Bet - Copied

[hirarandi]

Carol ran out to her car, turned her keys in and started the motor, flooring the accelerator as she sped down the road. Her tears blurred her vision, she had to get away as fast as she could. Glancing down at her cum and pissed soaked body Carol begun to cry even harder. Coming to grips with all that had happened today was too much for her. That bitch Becky and her whore of a daughter Ky had somehow trapped her and her daughters. It was lucky that it was dark out, hardly anyone was on the road Carol thought to herself. Driving like a mad woman, Carol passed a couple miles before she pulled off to the side of the road and tried to calm herself.

Her hands were shaking and her mind felt confused by the whole situation. She needed to get control or it would only get worse. The last thing she needed was to get arrested dressed like a slut and covered in cum. Even if the security officer arrested Becky and whoever the men were, the questions and rumors alone would ruin her. Carol sat for several minutes as she gathered her thoughts. She was completely surprised this afternoon by that cunt Becky, with the video of her naked and eating her pussy. Never in her life had she had sex with another woman, let alone given dozens of blowjobs to strangers. Carol decided to go home and figure a way out of this trap.

Carol pulled into her driveway and up to her three car garage. Opening the door and parking inside, she finally felt safe. She crawled out of the car and slipped into her house. Once inside, she collapsed to the floor and cried and cried until she fell into a semi-comatose state somewhere between sleep and coma.

Carol woke the next morning. She didn't know what time it was but it was light out. She slowly stood and staggered to the bathroom. For the next hour or so, she alternated sitting on the toilet and heaving into it. Finally she stripped off the nasty clothes stuck to her body and crawled into the shower. Carol lay on the floor of the tub, letting the hot water pour over her body praying it would wash away the memory as well as everything else that covered her body. After a few minutes, she managed to stand again and washed her body over and over. When the last of the hot water disappeared, she stepped out and wrapped several towels around her body.

Time seemed to stand still for her as she moved at half speed. It took her almost a half an hour to pull out a clean pair of pajamas and slip them on. She looked at herself in the mirror and was surprised she looked normal. She felt anything but normal. Carol slowly walked downstairs to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. She tried to not think, but every few minutes, her mind drifted to yesterday and she started to cry again. It wasn't until late morning that she finally opened her laptop and checked her email. Her anger was slowly returning and she wanted to find a way out of this mess.

Carol's mind was barely functioning, between her anger and what had happened, as her computer booted. She was hoping and praying one or both of her daughters had responded to her many calls from yesterday. However when she opened her mail, right at the top was a message from Becky.

'Oh god not her, I can't handle anything today.' She thought.

Slowly her hand drifted to the message and clicked. When it opened all it said was "Open the file."

Carol looked down at video file attached to the message. Her stomach churned at the thought of what it was. Taking a deep breath, she clicked the file and opened it.

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Becky walked out of the house leaving Carol behind, covered in cum, sweat and piss. She was on cloud nine. Her lifetime rival was reduced to a cum soaked slut and she had recorded all of it. Never again could that bitch ever hold anything over her. Becky practically floated out to her car. As soon as she was in and was driving down the road, she called Ky. Everything went perfectly and she wanted to make sure Ky kept Taylor and Ash busy and unable to contact their mother.

Becky made it home and quickly opened her email. As expected the raw footage of Carol's evening was already there. She went to work editing it and showing Carol's complete adventure for the evening. Including her walking to the porch, putting on the collar and leash, blindfolding herself, and handing the leash to an unknown woman. It continued with Carol walking into the room with a smile on her face, kneeling down and proceeding to suck cock after cock, jerking off several more cocks, and finally collapsing to the floor only to be pissed on. Satisfied at the results, she emailed it to Carol.

Becky figured it would take Carol several hours to begin to function again so she purposely waited until the afternoon before she headed over to her house. Becky wanted to let Carol know that she was taking over her entire life and there would be no escape.

Becky arrived at Carol's door, with her were several men from a security company. It was a special security company she found on the internet which specialized in surveillance cameras and special security installations. She waited until all of them were right behind her and unlocked the door. She motioned for the men to be quiet and whispered. "Stay in the hall until I call you. If you get bored, you know what I want with their security control panel." Becky smiled and headed towards the back of the house. It took her a minute but she found Carol staring at her monitor and the video from yesterday. Becky stood there watching Carol for a few moments before she yelled, "SLUT WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT WEARING PANTS!"

