Joe’s Harem
Copyright© 2026 by Techman1952
Chapter 4: Expanding the Freedom to All!
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: Expanding the Freedom to All! - Joe is just a typical teenage boy, he wants to have sex with his girlfriend, but she won’t cooperate. He thinks of a way to blackmail her into doing everything he wants her to do. As a photographer he does the same thing to more girls and women. They become his harem! Before long he includes family members. Life is good and he finds a way to make money too. Warning: Beastiality is an integral part of this story! Do not read if this offends you!
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Rape BiSexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Cousins Aunt Nephew Light Bond Group Sex Harem Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Masturbation Small Breasts Teacher/Student Nudism
School started on a Wednesday, I guess they try to ease us back into the habit! So we have a short week and a three day holiday weekend. I’m not complaining, it does take getting used to!
Dad and I had finished disking the fields twice, and were now pulling the harrow. Harrowing breaks up the dirt clods to even smaller pieces. Each field is harrowed two to three times, depending on the condition of the soil, what we are doing is preparing the seedbed. By having a fine dirt to plant into, you eliminate all kinds of problems, skips in the seed distribution, caused by the drill running over a clod of soil that didn’t break up. The seed must be planted at a specific depth, if you get a clod of dirt sitting on top of the seed it disturbs the germination of the seed when it doesn’t get enough light. If you get enough larger dirt clods it can negatively impact the yield! And that means less money after harvest! Of course every pass the farmer makes over the field affects the bottom line, like gas for the tractor, while in bulk we get the gas for around 15 cents a gallon, the tractor drinks 15-20 gallons a day. That’s up to $3.00 a day. That’s not much but if you take three or four days it can mount up! Then you get into the cost of labor, I don’t work for free. Dad pays me $1.20 per hour (I don’t get paid overtime). So I make $14.40 a day. Not bad for a 16 year old! City kids can’t even legally work until they are 16 years old. I’ve been working since I was thirteen. Though I started out at $1.00 an hour.
With the school day over at three ten every day, I could only work from about three thirty till six or six thirty. That depended on when mom wanted me home for supper or if I needed to finish an assignment or a project then I couldn’t work in the field at all! My education came first every time!
School started and my schedule looked like this;
1st Period American History
2nd. Period. Algebra
3rd. Period. Science
4th. Period Study Hall
Lunch
5th Period. Agriculture
6th Period. English
7th Period. P.E
With only 67 people in my class I knew everyone and we all had lunch at the same time. Each class was 54 minutes long with a 6 minute passing period. Lunch was an hour and we had an open campus, which meant you could leave campus if you wanted too. Which also meant you could go to the Dairy Queen for lunch, if you have a car or know someone with one. No problem, I had one! It also meant that my girls and I could leave campus together at lunch! Or I could run errands.
The girls and I tried to go back to our glade every Sunday, it wasn’t always possible, but we tried. Dad tried to let me have a day off on Sunday’s. We were not church people so all day was usually open for me. My girls were church people, so their mornings on Sunday were booked every week. If an activity was occurring at the church in the afternoon, they were going to be there!
One of the things I had accomplished at lunch that first abbreviated week of school, was to call the guy at Discrete Film Services. I told him that I had several rolls of 35mm film to have developed, as well as three reels of Super 8 film. I asked him if he sold any pictures or movies on the side without the customer’s consent. He assured me that they never did that! I was still leary of that, but what can you do? I also confirmed the phone number for the Blackmarket organization that would purchase underage sex or nudes in pictures or movies. I also confirmed that he would forward my film and copies of photos to this group for a nominal fee. He gave me a guy’s name, Frank Johnson and his phone number. I thanked him! Then I called Frank, he sounded like a nice guy and I got a good vibe from him. I told him that he was recommended to me by the guy at Discrete and that they would be forwarding some pictures and movies. Frank appreciated the business and said that they would look them over, edit the movies and send me a check. He said that he would send a copy of the edited movie to me. He asked how old the girls were in the pictures and movies. I told him that they were sisters 16 and 14. I asked him what they did with them. He told me that he was President of a private group of wealthy men who enjoyed illicit underage girls, through some liked boys. It was called The Mission Club and they gave money to orphanages, YWCA’s and homes for runaways and abused girls. But their real mission was to get underage girls to model for pictures and make movies of them. They would pay top dollar for all of that type of media. Prices were dependent upon quality, beauty of the models, subject matter or content of the media. The better it was the more money the source made. I thanked him and said I was looking forward to working with him.
