Sam had been homeless for a little over 13 years. For the first 5 year he had randomly moved to 3 different cities, using different names - as well as behaviors and looks - in each to hide. He was an unrepentant - though no one who knew him in any of his fake identities would have thought so. This one he'd been in for the last 8 years had felt fairly safe so he had stayed, camping by himself in the forest just on the outskirts of the city.
He hadn't had much luck finding a job he enjoyed for very long before he had to away from his former life. Most of his jobs rarely lasted for more than 6 months and very few lasted more than a year. He was very intelligent, however, and enjoyed programming - as well as the occasional hacking, which he was also good at. Sam had used a pseudonym for selling his programs for years before his life was uprooted so was now still able to get some decent money through that. He still went to the homeless day shelter near the city's downtown regularly for some of the better meals - cooked there or brought in by various volunteer groups - and to take showers every few days.
With his computer skills, custom laptop and a printer he'd been able to create his latest identity - he hadn't bothered with the purely temporary ones. It wouldn't really stand up to a great deal of scrutiny, like serious background checks, but unless the cops had some reason to believe he'd been involved in a crime all they did was check for wants and warrants. Plus, it was only an ID and not a driver's license - he had a 2-wheel scooter but that didn't need a license. He was even able to renew it regularly, having easily hacked into the DMV database.
The reason he had suddenly left his former life is because he had tried to get with the wrong girl, a very beautiful 18-year-old. The few times before the now 56-year-old had chosen a girl to slowly lure into a sexual relationship with him, he had been able to convince her. He only chose shy girls who had few friends and only 1 parent who had to constantly work just to pay bills. A friendly word and spending a bit of money and time with those girls usually got the results he enjoyed. He had even had a nice little cabin in the woods. He had discovered it during one of his frequent hikes then cleaned it up and put some furniture in it for just such occasions. He had even put in hidden cameras and made an equally hidden area for a common laptop and battery to run them all. Any time he knew he'd be bringing a girl later he made sure the battery was fully charged, the laptop was running and the motion sensor activating the cameras worked. The girls he had brought there were always willing to spend more time there with him by then.
But the last girl had been a bit less shy than she had seemed and her mother had been more observant then was usual in their situation. He had groomed that girl to the point where he was normally able to kiss the girl's lips and briefly fondle her breasts - hers were the size of oranges - with a smile and a wink. Normally they blushed with a little smile and he knew he could proceed slowly to the next step. But the last girl had stiffened up and said she had to go home. As she walked hurriedly away from him she had even glanced back a couple times. He knew right away that something was definitely wrong and decided he wasn't going to wait around to get arrested.
Because of his 'hobby' he'd had a healthy dose of paranoia and had made preparations just for such a case - though he never really thought he'd need them. First he'd gone to his apartment and took his 'disaster kit' from his bedroom closet. One part was a large duffle bag with his clothes, hiking boots a fake ID he'd made and used to get an account, and kept active with over 15,000, and 2,500 in cash. The 2nd part was his large hiking backpack with rain gear, camping utensils, fire-making kit, 3 space blankets, 2 camo tarps and another 2,500 in cash. The 3rd part of his kit was actually his custom laptop and the 7 encrypted external drives he kept his collection of porn on.
After taking it all to his car he went to his regular bank. He had over 42,000 in checking and savings and took out 30,000, giving the excuse that he was buying a newer car and the owner preferred cash. He knew anything over 10,000 would be reported but it wouldn't matter. He made random direction changes as he left the city - removing the battery from his flip phone and breaking it apart early on - and travelled for 2 days before deciding it was time to change cars. He found a spot outside the city where his car could be hidden.
Taking only his laptop case and some cash - quickly burying and obscuring the rest nearby - he walked the 10 km into the city and headed to the nearest library after asking directions. Fortunately, the city was large enough that its libraries had the fairly new WiFi system and he was able to check the local 'craigslist' for another car. He wasn't looking for anything better than to get him to a distant city so looked for the cheapest one which was still running. It took him 4 days and a lot of gas to get that 1,000 rs piece of shit to the west coast after picking up his cash and belongings. Again, he hid the car just outside the large city and walked in with some cash and his laptop.
He found a bicycle shop and bought a motorized 3-wheeler and small trailer then rode back out to get his things. He had used 'Google maps' - knowing he'd be coming here - to find a likely camping spot for a few months - burying and obscuring the bulk of his cash nearby. It was around the city from where he'd dumped the gas hog and it had taken him most of the day, and more gas for the trike, to get there. The weather was pleasant so he simply put his things in a small clearing within the forest, laid down and slept. Travel between the cities he had temporarily stayed in was by bus after changing his looks and using a different name.
A couple years after getting to this one, Sam had been sitting on a bench downtown just messing around on his laptop - using a shade screen he had made to keep the sun off the computer - with a 3D CAD program, designing his 'dream house'. The vehicle traffic was light but there were a number of people passing by. About an hour after he had sat down a nice sedan had pulled up and parked then an older couple got out. Sam had glanced at the sedan as it parked but paid no attention to it. He could see the couple talking for a moment as he looked at his screen then saw the man approach him.
"Don't mean to interrupt if you're busy."
"Not really," Sam replied with a smile and took a drink of coffee - he always bought the large coffee, he liked then loaded it with sugar. "I'm working on designing a house."
"You're an architect?" Sam chuckled.
"No, strictly amateur. I just like creating things in 3D."
"May i see?"
"Sure, I'll give you the penny tour of what I have so far." The man looked it over.
"Looks pretty good to me. What's this around your laptop?" He moved around to the front.
"The direct sun would mess up the electronics so I made this shade screen."
"I like it. My name's Tom and that's my wife Diana."
"Sam," he said as they shook.
"You seem pretty smart. I own the haunted house. Have you been there?"
"Not inside but I pass by it to and from my camp on my scooter there." Tom glanced over briefly.
"I'm about to start getting ready for the next season this Monday. If you're not doing anything else maybe you'd like to make some cash money helping me."
"Oh. Wow. Sure, that'd be great. Monday. What time?"
"8 am. Just come behind the building. And knock on the middle door. So I'll see you then?"
"Absolutely. Thank you." He still had quite a bit of his stash, as well as the money coming in for his programs, so didn't need the money. But it was a way to establish himself locally. And it was a haunted house, which meant there would be girls going through.
He hadn't even considered starting up his old routine, wanting to keep his nose clean, but he always enjoyed looking and he had crafted a hidden personal cam which allowed him to take snapshots and videos of anything in front of him. If he worked it right he could put a few little additions around the place.
After helping Tom set up the haunted house - with a few helpful ideas of his own that Tom liked - Sam was asked if he wanted to be a Supervisor. Tom always had 2 who made sure things ran smoothly inside but one of them had decided to quit after the last season. Of course Sam agreed.
Often, while they were setting up, Tom would take off for one reason or another and left Sam alone working on a scene. Thinking he might somehow get such a chance - the first time came after they'd been working together for 3 weeks - Sam worked just a bit slower than he usually would have just in case of some opportunity to explore certain possibilities. He didn't try anything the first 3 times, waiting to see how long Tom would be gone and if it was consistent. The older man was gone for a little over an hour all 3 times. The 4th time Sam went to the women's changing room to look it over.
During the previous 2 years he had noticed the activities of the haunted house as he rode by. A couple weeks before the openings there had been a good-sized gathering behind the building. It was close enough to the street that Sam could see a few of the people were younger, and probably in college. Though college girls were a bit younger than he preferred, it would still be nice to get some recordings of them changing.
The building was pretty old but well built. Tom had told him it had been a warehouse until a few years before he'd bought it - the company had gone bankrupt so he had bought it from the bank. Sam saw a few places where a remote, hidden cam with a small motion sensor could be put, all with a good view. The only problem would be power. He'd been looking for only 15 minutes out of the 30 he'd given himself so he went to the ticket booth and looked over the area where the customers would face it. There were 2 problems here though. Power and the blacklight. There were cameras which could compensate, but they were larger and couldn't be hidden anywhere here. He went back to work, at a pace which was faster than he'd been doing.
Sam had finally come across a very good, and small, power supply. With the remote cam and sensor, the whole package would just fit into one of the spaces. Fortunately it would have the best view of the room. Sam ordered the items he needed - through General Delivery - then put them together in his 4-person tent - it turned out the remote camera only had a 500-foot range, but that'd be just fine. He had made a mock up of the space and practiced changing the batteries - he had bought 4 and each would last 24 hours of continuous use - until he got it within 20 seconds, out and in. That didn't include putting the ladder in place, climbing, coming down, then replacing it. But he could practice that several times each time Tom left to get as quick as he could.
