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Name: Annabelle Stewart
Age: 32
Hair: Long Red Hair
Height 5' 5"
Weight: 110 lbs.
Breasts: 38 B
Body type: Slender but toned

Annabelle Stewart was 32 years old, a very sucessfull business woman, and bored with her life.

Annabelle grew up in a Upper Middle Class family. She was an only child and her parents loved her very much. She was friends with just about everyone in school and very popular. She got very good grades in school and was able to get a full scholarship to Harvard. She graduated from the busness school when she was 22 and now 10 years later she was in charge investment hedge fund. She had a great apartment, a great job, everything she could want... But, there was something missing...

She had a fetish that no one else knew about... She dreamed of being someone's sex slave. On the weekends she went to BDSM Clubs but it wasn't enough. Through her contacts she found out that one of the investors in her hedge fund was a collector of women. She deiced to see if he would take her into his harem. She invited him to her office one day to talk to him. She was wearing she was wearing a blue blazer, a matching skirt that goes a bit past her knees, a blue camisole under the blazer, white stockings, 2" black Mary Jane-like pumps, pearl necklace and earrings.
 
Name: Mark French
Age:39
Height: 6” 5
Hair: Chesnutt brown and short
Eyes: light brown almost hazel
Shoe size: 14
Body: muscled but not beefy

Mark was a self-made man. He grew up in an orphanage when he was a kid. When he turned 17 he wrote letters to every person on forbs top 500 to help pay for his education. Amazingly it worked. He majored in computer science and started his own software company. Between his education and his work he had no time to date. He didn’t like the idea of dating any way. He just wanted sex.
When his business got up and running he started his own harem. It was somewhat small never consisting of more than 7 girls. Most were strippers, hookers even a porn star one time. Mark was quite good looking he didn’t need a harem but dating was a waste of time to him.
He had gotten a call from his hedge fund manager he had given her two billion dollars to invest. His net worth was over 14 billion but he never liked the idea of losing money he walked into her office wearing a silver suit with a white under shirt and dark purple tie. He said, “what am I here for any way” when he saw a girl far too good looking to be the CEO of a hedge fund.
 
Annabelle smiled when she saw Mark walk into her office. "Mark... It's nice to finally meet you..." She offered her hand to him as she stood up and walked over to him. "Please have a seat." She closed the door to the office and escorted him over to the chairs in front of his desk. She stood in front of him and said, "Mark... Let's get down to business... I know you have a harem of women..."
 
Mark was a skilled business man he had even taken a few acting classes in collage to help him with such situations. If she didn’t know for a fact he had one she would have believed his lie, “a harem…me my god what’s wrong with this country. Because I’m not marred at 39 I must have a harem. How would one have such an ancient thing now a days. Let me tell you one thing if you think you’re going to black mail me I will put twice as much money in the hedge of your biggest rival just to put you in your place. Of all the black mail ideas a harem. I would have thought better of you.” He stud up flattened his shirt.
 
"No... Mark... I'm not blackmailing you... I want to join your harem..." With that Annabelle opened her blazer to reveal her blue satin and lace camisole. Then she reached behind her back, lowered the zipper of her skirt and slid it off her hips. He couldn't see her blue satin and lace string bikini panties. But he could see the straps from her garter belt holding her stockings up. "What do you think?"
 
SalesGirlAnna said:
"No... Mark... I'm not blackmailing you... I want to join your harem..." With that Annabelle opened her blazer to reveal her blue satin and lace camisole. Then she reached behind her back, lowered the zipper of her skirt and slid it off her hips. He couldn't see her blue satin and lace string bikini panties. But he could see the straps from her garter belt holding her stockings up. "What do you think?"
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He was a bit shocked that a women like her would want to give up the life she had for the life of a sex salve. She did ware the shit out of the bra and pantie set that she was wearing though. He stood up and closed the door to her office. A CEO who wanted to become a sex slave was going to be a screamer.

He undid his tie while saying, “hypothetically speaking if this harem existed they types of women in it would be strippers and hookers. Woman who spent their whole life learning how to give pleasure. When you learned calculus they were playing hooky and blowing there boy friends. A girl in a harem would have to be docile and dumb…not take charge and intelligent. Why do you think you would qualify?” he took out his sport coat. He sat down on a leather chair. He felt like he was a strip club looking for new talent.
 
Annabelle walked up to Mark. Got down on her knees between his legs, took his cock out of his pants and started to lick it and play with his balls.
 
Marks eyes closed as her soft hand gently took his cock out of his pants. Then he opened his eyes to see her tong wetting his shaft. Her hands were dwarfed by his big cock. Her hands glided smoothly up and down his long thick shaft. Mark though his head back in pleasure she was definitely skilled enough to be a sex slave.”
 
Then Annabelle took his hard cock in his mouth. She sucked on it and licked the head with her tongue. As she did this she continued to play with his balls.
 
He ran his hands though her soft hair. His loins were on fire with pleasure. He said, “Suck that dick you dirty little whore. Take it all.” He grabbed a fist full of her hair and forced his dick down her throat. “oh god that’s good take that dick girl take it.” he loved the feeling of her hands playing with his balls.
 
Even as Mark forced his cock down her throat, she kept sucking on it and paying with his balls. Her tongue would swirl around his cock as she sucked.
 
Spunk shot out of his cock like a civil war cannon. The warm white sticky seed flooded her mouths as it shot out of his cock. Mark yelled, “fffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkk” as he came. After conversing for the better part of a minute he said, “your hired…call my secretary in the morning and she will tell you where the harem is. Oh and though out everything piece of clothing you own that isn’t slutty.” He pulled up his pants and left the room.
 
Annabelle swallowed every drop of cum he shot into her mouth. She smiled when he said she was hired, "Yes Master," she said. She got dressed and told her boss that she quit effective immediately. Then she went home and started packing, she only packed her most sluty clothes. Then the next morning she called his secretary to find out were the harem was.
 
Your finally here it’s a big brick building in the middle of nowhere but it’s what you came here for. There is a big red sign that says all new girls report to the office. There is a red arrow pointing to the office. You walk that way and find a big blue door. When you open the door up you see a blonde lady typing away on a computer that’s on a big steel desk. She says “oh high you must be the new girl. i think i talked to you on the phone? I’m Sara I run the masters harem for him. Before I can let you in the harem there are a few things we have to go over. Frist off you will get a check for 4000 dollars put in your account every two weeks. You will be given a car you and the other girls will share. Your room, board and food will be paid for we have a chef working here at all times. If the master likes you he is known to buy many presents for the girls. Now in turn for that we have some rules you must wear a low cut top and pants or shirts higher than your knee. Many girls just begin to walk around the haram naked. You must work out for one hour a day to keep up your body. You must take a strip tease, belly dance or sex class every Sunday. We have a lady who comes in to teach these things. And of course if the master asks you to have sex with him you must. Oh and you must only to refer the master as the master. All the rest of the time is yours to do whatever you want with we have a pool, a spa, a big screen TV, a well-stocked library, a bar for the girls to hang in with all kinds of booze. And many other goodies do you have any questions?”
 
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