Ending: Sex

The new woman was already primed, "Where is the master?" She asked her sisters.

The rest of the room was equally confused. Delilah and Ms. Green couldn't find Bill. They eventually ordered the waitresses to go looking for him in the building. Trickier and Crystal to pleasure naming all the new women in the room. When ex-Bill was given one she was renamed Brie. She tried to think about what she was going to do to helped and moved to the DJ setup.

Naomi was already looking at the device hooked into the lighting system.

"This must be what makes more of us," Naomi said, pointing to the device.

Brie's mind raced with the possibilities. "I can make this work," she said, "We will find out master."

Once prom was over there over a hundred missing persons cases filled. The police were stumped when the entire senior class had disappeared over night. More stumped when they investigated the hotel where the prom was held and discovered over a hundred young women in prom dresses looking for their master. The owner of the hotel was charged with sex trafficking, though he was never found.

Several weeks later Rich Howard was walking back from the bar. He had struck out for the fifth time that week and his buddies would make fun of him again. On his way back a beautiful woman in a white evening gown stopped him on the street. "Excuse me," she said, she held up a picture of Bill, "You look like you might know where my master is."

"I'm sorry miss, but I have never seen him before."

The woman followed him, "If you want... you can be my master tonight."

"I'm sorry I don't have cash."

"You don't need cash. You will be my master and I your ****."

"And does the **** have a name?" Rich asked slyly.

"Brie, master."

She lead him towards an apartment building down the street. Several doors were open, showing beautiful women all in evening gowns beckoning to him as he passed. He thought it must be a brothel, but he was in such a dry spell he could chance running without paying.

Brie showed Rich to a bedroom with silk sheets and several other girls in different types of black evening gowns.

"Welcome, master," they said in unison.

Brie laid down on the bed an angel with her platinum hair. "Take me master. I am yours."

The other girls swarmed Rich and unclothed him as though he were a king. Two women unbuttoned his collared shirt pulling it off like a robe. Another two women unbuckled his belt and removed his pants. A fifth woman took his undershirt off, she stroked his manly chest with soft hands. Lastly a woman with a voluptuous bosom pulled down his boxes giving his cock a sweet kiss that almost caused him to become erect immediately.

"He is ready," the women said.

Brie lifted up the gen of her dress, her white panties already wet from anticipation. "Please, master. I need release."

Rich dove in and tore her panties off. He pressed his lips against her juicy slit, he licked and licked until his **** began to cry out, "Please!... More..."

He dug his tongue deep inside her. She let her dress fall over her head as she held onto the bed's headboard. Her body arching with each pleasing lick.

"Come... come inside of me," she pleaded.

Rich complied. He removed himself from beneath her dress. The other women in the room surrounded Brie and undid her dress. Sliding off her body the dress revealed the sexy white lingerie beneath it. She grabbed her breasts, "Do I please you?" She asked, blushing.

"Yes... your the most beautiful woman I've seen," Rich said. Several of the women giggled at this. But Brie pulled him into a kiss. The man pressed his throbbing member inside the silky wet pussy. He thrusters hard, Brie closing her eyes and moaning.

"Yes!" She screamed. "Fuck me harder, master."

Rich did so, he plowed into her with all his might. The blood rushing to his cock. His body seized as he came inside. His ****'s face filled with ecstasy as she came as well. She held him close until they both separated and laid sprawled on the bed.

Delilah walked in, her blue evening gown perfect as ever, "Mistress, is he the one?"

Brie sat up, two of the black dress women put a white silk kimono robe around her. "No he isn't," she said, "He isn't forceful enough to be our new master."

"Pity," Delilah said.

Rich laid unmoving on the bed, "What did you say?"

Brie was handed a gun from one of the servants, "Welcome to our sisterhood."

In a blinding flash of blue light Rich was gone. In his placed was a raven haired woman in a green ball gown, her face a mix of surprise and post coital bliss. "Thank you, sister," she said, "I can't wait to meet our master."