The first 2 weeks he had worked there, Tom had told him he wanted to see how well he worked. Sam had always been good with his hands and easily impressed the other man. After that, Tom only had to give him instructions for a smaller scene then left him to work while Tom worked a different one. They usually only worked together on the larger scenes.
One of the biggest reasons Sam enjoyed setting up for the season were Tom's 2 daughters. Ashley, who was 18. And Sabrina who was 20. Since it was Summer, they came to help out a couple times a week - after Sam's 2-week 'testing' period. Both were good with hand tools - though they weren't allowed to use the hand saw. One would help their father and the other would help Sam - mostly holding things - and they would switch each time they came. And both were simply gorgeous. Sam made absolutely certain any touches were only on their shoulders or upper back and that he only spoke of innocent subjects. But he got to be friendly and joking with them during the 3 months before the season began. They had discovered through conversations with him that he knew far more about computers than their parents - neither of whom knew much at all - so they sometimes asked him how to do different things since both girls had a computer in their room. Of course, knowing this, Sam had hacked into the family's home network very easil and put a little program he'd made and had used several times.
The program sat quietly in a 'corner' of the system just waiting for his remote commands. With it on a computer he could see and hear through it. It even used the camera as a kind of motion sensor which would compare a snapshot of its view with the next. Any difference would activate its record feature and send 10-minute clips to his VPN under a folder with the girl's name. It continued taking snapshots and comparing them so when 2 showed the same scene it stopped recording. It was a barbaric way of doing it but it more or less worked.
Both girls had a very good camera attached to video chat with friends too far away in the city to just go visit. The first time Sam accessed those cameras he discovered they pointed right at the beds from the side. With his WiFi portable hotspot he could access such computers he had hacked easily. He always used a VPN for his illegal activities online. That little program made sure no one would know when the camera was on. He got to know their schedules so knew when to be on while they were changing clothes.
By the first week of September it was all complete and Tom invited Sam to his house for the weekend. The other Supervisor had also been invited and this would be the first time they met. It was a yearly thing for Tom to do this with his supervisors to make sure all 3 were 'on the same page'. His wife was friendly and a great cook. And, of course, the girls were friendly with both Supervisors. Jack was a fairly quiet person most of the time and had worked for Tom for the past 9 years. The 2 had gotten along pretty well and Sam figured they'd probably work well together.
Those gatherings in the back he'd seen turned out to be one of 2 meetings for hiring people for the scenes. First would be those returning from the previous years. They were brought in and Sam was introduced - he and Jack had black tshirts with the logo on the front and 'SUPERVISOR' on the back. Of the rest, Jack had asked him what he thought and Sam had told the other man that since this was his first time he'd follow Jack's lead. Jack seemed to like that and Sam paid attention to how he handled it. Quite a few of the females hired were young and good looking. He was looking forward to some interesting videos.
The supervisors generally walked through the scenes to make sure nothing was going wrong. They also made appearances at the ticket booth. Sam found out Jack and the woman in the booth were long-time friends so he spent a bit more time there. And unless something went wrong in a scene, Jack took nearly the same amount of time going through - he always went from the end to the beginning then went around the outside of the building to the back door. Sam had gotten his timing on the hidden camera down to 2 minutes and 13 seconds from start to finish. It had taken 4 nights of the show for Sam to get Jack's timing down. On the 5th night he easily changed the battery - seeing it still had some time left on it.
A couple hours before each show, Tom always showed up to get everything up and running and set up the money for the ticket booth. All of this he preferred to do himself as a kind of ritual. The first night Sam had showed up early, before Tom had even gotten there. Tom had let him in so Sam sat at the supervisor's desk and used his laptop. This had become a nightly thing - Sam saying he really had nothing better to do for those 2 hours. As soon as Tom left the office for his routine, Sam accessed the remote camera - beginning with the 2nd show. He downloaded the stored videos - seeing there was still quite a bit of room left on the camera's SD card - then erased the card. If part of Tom's routine hadn't often brought him back to the office, this would have been the perfect time to switch the batteries. But Sam had things well in hand.
A lot of what Sam got wasn't interesting to him. There was no sound, of course, so he didn't even have any 'revealing' conversations to listen to. But he did take some excellent clips and since he knew the names of all the good looking females he made a folder for each. Most didn't bother to even take their bras off and a few didn't wear one. He never even thought of posting any of them online since it would have been far too obvious who must have put the camera in if anyone traced the girls this far. No. Any videos he kept would be strictly for him.
Now, 6 years later, Sam was still working as a Supervisor for Tom and he had hundreds of very interesting video clips of mostly teenage girls. He had gotten himself an apartment, having made a good deal of money with the last program he had written 7 months before. He also got himself an older car which the previous owner had kept very well maintained. Jack had quit a couple years before and one of the regular women was given a chance since she was respected among the other performers. She wasn't very good looking but she was pretty cool with everyone so she and Sam worked well together. He'd had to establish her timing through the show but still had plenty of time to change batteries.
At the last meeting Sam had noticed a particularly lovely girl. She claimed to be 20 - allowed to work there - but he had a well-developed sense of girls' ages and felt she was lying by a couple years. He didn't mention it to Brandy or Tom and she was hired. From the first show 2 weeks ago, Bree was spectacular in any scene she was put in. He and Brandy talked about her a few times after the show while Tom was shutting everything down and checking the front doors and fire exits. Both were entirely impressed by Bree. One show she even had some 'tough' college guy fall to his knees in fear and Sam had to help him leave the building. His girlfriend had been just a little put out with him. And he just loved the hidden videos of her.
Sam had each of the regulars on his 'Facebook' list and he had made a group only for the haunted house performers. Bree accepted his request and he began finding out more, like she wanted to try modeling some time.
Sam had discovered it only a few months after that so he'd been using it to see the addresses of the younger female performers. And when Bree came along he found her most used address then put his program onto her hacked computer. And found some most interesting photos.
Bree had been taking naked selfies with different backgrounds for a few years. She had even named the 3 folders by her age - she was now 18 as he had figured. Though her breasts were small she was still very beautiful. Sam copied all of her photos into the folder he'd made for her under a separate folder just of photos. Then he sat back and thought for a bit. He couldn't get into physical sexual contact with her - too much chance of her telling the cops or her parents. But he might be able to do a little virtual blackmail without any risk to him regardless of who she told. He didn't think anyone else knew about her naked selfies. But that was based on the fact she hadn't told anyone at the haunted house that she was only 20. No, she'd be far too embarrassed about her photos to tell anyone she was being blackmailed into making naked - and sexual - videos. Not to mention that anything she did do for her blackmailer would also be held over her. Sam laughed, knowing this could work if he did it right. He brought up his IDE, added in the code for his hidden program and began modifying it for a new program.
When he had his new program ready, Sam replaced the one on her computer with it. Ordinarily it only did what the old one had. But when he accessed it he could give it the command to make a small window appear in the lower left corner. This window would have 3 textboxes. The top would be read-only for her - with 'READ HERE' just above it. The 2nd one, below the first would be for her to type back with 'TYPE HERE' just above that. The 3rd one would be scrollable and have a record of the conversation so she can go back during it. The program would also disable the 'Print Screen' feature on computers - alerting him if she tried to use it. Another nifty feature he put in was being able to put any photo or video - or a random photo or video from an assigned folder(s) - into a kind of pop-up window, showing the target - Bree in this case - that he actually had her naked selfies. It would stay on her screen until he removed it no matter what she tried. He also added an alert feature so if there was movement he'd be notified.
That alert came at 9:37 pm on a non-show day. He'd been watching a movie on his laptop, drinking beer. Accessing Bree's camera he saw her sitting down then plugging her phone in. He immediately accessed her folder '18' and saw more photos being added and smiled. When 10 more photos were in there weren't any more so he copied the new ones to his own. It looked like she was looking at something on screen so he activated the dialog feature - which let her camera light come on - and she looked down with surprise.
Hello, Bree.
Who r u
Not important. I'll show you something...
He made the pop-up appear then tapped the arrow key a few times - showing her random selfies she'd made. He had to make sure he didn't type here how he would normally talk.
Howd u get those!!!!
How do you think? I have them all, even the 10 you just put on.
WHY???
Hmm... let me think. How about I just post them somewhere online and let everyone know where they are. Your father might even enjoy them.
