House of Corruption

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**Author's Note - I am more than happy for other writers to add chapters, subject to my approval. I am also happy for the story to take multiple alternate paths, so don't worry too much about derailing things! However, if your chapter is just too wild and crazy for my liking, I won't approve it! :) **

Nick Valen knew the fates were smiling on him when he found out he’d be staying with the Burnwell family for the foreseeable future. He was just starting his studies and as Tracy Burnwell owned a spacious house in the same town as the college he’d be attending, she’d offered to give him free accommodation for as long as he wanted it. Tracy was an old friend of Nick’s Mom and she insisted it was the least she could do. She had plenty of room and neither she nor her two daughters would mind having him as a house-guest.

As he stepped up to the doorstep of the large house with his bags, and heard the cab pull away, he smiled and tingled with excitement, thinking about the days and possibilities that awaited.

A few moment after he pressed the doorbell, the door opened and there she was – Tracy Burnwell, one of the hottest MILFs on the face of the Earth! She was in her late 40s but looked about ten years younger. She beamed a brilliant smile at him from her classically beautiful features, and stepped back from the door with a welcoming gesture.

“Nick, you’re here! Come right on in and make yourself at home. And it IS your home, until you decide otherwise.”

Her golden blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and her ocean-blue eyes twinkled at him. She wore a white blouse that almost managed to conceal the magnificent breasts that adorned her chest, and she wore skin-tight blue jeans that did nothing to conceal the luscious curves of her hips, thighs and ass.

She turned away and walked into the spacious lobby of the house, and his eyes couldn’t help but drop to the broad expanse of her glorious ass, framed to perfection in the tight jeans. The smooth, broad buttocks swung delightfully from side to side as she walked casually through her house, the lush curve of each ass-cheek uninterrupted by any hint of panty-line.

As she approached the foot of a curving flight of stairs, the stunning MILF looked back over her shoulder at Nick, and he snapped his eyes away from her ass and up to her face. She smiled at him, either not noticing that he’d been ogling her perfect rump, or just accepting it as the behavior expected of a young man his age.

“C’mon, I’ll show you to your room and you can settle in.”

He followed her up the wide stairs to the upper floor, and when he wasn’t admiring her ass, he looked around him at the large house with its many rooms and opulent furnishings. Yeah, he could make himself at home here! It was certainly a step up from the small house he’d stayed in with his Mom for the last few years, and was a hell of a lot better than any student accommodation he’d be able to afford!

From his Mom, Nick knew that Tracy had divorced her husband a couple of years ago and he had been some kid of investment banker. Nick didn’t know all the details, but he gathered that her husband had been cheating on Tracy, and the divorce settlement had been huge. Not only that, but she also ran her own video production company which gave her a healthy income.

As he followed the stunning older woman down a hall, a door opened to the left and out stepped a vision in spandex. This would be Samantha, Tracy’s older daughter.

Nick knew quite a lot about her too. She was a fitness vlogger who had her own YouTube channel, in which she demonstrated various workouts, and tried on active-wear made by several companies who sponsored her – Lululemon, GymShark, etc. Nick knew this well, because he’d done plenty of ‘research’, watching her videos and jerking off furiously at the sight of the gorgeous, fit young woman flexing and posing her magnificently toned body in a mouth-watering range of skin-tight workout gear.

Right now, the luscious brunette was wearing a tight spandex sports bra and deliciously tight leggings which accentuated her every wondrous curve to perfection. She smiled brightly at her new house-mate. “Oh hi, I’m Sam! You must be Nick. I guess we’ll be seeing a lot of each other!” She walked past quickly and tripped lightly down the stairs, out the front door and away.

Nick was lost for words, overwhelmed by seeing this vision of beauty in the flesh for the first time. He could only watch her as she left, marveling at the sight of her muscular, heart-shaped ass straining against the spandex leggings. He knew her ass was her pride and joy, and he had watched several of her ‘booty workout’ videos again and again…

As he was staring after the departed fitness goddess, he heard Tracy clearing her through from behind him. He turned and saw her standing at an open door further down the hall. “This is you! I hope you like it! We’ve got a few other spare rooms so let me know if you’d like me to show you any of those.”

He stepped forward and looking into the large bedroom, then turned to the stunning MILF. “Oh, this will be just fine!”

“OK then, you settle in, and holler if you need anything. Dinner will be ready in a couple of hours.”

With that, she left him to unpack his bags. As he was taking out his clothes and laying them on the bed, he heard a light rapping on the door behind him. Turning, he saw yet another vision of female beauty.

“Hi Nick! I’m Chris. Welcome to Burnwell Towers!”

This was Christine, the younger daughter. She was wearing a lot more in the way of clothing than her sister, but was no less stunning for that. Her pretty eyes wore a pair of glasses, and her mousy brown hair was tied back in a pony tail. She wore a loose, shapeless t-shirt and a pair of old, ratty looking jeans, but it was still clear that she was hiding a tight, nubile young body beneath them.

He knew less about Christie than he did about Sam, but he knew that she was in her third year at college. His Mom wasn’t sure what she was studying, history, anthropology, something like that. He’d make it his business to find out more.

For now, he just waved and said, “Hi!”

Then the bookish beauty stepped away from the door and was gone.

He sat on the bed and sighed happily. This was almost too perfect, and he couldn’t ask for a better base of operations to begin his life’s work…

For some years, Nick had been obsessed with the idea of turning good, chaste, virtuous women into dark, twisted, perverse sluts. He would always perk up and pay close attention whenever a movie or TV show featured a gorgeous female character who, through some plot contrivance, would be turned to the ‘dark side’ and become a seductive, fetishized vixen, betraying her male co-stars and embracing evil in the sexiest way possible.

It was always a disappointment when the women were inevitably rescued and returned to their old, good, boring selves.

Nick became consumed with the thought of playing out these fantasies in reality, and so began his life-long interest in hypnotism, mind-control, as well as brain chemistry, and the that could alter it in just the right ways. He had read all he could find on these subjects, and so along the way he developed an expert knowledge of psychology and pharmacology.

When the time came for him to choose a career path, it was a no-brainer. He would attend college and gain the necessary qualifications to follow his chosen path. Truth be told, he doubted that he could be taught much that he didn’t already know in these fields, but he knew that his college studies would give him the time and resources he needed to make his dreams into reality.

And now, here he was, living under the same roof as three amazingly hot women, each providing her own delicious potential for him to experiment and perfect his corruption techniques!

The only question was, how best to begin, and which of his gloriously hot house-mates to turn his attention to first…