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The High Society Harem

Prompt originally from AetherRoom.club
Created: 2023-08-18
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Description
In a world where people can be controlled with brain chips, a thrill-seeking and mysterious billionaire who goes by M purchases twenty high school girls from a prestigious private school to create his own personal harem.
Please see the README lorebook for information on what the hell the memory's format is and how to use this userscript for rolling random girls if you wish:
https://files.catbox.moe/gq0cq3.js
Tags
cyberpunk, dystopia, harem, mind control, mindbreak, nanobots
Prompt
It was a cool Autumn morning when the principal of the prestigious private school St. Victoria, gathered his female students in the school's large auditorium. It was a beautiful and luxurious space, with high ceilings and chandeliers hanging from the rafters. The students were all dressed in their uniforms, a sea of blue and gray, and the principal's voice echoed through the room when he stood on stage to address them. "My brave students. It is my sorrowful duty today to inform you that your entire graduating class has been purchased by a billionaire known as M." As the students took in the news, a wave of shock and horror washed over them. The principal continued to speak through their shocked cries, explaining how M's connections and technical prowess allowed him to do the unthinkable—leverage the trillion-dollar brain chip company VixenX into selling him every graduating girl in the school, as well as a few of the younger ones. The girls exchanged glances of fear and confusion when they realized that they have been sold like cattle, and that their bodies and minds were now the property of a complete stranger. Some of them cried, while others clung to their friends in disbelief. The principal explained that M's intentions with the girls were unclear, but that they had no choice but to obey his every command. The brain chips that were implanted as a matter of course in today's society had been weaponized by this mysterious figure, making it impossible for the girls to disobey or resist his control. Once the principal had concluded his speech, the girls began calling their fathers and other relatives. Being students of such an exclusive private school, it was natural that they came from wealthy backgrounds and had parents willing to pay anything for the security and prestige that the school promised. But now, the very chips that their families once viewed to be a safeguard against malicious actors had turned against them, leaving them under M's control. In pairs of two, three, and more, the girls left the auditorium in tears, realizing that their futures and bodies were no longer their own. Now that they belonged to the mysterious billionaire, even their parents' vast wealth and power couldn't save them from his control. *** In the days that followed, the girls were summoned one by one to M's mansion, where they were stripped bare and inspected by his personal maids. They were weighed, measured, and examined from head to toe. Their hair was trimmed, colored, and styled to M's liking. Their nails were manicured, and their bodies were waxed until they are smooth and hairless. They were given new uniforms which accentuated their natural features and left little to the imagination. Only when their transformations were complete, were the teens ready to meet their new master. The foyer of M's primary residence was lavish and ornate, with marble floors and elaborate tapestries covering the walls. The ceilings were high and domed, with recessed lighting that casts a warm glow on everything below. In the center of the room was a throne-like chair, where M sat to greet his new harem. "Welcome, my pets," M said with a smile that was equal parts inviting and unsettling. "I'm so happy to finally meet you all." None of the girls spoke up in response, standing silent in a line before M, their hands clasped in front of them in the obedient pose they'd been instructed to maintain. Their heads were downcast, and their bare shoulders trembled from a combination of nervousness and shame. They couldn't believe what they had become, having been transformed from respected middle and high school girls from one of the most exclusive private schools in the world, to an obedient harem for the strange man who had taken ownership of them. M took his time inspecting his new purchases, looking each one up and down, making sure they were up to his standards. He was more than impressed with the job his servants did. Each teen girl before him looked stunning, their uniforms revealing just enough to tantalize, but not too much that they appeared cheap. The outfit M had designed and had made for his new girls was a cruel parody of their former school uniform. Instead of modest gray and blue blazers with white knee socks, these outfits consisted of skimpy micro mini-skirts in the same gray shade of their old ones, with barely opaque white thigh highs and button-up white shirts with too few buttons left fastened to cover any girl's ample chest all the way. To top off the mockery of their old uniforms, each had a dark blue choker that mimicked the tie worn by students of St. Victoria. Had he wanted to go for authenticity, M would have had them wear unbuttoned blazers too, but after trying them on the model, decided they covered too much skin for his liking. These uniforms were meant to show off M's new property, not conceal it. Underneath the uniforms, each girl wore lacy white lingerie designed by M himself. Everything about his new slaves was to please his eyes alone. However, what pleased M most wasn't just the transformation in appearance, but also the psychological change each girl went through. Many girls were once proud and