Her face clearly looked frightened and angry.
You cant do that!!!
Oh but I can, Bree. Very easily. In fact, right now all I have to do is tap a single button and 5 random photos of yours get uploaded with messages going to your parents and all your male teachers. Do you think Mr. Harmon would like to see his 3rd period student naked?
DAMN U!!! WHY R U DOING THIS???
Because I can. Now, would you like to make a deal?
Her face became puzzled.
What u mean?
You do things for me and I won't send any. You fail to do anything I say within 12 hours, or immediately if I say, and I send 5 every day at noon until you do it.
she sat back hard, frustrated. It was nearly a minute before she typed again. Seeming resigned to it.
K. What u want?
Take off all your clothes and sit on your bed for a minute with your legs spread with your hands on the bed.
WHAT??? NO!!!
Okay. Uploading 5 photos in 10 seconds.
She cussed in frustration as she began undressing. Within moments she was in position and completely naked. A minute later she moved back to her chair.
Satisfied u pervert?
You're the one who took naked selfies, Bree. See you soon!
Sam laughed as he closed the dialog box - turning off the camera light - while she was typing, saying 'damn' several times. He watched, and recorded her, dressing again. he'd just begun something that could get very interesting, he finished his beer and got another.
Over the next few weeks he contacted Bree every evening she came into her bedroom when there wasn't a show. The first time she 'missed' a few evenings because of the show he pretended to be upset during their next conversation about her not being there. She told him she worked at the haunted house 4 nights a week. He made her wait worriedly for his response for almost 5 minutes then told her he found the schedule online and would expect her at her desk at exactly 9:30 every night it wasn't open.
Over the last 3 weeks of their 'relationship' Sam had made her do several sexual things to herself as well as say say sexual things she probably wouldn't ordinarily. He continued randomly popping up her naked photos as well as the videos he'd been making of her. Bree knew that she was getting in deeper but couldn't break out of it. Then one night he made her really frightened...
Hello, Bree.
What now?
That had been her first response each time since the 2nd week.
I want to see you strip slowly for now.
Having done this for him before, she stood and moved the chair out of the way then stood back a few feet so he could see from her head to just below her pussy. She took her clothes off slowly, turning once slowly after each piece. After standing still for a moment she sat down naked with her breasts showing in the view.
Very nice. See how easy it is to cooperate?
Fuck u pervert. Was that it?
Be nice, Bree. So who was that old man with the black shirt last night who made you laugh?
It looked like she was about to type then suddenly looked startled. Then frightened. There had been a group just behind him last night. Sam had often stopped for a moment to speak to the performers in their scenes when no one was coming. Usually he just nodded and smiled if a group was behind him but last night he made sure there was one as he made a joke to Bree. Just for this conversation. For the past week he'd been accessing the cams around her college - and at the public library near her house - and discovered a few little tidbits.
U were there?
Of course. I follow you sometimes. I know where you live, your college, the library you go to sometimes. And when you told me you work there I had to come and see you work. You almost scared me the first time. You're very good. But that old geezer last night looked like a dumbass.
I dont understand why ur doing this 2 me!
I don't want to so stop asking. There's something new I want you to do.
She let out a resigned sigh.
What?
I saw you talking with another beautiful girl in a flowered blouse and pink skirt Thursday before college. Who is she?
Bree thought about it for a few moments then looked like she was about to hit her computer angrily.
She is my friends!!!
Type her name now.
Carrie Michaels.
That's my good girl. Did you know she's a lesbian? When you went in another girl came up to her and they kissed. That's hot.
Yes I knew and that was probably one of the girls she likes. So what?
I want you to invite her to your house tomorrow after college and make out sitting on your bed. Kissing and touching. You both walk home so she doesn't have to catch a bus.
OMG!!! What the fuck is wrong with u???
You're beautiful. Carrie's beautiful. Nothing wrong with wanting to see two beautiful young girls making out on a bed. You might even like it.
Carrie and I have made out before u pervert!
She must have been really frustrated to let that slip. Bree realized her mistake right after hitting 'Enter'.
Nice! Now I want to watch it. I can even make the light on your camera go off so she doesn't know it's on. See? So. Tomorrow. After college. You and Carrie making out for a couple hours. Even better if you're both naked. If that doesn't happen tomorrow then soon. I want you two seeing each other a lot here from now on.
Sam shut it off and watched until she had gotten into her pajamas and turned out the light. The next afternoon he watched the college cameras as Bree came out the usual door and waited. She looked around, squinting as if trying to spot someone and he laughed. Moments later Carrie had come out and they kissed briefly then walked in the same direction.
Sam had looked Carrie up in the college records then hacked her computer, pleased that she had a camera showing her bed. He had put his wonderful little program on it then went looking around her computer and found a gold mine of videos. He had first found a folder named '!!!My Sweeties' and went into it. There'd been numerous folders named for different girls (last name, first name) followed by an age. Each of the first few he looked at had several videos in them with the normal default date/time naming. Sam had opened one video which started with Carrie checking the camera pointed down at her bed. It seemed to him the camera must be hidden in something. The doorbell rang - telling him there was also sound - and she left the room, coming back a few moments later with another girl. Then they start making out on the bed and it doesn't seem the other girl knew about the camera. Sam laughed and began the copying of every folder. As that was going he scrolled down - many of the girls were 18 - and found 'Thompson, Bree - 20'. Now he laughed and slapped his knee. In her folder were 7 videos. He'd wait until he was finished checking the girl's computer then watch each of those the very first thing.
He found another wicked discovery tucked away in a series of innocuously named folders. Obviously she had felt that she could hide something by simply adding one folder in another, in another, etc. Some people are stupid enough to believe that'll stop others from wanting to look when just the opposite was true. He found 229 videos with her name. like 3 videos every month.
Curious about something he had noticed, Sam went back to her college records. Right there, her mother had remarried almost 6 years. Now he opened the first video and watched the 20 minutes of homemade porn featuring 18-year-old Carrie and the man who would be her step-father. The video began with Carrie and her soon-to-be step-father sitting down on the couch - both dressed.
He told the shy, young cutie that he was going to marry her mother and was in charge of the family from now on and that meant she always had to obey him. Carrie kept looking at the camera. After about 5 minutes of talking, the man unzipped the back of the girl's simple dress and pulled it down. He fondled the nipple of breasts for a moment and she's looking completely shy. The man told her to take it the rest of the way off along with her panties. Her body was shaking as she obeyed. When she was naked he spread her legs then caressed her hairless pussy for a moment before pushing his finger deep inside. Then he took his clothes off and say to suck his dick. From there he continued to enjoy 18-year-old cutie. Sam let out a low whistle and smiled. The other videos had finished copying so he began copying all of these, thinking that was one fucked up girl. He wondered if her mother even knew and if her step-father knew about the lesbian hidden camera.
While those were copying he began watching Bree's lesbian videos. Within minutes of their making out as they sat on the bed facing the hidden camera, the 2 girls began moving their hands over each other's bodies. Carrie had started sliding her hand inside Bree's clothes then Bree did the same. It wasn't long before they were taking each other's clothes off, giggling, then they were naked and all over each other. Another fit of laughter hit Sam as he realized the incredibly turned tables. Carrie had made out with Bree, knowing there was a hidden camera while Bree hadn't. Now Bree would be the one knowing and Carrie wouldn't.
The first and 2nd had both been just making out naked. In the 3rd Carrie took a regular-sized dildo from her night stand, explaining that her mother had given it to her. At first they were simply rubbing it along each other's pussies. Then Carrie guided Bree's hand to push the dildo into Carrie's pussy and slide it in and out. Bree seemed fascinated by this and even smiled a bit. After about a minute Carrie stopped then took the dildo and slid the tip along Bree's lightly-haired pussy as she talked Bree into trying it inside. She finally did and began pushing it gently in. She told Bree it hurt a bit the first time it goes all the way in but it got much better after that. Bree told her to go ahead and laid down in a more comfortable position. From that video on they constantly used the dildo on each other and in the last Carrie convinced Bree to try it in her ass.
After watching all 7 of Bree's lesbian videos, Sam went back to Carrie's porn vids. He scrolled to the bottom and saw the last was only the previous week. He scrolled slowly up, checking how often they were made. It wasn't every week but it did look like 3 per month. Then he saw some dates he recognized. He used 'FreeCommander' for his file browsing so in the 2nd pane he brought up those lesbian videos with Bree. Sure enough, the 7 dates matched perfectly. He opened the first of those in the porn folder then sat back to watch.
