What has Zach planned?
Francy's fate
It was late in the evening. I had a good meal and was just resting. Out of boredom, I had already brushed my teeth and gotten into my jammies. My homework was done and I feared any more action today would make my dick fall off. Some rest would do me well.
*ding*
It's here, the message I've been waiting for. But it wasn't what I expected. The bashful Francy didn't send a nude mirror selfie, no. It was a video of her and Cathy making out passionately. The two hugged each other, so it was clearly Rebecca who filmed it. At first, I thought I had been an idiot. Francy's wariness of men would be easily explained if she was a lesbian, no? It took some time for her to feel comfortable around me because she needed to learn that I wasn't a threat.
But even that wasn't the whole truth, it seems. At last freed from her kiss, Francy only said "I can still smell his cum. Not just in your mouth... Becca, where did you do it with the Supreme Master?" Before the person behind the camera could respond, Francy was all over Rebeccas thighs. "Don't tell me..." She started licking Rebecca's pussy. "No, not here. I almost got jealous." It was a wild experience seeing essentially porn from a female POV.
The last bit surprised me the most, however. Francy got back on the bed and spread her legs and pussy for the camera, Rebecca moving closer. Francy started speaking. "Supreme Master, I know I've always been standoffish, but I hope you can forgive me. You own 'Francy' now and I will not hesitate to make you happy, no matter what. I'm a tool for your happiness and will always be. I hope some day soon, I get to please you. Good night from all of us, o Illuminating One."
The video ended and I snoozed off after taking care of my hard on. If things continue like this, I should make it my last time masturbating. From now on, I'll have sex instead.
November 2nd
Waking up, I felt heavy. The three girls had snuck in last night. They laid besides me, all in the nude. I wanted to check the time, but Cathy's sleepy hug prevented me. On my other side was Rebecca. To my feet, curled up like a pet, was Francy. I heard a whisper from my left. A sultry whisper. "Good morning, o Magnificent One." I turned to her and gave her a kiss that quickly turned French. Rebecca and Francy woke up, undisturbed by my actions with Cathy. Rebecca had started giving the back of my neck and my back sultry smooches, while touching my nipples sensually.
What surprised me the most, was the followup. I could feel my member getting hard, but I wasn't too bothered yet. However within seconds I felt warm breath on my cock, as my jammies got pulled down. I know it logically only made sense, if Francy was the one pulling down my pants, but I didn't want to believe it right away. I took a short break from Cathy's passionate kissing session to look between my legs, and there she was, Francy, eyeing my dick and about to suck it. It let myself back into the bliss of Cathy's kisses. Her face was beet red, her expression drowining in pleasure. I kept kissing her, as Francy's wet, warm mouth took my dick whole. Being pleasured by three beautiful, sexy women, first thing in the morning is a dream I enjoyed thoroughly. Francy was inexperienced, but doing well by treating my dick like a lollipop. Once I came, she licked up every drop of my cum and looked proud of herself.
After Cathy and Rebecca left to make breakfast, Francy stayed with me to talk "I'm sorry, Supreme Master, for not noticing your brilliance earlier. There truly is no way to ever repent for my mistake, but I will give you what I can give you, which is not just my life, but also my dignity and my contacts. I swear that much like a cat that brings its owner dead mice as a gift, I will be your obedient cat and garner all women I can find to funnel them into our cult. I will do my best to be a good footstool from which you can adress the female part of the college campus. I am nothing compared to you, but I will help you to make you even more influential than anyone thinks."
After her little monologue, I simply smiled, and pat her head. Francy turned her head up, and looked at me longingly, though still very happy. She was very cute in my eyes. Needless to say I accepted her plans and she happily joined her sisters in preparing breakfast while I was busy imagining myself having every female college student on campus serve me.
Yesterday raised another important question. What makes people convert? Cathy and Francy arguably talk a lot about light and me being generally helpful in their sermons and attempts to convert others. If this was a company, the question would be 'What is this brand and what makes people choose it?' I kept thinking. 'Choose it'... The different phrasing was to my liking. The moment they're part of my cult, they're trapped, right? Wouldn't it make sense to simply ensure the cult looks good and innocent to outsiders, to ensnare as many followers as possible, and then shut the trap after the Initiation Ceremony? I decided to take on a gamble. I could have tried to keep the cult under close wraps, but I decided to make it more visible in public.
Rule sixteen: Believers help each other out by teaching subjects and skills with great effort. Their purpose is to push each other towards greater success and aim ever higher. Believers that have achieved professional success must ensure that other believers gain access to similar privileges. Opportunities to study, intern, or to get employed in valuable positions must be - within the confines of local laws - awarded preferentially to members of the cult.
It seems like a simple rule that creates a self-help group. But one day we will graduate. Rebecca wants to become an actress, Cathy a teacher, Francy an author. If they are good, they can make it far, high up into the eschelons of higher society and convert ever more women. From there, we can probably influence everything. Public opinions, politics, an much more. By the time the cult is big enough and filled with ambitious and capable women, there probably will be many more women in all sectors of public life, which just works further to my advantage.
The doorbell rings?
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