Pyramid Harem
Chapter Nine
“Are we there yet?” my daughter asked.
“Aren’t you a little old for that?” I said.
I steadied my hands on the steering wheel and glanced in the rear-view mirror. My college aged daughter was sitting in the middle seat between two sleeping sex slaves. They must have fucked each other so much they ed out, and now Emily sat there just looking bored.
Seeing other people sleeping made me want to sleep too. I fought an urge to yawn and concentrated on the road. We were making our war up a hill outside of town. All the houses on this road likely had an amazing view of Diamond City and the Ocean from the backyard.
“Who lives here again?” Officer Brady said, peering out her enger seat window.
“Rich people. Very rich people,” I said.
“Are you sure? All I see is trees,” She said.
There were tall trees on both sides of the road. When we took the turn, it looked like we headed into some winding back road that didn’t go anywhere important. That was no doubt intentional. This was very much a neighbourhood for introverted millionaires who want to be read about and not seen.
“Yeah, look at the asphalt, not a single pothole in sight. Pretty nice for some out of the way country trail, right?” I said.
“Hmm,” Sarah said.
She looked skeptical until we ed the first house. A gorgeous manor with a private tennis court on the left. She rocked her head back when she saw it. Then we were ed it and there was nothing but big old trees again. The trees serve to block both line of sight and probably muffle sound too. All the big mansions here were spaced two minutes apart at least.
“Okay, we’re almost there and the people there do no suffer insults lightly, so everyone be on their best behavior,” I said, ignoring her.
“Don’t you own a yacht too?” Sarah said, raising an eyebrow.
“That he never lets me drive,” Emily said, nodding.
I took a deep breath. “Yes, after working my ass off for 20 years, serving the kind of people who live in places like this, I have a small yacht, but as the kids say, there’s levels to this shit,” I said.
“If you deal with people like this all the time, why do you look so nervous?” Sarah said, looking at me.
I was about to deny it, but I stopped myself. I was gripping the steering wheel so tight my knuckles were white. I was sweating even though I spent most of the night in freezing cold rain. Also, my desire to sleep was long gone and I was indeed wide awake and dreading the ordeal. I was indeed nervous, and I wasn’t hiding it well.
The Pyramid Harem works on a simple but powerful structure. One guy enslaves two people who in turn enslave four people who then enslave eight people and on and on until the whole world is on their knees I assume. A person on one branch of the organization has no idea what people on a different branch are doing, and that’s by design. The last time I was here, I got cucked by Mistress Olivia’s Master and I considered myself lucky compared to what other people were made to do.
Hell, I made my boss suck my dick earlier tonight and I’m not even a little bit bi. I just wanted to make sure he understood the new power dynamics between us. It didn’t seem like he was really “getting it” even though his daughter brainwashed him months ago. Now I was about to ask Master Black to do my own daughter a huge favor. His mansion appeared in a clearing of the trees.
“Let’s just say that what goes around comes around in a place like this,” I said, pulling into the driveway.
I checked the time which was 5 minutes before 5AM. We made it. With any luck, we can just get what we came for and leave. I wasn’t counting on that though. Felix and that cute little undercover girl of his both woke up and blinked their eyes a few times. They both saw Master Black’s estate and sucked in a breath like they too were expecting something freaky to happen in there. That made Sarah and Emily reassess the situation.
“Do it for Emily,” I said quietly, taking a deep breath.
“Do what for Emily?” Emily said.
“Don’t worry about it sweety. You just do what your father says until were back in this car, alright?” I said, forcing myself to smile.
“Okay, Dad,” Emily said nodding.
I nodded and looked around at everyone else in the car. Sarah owned Felix and Felix owned the other girl. Since they all worked for Jamie, I had no real ability to force them to do anything. That one girl said she had already served the Goddess once, which meant it was possible to escape. I just didn’t know how, and since I was hand delivering her back to the cult, I doubt whatever she did was going to work twice. It would be foolish to even ask.
“Lead the way, Lord Anderson,” Sarah said.
“Let’s go,” I said, ing her back the keys to her police cruiser.
I felt a chill run through my spine, but that was mostly the rain, I think. It was one of those mansions where the walk from driveway to the front door was long enough to be annoying. At least I wasn’t crawling around on a leash this time…yet.