This video was 23 minutes long and the camera was obviously held by someone. It showed Carrie's mother - which told Sam she was involved in her own daughter's porn - in the kitchen putting something in one of 2 glasses of orange juice. She used a spoon to mix it. Moments later Carrie entered wearing a robe and her mother hands her the glasses, telling her the one made special. Carrie smiled and left with the camera following to see her go through a door. The camera changed hands then briefly showed a naked man - the step-father. There was a time jump then Carrie came out smiling and naked, leading an equally naked and Bree ("Holy fucking shit!" Sam exclaimed just then). The camera followed the 2 girls to a bedroom where the step-father stood by a large bed. The rest of the video was Carrie's step-father fucking her and slapping her thigh hard and molesting unprotesting Bree. He kissed and licked all over her naked, 18-year-old body, slid the tip of his dick along her pussy - almost pushing in - and breasts and pushing it into her mouth - Carrie moved Bree's head up and down along her step-father's dick. The video ended with Carrie leading Bree back out.
Sam really wanted to skip to the 3rd, now realizing what that dildo must mean for Bree. But he brought up the 2nd - this one 37 minutes. Again, it began in the kitchen but this time the naked step-father handed the glasses to Carrie. There was another time jump then Carrie came out and told them Bree was ready. Except not only the step-father but also another naked man went into Carrie's bedroom followed by the camera. While the step-father touched Bree the other man bent Carrie over her own bed with her legs spread and fucked her pussy from behind while he continually slapped her ass harshly and called her foul names. After about 15 minutes they switched places. At one point the 2nd man said he really wanted to fuck 'the virgin whore' but Carrie's step-father said she had to be prepared with the dildo and he's always the first with the girls his 'slut step-daughter' brings home and 'grandfather' already called 2nds. There seemed to be a resemblance to both men and Sam figured brothers or cousins.
The 3rd one - 42 minutes long - began the same and with Carrie bringing Bree to the bigger bedroom. Bree is laid on the bed and the step-father roughly pushes Carrie into a doggie-style position over Bree. He fucks and slaps the girl for about 5 minutes then pushes her to one side and puts his dick to Bree's mouth, pushing it in. Carrie moves closer quickly to move Bree"s head up and down. After a couple minutes he begins touching her, fondling her breasts while kissing and licking all over. Then he pushes a finger into Bree's pussy and finger-fucks her for a bit. He pushes her legs apart then gets between them and tells Carrie - calling her 'slut' - to get his cock nice and wet for 'this other slut's devirginizing'. He puts his dick to Bree's pussy and begins to push in, having to move back and forth to keep it moving inward. Once it's all the way he starts fucking the 18-year-old beauty, moving faster and faster until he's pounding the girl. For almost 10 minutes he fucked her then pulled Carrie to him by her hair and pushed his dick into her mouth. Each time Carrie sucked a dick or was fucked, Sam noticed, she appeared completely enthusiastic to be doing it. The step-father rolled Bree face down then held up her hips while Carrie put pillows under her. He spread Bree's legs then fucked her pussy again. The video ended, the same as the first.
Sure enough, a 3rd man in the 4th video was much older and resembled both. The men virtually ignored Carrie, just pushing her out of the way, then turned Bree face down. The step-father, again, lifted her hips and Carrie rushed to put the pillows in, One man fucked her pussy and the other her mouth and they kept switching back and forth every few minutes of the 19-minute video. The 5th was the 2nd man again and the 6th was a black man. In the 7th there was a different man - quite fat - fucking Bree's and Carrie's asses, going back and forth between the 2 girls for 23 minutes. After each ass fucking there was a time jump - the man jumped places but Carrie seemed to only twitch and Bree remained the same. Sam looked at the computer clock and found it was 13 minutes until Bree's College got out. He went and made himself a thick peanut butter and jam sandwich then watched the girls meet and walk together. Once out of view of the College cameras, he could only imagine her glancing around to spot someone following them. He watched as the 2 girls made out for almost 2 hours - almost exactly - but there was no nudity - Bree stopped the casual attempts by Carrie. He amused himself by wondering what Bree would do if she saw those 7 videos of herself being touched and fucked. He might even do that at some point just for the hell of it.
Suddenly he wanted to kick himself. After finding all the videos on Carrie's computer he'd gotten caught up in them and forgot all about the other computer in the house. He now accessed it. But instead of going through it casually - as he had done with the girl's - he did a search for videos. He would try for photos later. It took a while but all of the many videos listed had normal seeming names - mostly the kind you'd find on 'YouTube'. He did try a few but they were useless. Next he set one of his hacking programs to look for unlisted drives but found nothing. He sat and thought about it, knowing that if the girl - apparently an object of lust and scorn in the house - had those videos, the step-father must have more. After drumming his fingers for a few minutes, Sam tried another hacking program - he hadn't made this one but it worked great. Generally he didn't bother checking girls' internet browsers unless he knew they were often on the chat sites. But Sam couldn't think of what else to try.
The program first looked at which browsers the target computer had then it went after the histories of each. Next it looked at cookies. And finally it went to a generally unknown folder in the 'Windows' folder. This folder contained a copy of the history for each browser. These history files can't be deleted by the normal user. Nor can they be read by any of the public document readers. Other than 'Microsoft, only law agencies, and a few hackers, even knew it existed. And all 3 groups have the ability to read and delete those files. Even if some user was simply exploring the system and went into the folder, the file names were unrecognizable. The program would take all that data and make a list, by browser, of the sites visited - most visited first. From that list, another program can 'visit' those sites and get a snapshot of the page. It wouldn't have been smart - unless a person really knew what they were doing - but it was possible the step-father stored everything he had at an online file storage site. Sam knew it would take a while just to get that list. So he decided to take an evening out. Have dinner then go to a bar.
As his 2nd program was running, Sam went through the list to see if anything looked familiar. The first 5 sites were social sites - 3 for kids. The 6th site just seemed to have random characters, With a shrug he copied the address then pasted it into his own browser - one which he had made that would keep his computer safe and make sites easier to use his hacking programs on. All he saw on the page was a line reading, 'IF YOU DON'T HAVE THE PASSWORD YOU DON'T BELONG! GET OUT!', with places for a username and password. Sam laughed, thinking that wasn't very nice. He activated a hacking program from within the browser, setting it loose. It took a few minutes but the site was open to him and the Admin username and password were recorded. He saw 27 clickable names with numbers in front listed and recognized the step-father's name, Neil. The first link was called 'Grandfather' and the 2nd 'Father'. Neil's was the 4th and there were 6 'Bakers'. There was another link at the bottom of the names, marked as just an ellipses. He'd check that another time.
Thinking this might be what he'd been looking for, he clicked the step-father's name and He clicked the latest - and had a list of 10 girls' names. It looked like he hit the jackpot of porn because Carrie's name was at the top of the list. Sam went back to the men's names then opened a program, putting the site address and Admin account for this site into it - he also stopped the other program getting snapshots. He pointed it to save on an empty server drive then let it go. It would download everything from the site with folders named for the links. Now he went back and clicked Carrie's name. The first item was a text file so he opened it, finding all kinds of information about the girl and mother. Oddly, on the line that began with 'Marriage:' it showed the date and after '[Neil Harris]'. It might have come from some family database or something so he shrugged it off. The next 3 items were photos named for the step-father, mother and Carrie. He opened the first and found the videos he already had. He was pretty sure the rest were also dupes.
Next he decided to go to the now 20-year-old girl's folder and opened her text file - It was the same type of information. He first clicked the girl's photo and she was adorable. but he'd be awfully tempted. The mother was nothing much to look at - just like Carrie's mother. Then he clicked Jack's and was surprised. It was Neil, Carrie's step-father. He briefly went to the other 8 girls and they were all the exact same photo but with different names. He went back to the 20-year-old girl's and opened the first of her 12 videos. It started pretty close to how Carrie's had so he skipped through, stopping to see now and then. As with Carrie, this girl was being groomed - and her mother was probably helping. He also briefly checked through the last and she was being fucked by a man he hadn't seen in the last video he'd seen of Carrie's. It really was looking like a genuine ring. And it fell right into his lap because of Bree and her 'friend' Carrie. He wondered what happens to the girls and their mothers.
