No shouting in the office, cunt.

Okay. That’s way too many orgasms for one day.

“aaaa-AaaAaa—aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh…”

At this point, it couldn’t possibly be as powerful as the ones before it. Even the moan of pleasure had a hint of sadness to it.

Janice tried gripping my leg for balance, but I swiftly moved it away. Who knows what she would’ve done with it.

She doubled over, hands over her burning pussy. Mind in complete disbelief that she was about to cum for the seventh time today, once again at my feet.

“Ja-Janice? But… why? Again?”

Maybe I shouldn’t have given Janice that condition. It was hard enough for Michelle to rationalize why I made her cum so hard and so often, but her sister too?

I think I needed to cover for her.

“Sorry. I had to pinch her nipple one more time. I couldn’t help it.”

Michelle was pissed off. Once again. “Keep your hands off my sister. …Please.”

Huh. She had to plead. Normally she would have just cursed me all to Hell, but… I guess she was finally feeling truly powerless? For the first time in our relationship?

“Fine fine! You better take her to bed or something. She’s had a rough day.” More like the best day of her life, considering the endless pleasure. “Just avoid touching her breasts, okay?”

I could hear angry growling from the floor.

Michelle sighed. “Just leave already, Jac-“

“DONTFUCKINGSAYHISNAME! DONTFUCKINGSAYHISNAME!”

Michelle almost fell over by the sudden shock of her sister grabbing her leg in complete desperation. It was almost comical.

I had to manually pop my ears after that. Boy, the bitch could really be screechy when she wanted to.

I took that as my cue to exit.

Yeah.

Let them both somehow come to terms with what happened today.

Although… I probably went too far too fast.

Hopefully they wouldn’t visit a doctor or something. Michelle might think Janice has a neurological disease if she accidentally makes her climax one more time.

I mean they both should be thinking they have neurological diseases by now.

But then again, if they visit a doctor, and the doctor tells them they are fine… I saw no issues with that. In fact that could be the better option.

Or I could just tell them.

I could tell them that I have orgasm powers over them, and I’m the only one on Earth who can make the cum.

They wouldn’t question it anymore.

But no. This was still more fun. Making them question their own bodies and true desires.

Well, at least until things got too complicated.

I think I was done handing out free orgasms to them. To Michelle, especially.

Janice could now cum anytime she wanted to, though. She’d just have to look at my picture of hear my name.

She would associate all pleasure with me.

This orgasm power was actually super powerful. There were a bunch of conditions I could set up to auto-allow the cumming. And with that, re-enforce training.

That’s a thought for another time, though.

I had arrived at the office. Time to do some business.

It was still five minutes until 1 PM.

I’d have time to for a briefing with Gretchen.

She was wearing another sweater today. A really baggy one.

But somehow… it just made it sexier, with me knowing what she was actually hiding huge, squishy melons under that tacky outfit.

“Master! Good morning!”

She practically ran from behind her desk to kneel in front of me.

She was trying to do the position I had taught Lana some time ago.

I had no time for that, though, and lifted her back up by her shoulder.

“Report. Now.”

“Um.. yes! M-Maria agreed to meet me later tonight. She seemed pleased.”

“Good good. Where are you meeting?”

“At her house, actually. Which is good. I think she feels safe with me.”

Yeah, probably… The plan was proceeding nicely. Next subject.

The photoshoot shots I sent to her yesterday.

“What did you think about the pictures?”

She blushed a bit. “The-The pictures from yesterday? What-What about them?”

I grabbed her by the throat. “Don’t answer my question with another question, piggie slut.”

Even though she was at +100 submission, everytime I came up with a new, disparaging thing to call her, I could see her getting a little hornier. My hand on her throat was helping nicely too.

“They were… I mean…” she spoke quietly.

“Yeah, that’s right. I fucked every single slut in those photos. Including Anna-Marie.”

I grabbed her by the crotch. She gasped.

“That gets your cucked little pussy fucking moist, doesn’t it?”

She breathed in hard, and bit her full lips.

“…yes… sir… master,” she had a far-away look in her eyes now.

“Did you play with your pussy while going through them? Thinking about how I FUCKED all those whores with my all-powerful slut destroyer?”

To emphasize my point, I leaned my nearly-erect cock against her shin.

“aaah…” the bitch was just moaning now.

Fuck it. Enough with this teasing.

I pushed her away, against the wall. She somehow managed to stay standing up.

She couldn’t handle all the lust flowing in her body and pushed her sweaty hand down her panties.

“Calm your little pussy. There’s better stuff coming.”

“…Master?” she whimpered.

There was a knock on the door.

Masterful timing.

Gretchen quickly shot up, adjusting her suit, trying to find her professional composure again.

Once she did, she looked at me, asking for permission.

I nodded.

“Yes? Come inside!” she shouted at the door.

The door opened up very slowly.

It was our hot little intern, Gloria, peeking in.

She surveyed the room from the small opening she had made, seeing both me and Gretchen. And we were both staring at her expectantly.

It was fucking weird. It was like she didn’t want to come in and wanted to come in at the same time, but couldn’t make up her mind.

“Gloria? What exactly… are you doing?” Gretchen asked.

Gloria finally opened up the door a little wider, and sighed during the process.

She was trying to signal me with her eyes and head. Asking me to leave Gretchen’s office and follow her.

