Aimi Fujiwara, a busty Japanese student from college

"Hey master!" Sasha types in the chat, "I've found someone who could be interested in joining our cult. She's called Aimi. She's in one of my courses in college in college and I think you will like her. Her family came here from Japan seven years ago when she was 15. Don't worry, her english is almost perfect. We shouldn't have any trouble communicating with her. I've had none so far and I've already done two group projects with her. She's a good girl...also, she's bi..."

"Great!" you reply, "can I see a picture?"

Sasha sends you a picture and you are not disappointed. Aimi is simply gorgeous! Her face is perfectly structured to be as cute as humanly possible, her brown eyes sparkle in the sunlight, her perfect shoulder-length black hair looks softer than the finest silk and her tits are enormous, especially considering japanese women are not known for having bra sizes in the D category outside of hentai.

"Well, you're gonna like this one!" types Jessica in the chat, "you've always loved big tits and hers are way bigger than mine. I bet they're fake!"

"I don't think so," replies Sasha, "the way they jiggle seems real to me. I could ask her if you want...I could also touch them just to be sure. It would be my pleasure, LOL!!!" she then adds a thirsty emoji to her message.

"No!" you reply, "The master always touches the new members first. I will touch them when she comes for an interview. Btw, you haven't told her our names right?"

"No. I've followed your instructions to the letter. I've only referred to you as the master and the wife and done everything to protect your anonymity until she is officially a concubine."

"Excellent! We'll meet her at your place, then. Drop her there on friday night, then come pick us up at Jessica's place. That way, she won't be able to identify us from our cars if we reject her"

"Yes master :-)"

More time passes and friday night comes. Sasha comes pick both you and Jess as planned. Once in her car, you put on a japanese demon mask, pretty fitting for interviewing your future japanese concubine, while Jess puts on venetian mask bearing the traits of a beautiful woman with her lips positioned for a kiss and wraps her hair in a bun. Once you arrive at Sasha's house, the garage door opens and Sasha brings the car inside the garage. The door then closes behind you, hiding you from the curious eyes of the outside world.

You get out of the car and into the garage and both put on black hooded cloaks. Your bodies are now almost entirely covered. Your identities are almost as safe if you were wearing skinsuits. You could have chosen to just wear other people instead, but you need everyone to be themselves at the beginning of the initiation ceremony, so you went for traditionnal disguises instead.

You and Jess hold hands as if you were going to a fancy masked ball as you follow Sasha to Aimi. When she sees you, she gets up and bows in respect as she greets you as master and wife. Seeing her already acting submissive like that makes you feel your cock getting hard in your pants.

You all sit around a table as you start asking her questions.

"So, Aimi, is that right? What has Sasha told you about our cult?"

"That if I join you, I will not be allowed to have sex with anyone outside the cult, but that I will get to wear the skins of other women (but not yours) and that sometimes, other women or even you will wear mine to have sex with the other women of the cult and that it will feel awesome because you will get your dick out of my vagina...and...that's pretty much it"

"I will also wear other women to have sex with you. I might fuck you while wearing Sasha's skin for example and using my dick as I do so. You're ok with that?"

"Yes, I am. I'm bi, so having sex with something that's a mix of man and woman is not a problem to me."

"Good! Also, I might not wear you only to have sex. Sometimes, I may just want to live your life from your perspective and wear you for weeks or even months if I want to. It's unlikely that I'll wear you for that long (my family might start wondering where I'm at if I do), but it's a possibility. You're cool with that?"

"Yes! I will remember it after, right?"

"Yes! I will use the brown pen on your skin and you will remember everything as if you had lived it yourself. Also, I need to tell you that you're allowed to say no when someone asks to wear you. However, you must not do it too often, ESPECIALLY if it's me or the wife who demands it. So you have to be prepared to say yes most of the time unless you've got a good reason not to. Are you cool with that?"

"Yes, totally!"

"Also, you will owe me and the wife complete obedience. If you're wearing someone else from the cult and me or the wife finds that you've been wearing it for too long or we just want that person back as their original self, we will order you to remove the skin and to restore that person and you have NO RIGHT refuse in this case. You also have to follow every single one of ours orders if it's for the good of the cult. Say, if you want to do something, but we think it could reveal our cult and the existence of the pens to the world at large, we will forbid you from doing it and you must comply under pain of being kicked out of the cult."

"No problem. I've had very strict parents, so I'm used to being bossed around."

"Hmmm...Are they at risk of interfering with your activities in the cult?"

"No. I've left their home two years ago and now live in an appartment. They no longer have much authority over me. Also, if you tell me something and the wife tells me something else, who do I listen to?"

"Me. The wife is my second in command in the hierarchy, so if the orders we give you conflict, mine always have priority."

Then, Jessica intervenes: "There's one case where you always have to listen to me though. If I feel neglected by him and he spends too much time with you and your huge, probably fake tits instead of me, I can unilateraly declare our couple to be in what we call a refocusing period. That means he and I will only be allowed to have sex with each other and will need permission from the other to wear one of your skins until I feel like he's given me the attention I deserve as the wife. Remember that the rules state he has a duty to spend more time with me than with any of you, so don't you dare take too much place. Understood?"

"Yes, mistress. I will not stand in between the two of you. I promise" she says with her eyes looking at the ground in respect and submission.

"Come on, babe! Don't be so mean. You don't have to feel threatened. You know I love you and always will!"

"Yeah, yeah! I know" she says, not sounding very convinced.

"Speaking of those tits, are they real?"

"Excuse me?"

"Are your tits naturally that big or did you use surgery to make them bigger?"

"Uh...they're natural!"

"Bullshit!" says Jessica.

"Let me check, will you?"

"Yes, master"

You and Aimi both get up. She is wearing a low cut that arrogantly displays her enormous cleavage. You place your hands on them and squeeze them. You find that they are very soft to the touch. They feel as natural as they come. Aimi tries to hold back small moans as you grab them.

"Well, they feel just like yours babe. So, unless you're telling me yours are fake too, they're real!"

"Hmm! Yeah right, they feel just like mine, but bigger!"

"Babe! Yours are great too. Sasha, tell her!"

"He's right, mistress. Ever since I've known you, I couldn't stop looking at your tits and that's coming from a lesbian!"

"You see? Now, stop being so negative!"

With a movement of her head, Jessica acquiesces. You can't see her face, but you can tell from her body langage that she is still jealous of Aimi's tits. You then turn back to Aimi and say "Well, congratulations! You are accepted! Welcome to the cult of skin and flesh!!! Now, we will soon begin the ceremony. For that, you will have to choose one of the women of the cult which I will fuck while wearing you. It will be your first taste of the glorious sensations to come. My wife, please get up and remove your mask so that Aimi can witness your beauty while making her choice."

Jessica obeys somewhat reluctantly. She removes her cloak and mask and, as she does so, Aimi gasps.

"Mistress!" she says, "you are so beautiful! And Sasha and the master were right about your tits. They are great!!!"

"There she goes, bootlicking me into liking her!" says Jessica.

"Wife! Stop this at once! That's enough now!" you order.

"Now, my new concubine, choose. Who will I bed while wearing your skin over mine? Sasha or the wife?"