He decided to check the 'Grandfather' link. Sam figured. He looked at the most recent - 2 years ago There were 10 girls, the youngest was now 18 and the oldest would be 30. He checked the youngest girl's text file. Same type of info - it looked like a template they go by. The mother was shown and the grandfather - here named 'Mike Samuels' - was 73. Sam hoped he was as sexually active at that age. Unlike the 2 mothers he'd seen of Neil's, this one was very good looking. But her daughter was even more so. So far this ring had extremely good taste. He began with the first. It didn't start the same as Neil's...
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"Get your girl, whore" Mike ordered harshly. He was skinny, and very wrinkly all over, but looked like he had some muscle tone and walked straight, without the slightly bent back generally associated with old people.
"Yes, husband," the much, woman said subserviantly and left the bedroom. Moments later she returned with her 24-year-old daughter. She brought the girl to him and bowed her head.
"Now you listen real good, sexy girl. Your whore mother is married to me. That means she must obey me completely. Which means you must obey me completely. I don't give 2 shits if you don't want to do what I tell you. If you disobey me you will be punished. Stand her on the chair, whore.
"Yes, husband." She went to the nearby wooden chair as the man removed his clothes. He went to look the girl up and down, turning her.
"Strip her." Moments later the cutie was naked, her body trembling. The old man slid his wrinkled hands all over her smooth body as he nodded. He put a forefinger in front of the girl's mouth. "Suck it, slut." She barely glanced at her mother and the man slapped her thigh - not very hard, just a slight sting. "You don't look at that whore when I give you an order. The next time will be worse. Do as I said." He let her suck it for a moment then put his finger to the girl's hairless pussy and pushed it in deep. "Nice and tight.
"Your mother's a good lookin' whore. I fucked her brains out many times, mouth, cunt and ass, before I made her marry me. The only reason I allowed her to do so was so me and my crew can have access to you and your slutty friends for as long as we want. Starting today, this old cock is goin' in all your fuck holes, slut. And every man in my crew will get a chance to fuck you too. For 1 year you'll be servicing us with your slut body. By the end of that year you'll be so well fucked you'll do anything to please us. Including bringing your friends home and convincing them until we get them well fucked. Now sit your ass down." Open that cock hole.
~~~~~
He went to other girl's text. The mother was shown as 'Dead for 3 years' but there was a sister - 'Rebecca' - whose age had been 22 and '(Living with)' after the age. Here, the grandfather was 'Gabe Hansen' and the age was the same as before. He noticed the city where they lived was the same as the girl. They'd pretty much have to be, Sam supposed. Or in the same general area. Both sisters were hot. But instead of just the 2 years links, there was one above them called 'Rebecca'. He went to that one to find 5 videos and opened the first.
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"Come in," the old man called in a pleasant, though weak-sounding voice. He was sitting in a rocking chair with a shaky hand on top of a cane, his head and shoulders bent forward a bit and the way his clothes hung on him made him look frail. If Sam hadn't seen the other video of him - and his time with Bree - he'd swear this was a weak old man. Even his eyes squinted as the door opened and a sexy woman entered then closed the door.
"Mr. Hansen?"
"Yes? Who is it please? I can't see none too good."
"I'm Rebecca Robbins, Mr. Hansen," the woman replied with a most sincere smile as she walked to within a few feet of the old man. "I've been assigned to assist you during the day for the next 5 days."
"Rebecca, you say?"
"Yes, sir. Whenever you need anything I'll be here to help. Would you like anything now?"
"Juice, please. And maybe some company if you'd be so kind. Have some juice yourself and sit here with me." There was a cushioned chair with arms on the other side of the sturdy table next to him. The old man played his part well, but Sam was wondering how this would go down.
"I'll do just that. Be right back."
"Oh, Rebecca?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Don't forget to put my medicine in my juice please. I get the shakes awful bad without it. Just a spoonful if you would."
"Certainly." As she entered the kitchen, the video jumped to a camera there and watched as she poured 2 glasses then looked at the medicine bottle on the counter next to a spoon. With a nod she carefully measured and stirred it in then picked up the glasses. The camera cut back as she came out. She sat down in the other chair as she put the glasses on the table.
"Can you get the glass all right, Mr. Hansen?" The old man reached over and picked it up.
"Yes. Thank you kindly, my dear."
"You're very welcome," she replied as both took a drink. Neither said a word as they continued to drink the juice. Within 15 minutes Rebecca appeared to be relaxing a bit much as she put her glass down and sagged back in the chair. The old man had kept glancing at her. Though her eyes were opened.
"Rebecca?" the old man called.
"Yes," she replied. The old man stood steadily, propping the cane against his chair then moved to lean over the woman. He looked in her eyes then snapped his fingerrs twice in front of them. He gave a wicked smile as he straightened.
"Stand, Rebecca." Her movements were slow as she stood, staring blankly ahead. "Follow me, Rebecca." She did so and the view cut to a bedroom, centered on the bed as he passed through the doorway. He stopped next to the bed and took off his clothes as he turned. Rebecca stopped a couple feet in front of him. The old man reached up and squeezed her breasts harshly.
"You're certainly a sexy whore. I'll give you that. It'll actually be a pleasure fucking your brains out. You will listen to everything I say Rebecca. whatever I ask of you, it will be a pleasure to do.
"It has been your most secret dream to fall in love with a old man and you hope more than anything that what you feel for me is love. Each day when you leave you hope I'll ask you to stay the night with me. Each night you'll dream of loving me and having passionate sex. You will make certain that you are assigned to me from now on. And when only I say the word 'tweedledee', you will return to this trance state and believe every word I say while you're in the trance.
"I will count to 3 then you will come out of the trance and all I've just said will be true." He laid on his stomache with his legs spread. "1... 2... 3." Rebecca blinked a couple times then smiled as she looked at the old man. She moved to the bed and knelt beside him, kicking her shoes off, then began to massage his back lovingly.
"That feels so good, Rebecca. You have such wonderful hands." She closed her eyes briefly and let out a silent sigh.
"It's completely my pleasure to give you a massage, Mr. Hansen. You know, part of my job is to wash guests also. If you'd like, I can give you a bath after I finish here."
"Oh, that would be most lovely, Rebecca. I would like a bath from your hands." There was a time jump of 15 minutes. "I think that should be enough for now, Rebecca. I'd dearly love that bath now. If you could just help me from my bed and to the tub."
"Of course, Mr. Hansen." She got off the bed and helped him up as he pretended to be frsil - despite his obvious muscles. As soon as he was standing next to her, he put a hand on her cheek then turned her face to him and he kissed the corner of her mouth. Rebecca smiled as if her whole world exploded in beautiful colors. Her arm was around his waist and his around her shoulders as she helped him to the bathroom and in the tub. The she turnend on the water and felt the temperture.
"It should be filled enough soon, Mr. Hansen.
"Thank you, my dear. Though, you know. You don't really want to get your uniform wet. Do you?"
"No, sir," she said with a slight frown.
"It just occured to me that if you're going to give me a bath, taking everything off and putting your coithes on the counter will keep your clothes nice and dry."
"What a wonderful suggestion, Mr. Hansen. I'll do that right now." She took everything off and set it up.
"Sit here on the edge, Rebecca. It should be easier to run your hands over my body.
"Oh. Of course it would." She sat on the edge with her legs spread a bit.
"I wonder if I might trouble you for a favor, Rebecca."
"Anything, Mr. Hansen," she said with a smile. The old man reached up and pointed to her hairy pussy.
"I'm afraid I find hair on a female's pussy to be terribly unappealing. Since you'll be bathing me every day, would you mind removing it?"
"Oh! I'm so sorry, Mr. Hansen I'll take care of that as soon as I get home. I'll use my sister's Nair."
"Your sister?" Rebecca turned the water off as she nodded then took up the liquid soap and poured some into her hand.
"Yes. She's a cheerleader. She's been living with me since our mom died 3 years ago." She began gently spreading the soap over the old man's chest without a washcloth. "Any hair on her pussy itches when she does her cheers so she keeps it off."
"I see. How about straddling my legs, Rebecca. It should be easier to wash me and I'd rather enjoy being between your legs." Rebecca laughed as she moved down.
"I certainly do enjoy being with you, Mr. Hansen." The old man reached up and gave her pink nipple a caress.
"Well having such a lovely, body naked in the tub with me is a joy. My cock has even grown hard." Rebecca looked down.
"Oh! I didn't even notice. Is that a problem, Mr. Hansen?"
"It shouldn't be. But maybe you can use your hand on it for a bit to make sure. Stroke it up and down slowly."
"Certainly." She began masturbating the old man and he was playing with her generous breasts.
