Tit job

“Suck my cock.” I feel like I'm supposed to add “bitch”, but I'm just not feeling the need with Jez.

“Yes, my lord!” She drops back down to her knees and fishes my hard dick out of my pants. It is incredible looking down at a girl with tits this big sucking my cock. They're even bigger than Rosa's. Jez isn't the prettiest of my girls, but when the main feature of her face is my cock sticking out her her mouth, she's almost perfect.

“Hey, are you on the pill?”

Jez pulls her head off my cock and looks up at me. “No, my lord. Mom, I mean Carol, wouldn't allow it, so I've been using condoms. But... we don't have to use a condom if you don't want to?”

That sounded a lot more like a request than an offer. Does this little Satan worshiper want me to put a half-demon baby in her? “Thanks, but I'm not looking to spawn quite yet.” She runs her hands over her hot body, clearly trying to get me to reconsider. Wow, the thought is actually... more tempting than I expected. “Maybe later. Right now, get on the pill as soon as possible. We'll just have some fun today. Get on the bed on your back.”

She lies down. I take off my pants and mount her chest. My dick isn't small, but it disappears between her big tits. She holds them together for me and I start slowly stroking between them. Dave was right, a titjob from a big tittie girl feels great!

My phone buzzes. I pull it out and check my messages. There's one from Savannah.

“Hey. Whatcha doin', stud?”

This could be fun! I write back, “Tittie fucking one of my girlfriends.”

There's no response for a minute, so I move backwards to where I can slide the shaft of my cock against Jez's pussy lips. She's so fucking wet, there's more than enough juice to coat my dick. I scoot forward and put my cock back between her boobs. By that point there's a new message from Savannah.

“Were you serious about having several girlfriends?”

I send her a pic of Binita, that one I took a long time ago of my cock on her head. I send nudes of Brooke and Caitlin that also have my cock in the pictures. Then I put the camera on a timer and set it on a nightstand. I get a great shot of me fucking Jez's big boobs.

Hopefully Savannah's able to tell that it's the same cock in every picture. After I send the picture of Jez, I add another message. “There's one more girlfriend so far, but I'll let you guess who that might be. Hint: You're much hotter than her.”

She doesn't take the bait. “That's just porn you got off the internet.”

Oooh, a challenge! I say, “Hey Jez, smile for the camera. I have something I want you to say.”

A minute later I send Savannah a video. It shows Jez on her back, with my cock slowly sliding between her huge tits. She smiles and says, “Hi, Savannah! Greg says you want to be one of his girlfriends. That's great! But you can only be one of his girls if you accept that he is your lord and master and you are just a series of holes that was born to serve his every whim. Hope to meet you soon!”

She adlibbed a lot. She's really eager!

The response comes back quickly. It's just “OMG!”

I write back, “I told you I treat my girlfriends like shit. They grovel for me and beg for my cock. They have no opinions, they just want me to tell them what to do. If you think this interests you at all, feel free to send me a selfie.”

I don't think “feel free” counts as a command. If it does, it just means she should be allowed to, not that she has to. So it's up to her, depending on how much two days of masturbation training has done to her.

The next message has no text, just a picture.

Cute. “Don't be a fucking idiot. You know what kind of selfie I meant.”

I toss the phone on the bed beside me and start to really fuck Jez's tits. It feels so damn good. I have my hands cupped on either side of them, pushing those soft mounds against my cock. I'm getting close to nutting.

Another picture comes in.

Much better. This reminds me of when Binita first broke and I looked at a hot picture of Caitlin while I fucked Binita. That seems so long ago. I don't need to look at the picture now, Jez is much hotter than Binita. She places her lips on my cock and I fuck her tits hard. I cum, and she sucks it all up.

I get off her and see that there's another message from Savannah.

“Well?”

I pull my pants back on and ask Jez if she wants to take any stuff besides clothes. She hadn't thought of that, so she starts packing a box with a few posters and things, including that freaky bondage gear Care Bear. Another message comes in from Savannah.

“I'm not saying I want to be your girlfriend. If that's really how you treat girls, I don't want any part of it.”

Yeah, right. I type one last message. “Add phrases like “I want to submit to Greg”, “Greg deserves to fuck other women” and “I have no right to an opinion, only Greg should have opinions” to the things you say while masturbating. Don't send any more messages to me today. Forget these.”

That's enough of her for today.

Jez finishes packing and says, “I can't wait to meet the other girls in your harem, my lord!”

“Well, in a way, you already know them.” I walk up to her and put a finger on her forehead. She obediently freezes. I say, “Get a piece of paper. Write down, “Freya: the pet, Binita: the house maid, Brooke: my lord's personal maid, Caitlin: the side piece, Savannah: the second girlfriend, me: the first girlfriend, and Sabra: the queen. Forget these.”

Jez's eyes go wide as she realizes she has to do something, but she doesn't know why. She rushes to a desk and pulls out a pen and some paper. She writes down everything I said quickly, then looks at me and says, “My lord, I wrote this down, but I don't know why I did it!”

“It was my will!” I say with as much theater flair as I can manage. “Those are my women, in order of rank.”

She looks at the list, her eyes as big as plates. “I'm... this high up? I'm not your servant, I'm your... girlfriend?”

I shrug, smiling a little more than I mean to. “I have enough servants. You're... dark lord girlfriend material.”

She seriously looks like she wants to hug me, but she lowers her head and says, “Thank you, my lord!”

Jez gets dressed. I take her suitcase and she takes the box of her other stuff. We walk out to my car, ignoring her mom's offer of cookies. I tell Jez to drive. I also tell her where to drive to, but I make her forget that command. She's amazed when she knows exactly where to go. Messing with her is so much fun.

Now it's time for the plan.