I rang the doorbell and the five of us waited for someone to answer the door. We waited long enough that I decided to push the doorbell again. After another suspicious long wait, I started to worry that something had gone wrong and all the work I did getting my daughter here was for nothing. Just when I was about to press the doorbell a third time a woman in her fifties answered the door.
“Do I know you?” She said.
I looked at her and tried to think of something to say. She was hot for her age, and everything about her screamed old money. She was wearing a pink bathrobe. I got the impression that our arrival got her out of a very comfortable bed and she wasn’t too happy about that. She was the kind of MILF going on GILF that looked like she spent all her rich husband’s money keeping herself looking as young and vibrant as humanly possible.
Her skin was glossy like she applied moisturizer religiously and her hair was dyed black probably to conceal that an unknown percentage of her hair was grey now. Her tits looked great though, so I figured those had to be the work of an S tier plastic surgeon. Was she at the orgy last time I was here? I think I’d have to see her naked to know for sure, but you can’t just ask someone if there in a secret magic sex cult.
“We’re here to see M-mister Black. Is he here?” I said, feeling rather clumsy.
“I have no idea who or what you’re talking about,” The old lady said, moving to close the door.
“Wait! It’s really important that we speak to the Master,” I said, making a funny face.
“Step away at once, young man!” She snapped.
I winced and stepped back from the door. I was trying to think of something to say when a tall muscular black man stepped around the corner in a tuxedo. He had a pencil thin mustache and a bald head. He was wearing a nice suit with a white shirt and black tie. Yeesh, who gets that dressed up at 5AM? Maybe there was another orgy last night I wasn’t invited to. The tie did look a little disorganized. I think I also saw a bit of lipstick on his neck and collar and possible a greasy lube stain on the stomach, but I wasn’t going to read to much into it.
“Are you the infamous, Mr. Anderson?” The tall black man said through a yawn.
“My friends call me Neo,” I said, nodding.
That got a small smile out of the big man. “It’s okay, cum dumpster, I’m expecting them,” Master Black said.
“Yes, Master, as you wish. This cum dumpster obeys,” The woman said opening the door wide looking only at Him.
The five of us filed in as she fawned over Master Black. She pressed herself into him arching her back and pushing her fake tits into his chest. She looked up at him like he was her ebony God which was pretty crazy for someone who denied knowing who he was five seconds ago. I think this is actually her house and her Master was simply using it as his base of operations.
Her bathrobe fell to her feet as the muscular hunk grabbed her butt cheeks. She was wearing lacy panties that had a cut out opening wide enough that we could see her butthole. Oh yeah, now I . She was the girl that let seven black guys fuck her all at once during the orgy. Good times.
“Well, well, well, what do he have here?” Master Black said, looking at Felix Bones.
“Oh, we captured him and his little helper friend earlier tonight. I think you already know her,” I said.
Master Black stared at Felix’s operative for a little bit and then nodded as if he had suddenly figured a whole lot of weirdness out all at once. He gave a small smile to the girl who almost thwarted his evil schemes.
“Well done, Neo, take them to the dungeon at once,” Master Black said.
“Yes, Sir,” I said, with a firm nod.
We followed him to a staircase that led downstairs into a basement that was custom designed for wild sex parties. It will probably lower the properties resale value because it will be so obvious what happened down here. There were cages, saddles, those big X things with handcuffs and ankle cuffs on them. There was a long folding table with every size and shape of dildo, buttplug, and gag imaginable on display and ready to use.
“Get those two into the stocks and get the hole stretchers going,” Master Black said, pointing.
“Yes, Master!” The old MILF lady said.
There were multiple black boards with holes in them for the neck and wrists. We bent Felix and his helper over and locked them in the stocks as directed. Then they brought out these two machines that connected a spinning wheel to a pole with a dildo on the end of it. As the wheel turned the dildo moved back and forth in a simulated thrusting motion. We positioned those machines so that they would be fucking the two of them up the ass for as long we left them in the stocks. The old lady applied copious amounts of greasy lube to their anus as the two of them moaned because they’re into this stuff because we said so.
“Mmmmm,” The young blonde lady said as her asshole was set to be fucked for perhaps literal hours, depending on how long Master Black stayed mad at her.