"That won't be enough, Rebecca. Rinse it off and try using your mouth on my cock." She only nodded, intent on pleasing his stiff member. Rebecca rinsed any soap off then moved herself so she could lean over and suck his long dick. He let the young woman continue for over 5 minutes before cumming in her mouth.
"Ah. That seems to have done it for now." She raised her head with a smile.
"I'm glad I was able to help, Mr. Hansen. May I help you with anything else?"
"Well, I hesitate to ask."
"Oh no, Mr. Hansen! Just ask me for anything. I'm here to serve you in any way I can."
"Very well then. It's been so long since I've had my mouth on a sexy woman's tits. Especially tits as big as yours. May I?" Rebecca smiled with a blush.
"Of course you may, Mr. Hansen," she agreed as she moved forward. The old man began kissing and licking her breasts. "You can pleasure yourself all you want with my breasts."
"How about other parts if your hot body?"
"Anything, Mr. Hansen. My body is yours for pleasure."
"My cock is hard again, Rebecca. Perhaps if you put it in your pussy and let me fuck you." She only sighed in pleasure as she she reached down and moved the tip of his dick to her pussy. Then she lowered herself over it. "Your pussy is so tight," the old man said with surprise as he moved his head back and looked at her. He had even forgot to sound frail. "When's the last time you got fucked?"
"I've never had sex, Mr. Hansen. I always wanted to wait until I got married."
"And now?"
" I only want to give myself to you, Mr. Hansen. I want you to... to..."
"To fuck your brains out?" he asked with amusement.
"Yes! Fuck my brains out, Mr. Hansen." The old man chuckled as she moved herself up and down. There was another time jump and they were in the bed with the woman on her hands and knees and the old man behind her, pounding away.
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With a chuckle and shake of his head he turned it off with nearly 15 minutes left. Looking at the others he chose the 3rd one and started it.
The door opened and Rebecca walked in, followed by a beautiful girl, with much resemblance with the woman, wearing a cheerleader's uniform. The old man was sitting in his rocker, looking frail agaiin.
"Gabe, this is my sister, LeAnne. LeAnne, this is my boyfriend, Gabe." The girl looked surprised.
"He's your boyfriend? But... He's so old!"
"Age is just a number, young lady," the old man said then chuckled. "Have a seat here, girl. Rebecca, get your sister some juice."
"But I don't..."
"LeAnne," her older sister warned. "I said be nice."
"Fine. I'll drink juice." The girl moved to sit on the chair while her sister went to the kitchen. Moments later she returned and handed the glass over. LeAnne took a big gulp of juice then smiled sarcastically.
"How was the afternoon, Gabe?" Rebecca asked as she knelt in front of the old man, putting her arm on his thigh.
"Quite lonely." There was a time jump and LeAnne began slumping back.
"What's wrong with my sister?" Rebecca asked with alarm.
"Tweedledee." Now Rebecca was slumping. "There is nothing wrong with your sister, Rebecca. You will remember nothing has been wrong with her. On your feet and go to the bedroom." When she stood he got up and examined the girl. "Such a bratty slut. I'll make you an obedient slut like we do to all the others. Ordinarily we wait until we marry the mothers of our sexy sluts. But you have no mother. However, your sister is quite pleasing and has given herself to me for my pleasure. LeAnne."
"Yes?"
"Stand, LeAnne." She did then he fondled her breasts. "Follow me, LeAnne." He led the hottie into the bedroom where her sister stood. "Sit, Rebecca." Then he turned to LeAnne. "Whatever I tell you while you're in this trance, you will believe, LeAnne.
"You are less bratty than you were when you came in. And when you hear your sister say, 'But I love him so much,' you will lose all your bratty and be happy that your sister has found a man to give the pleasure of her body to. And you want to share in the joy of her giving, but don't know how. You want to watch her giving her body to me but are very embarrassed by it.
"You will accept and do my suggestions. You will believe whatever I tell you or your sister. You will obey your sister. You will have a very pleasant sensation all over your body at my merest touch. Though you will also cringe knowing it was a wrinkly, old man who touched your smooth, young skin. Your desire for pleasure will war with the sight of my old body. Only the sight of your sister giving me pleasure will allow you to accept your pleasure. But always that disgust is beneath the pleasure.
"When only I say the word, 'tweedledum', you will return to this trance state and believe everything I tell you within it.' Rebecca, when I pat your back 3 times, you will say to your sister, 'But I love him so much.'" He sat on the bed beside Rebecca, putting his hand on her thigh.. "Rebecca, LeAnne, I will count to 3 then you will return to a normal state. 1... 2... 3." The sisters blinked a couple times. Rebecca looked happy to be next to him and LeAnne looked less upset.
"I don't understand your problem with Gabe, LeAnne. I've always wanted an older man.
"But he's really old. And all wrinkly." The old man chuckled.
"And you don't think a wrinkly, old man should touch such smooth, young skin?"
"No, it's gross."
"But have you ever tried it?" he asked.
"Of course not."
"Then try it before you say it's gross, sexy girl. Come closer and let me touch you for a few moments."
"I..."
"Oh just try it, LeAnne. You really might enjoy Gabe touching you." With a single nod the girl moved closer. The old man smiled as he put a hand on her inner thigh and the other just above her uniform neckline. He slid his thigh hand up under her skirt and all the way to press deeply against her pussy. His upper hand he slid a finger along the neckline then down, between her breasts then to either side, over one breast then back and across the other. LeAnne had tried to talk, while he was touching her but something prevented her.
"So? Still think it's gross?" Rebecca asked, then kissed the old man's cheek. The young girl looked confused and he smiled.
"It's... It's all those wrinkles," LeAnne put out lamely. The old man tapped Rebecca's shoulder 3 times.
"But I love him so much," Rebecca said and LeAnne let out a sigh.
"Come. Maybe if you have a seat beside your sister and watch us you'll get the idea of why your sister wants to give her body to me for my pleasure."
"Alright." As the girl sat watching, the old man began frenching Rebecca and playing with her breasts. After a couple minutes he began unbuttoning her blouse then slid it off and undid her strapless bra. He pulled back briefly with a smile.
"You should tell your little sister to take off your skirt and panties then to take my pants and underwear off."
"LeAnne, take my skirt and panties off then take Gabe's pants and underwear off." The girl did it, almost pulling back when she saw his long, hard dick.
"Now have her sit on my lap facing me and remove my shirt." Rebecca smiled.
"Do what Gabe said, LeAnne." She clearly didn't want to, but obeyed her sister and was about to get off his lap. "No, LeAnne. Stay there. I like seeing you on his lap when he's naked. It makes me want him to fuck me even more."
"It's difficult to fuck you with your little sister on my lap. And my cock is so very hard between her and I."
"Maybe I can suck your cock with LeAnne still on your lap."
"That would be pleasant." LeAnne wasn't happy about what her sister was doing but couldn't disobey her. The old man brought one hand up to the girl's breasts, fondling them. His other hand went to the back of her neck and pulled her close then began frenching her. After a few minutes - with a time jump - he came in the older sister's mouth and released the younger.
"I certainly enjoyed that. Maybe she should kneel beside us on the bed and watch me fucking you, Rebecca."
"If you want it then you can," Rebecca said. "Anything you want no matter what." Rebecca moved to lay on her back and her younger sister knelt beside her. The old man knelt on the bed beside LeAnne.
"On 2nd thought. It would be even better if I took her clothes off. Strip your little sister naked. I'd enjoy seeing her naked while I'm fucking you." Rebecca smiled.
"Go ahead. I want to watch you stripping my little sister." The old man chuckled as he undressed the sexy beauty then fondled her breasts harshly, pulling her head back by her hair and frenching her. Then he knelt between Rebecca's legs.
"It might be easier if you just tell your sister to obey me from now on."
"LeAnne, you have to obey Gabe from now on. No matter what."
"Okay," the girl whispered.
"Come right here, my girl. And spread your legs so I can see that pussy while I'm fucking your sister." When she was in place he reached over and put a finger in her hairless pussy, causing the naked girl to wince. She pleasured for a moment when he had touched her. "Perfect spot for me to her too. I do so enjoy touching girls and fucking them."
"Really?" Rebecca asked with a smile. "You can touch and fuck LeAnne any time you want, Gabe. As long as you get pleasure from us, I don't mind." He pushed his dick into the woman's pussy and began pumping away. He didn't go for too long before pulling out.
