Bet - Copied

[hirarandi]

Becky walked out of the tavern smiling. Everything was set and in two hours, Carol's life was about to change. Becky headed home to change; she wanted her outfit to be perfect. 

It was 1:30 when Carol walked into Parker's Tavern. The first person she saw was Hank Parker the owner. She scowled and looked down her nose as he approached. 

"I'm looking for a friend." She scowled. 

"Yes I know, follow me, she reserved one of our rooms." Hank responded and smiled at Carol. 

Carol barely acknowledged his answer but followed him towards the back of the room and through a multi-pane door. He opens the door and motioned her in with an exaggerated bow. Carol didn't say a word but walked in like she owned the place. 

Becky was sitting to the right of the door in the middle of the back wall. She was at a large table with her computer and a remote. She also had a pitcher of sangria sitting beside her with two glasses. 

Carol strode over to her and didn't even say hi. She sat down and barked. "Okay you have twenty minutes. I have another meeting that came up un-expectantly." 

Becky smiled and answered, "Have a glass of sangria, this won't take long." 

Carol started to pour a glass but stopped. Becky knew Carol figured the drink was spiked, reached out and poured herself a glass. She tipped the glass at Carol and took a drink. Carol nodded and did the same. 

"Okay what has Ky done that she can't get out of and you need my help." Carol said with an air of authority. 

"Oh didn't I tell you? It's not Ky who is in trouble. In fact, I'm offering you a chance to negate the damage she has done. All you have to do is get down on your knees and kiss my shoes." Becky beamed. 

"FUCK YOU I'M OUT OF HERE. YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY IF YOU THINK I'LL EVER KISS YOUR NASTY FEET. I'M OUT OF HERE." Carol screamed and started to get up. 

Becky waited for Carol to take a couple of steps before she turned on the TV just above the door. It sprang to life and right in front of Carol's eyes, was Taylor, naked on her knees, her face covered with cum and screaming for someone to fuck her ass. 

Carol stopped dead in her tracks. She turned around and started to come at Becky, when Becky turned on the TV above her head and when it came on it was Ash also naked with her face buried in a girls ass. 

"Oh my god" escaped from Carol's mouth as she looked from one TV to the other. Becky loved the shocked look on her rival's face and continued to turn on TV after TV, each with a different video of either Taylor or Ash sucking or being fucked in their asses. In each one they were covered with lots of cum. Carol stood the transfixed and unable to comprehend what she was seeing. Her mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. 

Finally Becky heard a quite whisper, "Please, please turn it off." 

"Oh I don't think so. If you want them off you know what to do, only now I you also have to be topless too." Becky gushed. 

"I can't do that," Carol said as she dropped to her knees. 

"Well if you want the TVs off that's exactly what you will do, only now naked. Every time you hesitate or try to barter I'm only going to demand more." Becky barked. 

Carol looked around the room at the eight TV's each playing a different video of her daughters doing obscene things. She knew that anyone walking by the room would see them, but stripping would only expose her to the same thing. She looked at Becky and knew it would only get worse. She slowly started to strip, when Becky barked again. 

"You took too long slut and now you have to suck my toes until I say to stop. As I said no hesitation or it only gets worse, slut!" 

Carol was desperate now and practically ripped her blouse off, the buttons flying across the room. Seconds later her bra followed. Becky laughed as Carol struggled to get her pants, panty hose and panties off and crawl to her feet. When she felt Carol remove her trainers, pull off her sweat socks and slowly suck a toe into her mouth, she had a small climax. It was the defining moment in her life to have the mighty Carol Smith naked and sucking her toes. The feeling of power filled her entire being. They now had the entire Smith family under their control. Carol's husband had passed away a few years before. 

Becky only had Carol clean her toes for a minute or so before she told her to move up and lick her pussy. Carol gasped as she looked into Becky's face. For a moment she thought about refusing, but remembered Becky making her do even more if she didn't to as told. Slowly Carole moved between Becky's legs did as she was told, her face filled with anger. She worked her way up to her obviously wet pussy and licked. Carol heard Becky moan and start to push her crotch into Carol's face. A few moments later, Becky grabbed Carol's ears and pulled face her roughly against her labia and masturbated. To Carol it seemed like it was a lifetime before Becky screamed and push her away. Carol fell back on her naked ass and looked up at Becky her face covered with Becky's cum. Carol hated her smug look and wanted to kill her on the spot, but Becky smiled and tossed Carol a bag. "Put those on, that's what you're wearing home." She spat. 

Carol quickly grabbed the bag and empting it on a floor. She gasped when she saw the crop top white tee with "SLUT" embossed across the chest. The black micro mini skirt barely covered her ass, but at least she would be somewhat covered. When she was dressed, she stepped towards the table where Becky was sitting, but she held up her hand. "Stop right there," Becky barked. "I'm leaving and I'll call you when I want you. For now, the videos you saw and lots more will remain safe and unseen. All you have to do is when I call you come running. You will do as I demand or those videos which are on a locked website will be unlocked and all will see. Do you understand?" Becky growled. 