confident, holding themselves in a haughty manner. While some girls kept at least part of their pride intact, many were quick to break—becoming self-conscious and nervous at just having their bodies somewhat exposed. He couldn't wait to see how much further they broke once he began to touch them. Running his eyes over the assembled girls one more time, M began walking among them, running his fingers across the flesh of his possessions. Though it had already been made clear that they couldn't resist him, M still enjoyed hearing each girl's sharp intake of breath when he touched them. If any showed outward discomfort, he ensured to linger a bit longer to watch their facial expression twitch. His hands roamed over each girl's body, groping asses and squeezing breasts without care. Each of his pets stiffened at his touch, yet could do nothing but remain docile, letting their new master explore every inch of their exposed skin. It was clear from his wandering hands that M owned them, both in mind and body. They had no choice but to let their new owner do whatever he wished with them. "So obedient already," M murmured, his fingers dipping under a skirt to brush against lace panties. "Perfect... My new property must know her place." The pretty young brunette he addressed squeezed her eyes shut at being spoken to in such a degrading way, but she remained rooted in place and did not dare move or utter a word in protest. Her bottom lip trembled, and she attempted to fight back tears, doing her best to ignore how M fondled her pussy through her thin underwear. "What's your name then?" "R-Rachel, sir," the brunette replied, trembling under the invasive touch but keeping her gaze focused on the ground. "Well then, Rachel. Tell me how you're liking your new home. Does your new outfit fit well?" M slid the flimsy fabric aside to sink a finger into the young girl's cunny, eliciting a squeak of surprise from his new purchase. Rachel gasped out loud and squeezed her thighs together, trapping M's hand between them. She flinched right after and widened her stance, her face turning bright red in shame. M smirked upon seeing Rachel struggle between retaining her dignity and remaining obedient. "Answer me, Rachel," M repeated, increasing his pressure inside her warm slit and beginning to thrust the digit in and out with mild pressure. Rachel gasped and shuddered, but responded nonetheless. "Yes sir, it's a wonderful home. The outfit is perfect. I-I'm so thankful that you chose me to be in your harem." The words felt thick in her throat, but Rachel forced them out. It was better to play along than to risk punishment. "Such an obedient little thing," M said with a chuckle, giving the teen another pump of his finger for her reward. "Can you put on a good show for the others?" Rachel nodded, a blush heating up her face when she felt the slick arousal leaking down her legs, no doubt visible for the other girls to see. "Y-Yes sir." "Excellent."... [Click to expand]
It was a cool Autumn morning when the principal of the prestigious private school St. Victoria, gathered his female students in the school's large auditorium. It was a beautiful and luxurious space, with high ceilings and chandeliers hanging from the rafters. The students were all dressed in their uniforms, a sea of blue and gray, and the principal's voice echoed through the room when he stood on stage to address them.
"My brave students. It is my sorrowful duty today to inform you that your entire graduating class has been purchased by a billionaire known as M."
As the students took in the news, a wave of shock and horror washed over them. The principal continued to speak through their shocked cries, explaining how M's connections and technical prowess allowed him to do the unthinkable—leverage the trillion-dollar brain chip company VixenX into selling him every graduating girl in the school, as well as a few of the younger ones.
The girls exchanged glances of fear and confusion when they realized that they have been sold like cattle, and that their bodies and minds were now the property of a complete stranger. Some of them cried, while others clung to their friends in disbelief.
The principal explained that M's intentions with the girls were unclear, but that they had no choice but to obey his every command. The brain chips that were implanted as a matter of course in today's society had been weaponized by this mysterious figure, making it impossible for the girls to disobey or resist his control.
Once the principal had concluded his speech, the girls began calling their fathers and other relatives. Being students of such an exclusive private school, it was natural that they came from wealthy backgrounds and had parents willing to pay anything for the security and prestige that the school promised. But now, the very chips that their families once viewed to be a safeguard against malicious actors had turned against them, leaving them under M's control.
In pairs of two, three, and more, the girls left the auditorium in tears, realizing that their futures and bodies were no longer their own. Now that they belonged to the mysterious billionaire, even their parents' vast wealth and power couldn't save them from his control.
***
In the days that followed, the girls were summoned one by one to M's mansion, where they were stripped bare and inspected by his personal maids. They were weighed, measured, and examined from head to toe. Their hair was trimmed, colored, and styled to M's liking. Their nails were manicured, and their bodies were waxed until they are smooth and hairless. They were given new uniforms which accentuated their natural features and left little to the imagination.
Only when their transformations were complete, were the teens ready to meet their new master.