"LeAnne, suck my cock then lick your whore sister's cunt." "Go ahead, slut. Take my cock in hand and start sucking it." After a couple minutes he pulled out and slapped her ass hard.
"Move your ass, whore. This slut needs to be fucked now." Now he slapped Rebecca's ass. She yelped but was still smiling and moving out of his way. The old man still had ahold of LeAnne's hair and dragged her into place, slapping her ass a couple times. he leaned over and put his dick to her hairless pussy.
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Sam stopped the video with a shake of his head. He got to wondering something. Not that he was really into it - other than the fact of a man fucking girls - but he wanted to see if the man, or any other who might be in the group, did anything different with them. It took a few tries but he found one - Her name was Anne and her age at the time was 22. The photo - from college it looked, wearing a cheerleader uniform - showed a very sexy, blonde girl with breasts the size of melons. Her mother - regular blonde - was good looking but nothing special. He went to the girl's first video.
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"You know what to do, bitch," the heavyset, dark man said. It looked like the camera was fixed, possibly hidden. "That slut of yours should be home soon."
"Yes, Master," the woman said then went off camera. *time-jump* The girl walked in the door, wearing her cheerleader uniform, then looked at the man sitting on the couch with surprise.
"Who're you? Where's my mom?"
"In here, sweetie." She came out with a glass of juice, handing it to her daughter, who took a big swallow. "This is my new boyfriend, Carl. He's going to be living with us now." The sexy eyes widened.
"He is? Why?"
"Because I love him, sweetie. Now go do your homework."
"Fine. Whatever." The girl walks off camera then it switches to her walking into her bedroom. Definitely hidden cameras. She tosses her backpack onto the bed then kicks off her shoes and removes her socks. After pulling out a book and tablet of paper she sits at her desk. *time-jump* The girl is slumped back and the mother looks in.
"She's ready, Master." The man enters, pushing the mother aside then looks in the girl's eyes for a moment.
"Anne."
"Yes."
"Can't believe how good this shit worked with both of you. You will believe everything I say while in this trance, Anne. You will obey me completely. Your behavior will be docile around me in private. You will call me 'Master' in private and 'Carl' in public. At no time will you ever tell anyone about anything I do to you, your mother or your friends.
"When only I say the word 'sassafrass' you will go into this trance state. Your mother will count to 3 then you will awaken." He passed the mother leaving and a moment later she counted.
"Carl wants to talk to you, sweetie."
"Okay," the girl said. *scene-cut*
"Stand here in front of me." The girl did so, glancing at her mother. "No, don't look to your mother for permission to do what I tell you. From now on I'm in charge here. Not her. Closer." When she moved close enough he grabbed her skirt and pulled her between his legs, then he lifted her skirt. Letting it go he reached behind her and undid her skirt.
"B-but..."
"Quiet. I didn't tell you to speak. Get that top off." She did so then he reached behind her and undid her bra, pulling it off with a savage lear. Next he pushed her panties down as the beauty's body trembled. "Oh yeah," he said as he shallowly fingered her virgin pussy. "You're going to make a fine slut. It won't be long before you'll be begging to have my meat inside your fuck-holes."
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With a smile and a shake of his head, Sam turned off the video.
Now and then customers would drop things and the performers would pick them up and bring them to the office after the show to be put into a lost and found box. The supervisors went through the box regularly, looking over the items so if someone asked later they'd know what was there. Most of the more expensive stuff was asked about the next day and returned. Almost everything that looked cheap stayed in that box until the end of the season then put into a 'junk' box - there were a few of those, Sam had been laughingly told by Ken one day. A few shows before Sam had made his 'golden' discovery an interesting ring had been found with a strange, black symbol embedded in the red stone and the band was made of some kind of metal that Sam - who didn't know much about metals - couldn't identify. It was a bit heavy and looked like it could be expensive. Each night after it was found, Sam held it in his hand and just looked at it.
"Well try it on then," Brandy said after the show following Sam's discovery of the videos.
"What was that?" Sam asked absentmindedly and Brandy laughed, shaking her head.
"You've been fondling the thing since it was found, Sam. Someone's bound to come looking for it. If you don't try it on now you'll miss your chance for certain." Sam smiled.
"Ah." He looked over the ring. "Sure. Why the hell not?" He slipped the ring on, almost surprised that it fit, and the world seemed to spin out of control for a brief moment, causing Sam to feel a bit dizzy.
"Something wrong, Sam?" Tom asked, standing next to the desk.
"Uh, no. Don't think so."
"Okay. I wasn't sure. Brandy left about 10 minutes ago and I'm ready to head home."
"Oh. Wow. Guess I lost track of time." He grabbed his jacket as he stood then left. He got into his car, waving to the other man, then drove off. Only when he was halfway home did he notice the ring still on his finger. Well shit," he said with a laugh. "Guess I'll return you tomorrow." He usually had a couple beers after the show but he was dead tired so undressed and just crashed. He awoke the next morning feeling completely refreshed but wondering about the strange dream of a bunch of colors swirling together. He got out the cereal and a bowl then put them at his place and went to the fridge.
"Damn, I could go for a big french toast breakfast about now," he said as he was getting the jug of milk. He turned to the table and nearly dropped it. On the table, at the place he liked was a large plate filled with his favorite type of breakfast. He slowly moved toward it, smelling the cinnamon french toast and bacon. Reaching down he gingerly picked up a thick strip of bacon. It was even just barely crisp like he preferred. He took a bite and closed his eyes in pleasure as he chewed.
"I've fucking died and they somehow misplaced me in heaven. Holy shit." He backed up to the counter then blindly got a tall glass and walked back to the table. He hadn't wanted to turn in case it all disappeared. When he finished he sat back with a contented sigh. "Wow and wow." After a few moments he gave the empty plate a puzzle frown.
"How the fuck did that get here?" Having asked the question, his eyes were pulled to the ring. There'd been something about that dream. He placed his hand on the table. "I want the last porn magazine featuring girls that was published as if new". Suddenly a magazine with 2 girls in bikinis on the cover appeared and he picked it up and glanced through it for a moment. Now he looked at the tv and simply thought what he wanted and it came on to the weather station.
"I'll be fucking god damned," he whispered. He thought for a moment. On impulse he closed his eyes and relaxed. "Show me." Suddenly he saw the swirl of colors from his dream. But this time he could 'sense' instructions about the ring among those colors and their patterns.
Everything the ring could do was there and he was somehow soaking it all in. When he opened his eyes after it all went to black he glanced at the clock. It had only seemed like minutes but 3 hours had gone by. He glanced at the ring and smiled, then kissed it.
"Baby. You and me got business to attend to." The first thing he did was to concentrate for a moment and desire that his current identity be completely accurate and legal in all details. Then he saw to his physical self. He'd always preferred to keep only a goatee - and his brows, of course - as his only head hair. These days those damn hairs in his nose and ears grew faster. Younger men don't generally need to cut them all that much. So he made those changes - he no longer needed to shave nor cut those pesky hairs. His dick. It wasn't so bad but he wanted it about half again it's length. He didn't change the width because it seemed the perfect size to fit in girls. His general health wasn't too bad, and he already had some decent muscles. He made his health that of a 30-year-old, keeping it there permanently. Then he looked around his apartment. This would definitely not do for the new life he was already planning. Sam thought about where he wanted to live and snapped his fingers with a smile.
The forest he had camped in was technically government property. But since it was only 200 acres they had no real use for it. With a thought it was completely his, with all the paperwork signed by the correct people. Now for his house. He hadn't seen the whole thing except for on Google maps. He'll have to go out there and take a look around for the right spot - maybe close to the center. But not at the moment since he had plenty of time. His car should be a red, '70 Mustang. And his bank account should reflect his new status - a black bank card appeared on the table in front of him and he picked it up, putting it in his wallet. With a smile he thought of something he'd been really wanting for 6 years. He left the apartment and got into his changed car then drove to his, now, former boss' house.
Sam rang the doorbell, already knowing they were all home, with the girls upstairs in their rooms. Diana opened the door and smiled.
"Sam! Hello." She gave him a hug as she usually did. "Tom didn't mention you were dropping by."
"He didn't know. Actually, I came to see the girls about something I need from them." A simple spell made the family accept whatever he said as fact.
"Sure. Come on in. They're in their rooms."
"Thanks, Diana. Oh and there's no need to worry about any noises coming from upstairs." As he got up the stairs he made sure neither parent would want to come up. Without knocking he entered Ashley's bedroom. The sexy girl wasn't paying attention to the door. She had her headphones on, rocking away as she drew and facing away from the door. She had on a tank top and shorts.
