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This one girl… her name was Alice… left a husband and daughter to become a member of my concubines.

She was an excellent lay, and always knew how to please me properly.

The other women tried to outshine her, but they failed in comparison most of the time.

She was often one of my favorites. Her body was smooth and tight, her lips had just the right amount of pout, and I felt more of an emotional connection to her than the others. She was the only one I would kiss.

Well, until I visited the new neighbor’s house.

Her name was Bristol, and she intrigued me. The way she sucked on her spoon was almost inviting.

I turned on my charm while introducing myself and she fell in line with my intentions very quickly, speaking with an eager tone while her eyes lit up.

I got her to talk all sorts of nonsense; where she was from, who her parents were, if she was single…

That was truly the only question that mattered. Not that it would have stopped me from seducing her if she were married, it just makes it easier if she were already single. And she was.

I made a bet with her that I could get her top off before the night was over.

“You sly dog, you knew I had an indoor pool!”

“Still got your top off, didn’t I?”

I yearned for her. Everything about her screamed sex, but I couldn’t take her yet. Not like this. She had to join my club first. She had to succumb to my godliness the right way; as a slave to my desires.

I spoke pleasant words about my little club. I explained the uniforms were towels draped around naked bodies for the sole purpose of comfort. I informed her all of the members were women so as to give her a false sense of camaraderie, as I neglected to mention the women were not always friendly with each other. She took my information to heart and smiled, explaining she thought this would be a good way for her to meet new people and make new friends.

I told her I would be having a group get-together the next night, and she excitedly agreed to come.

Before her arrival, I had to relieve my anxiety, so I invited Summer (one of my concubines) over for a little fun.

Summer was the only girl I felt actually had intimate feelings for me, but I constantly ignored them so as to keep her in line with the rest of the girls. It hurt her feelings, but that wasn’t any of my concern. If I were to commit to one girl, I wouldn’t be able to explore the body of another.

Bristol arrived at the same time as my others and she greeted me with a smile and a hug.

I led her inside, kissing her hands to make her feel comfortable, and began to speak. “Bristol, I need to explain something to you about this little club of mine…” And I was honest with her this time, describing the sexual acts I condone in this household. I decided to show her what I meant…

…so I grabbed one of my women and brought her close to me. She routinely dropped her towel, exposing her body, and helped to undress me. We took our positions on the side of the bed and she lowered herself down, intending to ride me. Bristol stood there in shock, seemingly unsure what to make of this. My woman and I sped up, emitting sounds from our chests that would rival that of the animals, and soon she gave me what I wanted. When we were finished, I cleaned myself up with her towel and handed it back to her. She eagerly draped it around herself. Then I looked at Bristol to see an almost horrified expression on her face.

Clearly, she didn’t understand, so I braced myself for a long explanation.