Carol gritted her teeth but nodded her acceptance. 

"Good, now that we understand each other, be at this address tonight a nine o'clock. You will wear what you have on and do as you're told. If I were you I'd take a nap today, you're going to need it." Becky said as she grabbed Carol's clothes and walked out of the room. 

* * * * * * * * 

Carol stood in the middle of the room staring at the door after Becky left. She was so angry she was about to explode. She couldn't believe those videos were real, they had to be photo shopped. Taylor and especially Ash would never do what was in those videos. Carol looked around and all the TV's were off. She stepped to the control units and turned them on again. She had to make sure that those awful videos weren't still being broadcast. She was relieved that when each came on, they only showed a blank screen. 

Carol quickly grabbed her purse and stormed out the door and headed out of the bar. But before she could take more than two steps, when she heard Hank's voice, "Nice outfit Ms. Smith." 

Carol wanted to turn and smack his face, but if she did it would only draw more attention towards her, and the last thing she wanted right now was attention. 

The next few hours, Carol did everything she could to talk to either of her daughters. But after numerous calls and no answers she gave up. She then turned her attention to the internet. She did as many searches as she could think of trying to find the site that supposedly had her daughter's videos. Again she had no luck. It was getting late now and soon she would have to leave to meet Becky. It was as if hell had opened up and swallowed her whole. Her worse nightmare was coming to life and unless she could do something things would get a lot worse. 

Carol arrived at the address Becky gave her and parked her car. It was a non-descript house in a lower middle class neighborhood. The houses were small and reasonably well kept, except for the house she was to go. As soon as he parked, she saw Becky get out of her car and walk to Carol's. Becky walked up to the passenger door and got in. 

"I see you can be a good girl when you are properly motivated." Becky giggled. 

Carol didn't say a word but glared at her blackmailer. 

"Well you didn't wear anything extra did you?" Becky asked. 

"Fuck off you fucking bitch." Carol spewed barely containing her anger. 

"Such a bad attitude, well I guess you're going to learn you need to keep me happy. Pull up your skirt slut!" Becky barked, her sweet voice gone in a flash. 

Carol glared at Becky, but she did as she was told and pulled the short skirt up to her waist. Becky smiled an evil smile when she saw the panties adorning Carol's body. "So you weren't a good girl after all. TAKE THEM OFF," she screamed. 

Carol jumped at the sudden scream but quickly did as ordered. She was afraid of Becky's loud outburst would draw attention. 

"Now here is rule number one, you are not allowed to wear panties again. In fact no pants at all, no panty hose, panties, slacks, leggings, nothing. You can only wear skirts and dresses from now on. If I catch you wearing any covering on your slut cunt, I will strip you naked and spank your ass no matter where we are. Got it?" Becky growled. 

Carol glared at her and barked, "What the fuck, no pants? I can't be expected to do that. I have a reputation to maintain. You can forget that you fucking bitch." Carol spewed her anger taking over her brain. 

"Oh yeah, well how about I release this?" Carol barked right back as she pulled up a video of their meeting at Parker's on her phone. It was Carol stripping and crawling over to an obvious woman, licking her feet and toes, and then eating her pussy. The video didn't capture who the woman was, but it was clearly Carol. What made it worse was it appeared that Carol did it voluntarily. 

Carol blushed and screamed, "YOU FUCKING BITCH, YOU RECORDED ME!" 

Becky sat there calmly watching Carol scream, on her face was a big smile. She let Carol vent for a few moments then held up her hand. 

"I see you're a slow learner. I told you that you needed to make me happy. Yelling at me a calling me names doesn't make me happy. So unless you change your attitude I'll not let you wear a blindfold and you'll be showing your face." Becky said calmly. "Remember I hold all the cards." 

Carol shut up immediately when she realized her mistake. "Look Becky, please don't do this. Don't ruin me. We never took things this far. I never tried to ruin you." Carol bargained. 

"The fuck you didn't, every time we battled you pulled no punches, and now you're going to pay the price. So here is what is going to happen. We're going to walk up on the porch. You're going to open this bag and pull out the blindfold, collar, and leash. You're going to put on the collar and hook the leash. Then you will blindfold yourself and hand me the leash. We will go inside and you will do everything you're told. If you don't I'll punish you. If you refuse, well you know what will happen. Taylor's videos, Ash's videos, and now finally your video will be unlocked and the web address will be sent to everyone you know. All your relatives, friends, coworkers, and colleges will know about the Smith family sluts." Becky barked. "Now I dare you to scream at me one more time." 

Carol took the small bag and nodded. A few minutes later, they were standing on the porch. Carol looked around and with shaking hands, opened the bag. She pulls out the collar, latches it around her neck and attaches the leash. 

Carol couldn't believe what she was doing. Dressed as a slut, her ass barely covered and now leashed like a dog. Not wanting to see if anyone was watching, she slipped the blindfold over her eyes and held out the leash to that bitch Becky. 