“Ohhhh,” Felix Bones, as he was shown the perils of being 100% right. Sometimes it safer to just be wrong.
“Keep an eye on them, cum dumpster,” Master Black said.
“Yes, Master, this cum dumpster will obey!” The old lady said.
The owner of the house took a seat in a plush black chair with red leather seats. She lit a cigarette and took a drag watching her two new prisoners getting their buttholes fucked. She spread her legs open and played with her cunt through the hole in her crotchless panties. Felix and the leaker both wobbled on their knees bent over at the waist with the hands and throats locked up tight was their assholes got looser with every mechanical thrust. I felt bad for their hamstrings already.
“I’ll have a chat with you two later. Now, where did I put the Koreans?” Master Black said, stroking his chin.
Me, Sarah, and Emily looked at each other while he thought to himself. Emily looked properly spooked by the fate of Felix Bones. Good, better for her to see the wrath of the Goddess fall on someone else than have to find out firsthand. I gave her a silent “I told you so” face. Sarah nodded grimly also now keenly aware of the nature of our host.
“Ah yes, this way,” Master Black said snapping his fingers.
We followed him deeper into his creepy sex dungeon until we came to a hallway with red doors labeled 1 to 10 on them. He opened door #3 for us. Inside there were six Asian males tied up on those X things. They all had ball gags in their mouths and were unable to speak, but their faces still conveyed a mixture of hate and fear as their saw Master Black.
“Now, Mr. Anderson, your wish for your daughter to spearhead our Seoul expansion for the Goddess?” Master Black said.
“Yes, Master Black, that is correct,” I said, looking at the men begging me to have some decency with their eyes.
I motioned for Emily to come forward and she did. She scanned the room and walked up down inspecting the prisoners. The Asian men seemed to refuse to meet her gaze. She came to a stop in front of the one that looked like he was just as athletic as he was rich.
“And what’s your name?” Emily said, dragging a finger along his abs.
“Mphhh! Mphhh! Mphhhh!” The Asian prisoner screamed through his ball gag.
“Min-Jun,” Master Black said, articulating the pronunciation carefully.
Emily nodded, “Min-Jun you are my slave. Min-Jun, you are my slave. Min-Jin, you are my slave!” She said, locking eyes with him and staring into his soul.
“Mmmmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmm” The gagged man said, like he just fell in love in real time.
Emily smiled and began uncuffing the man’s wrists and ankles from the Big leather X thing. She then took him by the hand and led him out of the room giving Master Black an appreciative look on her way out (in more ways than one). Her new slave went from soft cock to rock hard in a matter of seconds. When his feet touched the floor he bowed so long his forehead also almost touched the floor. I watched her lead him to sex dungeon room #4 to do whatever Emily was going to do. I think I’d just as soon not have graphic details on that part.
At least it was done. I noticed out of the corner of my eyes that Master Black was texting somebody on his phone. He then slipped it back into his pocket.
“Now I suppose you two want a reward for the capture of Felix Bones, don’t you?” Master Black said.
I looked at Officer Brady and we both nodded in unison.
“And you, the beautiful police officer, who do you serve?”
“I serve Master Jamie Fontaine, Sir” Sarah said, carefully not reacting to him caressing her arm.
“Good, why don’t you go upstairs and give him a call now,” Master Black said, grinning.
“Ooooo…kay?” Sarah said, giving me a look of confusion.
All I could do was shrug that I had no idea was he was playing at, but we should probably comply if we want that $10 million dollars. I watched her walk back towards the main dungeon room and up the stairs.
“And you, with your daughter overseeing operations in Asia, we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other I’d wager. Especially now that we’re friends, right Neo?” Master Black said.
“That makes sense,” I said, not liking where this was going.
“Who do you serve again?” Master Black said, putting an arm over my shoulder.
“Mistress Olivia, Sir,” I said, eyeing the big ebony hand.
“You lucky bastard. Go upstairs and call her now,” Master Black said.
“Yes, Sir,” I said.
I calmly walked up the stairs. I ed Felix and his assistant still in their stocks, still getting their sphincter’s stretched open relentlessly by machines under the watchful eye of the rich bitch who owned this place.
