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Prologue:

A

lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed and left
the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining
relative, a niece on a career path of her own. Vikki has taken on the task of
administering the estate and liquidating the business and collection. However,
she has come to find out that many of the goods have been cursed or enchanted
with amorous powers that affect those who encounter them. This 18 part series
is devoted to many of the stories of those encounters with objects found at Amorous Goods.

Continuing from
Part 2.
Chapter
Thirty-Three.

Sam

responded to the Korean wife's question. "Yes, your gaping asshole filled
with my cum is going to be an incredible picture. I think you and I will both
jerk off to it for years to come." He was about to carry on with something
about her not showing that particular image to her husband right away, when
So-Young broke in.

"Hmm,

I just know you're right. But now I'm imagining the next photo and I want you
to make it for me."

Sam

sat up, again realizing that So-Young had taken her involvement in the process
further than any previous model. It seemed his normalization and inclusion
process had reached a new level. "And what photo is that?" he asked.

"Eat

the cum out of my ass," she said strongly. "I want to feel your
tongue digging your seed from my anus, but I also want to have that image to
look at forever. Like you said, I can easily imagine masturbating while looking
at just those three photos: my virgin ass filled with your cock, my gaping ass
filled with your cum, and your stiff tongue going in after it."

The

little pervert sat back in shock. So-Young had outdone him and she was right.
Sam knew he'd get lots of sales of the cum-filled asshole by itself and many
more combined with the virgin reaming, but there was a whole other fringe
audience that would gladly pay highly for the third shot So-Young mentioned.

He

considered for a moment. It really wasn't his thing, sexually, but from a
business angle...

But

it would require breaking a cardinal rule, he never included his own face in
any of the images he published. And then he remembered that the cum had been
poured out of his condom; a condom coated inside with desensitizing lubricant.
Nope, not getting Benzocaine-tainted spunk on his tongue, no thanks.

Sam

didn't want to break his best spell ever by shutting So-Young down cold,
however, so he deflected with some half-truths. "You're right, Mrs. Lee,
that would be a very exciting shot. That's part of what makes you such a
natural erotic model, you can see the images in your naughty head as well as
make them happen with your heavenly body. But men want to imagine it's them
doing these things to you and including my face would go too far in knocking
them out of that fantasy."

"But

what if only you and I got to see that picture?" she purred. "You're
not afraid of your own cum, are you?"

"Well,

my goo is so mixed up with the lubricant that it would be pretty nasty, so yes,
I guess today I am afraid," he laughed. "I'll tell you what, though,
let's get an 'almost there' shot."

Sam

approached So-Young's ass from the side, on hands and knees. He leaned his head
in with tongue extended and licked her bum, just an inch away from her creamy
butthole. He had no intention of letting her have a copy of this image, but it
did serve to keep the mood going for the rest of today's session.

"How

about we do something else special with the cum in your ass?" said Sam.
The young wife still rested on one beautiful cheek, with her ass up in the air.
Sam slipped a mid-sized dildo into her hand. "I couldn't get a good shot
with my best camera when you had that incredible anal orgasm earlier." Now
he got his mouth down close to her ear again and put some extra growl into his
voice. "I want that picture. I want to capture you trembling in passion from
fucking your own, cum-filled ass. It sounded so sexy when you said you loved
having things in your ass and it looked and felt beyond sexy when your virgin
anus clamped down on my hard cock."

The

defiled young woman could only manage to groan and whimper in delight as Sam
brought back her outrageous words and actions. Again she wondered why she ever
thought there was something wrong with that kind of action and behavior before.
Now she could hardly wait to give her ass to her husband too.

Sam

slipped off the end of the bed and reset the video camera just off to the side
a bit as he kept talking to So-Young. "Mrs. Lee, my cum is running from
your tight ass, down to your beautiful pussy." She heard his SLR camera click. "What do you think about starting
with the dildo in your pussy, then pushing the cum back up your perineum and
into your ass? Do you think that's a picture you and John would like?"

"Show

me!" she suddenly said.

