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Kelly's Mom

... sometimes wished she had a girlfriend who would do those things to her, scary as the thought was.

Well, at least they had Vicki now. The website Kelly, Becca and Evie had talked about all night and morning was coming together thanks to Kai. Vicki and Brenda would be the star attractions once they were up and running.

Punishment! Pain! Humiliation! Training! -- the website promised all this, and already people were logging on to see if they delivered. A little money was already coming in through Paypal and Cashapp, and so far all they had up were some hot pictures and a few stolen video clips. Becca was astounded at how much they could make if this took off, though the other two seemed to know already. For not the first time, Becca wondered when they had gotten involved in all this and how deep they were in with Kai. She knew they did Tik-tok vids, and she heard Kai had an Onlyfans page.

'No matter,” she told herself; she was part of it now. So was Vicki. But maybe not in the way she imagined.

The van came to a stop, and though she couldn't see, Vicki intuited they were at their destination, wherever that was. Maybe she would soon get this blindfold off, and they would do whatever it was that they kept whispering about. She could almost hear the butterflies in her tummy. This was going to be exciting! She hoped there would be more sex. That was the best part of this; the pain was bearable, but the pleasure was undeniably awesome, making her body respond in ways ...

... she'd never imagined.

“Okay? Hello?”

She waited, listening intently as the others got out and talked outside the van. There was some giggling, and she longed to be part of the joke.

“Don't forget meee,” she pleaded, and there was more giggling. The rear door opened, and strong hands grabbed her upper arms and pulled her to the door. She turned and felt her legs dangle over the opening, then her feet were on the ground and she was walked around and into a building. It sounded empty, and huge. They walked maybe forty steps and then she was stopped and turned 90 degrees.

“Arms up.”

Vicki complied, and felt her wrists flanking something cold and metal as her hands were placed on either side of that object and attached to it. 'What the...' She was released, and someone pulled a rope through a block and tackle, raising the teen’s arms even higher. When she was fully extended, her toes were the only thing connecting her to the concrete floor.

“Alright,” came Evie's voice, softly. “Slave, you will do your best to remain quiet and only speak when spoken to. Let the games begin.”

It was time.

Evie and Kai had the dark web up and the cameras set up on their tripods, giving them views from in front of and behind Vicki's trembling body. The girl was already nearing her limit, her calves aching from standing on tip-toe, her skin blotchy from Becca's bored slapping at her with the crop.

“Okay, Bec,” Evie announced, “give it a rest. We'll be online once we hear from ...