Indulgence

Far be it from me to turn down sex from a pretty rich girl, but I was legitimately considering it. Ignoring the fact that I had practically just seen her kill her father and was a bit mentally exhausted, I had already nutted twice twice in the past hour, once in each end of Janet. One could be excused for not being exactly in the mood. So, I decided to compromise. "Listen, it's been a long fucking morning." I said, intentionally trying to dampen her hopes. "I'm going to probably bend you over the bed, have a quickie, and then sleep for like 16 hours, sound good?" The point was that I'm cool with doing it, but I'm hardly in the right place for the whole shebang.

This seemed to slightly perplex my new girlfriend, but it didn't faze her for long. She shrugged, blushed, and undressed, revealing herself in her entirety for me, with exception to her thigh highs, which was much appreciated. She was toned. Judging from going to a prep school, she probably did some rich person sport like rowing. Her body was angelic, and she clearly took great care of it. I could imagine girls hotter than her, but not as much as you'd think. Janet had good taste when she decided Molly would be my first after her. Actually... Janet and I hadn't had vaginal sex yet. the concept made me chuckle, much to the dismay of Molly.

"Am I not satisfactory, master?" she asked, terrified that the first reaction I had to her naked form was laughter.

"Oh, not that. I made a bit of a bizarre note in my mind that, compiled with everything else that had happened this morning, elicited a defeated chuckle from me. You look lovely." This seemed to do little to put her mind at ease.

"Well if you put it like that, now I'm just worried about you," she said with her mouth contorted in an appropriately concerned way. Then she bent over the bed. Looking at her like this really emphasized how freaky my new life was. She was REALLY hot. Not the hottest woman in the world, mind you, I'll coin her later, whoever she is. But seeing the hot girl bent over and waiting to be whatever I wanted her to be felt great, especially when I could tell she would've been a dom for anyone else. But she belongs to me, and I want her like this. I grabbed her waist, lined myself up, and pushed in.

"YEEeesssss!" wheezed Molly, who shuddered and bucked. I guess she came instantly. I wonder if I'm like sex kryptonite to these girls. It would make sense, considering I'm the center of their universes. More to test later. Losing my virginity (vaginal virginity at least) should probably come with more fanfare, especially with the heiress I've got bent over in front of me, but with everything that had happened I let my mind wander, like when you start jacking it to one fantasy and another one or some random shit you have to do later pops into your head.

So what's on my agenda? I still had college to go to, though really I could drop out and just coin some more heiresses and be set for life. That WAS what Janet was kind of trying to get through to me. I needed to stop thinking of my life pre-coin and post-coin as the same thing. Though, coining that girl I had a crush on would be cool. Or even just coining her gf and NTRing her. That was starting to become a theme here, honestly. I should reevaluate my moral compass. Maybe I'll coin my professor I share with her and fuck up her grades. I could just cut to the inevitable and send Janet or Molly to go give a coin to some Onlyfans goddess and get Super Premium pussy while her simps try to buy with thousands what I could get with one dollar coin. I'll fuck their crush on a bed bought with their money. That would be hot, I sped up my humping a little. Molly groaned appropriately. I threw in a spank for good measure. I don't know if she liked it, though these girls seem to like anything I do to them. I finished inside Molly, although there wasn't much left after the hot tub incident. Still, the orgasm was nice. Thinking about hotter girls than the one you're doing is surprisingly nice. I was actually going mad with power here.

As we were laying on the bed and recovering, there was a knock at the bedroom door. "Is this a good time?" came Janet's voice. I answered yes between ragged breaths. Janet entered the room and smiled at us. "You two look cute together, but you should probably get dressed. Isaac's here with a bunch of goons dressed as painters." That spurred Molly into action. She picked up all of her things and entered the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on, and was concerned. Did she have time to shower? She emerged a few seconds later fully dressed, and her hair brushed, like a slapstick scene where someone spins around and they're already fully dressed. "The shower is ready for the two of you, I'll go talk to Isaac," and she left the room.

Janet shrugged and began walking to the shower. I had no interest in anything sexual, I was drained dry. That being said I'll have her wash me off, she's hot and being treated like a king would be nice. I was already naked, so I followed her into the shower and sat on a stool inside, where she started to wash my hair and make conversation.

"Does that feel nice?" I told her it did. "What do you want do to next, master? Aside from sleep, of course."

"I've thought about that quite a bit. Probably what you'd expect. Just wrap myself up in 100 rich girls and hot girls and carve out a place for myself in the world." I answered Frankly.

