“Welcome back Sir.” Trisha said as she stood between Sandra and Lily.
All three were clad in black latex, though their original personalities still came through the changes I’d made to them.
Trisha was still the people person, the front of house organizer that had always been the face of the art gallery. Sandra, the accountant, still held her nose up in the air as if she was better than everyone. And Lily, the artist, still tried to put herself on display whenever possible.
Most of the art was gone now, a few prints leaned up against the walls around the gallery, and they’d be shipped out soon enough. What was left, and would remain, were the girls.
They were hard at work reshaping the gallery into what would be a nice little brothel.
I had a few of these in all the major cities around the country, it wasn’t often I converted an art gallery, but there had been a few times in the past. More often it was a small cafe, or a catering business, places that had lots of cash business and young staff.
However when I’d drove by “The Cat’s Meow Art Gallery” I just had to stop in. There I found Trisha, Sandra, and Lily doing their best to make their name in the art world, and failing pretty majorly. It wasn’t that the art was bad or anything, in fact I like quite a bit of it, much of what was left of their inventory was in fact going to some of my other brothels.
No, it was the fact they had no connections and no hope of breaking into the art scene in such a big city, already full of established galleries.
It was a dull Tuesday afternoon when I’d dropped by, Trisha greeting me with a warm smile and a friendly personality. She’d quickly introduced me to Lily, and by the time I caught sight of Sandra in the back office, I’d made up my mind.
I slipped into Trisha’s mind first, pushing out all those silly thoughts of independence and replacing them with blind obedience and servitude. Lily was confused at the sudden change in Trisha, but it didn’t last long as I entered her mind next and redirected all that creative energy to more productive thoughts.
After that, they both eagerly took me back to introduce me to Sandra, who was skeptical of why they were doing so… for a few moments until I was in her head as well.
Over the next few hours we discussed exactly what they would be doing with the gallery, how to contact by “people” to help them get setup, and what they needed to do to distance themselves for the other people in their lives.
That was a month ago and it was time to check in on their progress.
“Sir, what may I do to please you? I’ll perform any act you would like.” Trisha said as she took one step forward.
I knew she really meant *any* act, any at all. She would be the same way with her clients as well. Eager to ensure their pleasure, even at the expense of her own.
Lily spoke up next, taking two steps forward, “Oh Sir, I’ve been coming up with very creative ways to pleasure you… I’ve been practicing this amazing trick with my tongue that I just can’t wait to show you!”
I heard Sandra let out a huff from behind Trisha and Lily, then step up behind them, grab their hair and push them down onto their knees.
“These two sluts are going to make you a pile of money, but come back to my office, bend me over my desk and fuck my pussy, and I’ll show you the charts of *exactly* how much.”
I chuckled a little, walked over to Sandra and grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her in, giving her a hard kiss. She reciprocated eagerly until I broke it off, spun her around and gave her a good hard slap on the ass.
“Well then show me the way.” I said and Sandra walked back towards her office with me following behind.
I heard Trisha and Lilly whimper a little with what I could only assume was pouts on their faces.
I turned my head back towards them, “Don’t worry girls, you can come two and make out while I fuck Sandra.”
Both gave a little squeal and stood up, following behind me, their heels echoing through the gallery.
I walked into Sandra’s office and her large monitor was already turned towards the doorway, on it was the title slide of her presentation:
“Projects for Trisha, Lilly, and three friends I think will make great additions to the Cat’s Meow.”
It was a little wordy, but I couldn’t argue with the content.
