The harem effect strikes again

Author's note: Tried something new with the AI generator. This character will likely not be seen again but I liked the way her tattoos turned out so I used her image.

Helena got out of the armored SUV and said, "Just wait here Lori. This won't take long."

As Helena walked through the entrance to the ladies club Lori looked around. This was not one of the better parts of the city. Most of the store fronts had seen better days, although the ladies club seemed to have a fresh coat of paint. It was the cleanest looking building on the block, but that wasn’t saying much. While she waited she struck up a conversation with the two High Mothers that remained behind.

Inside the club Helena glanced at Mother Monose, who gave her a nod and led her through the bar at the front of the club. At this time of day there weren’t many patrons. And those that sat around were mostly older women. The younger patrons were obviously hired for the paying members to enjoy.

It wasn’t technically prostitution since no money changed hands between the members and the staff. Like most American ladies clubs, the members paid their dues to the club and the staff were not compelled to have sex with anyone if they didn’t want to. As a result there was often competition between the members vying for the staff ladies attention. The staff were often plied with drinks and gifts in the hopes of being taken upstairs to one of the private rooms, or even better, home to share with their spouses. It was good paying work for young women, especially poor college students.

Over the course of her long career in the Sisterhood, Helena had been in all types of ladies clubs. From the most exclusive clubs catering to the worlds wealthiest women that employed the most beautiful young and elegant ladies, all the way down to disease ridden shacks that couldn’t employ anything better than crack whores.

This one wasn’t too terrible from the looks of it. On the surface the staff appeared **** and disease free, and at least the glasses hanging over the bar were clean. When she first read the report about this place she expected much worse.

The only person out of place seemed to be a young black woman with a cooler on the table in front of her. Helena would bet her first born child that the cooler was full of vials of unregistered cum. Illegal cum would be common in a place like this. No doubt the young woman was waiting to meet her buyer. Most likely that would be the owner, but she’d have a bit longer to wait. Helena had something to discuss with the owner first, and she wasn't about to be kept waiting.

She didn’t even glance at the Lotus Sisters spread out around the place. Monose wouldn’t have given her the ‘all clear’ signal if she was in any real danger. She headed towards the hallway next to the bar where two Lotus Sisters were waiting. She almost laughed at the fearful look the bartender was giving them.

Helena and Mother Monose were decked out in their skin tight priestess robes, but the Lotus sisters were wearing business suits. It didn’t take a genius to see that they were armed, and everything about them screamed ‘bodyguards’. The bartender kept her head down and pretended that the two priestesses were not there.

Monose led the way and loudly said, “According to the blueprints the office is down at the end of the hall Mother Superior.”

Helena laughed at the sound of a glass breaking on the floor behind her. “That was cruel Monose. That poor woman was terrified. You could have given her a heart attack.”

Monose chuckled, “I’ll buy the patrons a round of drinks when we leave. I’ll even give the bartender a nice tip. That is, if we don’t have to burn the place to the ground because we found out they are guilty of counterfeiting Stretcher King cum.”

Helena sighed, "We haven't proven that yet, so hold off on the flamethrowers okay Monose."

One Lotus Sister took the lead while the other brought up the rear. When the lead sister stopped at the office door, instead of knocking she kicked the door in.

"Oh Fuck! Right there! UH! Yeah Sally! Harder! Bite my clit! FUUUuuuCCKKK!"

*Crash*

Sally jumped to her feet as the door to her office burst open. The new hire she was eating out fell off Sally's desk and scrambled into the corner of the room, trying and failing to cover her naked body, her orgasm ruined in seconds.

Sally wiped the pussy juices off her face and stood shouting, "Who the fuck are you?"

The woman dressed in a business suit already had a pistol in her hand but kept it pointed slightly to the side rather than straight at Sally. That meant she wasn't going to kill her, at least not right away. Then the blood drained from Sally's face and a chill went up her spine as two women wearing Sisterhood robes walked in behind the armed woman.

Sally put her hands in the air. There was no possible way she could get to her gun. Not with a Lotus Sister, and Sally was absolutely sure that is who she was, watching her with her gun drawn.

Helena casually walked right up to the desk and sat in the seat across from the huge topless woman standing on the other side. Helena waved her hand and said, "You are the woman known as Fat Sally. Please, have a seat. We need to talk."

She looked at the naked woman hiding in the corner and said, "You can get dressed and leave the room dear. You have my word no harm will come to you."

Looking back at Sally she saw the woman looking at her blouse laying on the ground, but making no move to retrieve it. Helena took pity on her and said, "Sit please. You don't need to cover up. We are all women here, and I must say, you have an impressive set of breasts. I haven't seen many that are larger or quite so plump and healthy. If you cooperate, and aren't guilty of the crime we suspect, we will leave peacefully."

Sally wasn't sure how she should reply, or even if she should at all. She slumped into her chair and watched the new hire grab her clothes and rush out of the room without bothering to put them back on. Sally did find one thing to say, "I hope you haven't scared her off. She's only been working here a few days and I like her. She's a hard worker."

Helena grinned mirthfully, "That's not the kind of work one expects from the staff at a ladies club. Shouldn't she have been eating you out, not the other way around?"