Carol almost jumped out of her skin. She quickly turned and yelled back, "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN HERE?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP SLUT, I OWN YOU." Becky yelled back. "Just so you know, while you were busy sucking and jerking all those cocks I took the liberty of borrowing your phone and keys. You know you really shouldn't save all your passwords on your phone." Beck laughed. "All I had to do was when you were very busy, just push your thumb to the screen. Once I was in, I simply added my thumb to your phone and it gave me access to everything." She gloated.

Becky waited for what she said to sink into Carol's brain. It took a couple seconds but the panicked look was worth the wait.

"Now what did I tell you about wearing pants, slave?" Becky barked.

Carol sat there not moving, slowly opened her mouth and spoke, "I'm not to wear any." She answered.

"And what are you wearing?" Becky growled.

"My pajama pants," Carol answered.

"STRIP" Becky screamed.

Carol jumped but quickly pulled her top off followed by her PJ pants. She now stood in front of Becky naked and trembling.

"You will learn not to disobey me. I OWN YOU! While you were busy yesterday I took over your life. With your phone I have changed your Facebook, bank accounts, security system, email, and phone passwords. I control everything." Becky gloated at the now cowering naked slut. "I even changed your pin numbers on all your cards. If you disobey me I will post your video's on your Facebook page, withdraw all your money, and lock you out of your own house. GOT IT?" Becky growled.

"Oh my god no, please Becky don't do this. I'm sorry, please don't." Carol begged.

"You know begging is a lot more effective if you're on your knees." Becky laughed.

Carol immediately dropped to her knees and continued. "Please Becky I'm begging you. You win and I'll tell the world. I resign my position on the residence committee, anything just please don't do this."

Becky walked up to Carol on her knees begging. She reached into her purse and pulled out a metal collar and wrapped it around Carol's neck. When it clicked shut, the sound stopped Carol from talking. She looked up at Becky her face filled with fear.

"That's right slave, you should be afraid. I OWN YOU!" She barked again.

"Come in boys!" Becky yelled. A few moments later, eight men walked into Carol's office.

"Now slave, these men are here to install my new video surveillance system. When they are done, I will be able to see and hear anything and everything in and around this house. You will have nowhere to hide. They are also modifying your security system. I and anyone I choose will be able to come and go as we please. You on the other hand, won't. Oh you can leave, but you would set off the alarm as well as lock all the doors. Even if you managed to get out, you couldn't get back in." Becky explained. Seeing as you will be naked, I doubt you want to be locked outside."

Carol didn't say a word, she just stared at the floor as Becky clipped on a leash and pulled.

"Come along slave, we have things to do while these men do their work." Becky said and walked out of the office. Carol started to get up, but Becky turned and smacked Carol's face. "Crawl like the pet you are slave." Becky led her slave up the stairs to the bedrooms. "Which room is yours slave?"

"The last room on the right." Carol answered quietly.

Becky spun around and smacked Carol's face. "You will call me Mistress, slave." She growled as she turned and headed for Carol's room. It was large with three windows, and a French door leading out to a balcony, across the opposite wall. To the right was a king size poster bed between two of the windows. Past that was a large walk in closet. Against the wall on this side of the room was a dresser and dressing table. To the left was the on-suite.

"Are all your clothes in this room?" Becky asked.

"Most of them, I do have a closet in the basement with my winter wardrobe." Carol answered.

Becky quickly turned to Carol and again smacked her across her cheek. "You will call me Mistress, slave."

"Y-Y-Yes Mistress." Carol answered as tears began to flow down her cheeks.

"Are Taylor's and Ash's rooms across the hall?" Becky asked.

"Yes Mistress," Carol answered.

"Are all their clothes in their rooms?" She asked.

"Yes Mistress," Carol answered again.

"Do you have any sex toys?" Becky demanded.

"I have a vibrator, it's in the night stand." Becky raised her hand again.

"Mistress." Carol said in panic.

"That's all?" Becky asked, the surprise evident in her voice.

"Yes Mistress." Carol whispered her face blushing.