“Did you build this sex dungeon before or after being claimed by Master Black?” I said, nodding at her.
“What are you talking about?” She said, giving me the strangest look.
I shrugged and went upstairs. Sarah was already up there on her phone talking to Jamie I assume. She had a glassy look in her eye people get when their entire world view is being warped by their owner. I reached into my pocket and called my own Mistress.
“Report, manservant,” Olivia’s musical voice filled my ears through my phone.
“It worked, Mistress. We also captured the conspiracy nut too,” I said.
“That was you?!” Olivia said, a mixture of shock and joy in her wonderful voice.
“Yeah, anyway, Master Black told me to call you for some reason,” I said.
“Right, my Master gave me a sealed envelope and told me to read it to you. Hold up,” Olivia said.
“As you wish,” I said.
I stood there patiently listening to Mistress ruffling around on her end of the phone. I heard the tearing of paper. Then I heard Olivia clear her throat as she prepared to read out some sort of letter verbatim. I watched Sarah end her own phone call, she looked around like she was lost, and then went back down the stairs.
“Listen to me, slave. Listen very closely. There are two very important things you must hear and obey for Master Black. First, you never talk about Master Black. You have no idea who he even is. You can’t what he looks like. You’ll do anything he tells you to do and then immediately forget doing it. As soon as he leaves the room, you forget that he was ever there,” Mistress Olivia said.
“I hear and obey, Mistress,” I said, blinking my eyes.
“Second, you love Master Black’s gorgeous cock. His cock is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. All you want in life is to suck that big black cock. You want to help Master Black breed as many women as possible, and you all of this the moment you see him. When he enters a room, the purpose of your existence is to worship that amazing cock,” Mistress Olivia said.
“I hear and obey, Mistress,” I said, feeling a morbid curiosity take root.
“Yikes. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry about that, Eric,” Olivia said.
“Sorry about what, Mistress?” I said, tilting my head like a confused puppy.
“Uhm…nothing. Just go talk to Master Black again,” Mistress said.
“Yes, Mistress. Where do fi—“ I started to say.
Mistress Olivia hung up on me. I stared at my phone. I wanted to please my Mistress, but I felt like I had no idea how to find this so-called Master Black. Is he literally African American? No, that would be too on the nose. Maybe he’s around here somewhere? Sarah went downstairs, so let’s try that I guess.
Why do I have a boner?
I went downstairs and got the distinct impression I was on the right track. Someone was getting a blowjob, and it sounded like an enthusiastic one. Then I saw Him. I saw It.
Sarah was on her knees frantically bobbing her head like she was trying to win the blowjob of the year award. Fuck me, that was a big dick. It was hard to tell with her hair getting in the way, but I’d say that was twelve inches of Alpha Giga-Chad manhood. His athletic physique was pretty damn impressive too, but my mouth watered at the sight of a white cop slut servicing Master Black. This was so fucking hot. The only that would make it hotter would be if his alpha seed was leaking from her fertile pussy.
“What’s the purpose of your existence?” Master Black, staring into my soul.
“To worship that,” I said, staring at his cock in awe.
“Then pitter patter let’s get at ’er, white boi,” Master Black said.
I ran to Him. Literally ran to my new Godlike Menhir Stone. My knees hit the floor as I slid the last five feet like a soccer player. The tip of his black cock was already in Sarah’s mouth, so I started licking the shaft. I wasn’t gay but come on, who wouldn’t make an exception for Master Fucking Black?
“Play with yourselves,” Master Black said.
My hand went to my zipper and practically broke it in my desperation to obey his command. Then I was stroking my cock like a man. Sarah was wriggling out of her police uniform so she could plunge four fingers into her wet pussy. Goddess, I wanted to see that cock in that pussy so bad. Putting a baby in her belly would make the money look trivial in comparison. What an honor. I wondered if it was too late for my wife to get pregnant just one more time.
“Now both of you, get on your hands and knees side by side and beg me to fuck your asshole first,” Master Black said.
I quickly spun around to doggystyle position. Sarah fell into position beside me and we smiled at each other like this was going to be a fun little competition between us. With our asses his for the taking, he poured lube all over Sarah ass and plunged his cock into her anus. She sounded like she had an orgasm right then and there. I craned my neck to watch that beautiful cock slide into that beautiful ass.
