...continued from Chapter 06...
She heard the clapping behind her. David. It had to be David. She heard footsteps but didn't turn. She had already picked up some of the rules from the videos she'd watched. Do not move. Do not turn around. Do not speak until spoken to. Do not do anything you are not told to do. She felt her body alive with heat, nipples stiff and hard, cunt swollen and soaked.
She couldn't wait for David to begin using her.
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"You are not off to a very good start," she heard David say. She was puzzled. He hadn't asked her to do anything. Other than being a bit slow taking off her clothes for Kristy, what had she done wrong?
"Your husband, Geoff, on the other hand, has already proven to me that he is one hundred percent on board with your training."
"My training?" she asked with a small laugh. She felt David's hand give her a playful slap across her bottom.
"Well, you can call it whatever you like. I call it training. And, you'll notice that I like to talk." He turned and looked at Kristy. "Isn't that right?"
"That's right. David likes to describe what is going on, sometimes before, sometimes during, sometimes after." Kristy stepped closer to Chloe, leaned in and gave her a peck on the lips. "You'll love it."
Chloe noticed Geoff out of the corner of her eye. He was walking along the wall of the garage, coming around to stand in front of her. He leaned against the tool bench. She looked him up and down. He was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and an old t-shirt. He was barefoot. His hair was rumpled and his face looked unshaven. She knew instinctively that he hadn't gone to work today. That made her wonder, how long had David been at the house? A few hours? All day? How did he know even before she'd told Kristy?
"Chloe. I want to read something to you." David stepped around in front of her from the other side, sat down on a pile of storage boxes lined against the wall. He was wearing another brown suit, this time with a bright navy bow tie. "While I read it, I would like it very much if Geoff elaborated on each of the items on the list." Chloe turned and looked at Geoff who was staring at David uncomfortably. David smiled at him.
"This is a list I made of the things Geoff and I have been talking about today." Geoff squirmed a little. "Things he would like me to do to you. Things *he* wants to do to you. Things he *will* do to you." David shook the paper gently. "He and I have a lot of the same tastes, which is always a good thing." He rubbed his chin. "And a lot of my friends have the same tastes. A lot of them." Chloe's eyes stared at the paper but her attention was between her legs. The ten inch chain hanging between the handcuffs was brushing lightly against the insides of her knees and her palms and fingertips were warm on her thighs.
David stood up and walked to her. He stopped inches from her face and stared into her eyes. After a few seconds, she lowered her glance, staring at the floor. "Not too bad. You haven't even been given any training at all and you knew not to look at me." He reached for her left hand and slid it toward her crotch.
"Play with yourself."
Chloe froze. She hadn't considered this. She'd dreamed about the lines of men climbing on top of her in bed, the paddles and canes hitting her naked body, had even fantasized about making love to Kristy, but this was unexpected. It hit her as a little absurd that she hadn't thought of it - of course they would make her do it. It was classic porno film fare.
"I...can't," she murmured feebly, letting her hand slide back down her leg.
David chuckled. "All right. That's okay." He reached out and stroked her hair. "We weren't ready anyway." He pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. Then, he turned and said to Geoff, "were we?"
Geoff stepped forward. "Chloe..."
David held up his hand. Geoff stopped. Then, he turned to Chloe. "Geoff and I talked about things he'd like to see you do. And we're starting right now." He motioned to Kristy. She went into the house. "You have a few minutes to rest before you go online. Go ahead and sit if you want." He pushed a box toward Chloe. It bumped the back of her calves and she sat down, resting her hands in her lap.
Chloe turned and looked at Geoff. "Before I go online?" Geoff looked at David. All three of them were silent. The door between the garage and the house opened and Kristy stepped through. She was carrying three tripods. Each had a camera attached and a long USB cord.
David went back to the boxes and picked up the paper again. He tapped it with his finger. "Your husband's list." Kristy set up the three cameras, one behind Chloe, one directly in front of her, and one at a 45 degree angle. She turned to Geoff. "Where's the machine?"
Geoff walked to the tool bench and lifted a grey tarp. Underneath was a tower computer and a three monitors. He held out his hand for the USB cords.
"You are about to fulfill one of Geoff's longtime fantasies." David ran his finger down the list. "Ah. 'Broadcast her getting off to some sleazy realtime website.'" David turned to Geoff. "Care to elaborate?"
Geoff was plugging the last of the cameras into the back of the tower. With his back to Chloe, he just said, "no". He clicked an icon on the desktop and the three monitors lit up.