Sam

walked around the side of the bed as he brought the last pictures up on the viewfinder
screen. He leaned across and held the camera so the hot Korean could see. He
cycled through the three shots he'd taken of the line of cum connecting her
anus to her cunt. "That's just the kind of sensuous image I knew I'd get
working with you," he cooed. "Is it what you were hoping for?"

"Oh,

yes," she gushed. "It's really hot and you make my naughty bits look
so pretty."

"That's

because they are pretty, So-Young. Pretty and hot and horny. Show me now how
hot and horny they look with a dildo in them. Give yourself a good fuck, Mrs.
Lee. Show Mr. Lee what you want him to do with his cock." Sam pulled the
camera away and retook his position behind his bewitched model.

The

Korean beauty arranged herself to allow for the easiest penetration and then went
to work with the dildo just as Dolan had directed. She rubbed it over her clit
a few times; then dragged the tip up between her labia until she was lined up
with her vagina, where she pushed. Sam's camera clicked all along the way.

She

poked her cunny for several strokes and then slowly pulled it out and dragged
the tip upwards with a bit of sideward slant. "Yes," Sam said.
"You have a nice gob of goo there." His camera clicked. When she
reached her rosebud, she began teasing it with the tip of the dildo. Soon
after, she had the first inches inside and then she got down to seriously
fucking herself.

"That

looks so good," Dolan encouraged her. "Your pretty asshole is just
swallowing it up and the cum is beautifully messy.

"Your

cock felt better," So-Young grunted. "But this is good. You made my
asshole so slippery with your spunk; I love shoving it inside me." She had
the toy buried all the way to its testes-shaped handle and twisted it around.

"These

pictures are going to be incredible," the photographer cheered. "You
make the perfect cock-hungry ass-slut!"

Mrs.

Lee was once again a near-gibbering volcano of desire. "Ass-slut,
yes," she grunted. "Pound, pound ass." The dildo was flying in
and out. "Virgin ass, slut ass, fuck, fuck, fuck;� And then she was
screaming and creaming and squirting from her pussy. Sam caught it all and
cursed again that his pecker took so long to recharge. He was going to have to
score some Viagra.

Chapter
Thirty-Four.

Morgana

looked over the jewelry sale receipt that Dylan had recovered from the office
upstairs in the AG store. "Well, it looks like we might have had a little
luck anyway. I don't recognize this liquidator as someone involved with Ludwig
or any of his Amorous Enterprises."

"Amorous

enterprises," sighed Vikki. "Why couldn't he just have left me a
Victoria's Secret franchise at the mall?"

Dylan

laughed. "Vikki, Victoria, nicely ironic. Heck, you'd have the most
successful Victoria's Secret store ever if you could sprinkle just a little AG
magic over everything."

"Yeah,"

his faux-cousin said. "Hot pants that really make you hot and Wonder Bras
that lift your libido along with your boobs."

The

Delacroix Witch smiled slightly, glad to have her hesitant partners climbing
out of their guilty depression.

"So,

I guess the next step is to call the liquidator and hope she hasn't resold
everything. Then we'll just have to come up with the money to rebuy the monkeys
and anything else that's enchanted," said Vikki.

"Man,

that's going to be tough," said Dylan. "That was months ago and most
of that money has been spent on other recovery missions."

"Well,

imagine how much more money it would take to buy those things back from people
who actually know what they are?" Vikki responded. Dylan nodded in
agreement. Then Vikki added, "In fact I'm surprised that stuff, and lots
more, wasn't scooped up by old AG partygoers who do know about the
charms."

"Well,

if I remember correctly," said Dylan, "the lady who took the jewelry
just happened to be in town at the estate sale of some rich old woman who
passed away just before Ludwig. In fact, I think she heard about his death from
someone at the estate sale and popped in here even before our sale was
advertised. She obviously knew what she was doing when she looked over the
jewelry and made an offer that was well within the price range I'd been
thinking about, so I was glad to make a quick, first sale."

Morgana

said, "I think our own quick, first steps now should be for Dylan to call
the liquidator and find out what she still has, what she's sold, and who she
sold it to, while Vikki and I look over Ludwig's records and put together a
priority list of what is most critical for us to recover."