“No play with each other,” Master Black said, slapping my ass.
I felt Sarah’s hand grip my itty bitty white peepee and start stroking. It felt good, but I could tell her attention was elsewhere. It was just something she had to do because it’s what Master Black wanted. For my part I reached in and inserted my fingers into her cunt. In much the same way, it was just something I had to do if I wanted to experience what she was experiencing.
…I woke up about three hours later in the enger seat of Sarah’s police cruiser.
“Oh fuck, what happened?” I said, lifting my ass off the car seat and rubbing my eyes.
“I was hoping you could tell me,” Sarah said.
I looked to my left as Officer Brady was pulling her face off her own steering wheel. There was a thin imprint across her face like she had fallen asleep at the wheel and rested her face there for hours.
I looked around and saw that we were at a gas station where lots of truckers stop and sleep for the night before they continue driving around the country. I guessed that we tried to drive home but decided to not risk getting ourselves killed halfway there. It wasn’t raining at the moment, but the clouds were still thick and dark like anything could set them off again. Half the parking lots was flooded by the storm of the century last night. I tried to recall what the hell we just did, but everything after Emily enslaving that Korean music mogul was a blur.
“Emily? Where is she?” I said.
I twisted around to look at the back seats, but there was no one there. Just a brief case filled with our reward money for capturing a conspiracy quack who was too close to the truth for his own good. Fuck, we actually did it. Actually depositing that much cash into a bank was going to be tricky. I decided it was a tomorrow problem, but it already is tomorrow. Fuck!
“I think we left them all back at the mansion you drove us to. Should we go back for them?” Sarah said, looking fretful.
“Uhhhhhh…no, she’ll be fine actually. We can pick them up tonight when we go back,” I said.
“You want to go back after almost pissing yourself last night? Yeah, alright,” Sarah said.
“Yes, what time is it?” I said.
“Almost lunch time,” Sarah said, looking at her heavy-duty damage resistant wrist watch.
“Shit, I’m so late for work. Good thing, I pretty much own that place,” I said.
Sarah took pity on me and drove me to my legal offices. We stopped for coffee and doughnuts from drive through on the way. I scarfed down a ton of carbs wondering why I was so fucking hungry. Anyway, no one really said anything when I got off the elevator and walked into the office. In fact, I got the distinct impression that everyone except Monica wanted to avoid me like the plague. Everyone with tits was dressed like a giant whore now. Nice.
“Does this mean what I think it means?” I said, holding Monica’s hair.
Monica was on her knees sucking me off while I drank my morning/afternoon coffee. My boxers smelled funky like I had already jizzed in them several times last night. I thought about my situation. Monica was happily looking up at me sucking my cock like a pro as usual.
“Yes, Master! Everyone on this floor is at your beck and call. Shall I tell you who controls who?” Monica said, smiling wickedly.
“Nah, make you Dad do it. You have more important things to do with that whore mouth,” I said, patting her head.
“Oh yes, Master! DADDY!!! GET IN HERE!” Monica said, showing her teeth.
“Careful, I’m still tender,” I said, wincing at the sight of her chompers.
My boss walked in, saw his daughter sucking my cock, smiled like that was the hottest thing he ever saw, and sat down in a chair in front of my desk. He stroked his cock slowly while telling me all about the new workplace hierarchy. Pretty much everyone who worked here enslaved one coworker and someone from their private lives. The infection had zig-zagged back and forther between and the rich and beautiful. I found myself wondering who else was vulnerable to my influence but decided I can look into that when I get bored of fucking all the sluts around here.
“Good boy, let’s all go to the conference room and talk about how awesome I am,” I said.
“Yes, Master!” Daddy and daughter said in unison.
That’s exactly what we did. I watched them all go from trembling at the sight of me to wanting nothing more than to please their owner by pleasing me too. Then I fucked and cucked them all. Life was good. Then I gave them some parting instructions before sending everyone home early because fuck it, I’m tired.
“Everyone, there’s something you need to hear and obey. Make sure you the message on to your own playthings…” I said, fighting back a yawn.
