Your way because there is no other way now.

Looking around the room, you see all of the ladies hanging on your every word. The power you feel is palpable. "Carla, Melissa, please come in and stand by me." They both walk in strutting their stuff like runway models as they strike a pose by your side. "These two lovely girls are my very personal assistance. Any instructions they pass to you will be as if it's from me. And worry not, Carla and Melissa would never use this for their own gains, would you girls?" You playfully kiss Melissa as she nods no and Carla kisses you on the cheek and whispers no into your ear.

Beaming with energy. "Ladies, yes I'm talking to all of you." The chatter dies down, you can see dreamy smiles from wall to wall with all of their eyes following you every movement. "Enough of this sour mess. There's way too much hate in here especially with all of you beautiful lovely women." With hands moving upward. "Everyone please stand up and move over to the walls." They all rise to their feet and shuffle over to the walls. "

"Okay I'm going to ask some questions, be honest answering them and then we'll set up some new rules you all can live by and then we all can have some fun." Giving them all a leery creepy look.

"First question, how many of you are trophy wives? I need to know how many of you just spend money doing nothing all day long and become a professional bed warmer at night." The women look around at each other and then one hand pops up followed by another again and again until 18 hands are in the air. It looks like some of the other ladies are surprised by those who raised their hands.

"Lovely, please stand by a seat in the center of the room." They move about to their seats and you stand in front of these tables. "Okay, now be honest, how many of you were professional strippers?" Of the 18 lovely ladies, only 6 hands went down. This caused a little commotion amongst the other women in the room. "Now everyone, don't hold it against them. In fact you admire them. Now you 12 beauties, I want you to organize, through Susan, aerobic classes for everyone here. You're going to teach them how to strip properly, pole dancing, and all the other things that will make their men happy." Looking around the room "Ok ladies, while they organize the classes you will attend, I want you to pick out a good porn name for yourselves and make sure there are no doubles."

"Second question, How many of you are professional business owners. You own your own business that your husband, boyfriend or whatever has no dealings with." Unlike the stripper group, 23 hands shoot straight up to your question. "Wonderful, take a seat to the right side of the room." The seats on the right side fill up quickly. "Is anyone in the catering business?" 2 hands go up. "Great, both of you will arrange for Nicole to have a personal chef prepare anything she wants for all her meals and to have someone ensure that her kitchen is properly stock to Nicole's liking. I'll leave the frequency details to the both of you.

Looking around the table "How many of you ladies are in the tech security business, 3 hands raise up. "Web design?" 2 hands join the other three. "Fantastic, you three are going to have you companies wire up all the women's bathrooms, locker rooms, and their houses with concealed cameras, high end mirrors and such. Anyplace the ladies congregate, I want a concealed camera there to record everything" You place your hands on one of the web designers lifting her up from her seat and turning her to face you. "What's your name sweetheart?" As you look her over admiring the simple white top with snug black capri pants and fluorescent green high heels, all with her nice rounded face wearing stylish black nerd glasses.

Happily nervous. "Alexis...um...sir?" She fidgets about, not sure where to place her hands or how to stand in front of you.

You lift up Alexis on top of the table and lie her flat upon it. You spread her legs apart with her high heels high up in the air. You place your face right on top of her crotch and playfully nuzzle your nose into it. "Alexis, I want you to design some porn websites for me using all the camera feeds. The money it makes will go to a few account that will belong to me, anonymously." You lovingly lick the crotch of Alexis's black capri pants. Alexis yelps in ecstasy, her back arching as she points her toes straight up to the ceiling. "YES!! OOOOOOH GOOOOOD YESSSSSS!! I'LL DO ITAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH." Your cheek can feel the moisture soaking through her pants. Everyone immediately around Alexis are looking at her, some teary eyed for her joy. Alexis lies on the table twitching in pleasure.

"And lastly, how many of you still standing by the walls are from old money families?" The remaining 15 ladies, including Susan, raise their hands and move to the remaining empty tables at your behest "Good, now you ladies work with Susan and make Nicole's money problems vanish. She'll have a new car every year and you will provide her whatever she needs."

Moving to the front of the room "Susan, stand in front of me." Susan, moves herself in front of you and you place your hands on her shoulders. "Susan here runs this club, therefore, she'll be my executive assistant in all affairs of this club. Every social event will be noted to her in case I fancy a visit to your event plus anything she might need from anyone to take care of Nicole." The room begins to buzz as the ladies chat among themselves. "As a rule now, I propose the following. Every meeting will have a $200 fee paid by each and every one of you for the Help Nicole Spend Money Fund. Isn't that right Susan?"

Susan nods in agreement to your proposal and gets a unanimous response from everyone. You give her a hug from behind and Susan sheds a single tear because you've rewarded her compliance.

"Ladies, only a few items left on this agenda. First, give all your paper cash to Carla and Melissa as they walk around the room. I need some seed money."

"Secondly, I want every one of you to start taking pictures of yourself undressing, stripping, showering and whatever else Alexis needs for these website that I really really need to succeed. Please don't disappoint me."

"And the last order of business, I want you to fuck your husband's, boyfriend's, girlfriend's, or whoever else's brains out tonight. Leave the window open and if you can, secretly record it for Alexis to use."

Smacking your hands together with another job well done. "Ok let have some fun now. I want all of you ladies to ........."

(Author's notes: Sorry for the novelization, I'm writing this way for my jollies. Please feel free to take this on another tangent or pop an element in the comments section you might like to read in this story. I'm open to ideas. Thanks for the likes and wonderful comments. Pachinko out.)