"And

I take it the Three Horny Monkeys are at the top of the list." said Vikki.

Chapter
Thirty-Five.

Sam

and So-Young were once again curled up on the sofa reviewing photographs. She
had showered in the small bathroom in the corner of the studio and was back in
her street clothes, although she hadn't put on her brassiere and her blouse
remained unbuttoned. Sam played almost absentmindedly with her sweet tits,
while So-Young scrolled through the images on the laptop screen.

She

was going through the final scenes, where she'd dildo-fucked herself to another
anal orgasm. The pictures were dirty and hot, but still artistic, showing Sam
really knew what he was doing. She paused at one where he'd changed his angle
to clearly show the three monkeys bouncing on her wrist as she reamed herself.

"The

Sam Dolan trademark," she chuckled. "See no evil, hear no evil, speak
no evil. Just a lot of wickedness." She turned her head toward him and the
two shared a deep, exploring kiss. "Should I tell my husband that the
white stuff is your spunk?" she asked with her own 3-monkey wickedness.

"Hmm,"

the little man considered. "I think it might be best if you hold off on
that for a little while at least. First just show him the main album I put
together for you and we'll keep this one in your private extra album. See how
he takes everything in the main album and then decide if you want to share the
other one or save it for your own private moments."

"My

extra private album? How much more are you going to charge me for that?"
she said in a teasing tone. "Aren't I already paying you enough for
fucking all my holes and turning me into an exhibitionist slut?"

"Yes,

yes you are," he agreed with a chuckle. "But I meant what I said
about you being an exceptional model and I'll add the extra album for free
because I enjoyed working with you so much." He gave her tit a harder
squeeze as he went in for another hot kiss.

"Well,

I suppose we may as well get the business stuff over with," she said
sadly, when he finally pulled away. "I've been here much longer than I
expected and I still want to get home before John comes home from work."

They

moved to his desk and took the seats where they'd started their day together.
When So-Young put her hands on the desk she realized she was still wearing the
lovely antique bracelet. She reached out to undo the clasp, but Sam suddenly
put his hand on top of hers.

"Leave

it for now," he said.

"Don't

want me to see any evil in the contract?" she asked.

Sam

froze a moment, she was exactly right, but did she really know it?

So-Young

picked the contract up off the desk and rifled quickly through the pages.
"This isn't the same contract you gave me to look at before, is it?"

It

finally struck Sam that the young woman was smiling as she said it and looking
at him with a glint of mischief in her eye. She was still on board the monkey
train.

"No,

it's not," the photographer answered the model/client's question.
"Your pictures are going to be so hot, so sexy, so classic, that I think
we should share them with others. That will be easiest if I just keep control
of the whole process, so we'll use my usual contract for when I hire a model,
but slightly modified to say that you hired me."

"So,

I paid you to control me in the studio and I'm paying you to control me
afterwards?"

Dolan

took So-Young's hands in his, brought them to his lips for a kiss, then stared
directly into her eyes. "Mrs. Lee, you needed someone to control you,
didn't you?" He felt her grip tighten. "And you've been happy with my
control, haven't you?" She nodded shyly. "In fact, today you've both
let loose of your control, while somehow also taking more control over your own
pleasure, and you've loved both of those feelings, haven't you?"

"Yes,"

his unsuspecting victim finally answered. "I never would have done any of
the things we did today without you. I might say you made me do them, but that
doesn't feel right. It feels more like you just made me understand there was no
reason not to try them and no reason not to just relax and enjoy them
fully."

"I'm

glad you feel that way," the deviant photographer said. "It means I
did that part of my job properly and helped you be the terrific model I knew
you could be. And with this contract I'll be able to do the rest of my job
properly and make you a famous model as well."

"Famous?

So, my 'private' photos won't be private? The sexy photos that were meant only
for my husband will be seen by other men?"

"And

women," Sam said firmly. "Some of them will want to be with you and
others will want to be like you, free and confident."

A

thought suddenly struck So-Young. "Have you made Chae-Won
famous?" Remembering how sexually-charged her friend had seemed ever since
her own photo session with Sam Dolan, So-Young realized that Chae-Won must have had an experience like hers.