David got up and walked to Geoff, clapped him on the back. "Oh, come on now, Geoff. When we were talking about her earlier, you were *much* more descriptive." Geoff was quiet, adjusted one of the lighting controls on the console. "Geoff," David said with a taunting voice. "You are going to have to get in touch with your inner deviate. Do you remember what you said? Wasn't it something like 'after all this time, I want to see her cunt spread wide open, with the lights on. And not just me.' Something like that?"
Geoff didn't turn from the console. He spoke slowly. "I want a dozen men, a hundred men...looking...at that wet, pink slit. I want them to...watch her squirming, panting, touching herself." He turned and looked directly at Chloe. "Then, I want them to watch her cum."
David smiled. "You two have come to the right place. Some years ago, before everyone and his brother had an Internet channel, I registered with one of the only existing amateur sites. My channel has over two hundred subscribers. I'm actually making quite a bit of money from this, but that's not the point. The point is..." he pointed at the cameras "...that we have the vehicle to make Geoff's dream come true. In..." he looked at his watch "...ten more minutes, you will make your Internet debut."
Chloe's body went limp. She felt her nipples stiffen, and her cunt swell and flow. She knew that if she touched herself just once she would explode. All of those eyes on her...
Chloe dropped to her knees. What the hell am I thinking? I can't do this. They want me to masturbate, to...to cum...to cum in front of other people. She shook her head. "No, no, I can't. I want to but I can't." She crumpled to the floor.
Kristy walked to her, helped her stand up. Chloe's head swum. She felt Kristy's hands on her body, saw the cameras surrounding her, saw Geoff's eager eyes. She leaned toward Kristy, opened her mouth to kiss her. Kristy stroked her belly, fondled her nipples. Chloe moaned and opened her legs, touched herself with both hands. "Yes, yes..."
Kristy stepped back and let go of Chloe. She nearly lost her balance, but David caught her from behind. "There we go. That's what we want." He let her go. "Now, look right into *that* camera and let's give them a show." Chloe turned her head as a series of speakers all around the room came to life. She heard a dozen different voices suggesting what David should do next.
"Nipple clamps."
"Whip her."
"Tie her arms."
"The dildo, use the big one."
Chloe saw herself on the three monitors and felt another flush of embarrassment and humiliation. This really *was* being broadcast over the Internet! There could be dozens or hundreds of men looking at her, standing there naked in the garage, hands between her legs, rocking back and forth. She imagined them, young men, old men, sitting in chairs, lying on beds or sofas, playing with themselves while they looked at her. It turned her on and she opened her knees wider. She rubbed herself slowly, enjoying the feeling of getting closer and closer.
She turned toward one of the monitors again and saw a man's face. Her hands froze, body went stiff. She looked at the other monitors and saw two other, different faces. One of the man had his eyes half closed and was jerking up and down, obviously playing with himself.
"I can't do this!" she yelled, covering herself with her hands. "Oh, please, I can't do this." The voices barked and yelled, taunting her, yelling at David to "do something".
David looked at Geoff. "We had an agreement." Geoff looked at Chloe. She was staring at the video monitor, the one with the man jerking off. He was still playing with himself, enjoying her resistance, her uncertainty.
Geoff said to Kristy, "I think you'd better leave." Then, he turned to Chloe. "Things might start to get rough. You two are friends. You might not want to watch."
Kristy looked at David and smiled. "So, he doesn't know?" David shook his head. "It's okay, Geoff. I'd like to stay."
Geoff nodded. "It's your call." He walked to the tool bench again. The voices were still clamoring from the speakers. "Let's see some action." "Why did she stop?" "David, this is a new one, isn't it?" He picked up a wooden ping-pong paddle, one with a light blue studded surface. He tucked it underneath his arm, then reached for a length of rope.
"Chloe. Arms out in front of you," he said nervously. He caught the quiver in his voice and coughed. "Arms above your head, and stand under that crossbeam." Chloe looked at him. She was turned on, he'd never really taken charge like that before. She felt her nipples stiffen. She looked up. There was a beam just a few inches to the left. She stepped underneath it and put her arms over her head.
Geoff set the paddle down on the floor in front of her, threw the rope over the wooden beam, let one end drop on the floor. "Hold your hands in front of you." She did and he tied the loose end of the rope around the chain. "Good girl." He gave her a kiss on the mouth.