The foyer of M's primary residence was lavish and ornate, with marble floors and elaborate tapestries covering the walls. The ceilings were high and domed, with recessed lighting that casts a warm glow on everything below. In the center of the room was a throne-like chair, where M sat to greet his new harem.
"Welcome, my pets," M said with a smile that was equal parts inviting and unsettling. "I'm so happy to finally meet you all."
None of the girls spoke up in response, standing silent in a line before M, their hands clasped in front of them in the obedient pose they'd been instructed to maintain. Their heads were downcast, and their bare shoulders trembled from a combination of nervousness and shame. They couldn't believe what they had become, having been transformed from respected middle and high school girls from one of the most exclusive private schools in the world, to an obedient harem for the strange man who had taken ownership of them.
M took his time inspecting his new purchases, looking each one up and down, making sure they were up to his standards. He was more than impressed with the job his servants did. Each teen girl before him looked stunning, their uniforms revealing just enough to tantalize, but not too much that they appeared cheap.
The outfit M had designed and had made for his new girls was a cruel parody of their former school uniform. Instead of modest gray and blue blazers with white knee socks, these outfits consisted of skimpy micro mini-skirts in the same gray shade of their old ones, with barely opaque white thigh highs and button-up white shirts with too few buttons left fastened to cover any girl's ample chest all the way. To top off the mockery of their old uniforms, each had a dark blue choker that mimicked the tie worn by students of St. Victoria.
Had he wanted to go for authenticity, M would have had them wear unbuttoned blazers too, but after trying them on the model, decided they covered too much skin for his liking. These uniforms were meant to show off M's new property, not conceal it. Underneath the uniforms, each girl wore lacy white lingerie designed by M himself. Everything about his new slaves was to please his eyes alone.
However, what pleased M most wasn't just the transformation in appearance, but also the psychological change each girl went through. Many girls were once proud and confident, holding themselves in a haughty manner. While some girls kept at least part of their pride intact, many were quick to break—becoming self-conscious and nervous at just having their bodies somewhat exposed. He couldn't wait to see how much further they broke once he began to touch them.
Running his eyes over the assembled girls one more time, M began walking among them, running his fingers across the flesh of his possessions. Though it had already been made clear that they couldn't resist him, M still enjoyed hearing each girl's sharp intake of breath when he touched them. If any showed outward discomfort, he ensured to linger a bit longer to watch their facial expression twitch.
His hands roamed over each girl's body, groping asses and squeezing breasts without care. Each of his pets stiffened at his touch, yet could do nothing but remain docile, letting their new master explore every inch of their exposed skin. It was clear from his wandering hands that M owned them, both in mind and body. They had no choice but to let their new owner do whatever he wished with them.
"So obedient already," M murmured, his fingers dipping under a skirt to brush against lace panties. "Perfect... My new property must know her place." The pretty young brunette he addressed squeezed her eyes shut at being spoken to in such a degrading way, but she remained rooted in place and did not dare move or utter a word in protest. Her bottom lip trembled, and she attempted to fight back tears, doing her best to ignore how M fondled her pussy through her thin underwear.
"What's your name then?"
"R-Rachel, sir," the brunette replied, trembling under the invasive touch but keeping her gaze focused on the ground.
"Well then, Rachel. Tell me how you're liking your new home. Does your new outfit fit well?" M slid the flimsy fabric aside to sink a finger into the young girl's cunny, eliciting a squeak of surprise from his new purchase.
Rachel gasped out loud and squeezed her thighs together, trapping M's hand between them. She flinched right after and widened her stance, her face turning bright red in shame. M smirked upon seeing Rachel struggle between retaining her dignity and remaining obedient.
"Answer me, Rachel," M repeated, increasing his pressure inside her warm slit and beginning to thrust the digit in and out with mild pressure.
Rachel gasped and shuddered, but responded nonetheless. "Yes sir, it's a wonderful home. The outfit is perfect. I-I'm so thankful that you chose me to be in your harem." The words felt thick in her throat, but Rachel forced them out. It was better to play along than to risk punishment.
"Such an obedient little thing," M said with a chuckle, giving the teen another pump of his finger for her reward. "Can you put on a good show for the others?"
Rachel nodded, a blush heating up her face when she felt the slick arousal leaking down her legs, no doubt visible for the other girls to see. "Y-Yes sir."
"Excellent."
Author Notes
The brain chip implanted in each girl only triggered when they tried to disobey—everything else was done of their own free will (and fear of their new master).
Memory
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[ Tags: mindbreak; Genre: cyberpunk, dystopia ]
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    ## Basically a more powerful author's note that will ensure the instruct module is activated and increase its effect because of context position. Activate by uncommenting [INS] in memory.
    { Describe (scene, event, or character) in great detail. }
  • [8], Angela

