with no hint of hesitation or fear. Of course, with the added perk of earning a body most people would dream of having, but the only body to contain this enlightened and sensual you.” Amar leaned in and whispered into her ear, deftly making his way towards grasping her breasts.

Tso turned around and sat in Amar’s lap, planting a small kiss on his lips, which he returned in earnest.

“Ok…that is a little better…but if we do this…please, be gentle?” She asked as he rolled her over onto her back.

“Tso, your wish is my command. Let me know if you feel any kind of discomfort, but not to brag, I haven’t had one complaint yet.” Amar chuckled as he snaked his hand down her sundress and up her thigh to her crotch.

He continued to softly kiss her as he began slowly rubbing Tso’s pussy through her slightly damp underwear. She felt his masterful tongue dance with hers. It had been ages since Tso shared a kiss, and this was by far the best she had. Amar now deftly removed the modest underwear, and began to play with her clit, making Tso’s eyes roll into the back of her head. Amar began to undress Tso, keeping her senses electrified with soft pecks and kisses, until they were both naked.

Tso looked down at Amar’s cock, now up close and personal. It was a dark tan color, 12 inches long and over two inches thick, it was already rock hard and glistened at the tip with pre cum.

“Are you ready?” Amar asked as he stroked his cock slowly, spreading his pre cum over the shaft.

“Um. I. never…” Tso quietly stammered, “I haven’t given a blowjob before.”

“Ah, well no worries, we can go straight to the main event then.” He assured her as he climbed on top of her. He placed his dick on top of her stomach, moving it over her clit back and forth. Tso bit her lower lip, feeling her nether region progressively getting more and more moist. She made eye contact with him as he positioned his head at her opening, and pushed in.

She gasped, and instant orgasm. Amar was just the tip into Tso and her brain exploded. He slowly inched forward, gauging her response to each inch of his member. Tso continued to orgasm again and again with each slowly encroaching inch, until at around 7 she finally shot her eyes open.

“Wait! Please, I cannot, I can’t take any…” she wheezed as Amar smiled. He masterfully began moving his cock in and out of her, only using the seven inches she required. Tso babbled incoherently as Amar played her like a fiddle, more orgasms shooting through her. They remained in a singular position, locking eyes with each other, until Amar began to stiffen up.

“I am about to cum Tso, where would you like it?” Amar said as he picked up the pace to finish.

“On…OHMYGOD…outside…AAAAAH” She screamed.

Taking that as his cue, Amar pulled out and unleashed a full torrent of cum onto Tso’s body. The spurt of sperm reached all the way up to her chin in four ropes, the last one crawled over her lips. She felt it slip into her mouth, the salty taste caressing her taste-buds as it slowly dropped down her throat. She wiped her mouth and licked the rest of Amar’s cum from her fingers, suddenly finding the taste intense.

“And now your journey has begun! I am excited to see your inner self come forward. I will have to come back for your graduation and do a proper comparison no?” He joked as he laid down next to her.

Tso looked back at him as she laid back as well.

Her inner self.

Maybe, that is all it was. Misty always said that she was constantly holding herself back. Getting in her own way. She was still unsure, but maybe this place was just the thing she needed to overcome her own insecurities.

What she was sure of, was that Amar was an astounding lover. She wanted to do more to him. Have him do more to her. She felt a need build inside of her. The need to have his entire cock inside, writhing and pulsing.

She had a year and a half approximately.

When he came back, Tso was going to inhale that entire cock.

The first of many improvements to become her inner self.

Magnus sat on the end of his bed. He had arrived late to The Factory and was guided to his room by a barely dressed secretary, who then rushed down the large spiral ramp. She was apparently late for a nightly event. Judging by the moaning he heard wafting up from the lower floor of the cavern, he had a fairly good idea what that was.

Magnus looked at the modern, but spartan, room he would be spending the next year and a half in. It was surprisingly modest, and well furnished, he honestly expected something gaudier and in the vein of some strip club on the highway. He still did not trust it though, this place made his uncle, and his uncle was probably one of the most cunningly insane men he had known his entire life. He remembered the first time he walked into his office and found him hoisting one of his “assistants,” in a sex position he could only describe as intensely acrobatic. Instead of letting him embarrassingly shuffle out of the office, Mathias ordered him to watch.