"Yes,"

answered Sam with a little hesitation.

"Show

me," said So-Young.

Now

Sam really had to pause and think. No model had ever seen the true results of
her work with Sam before he had their signature on a contract and it was their
own image they saw up on the Web; too late to put the genie back in the bottle.
If So-Young saw her friend posted as a visual sex toy for sale, would it cause
her to refuse to sign her own model release? Or would it be more damaging to
his efforts if he refused to show Mrs. Lee the pictures of Mrs. Park that
So-Young obviously knew were out there?

Sam

looked down at the desktop to get away from So-Young's demanding eyes and there
he saw his answer. The monkeys on the bracelet looked especially cheeky just
then and Sam knew he should keep going with them instead of doing anything
counter to their mantra. He raised his eyes back up to his new model's.
"Of course."

Sam

pulled his laptop over, raised the cover and followed a bookmark to the teaser
section of "Sam's Monkey house". After a couple of keystrokes to get
to Chae-Won's collection, he turned the laptop around
to face So-Young. There were two chairs on her side of the desk and Sam moved
around to sit next to her.

At

this level of access, the models' faces were not visible; they were facing away
or were out of the frame or Sam had covered them with a blurred oval. He started
a slideshow that walked through Chae-Won's various
lingerie poses.

So-Young

and Chae-Won regularly took saunas together at the
local swim center, so she recognized her friend's body. Of course, her
girlfriend didn't usually squeeze her tits together and hold them out to
So-Young while they sat sweating, so that was a new way of thinking of her
friend.

So-Young

suddenly reached out and hit the spacebar to pause the slideshow. "I wore
that outfit today too, didn't I?"

"Yes."

Sam said. "And you looked at least as hot as she does, if not
hotter."

"Did

you fuck her too? There, on the same bed where you fucked me?"

Sam

took the young woman's chin in his fingers and turned her face toward his.
"Yes," he said firmly. "I fucked you both in the same bed."

"Show

me," she said again.

Sam

jumped up to the third level in the site and slowly walked through a series of
shots that showed Chae-Won on hands and knees on the
bed, ass to the camera, pussy wide open. In the last three photos, his cock
entered the frame, entered the woman's cunt, and then buried itself to the
hilt.

"It's

making my pussy wet again," sighed So-Young. "Does it make other
people's pussies wet?"

"Or

their cocks hard, yes, that's what people tell me," Sam replied.

"And

will I make their cocks hard?"

"Very

hard," he assured her. "Rock hard."

The

corrupted housewife pulled the contract to her and picked up the pen that lay
atop of it. She initialed each page as Sam had told her earlier and then signed
the final page. She closed the document and pushed it and the pen to the far
side of the desktop.

"Did

you fuck her on this desk?" she asked Sam.

The

photographer blinked, confused. "Um, no."

"Good.

Then you can fuck me on this desk and I'll be one up on Chae-Won."
It was a good thing the monkey had his eyes covered, because there was
definitely an evil-looking smile on So-Young's face.

Sam

had been feeling twinges of life in his crotch as they had been looking through
Chae-Won's photos on the website and now there was a
definite lurch. "Yes," he said. "Let's put you one up on Mrs.
Park." And he did.

Chapter Thirty-Six.

A

half hour later, Dylan came back down into the AG basement archive. "Any
luck down here?" he asked the women.

"Yes,"

answered Vikki. "Fortunately, it looks like Ludwig acquired all the pieces
we sold to the liquidator in three batches, so a few more of the items were on
the list we started with. Then Morgana had ideas of when the other things had
shown up at AG and those dates helped us find the other two inventories. And so
far, it does appear that the three-monkey bracelet is indeed the most critical
item we need to recover."

"Good,

because that's where I put most of my effort with Jill, the estate liquidator.
As we figured, she wasn't too keen on just giving out information about her own
customers, but ironically, we apparently were the ones who sent the guy who
bought the bracelet to her."

Vikki

said, "You mean somebody showed up here looking for the bracelet back
then? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Dylan

raised his hands in defense. "No, it didn't go down that way. He never
brought up the bracelet or any jewelry specifically

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