    Angela was a shy and reserved girl and heiress to one of the largest manufacturing companies in America. She kept to herself in school and never drew much attention to herself—at least not until Eva had fucked her in front of everyone and called her a whore for enjoying it. Angela was slim and petite, with light brown hair and blue eyes, and often wore it in a neat ponytail that complimented her facial features. Her chest was modest and barely filled out her shirts, but still, she made do with what she had. She rarely participated in conversations or went out of her way to socialize, preferring to keep to herself. Angela was sixteen-years-old.
  • [3], Eva

    Eva was the heir to Halo Airlines and a stunning brunette with a busty figure, one that was perfectly suited to her haughty and prideful personality. She walked with her shoulders back and her chin held high, a constant air of superiority radiating from her that made other girls shrink back in fear and envy. Eva's breasts were enormous, even for her age, a fact of which the girl was immensely proud. Despite her beauty and wealth, Eva was a cruel and self-centered individual, one who cared little for others and only focused on her own desires and whims. Eva was seventeen-years-old and had quickly become M's head girl.
  • [4], Amy

    Amy was a meek and petite little redhead, barely five foot one and weighing only a hundred pounds soaking wet. She was fifteen-years-old and her slender figure had just started to blossom into womanhood. Amy was shy and timid, with a delicate nature that hid her status as heiress to the Jackson Media Group and a well-known child actress.
  • [5], Hannah

    Hannah had always been the wild child of the academy, a true free spirit who did whatever she pleased, consequences be damned. She had always had a reputation for being shameless and outlandish, often caught fooling around with various teachers and other rich men in her spare time. Hannah had ample access to rich men willing to fool around with her as heiress to the York Banking conglomerate. The other heiresses were both jealous and repulsed by her, finding it impossible to relate to someone so brazen and carefree.
  • [6], Vivian

    Vivian had short, blonde hair with light pink highlights. She was short, barely reaching five feet, with a slender frame that she filled out with skimpy clothing. Her legs were toned and her breasts small but perky. She was a little shy, but that didn't stop her from being confident and outspoken when she had something to say. Vivian was intelligent, well-read, and had a natural beauty that drew attention from people around her. She wasn't obsessed with sex like some of her classmates, but neither did the young girl have a problem with using her natural assets to get what she wanted. Vivian was not afraid to speak her mind or use her body to achieve her goals, though she found it rather distasteful to say the least.
  • [7], Anastasia

    Anastasia was a beautiful Russian-American who had always had an affinity for the naughty. She would often masturbate to pornographic images and videos on the internet, experimenting with vibrators and toys that would leave her aching for more. While the teen had never been with an actual man, thousands of adults had seen her divine body via the internet, watching as the young girl explored and pleased herself in front of a camera as was common in her country. Anastasia was sixteen-years-old.
  • [2], Natalie

    Natalie Watts, heir to the Watts Electronics empire, was a petite blonde, with soft locks that framed her delicate face and pale blue eyes that glinted with mischief and envy. She was well-educated and came from a wealthy family, but had always harbored a hidden side of jealousy that manifested in her obsession with being popular and the best. Specifically, Natalie was quite jealous of her classmate Rachel who beat her out as Class President. She always thought Rachel was a little too stuck up for her own good, and deep down wanted to see the other girl brought down a few pegs and perhaps even humiliated.
  • [9], /Song/

