Find new camera operator

Alright, time to find someone to replace Fred. While I did get a certain thrill in fucking his women in front of him, I reckon some new blood is needed. We all gotta make sacrifices if we want a new home. And if I have to find a smoking hot chick whos going to record me having sex with other smoking hot chicks, then hey, that's the cross I gotta carry.

But I like to think I'm a man of class. A man of taste. So she can't just do a good job filming, she's gotta bring the whole kit and caboodle. I've seen some of what Fred has filmed so far, and it's decent, for someone with no experience. But if I'm going to make a whole Christmas album, then I need it to be higher quality. Which means a better camera, a better operator of said camera, and someone who can do some editing. Now, this being a small town, that means I don't have a lot of options, so let's hope I can find someone. Which is what brings me here. Our local news network building.

I walk in, and immediately, I'm greeted by an old lady, sitting behind a counter. She flashes me a warm smile as I walk up to her.

"Hi maam, I was wondering if I could get a tour of this place, meet some people I'm thinking about going into journalism, and always wanted to be behind a news camera. Would that be possible?" I ask her, giving her my best smile in return.

"Well... I think I can do that. What's your name?"

"John Doe"

"Alright honey, give me a moment." She gestures to the sitting area, and I take a seat. After a few minutes, a man pops out from behind the counter.

"Hey, you're Mr. Doe, right? Maeve here tells me you're looking at a career in network TV." The man walks up to me, and shakes my hand.

"That's right, and I figured coming here might be the best way to start."

"That's good to hear, we're always on the lookout for good talent. You can call me Frank, and I can show you around if you'd like."

"That would be swell Frank." He leads me around the back, and I wave to Maeve. We start walking through the building, and he starts talking about each area. First we go through some offices which is where the producers have meetings, talking about what to talk about. Then he leads me to a more open area, which is where they have the journalists, who actually find out the news. Throughout the area, there are a few women that catch my eye, but nothing to write home about. Finally, he takes me to an area with what looks like a bunch of switchboards. There are TVs all around, and a large panel, housing a ton of buttons and switches. Supposedly this is where they actually control the camera and make edits, which Frank confirms, so I figure this is the place to look. As Frank starts talking about how they're the backbone of blah blah blah, I cut him off.

"Hey Frank, tell me who works behind the scenes here"

He pauses for a second as the command takes root, and smiles again.

"I can do you one better, I can show you the employee files." He takes me past the camera stage, directly into some offices, which look surprisingly fancy. I take a seat on one of the comfortable couches, while Frank goes to a filing cabinet, and takes out some folders. "Here you go John." I take the papers, and start going through them. Over half of them were male, so I immediately threw them on the coffee table. Of the remaining six, three of them were over 60, and looked it. Two of them didn't look like anything special. As I was flipping to the sixth, I thought about the fact that with my powers, I could make anyone attractive. I quickly discarded that thought when I flipped open the last one.

"Ah, I see Leah piqued your interest. You've got good instincts. Although she's pretty new around here, she's definitely going to make it far. The way she naturally controls the camera, but also knows when to cut, when to zoom, everything. She's a natural."

Looks like we've got a winner.

"Is she working today?" I ask Frank.

"Yeah, she is. Maeve told me you wanted to get behind a camera though, wouldn't you rather meet some other people?" He asks me, with a confused look on his face.

"No, I definitely want to meet her." Frank gave a small shrug, and then walked me back to the control room. He looked around, and asked a small round man where Leah was. He pointed somewhere, and I followed Frank into what looked like a breakroom. As I walked in, I saw her sitting down on one of the chairs, and her picture really didn't do it justice. Wearing a tight red shirt, it showed off her beautiful rack, strained beneath it. Her skirt wrapped around her ass perfectly, and stopped high enough to give a great look at her nice long legs. Yes, she would definitely do nicely, especially if she's got the skills to back up her looks. I turned to Frank, and asked him if I might be able to speak to her alone. He was fine with it, and told me he'll wait for me at the camera stage. As I turned back, I looked at Leah, and I saw the guy sitting beside her, chatting up a storm. From her face, I could tell the guy was making a pass at her, and I couldn't blame him. However, she's mine now, and that just won't do.

