The Harem Pt.6 by theman256

A literotic sexstories: The Harem Pt.6 by theman256 ,

Sorry it took so long guys! Part 6 of the series is finally here. I recommend to read chapters 1-5All described persons are of legal age.

Marc – Protagonist

Jennifer – Marc’s wife, Queen

Kiran – Slave No.1, Bartender, Somelier

Sienna – Personal trainer

Megan – waitress

Christine – Cook, Megan’s Mom

Sissel – IT/Tech girl

“Sissel”, I said, “this is my private harem, my beloved girls. Much like you, they could not resist me and each one of them decided to be part of my little sex villa here, so they could be with me. And I’m very happy, you’re here now, because I would like you to join our modern family.” She looked at me as if I was an alien. “I… I… no… that’s not, I mean, I can’t… so these women are your sex slaves???” – “More or less, yes. But every single woman here is treated with utmost respect and love, not only by me but also by each other. And if you join, you can have more of the sex we just had at any time with only very few rules to follow. What do you think?”It was obvious she absolutely wasn’t able to wrap her thoughts around this situation and just didn’t know what to do or say. Obviously, her sexual longing for me and her sound mind that considered things like marriage, job, social status and life plans were fighting a battle inside here. I brushed her face with the back of my hand, sending a shudder through her whole body. Then I let my hand slide down along her neck until I reached her perfect breasts. Her body was trembling by now and I could she which part of her started to win the fight. She looked at me with her big blue eyes and said “But I’m married, I have a job, how can I join a harem?” – “Well honey, of course you would have to leave all of that behind. But here, you will never have to worry about money again, I’ll take care of you. And about your marriage… well I guess you know, that after you had sex with me, you would never be happy with you husband again, would you?”

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Probably not, I guess you’re right. So what would be the rules you were talking about? How does this harem work?”

“Well, as I said, there’s only a few rules, but those are holy.

1: I am the Master, the Lord, the God here. You will obey all of my commands and all your striving will be to make me happy.

2: Your body is mine, you are my sex slave.

3: This here is Jennifer, my wife and the queen in this harem. He commands are to be obeyed as well unless they contradict mine or are meant to harm me. She is only second to me.

4: There is no hierarchy between the rest of you. Your are sisters and have equal status and rights. You will all treat each other with love and respect, I don’t tolerate any snapping or bitching or jealousy.

5: You will keep your body in shape and do a daily workout with our personal trainer.

6: In this house the only thing you’re wearing are stockings.

7: Every one of my girls has a certain role and corresponding tasks in this house, that she has to fulfill as best as she can. Necessary financial resources and training will be granted by my wife or myself. We have a cook, that’s Christine over here, we have a waitress- Megan, we have a bartender/sommelier – Kiran and a personal trainer – Sienna.”

I pointed at every girl and they smiled back at Sissel. After the introduction she looked back at me and was still completely overwhelmed. “And what should be my role?”

“You will be my IT department. I want you to turn this villa into a smart home, install the latest technology wherever possible, run a home network, build a home cinema and so on. Whatever we can think of, I want it. And you’ll be the one to install and maintain everything. And of course you’ll also be part of my harem. So, what do you think?”

I could see that the task itself was alluring to her, she really seemed to like the idea of this project. And her body, still aching for my cock, was also pushing her to say “yes”, but she was still hesitant to give up her whole life, her marriage, her job, her independence and become a slave. So I moved in on her again and kissed her passionately. Immediately, her knees gave in and I supported her by grabbing her beautiful ass. Despite her recent massive orgasm her body reacted instantly and my touch triggered a deep moan. While my cock also reawakened and knocked on her still slimy heaven’s door, I motioned my girls to come closer and join the show.

I lifted Sissel up and let her sink onto my waiting spear, which made her cry out in ecstasy. Meanwhile, my harem had closed in on us and Christine the dirty whoe was the first to act. She got done on her knees behind Sissel and started to lick her ass while I pushed her up and down on my cock. The moment Christine’s tongue touched her sphincter, she jumped in my arms, startled by the unexpected touch but I just kissed her and pushed her down again, so Christine could continue. I could feel that this was new to her and she was somehow distracted, but my cock quickly got her focused on her pussy again and she relaxed again.

While Christine was working Sissel’s ass, Megan had gotten down behind me and started to suck my balls between my legs and Sienna and Kiran were on both sides of us, sucking on Sissel’s tits. This quadruple stimulation was too much for Sissel and all hesitations towards sex with women she might have had were just washed away by a giant wave of lust. She turned her head and kissed Kiran like a horny teenager, while I was still bumping her up and down on my cock. My wife meanwhile took the chance and kissed me, while Sissel was now turning back and forth between Kiran and Sienna, snogging both in turns.

When I felt Megan, who was still sucking my balls like a pro, fumble around at my ass I knew what was coming for me. I grabbed Sissel’s ass even tighter and sped my fucking up, just the moment as I felt Megan’s finger slip into my ass and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. But my increased speed already showed the effect I had hoped for and Sissel started to groan and moan even louder, obviously closing in on her climax. When Megan felt my accelerating, she wanted to tease me even more, pushed a second finger into my ass and started to fuck me with her fingers. That was too much and I roared out my lust in an amazing orgasm, filling Sissel spurt after spurt, which seemed to be the signal for her body as well.

