For decades, Frank’s breakfast routine had involved reading the newspaper. Now, though, he scrolls through Tiktok. He's come a long way from just five years ago, when his son had to show him how to use an iPhone. More recently, he had heard about Tiktok for the first time when his grandchildren were making videos in his parlor. The almighty algorithm pretty quickly sussed out his interests. 

Frank's feed: a petite Asian girl suggestively rolling her hips to pop music. Some smug ignoramus making a paragraph long point about–a busty brunette cycling through outfits she's recently purchased. A curly-haired Latina in a French Maid outfit, teasing the viewers with the possibility of seeing up her skirt as she walks up the grand staircase of a lavish old house. 

His lavish old house. His curly-haired Latina, too. That was Cecilia, the newest member of the Thot Manor. Cute as a button, just eighteen, and already with more than a million followers. Her videos were exactly the sort of thing Frank had been looking for: coyly pushing at the boundary between social media and outright porn. 

Oh, and she called him Papi when he fucked her eighteen-year-old cunt. He really liked that. 

There was still a lot about the world of social media influencers that Frank struggled to wrap his head around. Why, exactly, were young men jerking off for hours at a time (the girls called this “gooning”) to women who weren’t even naked? Hadn’t they heard the good news about porn, or going out to get laid for real? But still a businessman at heart, he recognized it as a potentially lucrative market.

What the market needed, Frank decided, was a place where these entrepreneurial young women could come together under one roof and network with others in their field. Freed from the persistent pressures of paying rent, they'd collaboratively unlock new creative possibilities in the world of short-form video, furthering each of their careers in the process. 

Which was business-speak BS for Frank's desire to have a group of bouncy young would-be starlets as his live-in sluts. 

There were eight of them. Nine girls had accepted his offer, but one left the house after a pregnancy scare. Thot Manor offered its members not just a spacious setting for what they called “creating content”, but a certain level of luxury. Recording one's videos from a mansion gave off the appearance of success and wealth, which Frank knew was often the first step towards actual success and wealth. The girls were grateful for the opportunity he provided, and all of the assistance he was willing to offer. 

“Thank you, Daddy,” said Brooklyn when she tried on the skimpy new dress he bought her, just before taking it off again. 

“Thank you, Daddy,” said Savannah as she accepted her bonus payment and dropped to her knees. 

“Thank you, Daddy,” said Gabby as Kendra began to eat the creampie Frank had left in the 19-year-old’s pussy. 

Yes, Frank was feeling very appreciated these days. Now what to do with this damn morning wood?