Sally felt herself warming to this stranger. But that also put her on her guard. This woman was charismatic, which made her dangerous. If Sally wasn't careful this woman would having her confessing to crimes she didn't commit. She said, "I like to make sure my employees are well taken care of. They work hard and deserve to be treated well."

Helena leaned back and crossed her legs, "Well now, the reports we have received seem to have been a bit inaccurate. I was under the impression that the proprietress of this establishment had a reputation as a... well to put it bluntly, a fat moneygrubbing bitch. I would hardly call you fat. Plump yes, but you carry it well. A good portion of your weight is in your breasts, thighs, and hips. Half the Stretcher Kings I know wouldn't kick you out of bed. In fact, I know one that would use you as a pillow. And you take the time to pleasure your employees, not something a bitch would do. But forgive me, where are my manners? Let me introduce myself. I am Helena Maria Lillian Tafferty, Mother Superior of the Sisterhood of the Heavenly Cock."

Sally's eyes grew wide in shock. She sat across from the leader of the worlds largest religion. A religion that took a very dim view on people like her. Or at least how she used to be. She tried to be better. But it seemed all her hard work at changing herself was going to go to waste. She doubted she would live to see tomorrow. She silently cursed herself. The harem queen had become a true inspiration for her. Kathy Daniels kind and gentle demeanor and generosity had touched Sally in a way no one else ever had, but it was too little too late.

But Sally wouldn't beg for her life. She had her pride. Kathy had performed the mass healing miracle just twelve hours after being shot and nearly dying. Sally would take that as inspiration and face her **** head on. She had done what she could to improve herself. She had given a raise to every one of her employees. She now gave them paid sick leave in addition to their vacation times and she made sure to personally give each of them an orgasm at least once a week. She even found she enjoyed giving them pleasure, something that she wouldn't have done before the harem queen changed her life.

She realized she had been rudely silent so she sat up straight and said, "What can I do for you Mother Superior?"

Helena smiled, "We have received reports that you have been selling what you claim to be Stretcher King cum infused drinks. Selling them for a very very high price. Would you care to explain that?"

Sally felt the nervous sweat running down her temple and her back as well. "I... um... I bought... a couple vials... and uh..."

Helena interrupted, "You bought them? Is that your claim? You bought them and aren't counterfeiting them? I feel I should warn you. Do. Not. Lie. To. Me. You will not like what happens."

Sally stammered, "It's true. Stretcher King Caleb gives the stuff away like it's candy. One of our members sold the first two vials to me because she needed the cash, and uh, I uh, spread the word that I would buy more if anyone had any. I've bought a few more and figured... I would... um... make drinks with it... I didn't do anything wrong. The cum isn't stolen or counterfeit."

Helena had first hand knowledge that Caleb simply gave his cum away. She had a vial in her purse out in the car and an entire jar locked in her office safe back home in Delhi. At first she was amazed that Caleb didn't sell his cum. He could make a fortune once word spread about the special and unique miracles his cum blessed women with. The age reversing effect, fat relocation, and skin treatments did not require Kathy to personally extract it, and it could be used on any woman. But Caleb was too kind and generous to even consider profiting off his gods given blessings. He really was the perfect Stretcher King.

Helena uncrossed her legs and sat up straight. She said in a voice that would accept no argument, "Show us these vials."

Sally eyed the Lotus Sister in the room. Helena held her hand up and said, "Diane, let her retrieve them."

Sally very slowly reached down to the safe beside her desk and equally slowly opened it. She placed all five vials she owned on her desk and sat back. Helena waved Monose forward. Monose picked up and inspected each vial in turn. Finally she opened the one that was half full and sniffed at it's contents. The scent caused her pussy to drool, which no ordinary cum could ever do. Monose had spent thirty years as a Lotus Sister, and ordinary cum would turn her stomach. She reclosed the last vial and set it back on the desk. She reported, "Mother Superior, all five vials contain Priestess Sonia's personal seal, and they have not been tampered with. The last one has been opened, but the cum inside is the Stretcher King's. I'd stake my reputation on it."

"Very well." Helena looked at Sally and said, "And these drinks really do contain his cum? You are not just telling people this?"

Sally felt a sense of relief. She may just survive this encounter after all. "Yes. I um... Ask any of the members that have bought one. The effects of the drinks are pretty obvious. The immediate effect is profound but over the next several days it becomes pretty obvious. Uh... I um... My nickname Fat Sally... A week or two ago it was very apt. But ever since I started tasting his cum the weight just falls off my body, and my boobs are much bigger than they were. There are rumors going around that all the women that taste his cum have had a similar effect happen to them. I think you know what that means."

Helena smiled, "Indeed I do. Very well then. You are not the charlatan we were led to believe."

She rose to her feet and said, "Sorry about the door. Mother Monose here will have it repaired. She will also be leaving you her card. I suggest you stop purchasing unregistered cum. Don't deny it either. We will be purchasing one of the buildings in the area and converting it to a church. You will likely have some of our congregation making use of your establishment. I would be very displeased to discover that our worshipers were engaged in the purchase of illegal cum. Good day to you."

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