There is a game a foot

Sorry for the hiatus, sadly having a full time job and job searching for a better one takes way too much time. That said, I will be trying to spin this story back up, and perhaps I will toss up a patreon for it in case anyone is interested in helping me make writing a full time gig. Until then stay with me... I'll put out more as I can.

It had been a month since I had gone on my annual Guys Weekend, that had turned into a guys night. With the pregnancy things had been insane, Anne was devastated, and had hoped that my impromptu wall fuck had bred her, but when her period came and went she knew it had not happened. Elise on the other hand had positioned herself as my lover and sidekick. She had spent hours planning things out with me. She had come up with outlandishly devious ideas for both her and her sister, and had generated a neatly typed list of potential friends and family that might be useful to turn into additional toys.

"Daddy, I don't mind helping you build a harem of sluts" Elise was saying as I read her list "I just want to be clear, you may own me, but I am the top bitch. I will own each and everyone of these cunts you turn into fleshlights. I think that's a pretty fair deal."

You struggle not to burst out laughing knowing full well that she was serious. Your response was likely what she had anticipated "Love, we have to be very careful. Even our relationship could bring unwanted attention. The fact that my programming seems to work far better than anyone else could bring a lot of unwanted and very dangerous attention."

Elise nodded but continued "Perhaps you should open a hypnosis business. It would only take a few weeks to get the certification, and within a few months it would allow for you to get ahold of all sorts of women. Or, perhaps you could create some files online to mind fuck hundreds or even thousands of clueless idiots all the while getting paid excessively for it."

Your cock twitched at the thought of thousands of beautiful women all programming themselves daily. Perhaps there was something to this idea, but what to do with all of them. You grinned at Elise and her eyes glinted deviously "You liked that idea didn't you daddy?" she cooed but wasn't done "Or maybe you do both. That would be my suggestion."

Your mind was reeling. An image of thousands of women throughout the world some in low places, some in high, some older some younger. You could theoretically rule the world if things were handled correctly, or you could simply stick to your corner and own it. Or, perhaps the smarter route, you could simply use your skills to stay hidden while breeding your stable of sluts.

You kissed Elise hard, and contemplated your next move.