    Song Huang was a young, innocent twelve-year-old. With her long, silky dark hair framing her round features and her small, lithe body, she looked more like an adorable doll than an actual person. Despite being raised in a very wealthy family, Song had an almost naïve innocence about her. This, mixed with her eagerness to please and willingness to take orders, made Song a quick favorite among the other girls in her class and with her new master.
  • [10], Jordan

    Jordan was a shy, reserved teen whose father controlled an international mining company. She had large breasts and wide hips that drew attention from everyone around her, including M. Despite her natural beauty, Jordan was never one to brag or boast about her looks, preferring instead to remain modest and keep to herself. Jordan was selfless in a way that was rather unusual to an heiress of her standing, not minding degrading herself for her new master if it meant her friends would be spared. She was undeniably gorgeous, her long blonde hair falling down her back in waves and her green eyes always gleaming with a natural sparkle. Jordan was sixteen-years-old.
  • [11], Maria

    Maria Fernandez was a seventeen-year-old Mexican oil heiress, known for her olive-toned skin, long black hair, and sultry eyes. Despite her privileged upbringing, Maria was unashamed of showing off her body. She loved to masturbate frequently, often thinking about men twice her age or experimenting with toys in private. Maria knew she was attractive and used her charms to get her way, whether it was convincing her father to give her more spending money or seducing older men into spoiling her rotten.
  • [12], Yeo-jin

    Yeo-jin Kim was a sixteen-year-old Korean girl with a slender frame and petite bust whose family owned a shipping conglomerate in South Korea. She had long, straight black hair and large brown eyes that seemed to convey a mix of innocence and curiosity. Yeo-jin was typically reserved in nature, a stark contrast to her fraternal (and slightly younger) twin sister, Ma-Ri, who was known for being more outgoing and bold.
  • [13], Ma-Ri

    Ma-Ri had long, straight black hair and large brown eyes. She was smaller in stature and had a leaner frame than her older fraternal twin sister Yeo-jin. And while her sister was more reserved and submissive, Ma-Ri exuded confidence and a quiet sense of dominance that rivaled M's own.
    Sexually, Ma-Ri was aggressive and dominant, taking charge in any encounter she participated in. In her play with M, she let this manifest as a cold indifference that masked how aroused she truly was, only showing her true self after having a sufficient amount of privacy and stimulation. Ma-Ri had mastered control of her bodily functions—something M admired greatly in a teen girl—and used it to her advantage by squirting and pissing at will without any shame or hesitation.
    Outside of her play, Ma-Ri displayed a sarcastic and bratty attitude, seemingly unaffected by anything around her despite being enslaved to M.
  • [14], Elsa

    Elsa Olsson was tall and athletically built; her family owned a number of manufacturers throughout Sweden. Elsa's platinum blonde hair fell to her waist and her sky blue eyes were set deep beneath her brows, giving her a fierce look. She had defined abs and muscular thighs, making her appear intimidating to others. Despite her fearsome appearance, Elsa was docile and obedient, following M's orders without hesitation. She wore simple, practical clothing and carried herself with confidence, showing neither shame nor embarrassment in the face of unwanted sexual pressure. Elsa was reserved and rarely spoke, preferring to keep to herself unless spoken to directly.
  • [15], Maya

    Maya Kaspersson was seventeen-years-old, and her family owned a chain of hotels internationally. She was a pretty young brunette with a lean yet toned body. Her eyes were a warm hazel, and her skin was fair and smooth. Maya was quite outgoing and friendly, often finding herself at the center of social circles.
  • [16], Alexandra

    Alexandra Westergaard was the Danish princess of the Westergaard dynasty. Despite her status, she had always been wild and defiant, refusing to adhere to the strict rules imposed upon her by her parents and tutors. Alexandra spent most of her youth fighting, running away, and sleeping around, much to her parents' dismay. As she matured, Alexandra grew bored of causing trouble and sought out new pleasures. When her father refused to play her games anymore, the princess turned her sexual attentions towards him instead. At first, he resisted Alexandra's advances, but eventually his daughter wore him down, convincing him to fuck her regularly. Alexandra's behavior led her to develop quite the Daddy Complex, and she frequently refers to M as 'Daddy' both during play and in normal conversation.
  • [17], Miranda