Her pussy started convulsing around my spurting cock and milked it even more. She cried out in agony, started shaking and then bit my shoulder while a massive orgasm rolled over her. All 5 girls around us were now supporting us so we wouldn’t fall down during our ecstasy and that was absolutely necessary. Once my orgasm started to fade, I slowly got down on my knees, put Sissel who had blanked out down on the floor and pulled my cock out of her. At once my girls were fighting over who would get to suck it clean and Megan, her fingers still inside me won the battle. She continued fingering my ass while slowly licking my cock clean. However, it quickly became clear that cleaning my cock was not what she ultimately had in mind and soon my rehardening member was deep down her throat while she was bobbing up and down on it, soon giving me my third orgasm within minutes.

Now I really was spent and Kiran quickly brougth some refreshments for everyone. After a quick drink I gently woke Sissel up and handed her some lemonade. She was pretty disoriented at first but after a few sips of lemonade her mind put the pieces back together. She looked at me with disbelieve. “I’ve never experienced passion and sex like this. I didn’t care anymore that I’m married and I didn’t even mind your… your slaves touching and kissing me although I actually don’t like women. It just didn’t matter anymore. I can’t believe what you’re stirring in me. And I really think I can’t go back to my regular life. I agree. I will be part of your harem and stay here with you. I’ll obey to all of your rules.” She looked at me and suddenly looked vulnerable: “Just… just please don’t hurt me.”

I took her in my arms and kissed her gently. “I will never hurt you. I love all of my girls and they love me. We live a life of passion, erotic and love here. And if that’s what you’re afraid of, I’m not into torture and BDSM. We’re open for new ideas and ways to satisfy each other, but pain is not one of them.” Immediately, I could see her relax. Apparently, I had hit the bull’s eye with the BDSM. “Megan, Kiran, why don’t you take Sissel for a tour through our house and pick a room for her together. Tomorrow, I’ll get a car and driver so you can go and pick up some personal stuff at your old place. However, you won’t need much. You’ll be naked in the house and everything you need, you’ll get from me. So basically just some mementos etc.” She looked at me and I could see a moment of hesitation, but then she surrendered into her new role: “Thank you, Master. I’m happy to be here and serve you. I won’t need much else in order to be happy.”

Once they were gone, I sent Christine to prepare dinner, got myself a cold beer and went for the whirlpool to relax. Jen came along and together we soaked a little in the hot bubbles. After a while she cleared her throat and said: “Wow, you really hit the jackpot this time, she’s absolutely gorgeous. I think the hottest one so far.” – “Do I detect some jealousy or insecurity there?” I answered with a smile, “of course you’re the hottest in this house. But yes, she really is gorgeous. And a really good fuck as well. I just hope, she’ll perform as well with her chores.”

When Christine called for dinner, we left the whirlpool, joined the rest of the girls in the dining hall and had a nice meal together. Sissel had already become friends with Megan and Kiran and after having seen her new room, she already seemed to feel much more at home in our house. Later we had some drinks at the bar and then called it an early night.

The next day I decided, that with all the new tech equipment we would surely be needing soon, it would be better to increase my cash flow. We were nowhere near spending more that I was earning, but better save than sorry, I figured. So I left for the day, “organized” myself some meetings with CEOs, owners and other rich people and sealed some new deals for my “consultancy”. My little dummy company meanwhile owned a pretty big cash flow and I started to wonder, if it wouldn’t be good to hire an accountant or tax lawyer to run the company finance wise, so I wouldn’t one day get into trouble with the feds. Quickly, I did a brief Google research for tax and accounting offices and called the two with the best recommendations.

No. 1 told me, they only did tax advisory, no. 2 had a bigger variety of services in their portfolio and they seemed to be just what I needed. In a quick conversation one of the partners told me, they could run my company “financially”, take care of the cash flows, do the bookkeeping, do the taxes and take care of all legal aspects, so I would only have to run the actual business. That sounded just perfect and thanks to my powers, I got an appointment for the same afternoon.

On arriving there, the receptionist, who seemed to be a perfect reception bimbo – nice face, nice rack, empty head – offered me a coffee and asked me to take a seat, the partner would be right out to meet me. While I was waiting, I watched the people walk by. Stereotypical lawyers, accountants… boring people. One or the other secretary, that was not actually an insult to my eyes, but still nothing interesting. Mr. Meyr sure was taking his time. When I was just about to decide to use my powers, a tall man in an expensive suite came up to me and greeted me. I introduced myself and we went to his office. On the way, however, I got distracted when an incredibly hot redhead, apparently in her early forties crossed our way and casually greeted Mr. Meyr. I almost stumbled over my own feet upon turning my head after her, which she noticed and commented with a smug smile.

Once in his office, we very quickly settled my questions and the details of what I needed to be done. He gave me a price – which I was planning to actually pay so everything was fine for the tax office – and then we agreed on the contract. But right before signing, I remembered the hot redhead and asked: “Between you and me, who was that bombshell out on the hallway, you know, the ginger cougar?” He laughed and winked at me: “Oh, you mean Ms. Hanscomb, yes, I noticed you liked what you saw. She’s our most recent partner, got promoted just 2 months ago.” – “If she’s an expert on everything we just agreed on in my contract, then I would like to add one additional clause: I want her to be my exclusive account manager.” – “Well, she’s already pretty loaded with clients, but I’m sure we can arrange for her to take care of your business as well.”

With that I signed the contract and was relieved, I wouldn’t have to take care of my finances myself anymore. Mr. Meyr made an appointment for me with Ms. Hanscomb and promised, she would make a house visit for the first meeting. And so we shook hands and I left the office, happy with my day’s work and looking forward to my “business” meeting with my new smoking accountant…

To be continued…