“Observe Magnus, this is how the true male satisfies a creature of lust.” He said as the blonde with him sheathed inside of her kept panting how her Master was so hot, and her pussy was his and this that and the other thing. It became routine, with a revolving door of scantily clad women who apparently adored his uncle like he was a god. Magnus had interacted with these women before, they seemed ordinary, outside of their drop-dead gorgeous features. After his uncle picked them though, they would suddenly become as malleable as putty, spend about six months in his employ, and then leave the company with no fanfare. It was one of many things that Magnus was going to find out here.

He would play his uncle’s game, just like he said a few months ago, but not without playing his own. If any place had any information he could use to get out from under Mathias’s thumb, it would be here. All he had to do was ask the right questions, see if they had any kind of archive system or something like that, that would be step one.

The other steps would come after, but his mission became to usurp his uncle and finally restore some sanity in his life. The only speed bump in his plan off course…

“Little Maaaaaagnus!” A high-pitched voice rang out as it’s owner rapped on his door.

“Son of a bitch.” Magnus cursed under his breath as he got up and opened the door.

Wendy Jensen stood in front of him in a robe and lingerie set that barely met the standards of such. It was so sheer she might as well have been naked. The only solid clothing was a pair of red 5 inch heels that made her meet Magnus’s eye level. Her hair flowed down in waves, framing her impressive chest under the barely visible boarders of her robe.

“Well? Aren’t you going to invite me in silly?” Wendy questioned as she pushed her tits together with her arms.

“Do I have a choice?” Magnus sarcastically replied

“Nope!” The bombshell giggled as she shoved past him into his room, removing the robe and throwing it onto the chair, standing looking at the massive tub/shower in just the skimpiest of bra and panties.

“Of course,” Magnus grumbled as he shut the door and turned to face her, “Is this when you inform me of my Uncles master plan for me? How I am to rise up the ranks of this…whatever this place is?”

“Well yes, but mainly to give you a proper factory welcome!” She giggled as she walked right up to him and pressed him against the wall. She was surprisingly strong for a girl her size. Another fine gift of The Factory.

“Can we not do that? I barely packed, my trip was tiring, just give me the low down and let me go to bed.” He grimaced as she ignored him and began rubbing his cock through his dress slacks.

“Your cock doesn’t want to go to bed. I guess I cannot call you little Magnus anymore, you are packing at least 8 inches, a good head starts here!” She whispered as she turned around and began grinding her ass all over his dick. He was fully erect, human nature fulfilling it’s purpose.

“That is private. I don’t feel comfortable talking about his.” He grimaced as he desperately tried to squirm away.

“Well get comfortable little Magnus. You are going to have to be used to having hot sex with babes every morning, noon, and night. I’ll be with you every step of the way, think of me as your slutty guardian angel!” She laughed as she turned to face him again and planted a wet kiss onto his lips.

Despite his struggles, Wendy pushed her tongue into his mouth. He felt instant revulsion as the squirming organ wrapped around his own and massaged it in ways a tongue could never do.

“OK STOP!” He said as he shoved Wendy away, readjusting his clothing and wiping his mouth.

“How rude of you Magnus. Don’t you know the proper way to return a kiss is by sticking your fingers up my soaking cunt? If you don’t master foreplay 101 then how will you ever bend me over this chair and stick that nice cock inside my pussy?” She said as she removed her bra and panties, now standing fully naked in the middle of the room, not exaggerating in her description of her crotch either.

“I know what has been in there. You can tell my uncle that I will stick to this place and finish what is required, but I will not play his alpha male fuck games with one of his toys.” He sneered as he went to the door to show her out.

“That is too bad, Master would be so disappointed if I told him that you were uncooperative,” She said with a venomous smoke to her normally musical tilt as she leaned against the armchair and slowly began to play with herself, “It is my job to make sure that you are progressing Magnus. Master wants you to be the proper heir to the company and he wont settle for anything less than the ultimate graduate. You better get used to fucking this toy, or Master Mathias will drop you like a bad habit.”

Magnus paused and sighed. He wanted to just kick her out right now, but the weights his Uncle held over him were too big of a thing to ignore. He slowly turned around and looked at the now soaking wet creature in front of him, who stared back at him with lusty and piercing eyes.

