The first threesome time

"Ugh, yeah, eat my cunt you bi-ass bitch!"

Linda flushes in embarrassment as you watch the video of you and Maisie having sex with her. At that moment, Linda was grinding on Maisie's face while you were pistoning in and out of your... you didn't really like thinking of Maisie as your property, but she definitely wasn't your girlfriend... out of the prone woman's pussy.

"Cheesy improvised dialogue is part of the show," Maisie says. She was in her natural body for the event; Linda expressed interest in having a go with her in other bodies, but given that she was promised that Maisie would actually enjoy this one--which she had--she wanted it to be with the Maisie she remembered.

Maisie was nervous as all hell when Linda arrived, of course. She had to handle the intake, since part of it was signing the NDA surrounding your identity. You wanted to make it "we own your soul for eternity if you break this" but Maisie, after prodding you to make her a legal mastermind, pointed out that terms that were too strict would never hold up in court, so instead it just had a bunch of damages clauses which would probably deter anyone who was willing to do a porno with you.

Linda, for her part, didn't much care about the porno side of things, she just wanted another go with Maisie's tongue. She didn't object to it either, though.

"Royalties," she pointed out when you asked why she wasn't paying more to keep it private. "And a trust fund that's already mine."

"Must be nice not having to worry about having your life ruined by doing porn, got all the money you need right there," Maisie grumbled.

"Didn't think you'd be the type to do it. Especially not with him, or doing lezzie stuff."

"Sometimes plans change," you said. "Life takes its twists and turns and we end up in places we never expected."

"Still, could be worse than getting to have sex with Master every day," Maisie concluded. Linda didn't even blink at that.

So the video was filmed, and you're reviewing it before uploading it.

"I know," Linda says. "Just, if I'm gonna do a porno, I kinda wanted to have better instincts about what to say, y'know?"

Maisie shrugs. "Not everyone can just turn out to be a genius at it like me."

"We also got a lot of practice," you remind her. "Had to have plenty of videos ready for go-live."

Linda nods. "Y'know, I wouldn't mind having a go with you, either, especially now that I know what you're packing down there." She whistles appreciatively.

"You specifically said you didn't want me to penetrate you, other than orally," you point out.

"Because I was mostly here for her mouth," Linda replies, gesturing at Maisie. "And damn, you're even better than last time, and you even ate my ass as well."

"I was doing what the client wanted," Maisie says.

"Yeah, well, the client wants another go sooner rather than later."

"Then the client can pay us some more money out of her trust fund, or wait for her royalties to accumulate," you say.

"What if I joined your little agency?" she suggests.

"We aren't really looking to hire right now," Maisie responds.

"Why not? Two hot chicks, one hung dude, or two hung guys and one hot bitch, whatever, and if it's just two of us the third can actually be at the camera so it's not just fixed angles."

"Only Maisie's a competent videographer here, though, and she's the main talent," you observe.

You lean down to whisper in Maisie's ear. "Maisie, you're a brilliant engineer who'll invent something which will let you control a camera setup while your brain is having more holes fucked into it than Swiss cheese."

You're pretty sure your various normality commands to Maisie will cover being able to give her commands with other people not finding anything amiss, but Maisie was utterly adamant that nobody could know about the curse, no matter what contracts were signed.

"It's my older sister, Holly," she'd explained. "She's trying to keep it a secret, so as long as the only people who know about the curse already have someone under control, or are women like Jocelyn, I guess, she's safe, and I want to keep it that way."

"And if she's in everything your stuff gets stale, even if she can take on three dozen different bodies," Linda says. "People still know it's her, they'll want some variety in the actual personnel, not just the bodies on camera."

"We can't exactly pay you much right now," you remind her.

"Meh. Like I said, trust fund. And if this lets me fuck the two of you more, I'll call that a win."

Maisie draws up the necessary contracts--Linda is getting royalties, but she also has to be given at least a nominal wage--and soon enough you've signed your first actual employee.

"Welcome aboard," you say. Linda shakes your hand, then Maisie's, smiling as she does.

"Glad to be here," she agrees. "Especially given how kinky I bet you can make things with the curse and all."

--

Jocelyn's mind wanders as she lets her body respond appropriately to the three men pounding her in a farmhouse in the middle of nowhere.

Three rules she wants to break, three guys gangbanging her. That's the trade the magic demands to let her slip in even a bit past Sonia's life curse. And she hates every second of it.

Her inner sight is watching Linda, Maisie and her owner. She hopes she can help them have just a bit of a better ending.

Maisie, Linda and Holly all remind her a bit too much of Bethany to do otherwise... but the curse is a cruel mistress.

She gives the appropriate moan of faked orgasm as her three partners all unload into her at once.

"That'll be all, gentlemen," she says once the dick in her mouth softens and she lifts herself off of it.

"Good fucking lay you are," one of them replies. "Hope I get to plow you again. Want your cunt next time."

"Hot piece of ass, too," says another.

"Well, this hot piece of ass will arrange for you to be picked up and taken to the train station," Jocelyn says primly, her magic ensuring they don't notice as she simply creates new clothes for herself out of nothing. "This hot piece of ass is not, however, promising that there will be a 'next time'."

"Eh, I got to fuck you once," the third guy says. "Good enough for me."

"I'm glad to hear that," the witch says, walking away from the farmhouse as she waves a hand and banishes it, and its inhabitants, a few vagrants whom nobody will miss, to oblivion.