Afterwork, I went home and got myself properly cleaned up. I spent a little longer than usual rubbing liquid soap into my butthole for some reason. Then I called my slave-wife in to me for some fun. Damn my libido was strong despite it all.
“Master, where is our daughter?” My wife said, with one foot on the edge of the bathtub.
“Don’t worry about it,” I said, fucking her pussy as the hot water massaged my back.
“Yes, Master,” my wife, twerking her ass as the shower water deflected off those cheeks.
“There’s something I have to tell you…” I said, pumping her pussy.
Jamie and Sarah showed up in his lambo. They ed me and wife for dinner. Sarah and my wife made small chat with each other like two girls who happily share their cocks with each other.
“Soooooo you alright, Eric?” Jamie said, studying my face inquisitively.
“Yeah, I’m great. Why wouldn’t I be?” I said, making a funny face.
“Mhmmmmm,” Jamie said, with a tight-lipped smile.
Then there was one more knock on the door. I went to answer it and Mistress Olivia was standing in a trenchcoat and some expensive yet lovely lingerie underneath that. I knelt down and kissed her pink high heels like a good slave boy obviously. They were the nice slutty kind with big pink pumps at the toe.
“How can I serve you, my Mistress?” I said, licking her calf muscles.
Sarah and Isobel cleared the dinner table while my Mistress laid herself out like she was the dessert. I made a mental note to get someone in my chain of command to enslave more hot Asian girls.
“Alright, losers, worship me,” Olivia said.
“Yes, Mistress,” The four of us answered.
Mistress Olivia rotated herself that her butt was on her side. I took my rightful place giving her a rimjob. Jame at her pussy like a subject matter expert. Sarah latched themselves onto her big yellow tits and started sucking on them. Isobel caressed and sucked on her toes. It was wonderful and we went at it for a two hours.
The only strange thing was that as the sun began to set, I felt a deep urge to go somewhere. Sarah felt it too, so we got in my new rented car until I could buy a new one. I’ll probably get something reliable that refuses to die. As tempting as it was to buy an even nicer car than Jamie, I don’t want to get sucked into that money pit again.
At first, I felt like I was just driving for the sake of driving, but as we ed into THAT neighborhood, I felt a chill go down my spine that I couldn’t quite explain what was causing it. I turned on the radio just to distract myself.
I flicked through a couple of stations and the name “Felix Bones” flashed across the big car tablet thing and I kept checking stations. The I stopped and went back a few channels again. The voice of the everyone’s favorite loon somehow soothed my nerves, like I just knew instinctively that was a voice I could trust to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
“Alright, everyone, our next guest is someone you’re all going to love. After winning Miss Russia and almost winning Miss Universe five years ago, Anastasia Nikolaeva went on to become a powerhouse in the modeling industry and even married the richest man in the world last year. Welcome to show, Anastasia, it seems like business is going well for you these days,” Felix said.
“Thank you, I’m so pleased to be here, and yes, yes it is,” Anastasia said, with a slight hint of mockery to it.
“That voice. I know that voice,” I said, even though I absolutely didn’t.
“I submit to you, Goddess.” Sarah said as her eyes fluttered uncontrollably.
The road started to get blurry, and I realized my eyes were fluttering too. I heard a car horn wail as almost crossed the yellow, and I wanted to kill that guy in the other car for interrupting Miss Russia from five years ago. She was Her.
“Now is your name just a coincidence or are you just a lot older than you look?” The Felix said.
“Ha Ha Ha! I can’t answer that. Your fans would probably think I’m a liar no matter what I say. Besides, no one ever JUST becomes immortal, you know what I mean?” Anastasia said.
“I don’t need to understand it to know I’m in the presence of truth teller like me,” Felix said, laughing.
“Ha Ha Ha, yeah, sure, why not?” Anastasia said, laughing with him.
Another car honked at me, and I accepted the possibility that I might be the asshole here. All I wanted to do was jerk off right fucking now. I saw a gas station. The same gas station we woke up at this morning.
“Pull over. Pull over and fuck my cunt as hard as you can,” Sarah said, pulling her tits out.
“Yaassssssssss,” I said.
The rain started up again and I drove through a pool of water that was deeper than it looked. That sent water everywhere. The world was flooding all around us, but that was fine by me. My family was safe. Fuck you, got mine.