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Chapter 8

Well, what can they do for you first?

Play nice together

You think it would be great if your new harem girls got along. They both kneel before you, Anna so perky that if she had a tail, she’d be wagging it. Kristen still rather shellshocked.

Your cock is exhausted, so whatever you have them do, you’ll just have to watch. Your mind wanders to a porn you saw once where two girls laid next to each other fucking big toys then traded, licked each other’s toy clean, and started using it themselves. That would be a nice way to teach them to play together, you think.

Also, how the fuck did life workout where you could actually be doing this with Anna Kendrick and Kristen Stewart.

Of course there is one problem. No toys.

You wave over a collared girl who stands next to you. It seems odd asking her for help instead of giving her orders, but whatever. “Know where I can get some toys in this place?”

“Yes sir,” she answers. “I think there’s a supply closet just a couple doors down.”

Well that solves that. Except it means you have to leave your little harem for a bit.

It’s a chance you’ll have to take.

Anna and Kristen still look at you waiting for orders. “Practice your licking.” You say, then add. “And don’t take orders from anyone who isn’t me.” And you bolt, trying to get your stuff and get back in time.

The supply closet is easy to find. It’s labeled and everything. But as you pull the door open, someone pushes out with an armful of big black dildos.

And not just anyone, Charlize Theron in a tight black corset, her tits squeezing out the top, hard to make out behind her handful of toys.

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“Any of those dildos left in there?” You ask. It doesn’t even freak you out that you’re asking this of one of the most gorgeous women in the world. Not with the night you’re having.

“Nope” she answers.

“Can you lend me two of them?” You ask. Charlize seems like a cool broad. She’ll share.

“Nope.” She says again, noting your frown. “Sorry, I’m in the Slavery Room. We get first dibs.”

Huh, you think. It’s odd that you didn’t see her there. “I’m in the Slavery Room too”

Charlize suddenly looks skeptical. “What color collars?”

“Pink”

“Nice try. You’re in the Servitude Room.” She glances down at your exhaustedly limp, but still sizable hanging cock and nods with approval. “But if you want to see how to really make a girl give herself up for you, you can come with me. I’ll let you have these when I’m done.”

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