Did she really think I’d just do that?

“Look,” I spoke up, “Either come in or fucking leave. We haven’t got all day.”

Gloria was a bit stunned by the sudden foul language. Specially since Gretchen was standing right next to me.

Gloria turned to Gretchen, expecting her to scold me.

That didn’t happen, though. The reverse did. She sided with me.

“He’s right. We haven’t got all day.”

Gloria was even more stunned now, but still refused to utter a single word. She just pouted, staring at the floor, not knowing what to do next.

The pampered fucking child.

I walked up to the door.

Her expression turned hopeful, expecting that I would follow her now.

I grabbed the door and shut it right on her face.

It made a loud thud.

I turned to Gretchen. She still had no idea what was going on here.

“Let’s go sit. She’ll knock again in a minute,” I whispered.

Gretchen nodded.

She sat behind her desk, I sat on the seat in front of it.

Then we just waited. In silence.

Gretchen knew better than to ask me. I’d tell her if I wanted to.

Then…

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Gloria was about to shout again, but I signaled her to be quiet.

A few more seconds.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Five frantic knocks. She was probably ready for anything.

I signaled Gretchen to speak now.

“Yes! Just come in already!”

This time Gloria didn’t waste any time opening the door, and walked straight in. She barely glanced at Gretchen, and targeted her huffing little frame towards me.

“Jack. We need to talk. Now. Let’s go.”

“Well, I was having a meeting. Just say your piece. Gretchen won’t mind.”

“What? Are you fuc- No, this is private. You know it’s private!”

“Manners, little missy. Remember you’re just an intern here. You need to behave.”

If her eyes could shoot laser beams, I’d be dead already.

“You want your boss to hear? This bad? Seriously? Fine! FINE! WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT YOU CHEATING ON ME!!”

It’s a good thing she at least closed the door behind her. I didn’t expect her to shout that loud.

And she didn’t expect me and Gretchen to be so… nonchalant about what she said.

I looked at Gretchen. There was only a slight hint of disappointment on her face.

I mean.. I had practically just told her I cheated on her with four different women. And she found it hot. So hearing this from Gloria… It didn’t shake her world to its core.

I got up from my seat. Slowly.

I walked right up to her face.

I was a bit taller than Gloria, so in a way it was like I towered over her.

Both in metaphorical and real sense.

You could hear a pin drop. The whole situation had turned incredibly tense. I could see Gloria regretting her sudden outburst now, being afraid what I might do next.

I had no expression.

She had to take a step back.

And I took a step closer to her.

I was close enough that I could talk very quietly, calmly and… dominantly.

“You do not shout. In an office. That is not… professional.”

“…huh?” she blinked a few times.

“Go lean against Gretchen’s desk. Now.”

“Wait, w-what?”

“With your ass up.”

I pushed my face as close to hers as possible.

“Now.”

Yeah. She was a little frightened now.

Gloria looked at Gretchen.

Gretchen… just sat there. Waiting to see what happened next.

“But…” she squeaked, her voice breaking a bit. “She is… there, I can’t…”

“Get on the desk now. You…” I grabbed her face, squishing her cheeks under my power. “Privileged….” My other hand squeezed her tit. She squeaked again. “Fucking…” I pinched her lean buttcheek. She jumped in shock. “Cunt.”

And finally, I grabbed her cunt. One, good tough grab.

It was over the clothes so my fingers couldn’t penetrate her. But I still tried.

She almost lifted into the air a little bit, and let out a mewl like a kitty cat.

Then, just like that, it was over. I let go.

I returned her to the floor in a dizzy state.

I stared her freshly-mauled body down.

I could feel her trembling under my powers.

She wasn’t able to deny me wishes any longer.

I signaled her to move over to the desk.

She had to give in. (GLORIA: +4SP) (+57SP)

She left me almost in a drunken daze, and traipsed towards the desk.

Seeing Gretchen seemed to bring her back to Earth, though.

She stared her down hard. Almost like willing her to leave with just a mean look.

But Gretchen just sat there, her face… very red. She did her best to avoid looking into Gloria’s fuming eyes.

Soon Gloria realized the only way to communicate with her would require actual words.

“…Seriously, leave. This has nothing to do with you.”

I had enough. I sneaked behind Gloria, and gave her young ass a powerful whack.

SPANK!

“Yow! Ouch! What the-“

“Bend over, bitch. Before I get really angry.”

She swallowed the rest of her protest.

She could see I was extremely serious.

Ever-so-slowly she folded herself over the desk, laying her head on top of an article that Gretchen had just been reading.

Gretchen rolled further away with her chair.

“Pants off. Panties off.”

Gloria didn’t like my order. Not at least in front of Gretchen. Gloria stared straight at her, making sure that the blushing editor wasn’t looking at her during this.

Then… she slowly lowered her jeans. (GLORIA: +1SP) (+58SP) Once they hit the floor, she grabbed the waistband around her lacy little number and pulled it down also. (GLORIA: +1SP) (+59SP)

“So, w-what n-now? Are You- You going to spank me again?” She asked, trying to sound furious.

She just sounded really fucking horny.

“No, something different this time.”

I never went anywhere without my backpack anymore.

I opened it up and dug out something I had been saving for a while.

A nice-looking buttplug.