A second later, she felt a pull and inside the house they went. Once inside, Becky smacked Carol's face. "Now listen slut, I'm going to be nice to you today. I don't know why but as long as you do as you're told, I won't take off the blindfold. But the second you don't, it comes off, and you don't want anyone here to know who you are." Becky said. "Now when we go in, I want a big smile and you to show everyone a very good time. You won't be fucking anyone, but you will be sucking cocks. I expect you to be very cooperative and it will all be over soon." Becky instructed. 

"Oh god no, please Becky don't make me do this. You can't expect me to suck strange men's cocks." Carol pleaded. 

"Who said they were a stranger's cocks? I didn't, why do you think I'm letting you wear the blindfold." Becky announced. 

"Oh fuck noooo..." Carol howled, "Please I'll do anything. Not this please." Carol cried. Carol was still crying when she felt another pull and heard the door open. 

"Remember smiles or the blindfold comes off." Becky whispered. 

Carol choked back the sobs and put on small smile and followed Becky into a room. 

"Hey everyone, the guest of honor is here. My slut friend has assured me she is anxious to make you all happy. Now clear her a spot for her to work and let's get this party started." Becky gushed. 

Carol didn't say a word, but kept her smile plastered to her face. She could hear many voices but none that she could recognize. Once again there was a pull and she followed until it stopped. 

"Okay slut, we're here. Now kneel down and open up. I know you're horny and these fine men are going to give you what you desire." Becky said her voice clearly showing her joy. 

Carol slowly dropped to her knees, her body trembling. She was completely out of her element. She had no idea how many men there were or who they were. All she knew was she was dressed like a slut, blindfolded and leashed like a dog. There could be men she knew and there was no way she could risk having the blindfold removed. 

A moment later, she felt the first cock brush her face. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth. Before she could react, the cock shoved itself into her mouth. Carol gagged when it touched the back of her throat. It pulled back a bit and pushed forward again, this time slipping past her narrow passage and down her throat. The pain was excruciating as she gagged and choked trying to adjust to its size. This time when the strange man pulled back, along with it came a large amount of saliva pouring out of her mouth and down her chin. 

Carol felt hands on the sides of her head holding her steady as the cock began to fuck her face. She was starting to panic as she couldn't breathe, but luckily a few seconds later, the large cock exploded and shot rope after rope into her mouth and down her throat. 

Carol choked as cum dripped out of her nose and down her face. The first cock disappeared and another one replaced it. Carol was barely able to catch her breath when the second cock took up where the first left off. 

Carol's face was fucked by six cocks in rapid succession before the first break. Her face was red with exertion and lack of oxygen. Carol was a mess, her top soaked with spit and cum, her make up soaking the blindfold and painting her cheeks along from her tears. 

During the short break, Carol felt Becky next to her ear. 

"This is going to take a lot longer than I expected, so unless you want to be here for hours, you might want to use your hands." Becky giggled. 

Carol's face showed her surprise, but she nodded. When Becky moved away, another cock pushed against her lips. Carol opened her mouth wide, knowing it didn't matter what she did, her face was going to be fucked again. This time she raised her hands and she could feel two cocks fill them. 

Now Carol had her mouth filled and her hands jerking two additional cocks. Ten minutes later, her face was covered with cum and her mouth filled once again. 

On and on it went, cock after cock until she couldn't hold her arms up any longer. But now the men must have started to jerk their own cocks, Carol feel ropes of cum across her face and leaving her body slick. 

Carol had no idea how long she spent on her knees before it all stopped. But when the last cock left her mouth, she collapsed to the floor begging for it to stop. She heard a few grumbles but couldn't move. She only wanted to crawl into a hole and die, when she felt a warm liquid spraying her body. At first she thought someone was hosing her down that was until the smell hit her nostrils. Carol retched when he when she realized she was being pissed on. A second later, she vomited almost a pint of cum that had filled her stomach. 

Carol didn't move but lay in a large puddle of piss, spit, and cum. Her mind having trouble comprehending what had just happened to her. She heard feet shuffling and a few moments later the door closed. It was now quiet in the room and she felt fingers pulling her blindfold off her eyes. Carol wanted to stop it, but her mind couldn't command her hands to move. She blinked for a few seconds as her eyes adjusted to the light. When she was able to focus and looked around the room, it was empty except for Becky beaming down at her with the blindfold, dripping with cum, between her finger tips. 

Carol started to get up her face and hair dripping from lying in the disgusting puddle. She glanced around the room and collapsed to the floor again. She cried hysterically because she noticed the three video cameras around the room. 

"Well slut, I guess you have a problem. Not only are your daughters sluts, but it appears that so are you. I'm done with you today, but I'll be in touch. You better answer when I call slut." Becky growled and walked out of the room. 

Before Carol could react, two men walked in and started to break down the cameras. Carol quickly jumped up and ran out of the house and to her car. She didn't care how she was dressed or that she was covered in cum. At that moment all she could think of was to get away.