"I would advise against that, Frank," she answered unexpectedly. That was odd. She shouldn't be going directly against my wishes. She soaped up her breasts and began washing my back with them. Though hers weren't particularly large, the act itself was still hot. "After all, one day when you're 60 years old then so will we, and we'll be unfuckable. You need to save your coins for girls fresh out of High School with dreams of being lawyers or something and instead turn them into old man Frank's next generation of concubines," she says sultrily.

W-woah. My dick was starting (and failing, he's tired and not used to this much action) to stir. "Or maybe," she continues, not letting up. "one day one of your daughters starts acting up and gets rebellious, so you give her a coin to keep her in line, among other thingssss..." Now I'm not PARTICULARLY into **** (nor against it, really), but after today I'm definitely into mind control. Turning a hot, rebellious daughter into my cute, loyal daughter? I wasn't certain how to feel about it...

Regardless, Janet had a point. I guess I should save a good amount of my coins. I didn't have to be too sparing with them, after all I had 100 of them, but keeping some in reserve for when Janet and Molly are older and have lost all youthful beauty was certainly something I would be doing now that she brought it up. I teased her about it. "Amazing, you're getting ready for me to replace you?"

"I want you to replace me as soon as possible." That perplexed me. "Your happiness is more important than mine. I will always be on the lookout for your next orgasm." I nodded. Now that I understood these girls better, I knew this already. They genuinely wanted me to be happy beyond anything else. She would kill herself right now if she thought it's what I wanted, whether I knew so or not. "That isn't to say that the people I cared about before I don't now, I have a friend or two I'd like to give one of your coins and join our little family. They really know how to blow." Huh. She started washing my feet, toe by toe.

"So, would you like me to leave a few coins with you?" I asked genuinely. She looked confused. "I'll leave the important coining to myself and Molly. You just go out and whimsically find some people you want me to bang."

"... Really?" She looked up, like I had accepted something she meant as a joke.

"Yeah, why not? You're right about the spares for when we're old, but since we'll be old I'm not going to be able to handle too many wives at that age, maybe like 10 at most." Now that she opened the dialogue for distributing coins I was going over the details about it. "Then we'll set aside say... 5 for rainy days, like if I'm pulled over by a female cop or attacked by a hitwoman or something." She nodded along. "I'll ask Molly how many we should reserve for girls in positions of power like judges or lawyers, and the rest are fair game."

"Are you sure you want to give me those so casually though?" She was concerned.

"You say now that you're happier now than you've ever been. I assume you want to share that with your girlfriends. Besides, I'm already going to live every sane guy's wet dream. trying to optimize it instead of live it sounds ridiculous." A half-truth. I would inevitable optimize the coins left to me, but sectioning them off like this without thinking too hard about it is nice. "How many do you want?" I asked her. She thought hard, shrugged, and held up three fingers. I nodded back at her with my lip sticking out. Good number. She looked happy, like I had actually wined and dined her.

We got out of the shower and dried off. Waiting for us in the bedroom was Molly, who gave us the report from Isaac while Janet and I changed the sheets. He plans to frame a dirty cop working for a rival organization for Bill's **** since the distant 3rd candidate was in the syndicate's pocket, but otherwise everything else went exactly as she said. I slid into the bed and my girls surrounded me with cuddles. I let Molly in on the plan for the coins.

"Sound," she chuckled. "and an appropriate use of Janet's talents. She knows the best party girls after all, she'll get you some truly wild concubines." her voice turned serious "As for what you said about hitwomen, I've already put Isaac on it myself. He thought it an unusual request but I've asked him to get me a list of the most connected, most dangerous, and of course most attractive spies and assassins in the world. Women who have spent their lives training to kill and seduce."

"Well, aren't you proactive," I replied. I supported her decision.

She smiled "I aim to please, my dearest master, owner of my self. So with that in mind do you think you could give me say... 10 coins? I'll make sure they only end up in the hands of the most desirable women, of course." It seemed unfair to give her more than Janet, but Janet openly admitted she just want to give them to her hot girlfriends who she parties with, so honestly Molly will put them to better use otherwise. And since Janet didn't object, I agreed.

"10, all yours." I counted in my head. 2 spent already, 3 going with Janet, 10 going with Molly. 10 reserved for my old age, 5 reserved for a rainy day. That's 30 coins I can consider reserved for now. Not exactly a drop in a bucket, but if I cry for not being able to have more than 70 available to me anyway then I need to check my privilege.

And as I was counting coins instead of sheep, sleep found me, wrapped in between the first two of many, many concubines.