"Well that will change." Becky said and walked over to the night stand. She opened the drawer and pulled out a thin silver vibrator. She held it up and laughed. "You call this a vibrator? By the time I'm finished with you, you won't be able to feel it inside you." Becky laughed and tossed it on the bed.

Becky grabbed Carol's leash again and pulled her back out into the hall. When they started down the hall, one of the workers was just coming up the stairs. Becky held up her hand and spoke to him.

"I want all the rooms up here secured. No one is to get into them without a key. Make sure that the doors can't be broken into." She instructed. The man nodded and sat down his tools. "There's also a closet down in the basement. Make sure it's secured also." Becky continued.

Becky pulled Carol downstairs all the way to the basement. There were two men working even there installing cameras. Becky smiled when she saw the small utility room off to the side. "I want cameras in here too." She called out to the men. She stepped into the small ten by ten room. The cinder block walls, concrete floor and no windows was perfect for what she wanted. There was a single light hanging from the rafters and the switch was on the outside of the room. In the corner was a single faucet and floor drain. "Well slave, welcome to your new bedroom. You will sleep down here until you earn your way to better accommodations." Becky said. Now go crawl over to the corner and wait for me." She continued.

Becky walked out and went to talk to the men. "I want the door to that room reinforced so it can't be broken. I want an electric lock that I can open from my house. Also change the light to a much brighter light. I want control over that too." Becky instructed. "Oh and one more thing, when the light is off, I don't want any light in there, day or night." She continued as she turned to go get her slave.

The rest of the day, Becky had Carol crawl all throughout her own house. Just before the men left for the day, she had Carol give each one a blowjob. The supervisor told Becky that the work would take another two days to finish. Becky said that would be fine as she led Carol out to the garage.

"You will be staying at my house until yours is finished." Becky demanded and opened the trunk to Carol's Lexus. "Get in slut, you're staying at my house."

Carol didn't resist, she crawled into the trunk and Becky closed the lid. Ten minutes later, they pulled into Becky's driveway parked the car. Becky thought about leaving the car in the driveway and have Carol crawl in on her hands and knees, but decided to wait until after Carol's coming out slut party to expose her to the neighbors. Becky chuckled thinking about how much fun that would be, but deep down she knew that Carol and her daughters would leave town before that happened. There was no way Carol would let it go that far. Becky smiled again as she knew the next few days were going to be a lot of fun.

As soon as they entered the house, Becky pulled Carol to the stairwell and tied her leash to one of the balustrade. "Don't go anywhere slut. I have a couple things to take care of." Becky announced. She turned and walked down the hall.

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Carol sat in the hallway, she didn't know what to do. Becky has her phone, passwords, control of her bank card and even changed all of her pin numbers. Then it hit her, there are men in her home installing cameras everywhere and padlocking doors. She sat there trembling, her hands shaking uncontrollably, naked. She didn't even have clothes available to her. Carol never felt so helpless or vulnerable in all her life.

Carol sat on the hardwood floor, her knees and ass were starting to hurt. Becky hadn't returned and Carol had to move to adjust to a more comfortable position. That is when she learned Becky tied such a short leash, Carol was forced to sit up straight, her movements restricted by the leash. Fatigue was now becoming a factor. Becky had been gone for a long time. Carol didn't know how long but her knees were killing her and every time she tried to move her collar started to choke her.

Carol tried to stand on her toes, but it wasn't long until she needed to move again. The longer it was, the more often she had to move. She had only moved to this position a couple minutes ago and she needed to move again. Her legs were starting to cramp and it was getting worse quickly, and she was sweating profusely. This time when she moved her feet, they slipped on the sweat dripping from her body, dropping straight down to her ass. Carol was off balance and had no leverage. The collar locked around her neck tightened shutting off any air. Carol panicked, and started to flail about still hanging by her neck. The more her need for air, the more she tried to get away only choking her even more. Just as she started to black out, she stopped resisting. The relief was almost immediate as air poured into her oxygen starved body. It was at that moment something clicked in Carol's head. It was to quit struggling. Her troubles seem to be when she struggles. Carol settled on to her knees and waited. She winced at the pain, but that beat strangling to death.

Carol knelt there struggling to maintain position. Her knees were screaming and she couldn't feel her feet. To help keep the pressure off her knees, Carol was reaching up with both hands and gabbing the leash to take the pressure off her legs. Just as she was about to break down, Becky showed up.