“Good boy. Here is the deal. At the end of every week, you must fuck me. Use every technique you learn, and every lesson you will be taught. Think of me as the big game, and everything and everyone you do during the week as practice. I know your curriculum forwards and back, so we will have benchmarks you have to clear. You pass, and your goal is met, and my pussy is full of delicious cum. You fail, and you get a strike. You don’t want to get a third strike. Once you start getting enhancements, I will test them out to ensure they meet Mathias's strict requirements.” She instructed him as she slowly began to undress him and pull his extremely **** body to the bed.

“In addition to that, you are to do recon on a few select applicants here with you. Get to know them better, become friends, find out their kinks and what makes them tick. If you find out how their pussy tastes, bonus points for you.” She giggled as her hand began to stroke Magnus’s now turgid erection.

“Why?” He grunted as he closed his eyes, doing everything he could to be somewhere else in his head

“Ah Ah ah, little Magnus. That is needed to know information, and you do not need to know, yet. If you do a good job and come around to Master’s vision, you will know soon enough. Now sit back and enjoy.” She said as she stuck the tip of his cock in her mouth and slowly went down until she was fully deepthroating him.

Magnus moaned involuntarily as the wicked vixen started bobbing up and down on his cock. Her tongue almost wrapped around his shaft at points, and her throat was undulating constantly, massaging his prick with every insert and pull out. He looked down and saw her making direct eye contact with him, smiling as his cock was perfectly framed in her pillowy lips. She mercifully let him out with a pop, but it was fleeting, as she lined up his cock with her pussy and sheathed him entirely with one stroke.

“Oooooh yea, Magnus, how does it feel? How does it feel knowing that soon you will own pussy's like mine, that they will beg for you to be inside them, to feel your long cock reaching deep inside?” She moaned as she began riding Magus in a regular rhythm.

Magnus couldn’t answer, he was trying not to pass out. It felt like his dick was encased in warm lava. Her pussy was an undulating and pulsing ****, it felt like she was milking him more than fucking him. She ground her waist in tiny circles, making Magnus grip the sheets of the bed tight. Finally, he felt it, and not wanting this to go further just let loose.

Wendy came hard as she felt the torrent of cum fill her up on the inside, that warm sensation always set her off, not as much as Mathias and his god cum but still.

She sighed as she lay down next to a fully stiff Magnus.

“Not bad little Magnus, you pass the introductory class…it only gets harder from here on out though. Keep up with this pace, and you will be unstoppable.” She whispered as she licked her fingers.

“Please. Go.” Magnus finally uttered as he swung his legs over the bed and sat up facing away from her.

“What! No cuddling? Aw no fair little Magnus! Don’t you know you don't just kick your lover out after you fill her pussy with cum?” She teased as she stood up and threw the robe over her naked body.

“Get some sleep little Magnus. You have a long week ahead of you. Don’t forget what I said, I am looking forward to our first real test,” She said as she walked to the door, “Oh silly me, I forgot, fucking always makes me forgetful. Tso Abella. Misty Farber. Jenna Franklin. Commit these names to memory. They are the applicants you have to do recon on.”

“Why?” Magnus curtly answered, just wanting her to leave more and more with each passing second.

“Ah ah, need to know. Jenna Franklin is of most importance out of the three. Master wants to know as much about her as possible. She might be joining us at the company after all. Sleep tight little Magnus.” She blew him a kiss and walked out the door.

Magnus jumped up and turned on the shower. He stood under the hot stream of water for what felt like hours, contemplating the mess he was currently in. Now not only did he have to juggle his plans against his uncle, but he was effectively a hostage of his uncle’s batshit sex ****. And then there was these three girls he wanted to know about. Why would he be so interested in them? More recruits for his sex harem? Maybe it is his perverted way of getting him started on his own roster of busty sluts.

In any case, it did not surprise him that the plan was not going to be simple.

He shut off the shower, stripped the now soaked sheets off the bed, put some new ones down and threw his head back onto the pillow.

He thought he would not be able to sleep, but the rigorous sex he just had would put any man to slumber. As he faded into darkness, still arranging the pieces of his plan in his head, he heard last errant thought before his eyes closed.

“Jenna Franklin…why does that name sound familiar.”