Put the girl in her place.

I write up a message. “Excellent! Now you need to make sure she understands her place in the relationship. Get a commitment from her as soon as possible. Make her say out loud that she's your girlfriend. Then get her good and horny again. If it's not tonight, that's fine, but soon. When she's squirming and eager to please, tell her that you want a threesome with a guy, but you want her to pick the guy. Make her get a dating profile, then send me a message so that I can match her. Do NOT let her pick her own guys. Make her do the swiping, but make it clear that she can't actually decide without your say-so. Only let her match with me.” Before I hit “send” I have another thought and add, “Send Kelsey's measurements to Brooke.”

Should I tell Caitlin that matching with her girlfriend will let me capture her again? At one point she was begging for me to recapture her. I'd better not risk it. If there's any part of Caitlin that still wants to keep her options open, she might bolt. It's better to let her think that she's just getting me another girl.

The girls come back in wearing old work clothes. I'm really in the mood to see Brooke in her French maid uniform, but I'm not going to risk her getting paint on it or tearing it as they work on the studio. I say, “Brooke! Just wake me up with breakfast in bed for awhile. No blowjobs right now. I want to save up for other things.”

There's a moment of looking disappointed, but she pushes it down and smiles. “Yes, sir!”

I play some video games by myself while the girls get to work. With several of them working on the room, it doesn't take them long. However, even after they're done Jez can't join me because she hasn't done her hour of edging for the day. I need to get her on a morning schedule for that. What's the point of having a girlfriend who's into video games if she's not available to play when you want her to?

Again, I let Jez spend the night in my bed. I probably shouldn't do that again tomorrow night, three nights in a row might go to her head. However, she does have the rank of girlfriend, so I should probably do something special for her tomorrow. We don't do anything sexual tonight because I'm feeling really satisfied, but we go to sleep with her arms around me.

I wake up Sunday morning with her arms still around me and her big breasts pushed against my side. Jezebel is still asleep, but her hand is gently wrapped around my member. It feels really good. I lay there until Brooke comes in with the tray for my breakfast. Binita is behind her with a tray for Jez. I wake the goth girl up and we eat together, then the maids remove the trays and Jez lazily licks my balls for awhile.

The girls spend the morning finishing up the studio. Then I tell them what I learned on the internet about how often they should be posting to their Instagram feed, how often they should post Instagram stories, how often they should tweet, and stuff like that. There's a whole science to building a following, apparently. Their posts can't all be pics from their “bedrooms” in the studio, they need to go out and get some interesting pictures in cool places. They need to set up a schedule for going out, for using the studio for pics, and for streaming or recording in the studio since only one of them can do that at a time. It's beginning to seem like being an influencer is an actual, full time job! Who knew?!

However, I want some extra time with Jez. With all the work I've done for the last two months to grow my harem and get my dick wet on the regular, it's been nice to just hang out with a girl. So after lunch I say, “Hey Jez, let's go out! Where do you want to go?”

Her eyes light up. “Oh! Can we go to Halloween Town, my lord? It's a store that sells Halloween stuff all year round!”

I put my arm around her waist. “Yeah, that sounds fun!” I think about telling her to call me by my name in public, but honestly, with her goth outfit and her black lace choker, people will probably expect her to call me “my lord”.

The store isn't too far away, and it's pretty fun. I take a bunch of pictures of Jezebel in her hot red and black outfit. Pics of her posing next to a shelf full of tombstones, pics of her trying on various scary masks, and a couple pics of her kissing a statue of the Crypt Keeper on the cheek. She collects those pictures into an Instagram story and posts it.

Then we spot the haunted house they've got set up in the back. This place is really huge and elaborate for being inside a store. That seems like a good idea for a different set of pics, so we sneak into the bathroom so she can put on the other outfit she brought.

Of course, I'm not going to sneak into a public bathroom with my hot girlfriend without at least getting a blowjob. I choose the handicap stall so that we'll have more room, and it is worth it. Her tits look insanely good in her black, semi-transparent bra when she's kneeling on the tile floor. She sucks me off quickly. I don't want to take a long time because I did see some lady in a wheelchair in the store, and she'll probably be a bitch about it if she comes in and we're in her personal stall, as if she owns the thing.

After I've cum down Jez's eager throat, she gets dressed in a white blouse (tied off under her big rack, or course), tiny black skirt, and black stockings. With her black fingernails and lipstick, she really looks like she attends a slutty goth private school. We go to the haunted house exhibit and take a bunch of pictures of her looking around the creepy stairs and spiderweb covered bookshelves. It's like a super-hot version of Scooby Doo. She can use these pics for another Instagram story tomorrow.

We go to the theater and I pick out the movie, then we go to dinner. It's the first real date I've been on in almost a year. It's so normal it's weird.

When we get home, I find that all of the recording equipment has arrived. There are microphones and other equipment for each girl so they can keep their setup right. By changing the sheets on the bed or putting the green screen in the right place to block the rest of the room, each girl can look like she's shooting or streaming from a completely different bedroom. It's perfect.

I pull Jez into the living room, hold her tight and say, “You've been very patient. It's time for you to fully pleasure your dark lord. I have a plan to make it extra special.”

She stares into my eyes with complete devotion.