The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI

... the floor beneath the penthouses and walk the rest of the way, but Jesse wanted to make a quick check in at the front desk to find out if Brenda was in her room. We walked up the service corridor to a doorway that opened to the area behind the front desk.

The lobby was mostly empty except for a couple of people passing through and two staff members behind the front desk. While Jesse asked about Brenda – who was apparently in her room - I scanned the area and noticed that there was also a woman sitting in a chair on the far side, near the bar. I tapped Jesse on the shoulder and pointed.

The woman matched Brenda’s de***********ion of the stalker. She was wearing a very light full-length, gray raincoat and a black brimmed lady’s hat. The hat had a heavy layer of black lace draped over the face, so it was impossible to make out facial features. She either had short hair or it was pinned up inside her hat. She had on black high-heeled shoes and dark tights or stockings that weren’t quite shear but weren’t quite opaque.

Jesse and I scurried back to the freight elevator, took it to the level below ours, then walked up to the penthouse level and knocked on our mother’s door.

“The stalker is down in the lobby!” I said when our mother opened the door.

She shrugged.

“Don’t worry about it,” she said.

“Don’t worry about it?” Jesse said. “If Brenda goes down there and sees her, she’ll freak out. She’ll cancel the show tonight. If she calls the police she’ll end up ...

... in custody.”

Our mother shook her head.

“If she cancels the show, we’ll have it anyway and just go down and drag her up in chains. That might be fun,” she said, smiling. “And she won’t go to the police without talking to me first and getting my take. I’m not worried. Now let’s get busy on setting up for tonight.”

Megan showed up a few minutes later, and we spent the next couple of hours setting up a spare room in my mother’s penthouse as a cam studio. Then Megan, Jesse and I went back to our own suite to get ready.

We had instructions to watch the show from our own penthouse, not come over until Brenda was restrained, and to enter the room in a certain order. So shortly before 8:00 the three of us gathered in our living room. Megan wore a pair of sheer booty shorts, no underwear, and a bikini top. Jesse had on a corset-and-bra getup and a pair of fishnet stockings. At my mother’s orders, I dressed up. I wore a dress shirt, a tie, and a pair of slacks - but no underwear. I also had a black gimp mask I was to put on before I came into the room with the camshow.

I fired up the laptop (making sure the camera was off) and hooked into the camshow site. There was a brief wait before Brenda started up the show, but then her cam came up and the image of the third bedroom in our mother’s penthouse leapt into the screen. Brenda was dressed in a red baby doll only, and our mother wore her usual leather dom outfit that consisted of a corset, large nipple piercings, a black ...