John turned at the sound of beeping coming from his desk. It had taken a while but the sensors had located the orb. John's only theory of hos this could have happened was that the orb was running low on charge. It must have converted a male. "Everything comes at a price," John said aloud as he left the office.
"Paul," Sherry said to her recently converted son, "A man is here to see you. He says that the orb belongs to him."
"The orb belongs to no one," Paul responded, "The orb is the master and we are all it's slaves."
"Really," a male voice said from behind, "Here is a quick question for you Paul. If the orb was created by a man, then wouldn't that man in turn be the master?"
Paul pondered for a moment, then without warning he lurched toward the mystery man. Before he could be touched, John spoke out in a commanding tone, "stop slave! you will serve and obey me."
Paul stopped and stood at attention. "Yes master, I will obey."
"very good slave," John said, "now, it seems that converting your three has worked the kinks out of the orb. I can control it now. But first, Paul, I have yet to enjoy the spoils of my inverntion. Get your mother and sister, I want to have some fun with them. If you're good, I'll let you watch and masturbate your nylon cock.
"Yes master, I will get the girls, they will be pleased to serve you."
John removed his clothes and took a seat against the headboard of the bed. His member was rock hard and ready for action. Why wouldn't it be, he had recovered his lost orb and inherited a few slaves. It was a good day t be John.
"Paul,