"Hey guy, she clearly isn't interested, so why don't you go away."

As I said that, both of them looked at me. I saw a faint smile in Leah's face, and an annoyed look in the guys, although he did what he was told, and left. Leah watched him go, and was actually surprised.

"Thanks for that. That guy has been bothering me since I started," she said, giving me a big smile.

"Well why didn't you tell him to pound bricks yourself then?"

"Well, he's the network owners son. So if you're looking for a job here, I'm afraid you just lost any chance. I do appreciate it though,"

"Well no worries, because while I am here for a job, it's to offer one." She raised her eyebrow, and I took the chair beside her. As I did, I gave her a command.

John Doe is a man you want to please

"Well Leah, I talked to Frank, and apparently you are very good at your job," I placed my hand on her legs, near where her skirt ends, and started gently rubbing. "Not to mention, you are clearly beautiful. I recently made an opening that I think you will be a perfect fit for. Interested?" Leah leaned in.

"Of course Mr... What was your name?"

"You can just call me John."

"Alright John. What's the job?"

"Well Leah, I'm making a Christmas present for my family. It's a digital scrapbook of sorts. Basically, I had my dad film me fucking my mothers and sisters, turning them all into my sextoys," Using my hand already on her leg, I push them apart, giving me a good look at her panties. I push my chair towards her, and start rubbing her pussy through her underwear. "However, my dad won't be available as much, so I'm going to need someone to fill his role. So for this job, you'll need to be around me whenever I make a special memory with one of my sluts. Of course, accepting this means you will also be one of my sluts." I push her panties to the side, and stick my finger inside her, which makes her gasp. "Which means if I want to use you like a cumrag, you'll just have to accept that."

"Tha- that sounds doable," she said, wanting to stay professional even as I finger her in the breakroom.

"I'll also need you to edit all of the memories I make with my sluts, to make it presentable."

"I ca-can do that. How much would all of this pay?"

"Nothing. But, there are some benefits. First of all, you'll have a place to stay. I'm moving my family to Summerhill, you know the neighborhood?"

"The ones with the mans..." She trails off a bit, as I feel some liquid pour out of her pussy as it tightens around my finger. After 20 seconds, she regains her posture, and continues her question. "Summerhill is the neighborhood with the mansions, right?"

"That's correct. We're moving there, and you would get a room."

"So you want me to leave this job, in which my bosses have already told me I'm a rising star, to take yours, and all I get is to live in your house?"

"Ah, I haven't told you the second benefit." She looks at me intently. "The second benefit is that I would treat you like the dirty whore you are." I reach up, and grab her breast hard, and stick another finger in her hole. "I'll fill your holes with my cum, and make you scream like a sex crazed slut. You'll get to be my ****, and try your hardest to please me." That last part caught her attention, and I could feel her pussy tighten once more around my fingers. "Feels like you're interested."

"I think... I think I am." She gave a shy smile.

"Good. For now, we're still living at our house. While we don't have any free rooms, you can sleep in me and my wifes bed. She'll like playing with you, I'm sure." I smile at her. "Tell me, do you have a good camera to film?"

"Yeah, I do," she answers, out of breath.

"Good. Follow me." I stand up quickly, before looking at my fingers, and sticking them in front of Leah's mouth. She looks up at me, and back at my fingers, and takes the hint. She opens her mouth and sucks on my fingers getting all of her juices off. Once done, I take them out, and start walking out of the room. I can hear Leah scrambling a bit to pull down her skirt and fix her hair, a bit frazzled from the orgasm. She then follows me out of the room, seeing me tell Frank that I'm taking Leah with me. Surprisingly, Frank doesn't fight me on it. I guess the 'Men naturally want to offer their women to me' command was working here. I walk out of the building, saying bye to Maeve, and walk into the parking lot.

"Which is your car?" I ask, to which she points me to a mini coop. Well... I guess no one is perfect. I get in the car, and tell her to take me home.