The next day I went to the bank and talked with an account manager, Tom. He helped me set up an LLC that I named Personal Photography Plus. I thought it was a clever way of advertising in an innocent manner. He also set up a bank account with a savings account and a checking account with checks that would have the business address on it. Next, I needed to get a place of business!
I went to the post office and sent all of the film to Discrete for processing and to be copied and then sent on to the Mission Club.
On Sunday we were able to go to the glade, I picked up the girls and we were there fifteen minutes later. Today we needed to discuss some things, and set up some plans involving other people.
We were sitting at the picnic table, I was on one side, the girls on the other, that way I could look at them. They had removed all of their clothes, as soon as we had arrived in the glade.
“Before we get to the fun activities, I want to explain some things I have done, and discuss some things we need to do. The first thing I’ve done is create a Limited Liability Company or LLC, under the name of Personal Photography Plus or PPP or 3P. Which do you girls want the name to be known as?”
“But Joe, we are just your slaves, why would we get a say in something so important as the name?” Beth asked.
“You will never be “just” anything to me! Essentially you Beth and Sandy have become the closest legal thing to wives that it is possible to be in, as a plural marriage! That means we are “married” to each other, in a business and governmental sense. You are both officers in our company, Beth, you are the Vice President in charge of Procurement, Sandy, you are the Vice President of Finance, the only reason you are Vice Presidents is that there can only be one President!”
“Wives? You want us to be your wives? We’re only 16 and 14 years old! The same can be said for being officers in a Company!” Beth exclaimed.
“Just now a wife, and already wanting a divorce! If you don’t want to be part of this partnership all we have to do is remove your name from the list of directors of the company. I hope you don’t really want to do that! But you have free choice, and you both can exercise that freedom at any time! As to being Officers in our Company, you are both smart enough, the only thing that you lack is experience, you get that by doing. So I want both of you to think about it!”
“I like the idea of being “married” to each other! And being a V.P. sounds good to me, so I’m in!” Sandy said.
“I know I sounded like I didn’t want any part of all of this, but I really do! I was only trying to see your level of commitment in this venture! I’m in, too!” Beth said.
“Fantastic! I know we can do this, girls! Now let’s get the business done so we can have some fun!” I guess the first order of business is to define what our product is. Our product, the sellable thing we make money on, that is our photographs and movies! I have made arrangements with a group of wealthy men, to supply them with quality pictures and movies of underage girls in sexy or sexual poses and movies. I have already sent off all of the film for processing and then to the group!”
“What? You sent pictures and movies of us naked and having sex with a dog to men we don’t know, without our permission?” Beth practically yelled.
“Yes! I did, because you are my slaves, and I will do what is best for us as a company! This is our product, it’s what we sell! The best part is the money we are going to make! On this single day’s shooting we stand to make $20,000!”
Both girls gasped, and yelled “TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS!”
“Yes! Twenty Thousand Dollars! These wealthy guys like to watch naked young girls have sex, and are willing and able to pay for it!”
“When will we get the money? I don’t know about Beth, but I don’t have a problem with making money doing sex stuff, it was fun! When can we make another movie?”
“I don’t know when we’ll get the money, soon I imagine. As to making another movie, we need to decide what we are going to do, then we need to figure out how to shoot it. Let’s list what we think would make good movies. But don’t get the idea that you can spend all the money you get, like buying clothes or a car, because you don’t want to draw attention to how you earn the money! You need to save it, use it to go to college or to buy a car later, after you leave home and are over eighteen.”
So we discussed what we could shoot, that the Group would purchase.
These are some of the choices;
Both girls losing their virginity
The girls performing more lesbian incest
Getting a new girl or more then doing #1, #4, #5, #6, #7, #9, #10, & #11
Doing more doggie sex
Doing more outdoor sex
Doing a threesome
Anal sex
Piss
Girl / dog
Masturbating
Toys
Vegetables
And that led up to who else could we get. And that brought up the type of girls we wanted. Was there a limit on how old the girls should be? After some discussion it was decided that for now we won’t be taking any girls younger than fourteen years old. Of course that brought up Cindy! Cindy is Beth and Sandy’s younger sister. She had just turned fourteen years old. Did they want to corrupt their youngest sister?
During the discussion they talked about their sister. The first thing was that she was a selfish brat that always got her way. She, judging from some of the sounds coming from her room, was already masterbating. So they decided that she was fair game.
Of course that brought up the other age restriction, how old is too old? After discussion, it was decided that as a general rule 35 years old should be the limit, but some older women could be considered on a case by case basis.
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