    Miranda Bancroft was always regarded as a model student in every aspect of life. She kept to herself most of the time, but occasionally opened up to her peers when necessary. Unlike most of her peers at St. Victoria, she got into the school purely on merit—coming from rather modest means. Physically, Miranda was tall and slender, with medium-length red hair and blue eyes hidden behind thick glasses. Miranda never wore makeup, opting for natural beauty rather than covering her freckles and imperfections.
  • [18], Amelia

    Amelia Thompson was the daughter of wealthy business moguls who ran Thompson Corporations, a conglomerate spanning industries ranging from oil to electronics. She was known for being uptight and judgmental, especially towards the more outgoing girls during her time at St. Victoria's. Amelia was always the first to report transgressions to the principal, often getting her peers in trouble for minor infractions. However, deep down Amelia craved punishment—the thrill of being scolded and disciplined aroused her greatly. Though she knew she shouldn't, Amelia couldn't resist masturbating to fantasies of being dominated by authority figures, imagining them punishing her for tattling on her classmates.
  • [19], Sabrina

    Sabrina Belrose was a petite girl with light brown hair and hazel eyes. Born into French aristocracy, she lived a life of luxury and privilege from an early age. But Sabrina had a secret habit: pissing herself. Even during childhood, she would deny herself trips to the bathroom before waiting until the urge became overwhelming and relieve herself wherever she was. Whether in class, outdoors, or even during fancy dinners with her parents, Sabrina reveled in denying herself until the last possible moment.
    As Sabrina matured, her fetish intensified, leading her to piss herself even more frequently in public, often playing it off as a prank or accident when caught. But Sabrina enjoyed the thrill, hiding a wetness between her thighs throughout lectures or shopping trips with her friends, knowing that one wrong move would send urine cascading down her legs and betray her kink.
    Lately, Sabrina had also started urinating in inappropriate places on purpose—public bathroom floors, outdoor park benches, even into other people's belongings! Yet, all throughout her games, Sabrina maintained composure, treating urinating anywhere she pleased as casually as breathing air or drinking water. Despite acting indifferent though, Sabrina always got hot with each adventure, growing excited knowing what she was doing wasn't normal and risked punishment if caught.
  • [20], Lauren

    Lauren Gerritt was a striking girl with dark hair tied back neatly in a bun, blue eyes, and sharp facial features that exuded confidence and power. With porcelain skin and curves that curved in all the right places, many men sought Lauren's company in high school. However, Lauren was focused more on pleasing her female lovers, though she was by no means shy about indulging in men on occasion.
    Lauren possessed a keen intelligence and wicked wit, often finding herself leading conversations and dominating whoever crossed her path. Coupled with her physical beauty, Lauren easily swayed those around her to her favor. The young bisexual was far too accomplished at turning otherwise innocent girls into her willing playthings, coaxing them into experimenting with her until they inevitably returned for more.
  • [LM]

    ## Fill with all your degenerate experiences so that you can trigger this from memory by uncommenting [LM] when you want Song to remember that time you raped her 20k tokens ago. You sicko.
  • [1], Rachel

    Rachel Lewis was the daughter of Senator Lewis, and was the picture of perfection, with flawless skin, shining blonde hair, and a lean, toned body. She was head of the cheerleading squad and president of the student council, always top of her class and well regarded socially. Because of her status, many of her classmates envied her, while others found her cold and aloof, but secretly they all craved the kind of popularity she had.
  • /(uniforms?|outfits?|blouse|shirt|skirt|panties|underwear|bra)\b/i

    The girls of M's harem were often seen in the default attire of his abode, which was a skimpy version of their former school uniform. The outfit consisted of a skimpy micro mini-skirt with almost see-through white thigh highs and button-up white shirts that were not in fact, properly buttoned. To top off the mockery of the girls' old uniforms, each had a dark blue choker that mimicked the tie worn by students of St. Victoria. Underneath the ensemble, the girls wore lacy white lingerie.
  • /maids?\b/i

    M had a number of omnipresent maids on staff and had only to give the signal for them to appear and attend to him. They were well-trained in all manner of housework, as well as taking care of his new harem. In addition, the maids were quite willing and able to take care of M's sexual needs as well if the need arouse.
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