Sam made her continue not paying attention to anything then sat on her bed and put his hand on her hot ass. Both girls were real beauties. He squeezed her ass a few times then reached under her and played with her breast a moment. With a chuckle he stood then returned her to normal - though she and Sabrina would now accept his sexual, playful touches and french kisses from him. He reached down and patted the girl's ass, startling her. She turned and smiled.
"Sam! Hi! I didn't hear you come in." He sat on her bed, resting his hand on her ass.
"You couldn't hear a herd of elephants come in with that noise." She giggled. "How about a kiss?" Ashley smiled then straightened up enough for him to french for a few moments, giving her ass a few pats. "Let's go see your sister." The older girl had her stereo on low and was reading. Sabrina looked up then got up with a smile, coming to him for a hug and kiss. She was wearing a tubetop and shorts.
"Hi, Sam. What's this?"
"Just another step in my plan. Both of you sit on the bed." He had seen these rooms many times, on video and in person, so he had known what they'd been like 6 years before. He probably wouldn't have remembered some of the things before, but the ring made it possible for him to remember everything he'd ever seen, heard or thought. The girls sat a couple feet apart cross-legged then he sat just in front of them, his knees touching one of each of theirs. He laid a hand on each girl's thigh, sliding them along their soft skins.
"Here's the deal, girls. I'm going to be getting a really nice house soon and you 2 are going to come live with me." They won't be their current ages, of course. Nor remember anything since that age. They'll believe that he's their uncle and their parents moved to other place. leaving them with him so they wouldn't have to move from their friends. And Diane and Tom really would move, leaving him the haunted house and their daughters. Sam planned on arranging things at the apropriate college.
"Why are we moving in with you?" Ashley asked. Sam chuckled and fondled their generous breasts then he slid his hands down and pressed briefly against their covered pussies.
"So we can have some fun together, of course." Both girls giggled. "It won't take long for the house to be ready then I'll come get you."
"What about Mom and Dad?" Sabrina asked.
"It's all taken care of, girls. Now then. Since I have some time. Why don't we have some fun now. No one will disturb us." He reached to Sabrina's top and pulled it up off her breasts. She raised her arms with a blush and he took it off. Next he removed Ashley's top. Tapping her thighs, she straightened her legs out and he removed the rest, then Sabrina's.
"Lay with your legs spread for me right next to each other," he said and magically removed all their body hair. "Have either of you had sex?" He began taking off his clothes.
"No, but my last boyfriend talked me into playing with his penis once.," Sabrina said
That's the guy who dumped you last year?"
"Yeah. He said I was a prude and lesbian because I didn't want to do it again or suck it."
"Let's see about that," he said as he tossed his clothes to the floor. "Get a feel of my dick, girls." Both felt it, giggling. "See? Not a prude. But you girls will be doing lesbian acts with each other."
"We will?" Ashley asked with wide eyes, looking at her older sister.
"Of course. How about you, Ashley?"
"No sex, no touching. Kissing though. I want to wait until I'm married." Sam chuckled, pushing a finger into her hairless, virgin pussy.
"Oh. I don't think it'll be quite that long before you have sex. Not with me around." He knelt a leg between each of theirs then laid over them. He went from one sister to the other, kissing, licking and sucking back and forth from their mouths down their hot bodies. As he'd reached their breasts he paused to turn their heads towards each other then moved their faces together for them to french. Then he took a hand of each sister and put it on the other's breast and continued his way down. Reaching their pussies, he used his finger on one while licking the other for several minutes - still switching back and forth.
"Move apart a bit so I can get my dick close to your faces. Now I want you both licking it a lot. All over." After a few minutes he slid his dick into Sabrina's mouth and told her how to suck it then telling Ashley to shift so she could lick his balls. After 5 minutes he came and had them switch for another 5 minues.
"I'm going to fuck you first, Sabrina. Then I'll fuck you, Ashley. No need for either of you to wait for marriage." After fucking them he got off the bed and got his smartphone. "Move together on your backs, legs spread with your inner leg over Sabrina's, Ashley and prop your upper bodies up on your elbows. Smile for me." He took a photo. "Now turn your upper bodies towards each other. I want your lower tits pressing together and each put a hand on the other's waist. Good. And move your hips against each other and twine your legs together. Smile." Another photo then started the video recording.
"Now french each other for a bit so I can make a video. Ashley, play with Sabrina's upper tit. Sabrina, put your hand between Ashley's legs then use your middle finger in her pussy, sliding it in and out. Yeah, that's perfect, girls. I want you both to practice lesbian sex until your mother calls you to dinner. No need to get dressed since you'll be practicing after until bedtime. And you'll be sleeping together tonight like lovers." He got dressed and chuckled. "I'll pick you up when I'm ready. No need to pack anything. Everything you need will be there." He left the sexy sisters playing and laughing with each other then went downstairs and found the parents reading in the living room. Without a word he made sure they'd behave how he wanted.
As he drove to his former campsite, he thought about just how powerful he might be - or become with more practice. And how long he could live - potentially forever. Then, glancing at the ring, he wondered about the previous owner.
He felt it had been dropped on purpose. Someone would have come back for a thing this powerful. But why? And had it been meant for him? Or would it work for anyone who put it on? If it was on purpose, where did the previous owner go? There was another thought to consider about all these questions. The potential to live forever was there. But how long would it take for someone who could have almost anything to get bored? He had to figure out his own plan of action. He could easily get bored of too much and too easy. He'd hate to get bored of girls because of that. Yes, he needed something real to do with his incredibly long life. Whether good or ill - though not too ill since he didn't want to be the only living thing on the planet. He'd have to really think carefully on that.
He got to the old campsite - he had left nothing behind. It was fairly close to the center already. It took about an hour to hike there. Then he looked around the general area. He already had that CAD drawing he'd made so knew about what it would look like. But there should be a yard too. With a swimming pool in back. The decent-sized river ran on the other side of that small hill. He took a look at the hill for a moment. Then he remembered a capability of the ring. It only took a thought to produce a kind of holographic image of his house full-sized. With his imagination he added the yard, pool, bathouse and workshop - since he still planned on building things with his hands.
He moved the image to different locations, rotating to get the best location. When he found the best fit he released the holographic. It didn't drain him completely, but it did take a lot of energy to create the house and its peripherals all the way to the road. He also intended to ceate a magical barrier around the property for protection. But for now he needed to eat and rest. Sam went inside his new home, to the kitchen. He'd look around later. After eating a couple cold sandwiches he went to bed and slept until the next morning.
Though he could do some cooking, Sam had never really liked to, so his bigger meals, like breakfast and dinner, he figured he would create. But as he was eating his favorite breakfast, he suddenly laughed. He'd been planning on bringing several girls - some he'd make again - so why not have them cook for him. With a bit of magic they would know how. And clean the house, along with their sexual 'duties'. When he finished eating he went on a tour of his house and yard.
Though the upstairs had been as he'd planned it, he had no real need for guest rooms. But his sweet girls would need somewhere. He looked over the upstairs for several minutes as he thought. When he finally figured it out he concentrated and the area around him began changing to suit his desires. He looked into the 3, newly made areas and nodded.
The space between each side was a lounge area, with a few coffee tables, couches and comfortable, cushioned chairs. There was also a large screen tv with its own entertainment center (game controllers and computer console, with a switchbox to change between them) and a fridge. On one side was the shower room and the other was a dorm and a toilet room (toilets and sinks). The dorm had several twin beds and a standard closet and dresser for each. They each also had a night stand (with a small lamp) and a simple desk and chair (with a computer terminal). Sam had to cheat with space. The outside of the 2nd floor was exactly the same as he'd originally made it. But the 3 rooms were now larger than would have fit. He had used a sub-dimension for each room to make space for what he wanted.
ext he went to his library. He had also cheated space here, but had done so as he'd created the house. There were several stacks of shelves going back 250 feet (he could always provide more space if he wanted it). The shelves were filled with books (science fiction and fantasy were closer to the front, of course) and each aisle had a rolling, 4-foot high stairway - he could reach the top shelves, but the girls he'd be keeping couldn't. There weren't any shelves along the 3 walls surrounding the stacks. 10 feet of walking area were around the 3 sides then couches, chairs and coffee tables were here and there along the walls. On the walls were paintings and posters of girls - either dressed sexily or naked - and several windows. Sam walked around the stacks to look out each window. They were from waist-high to just a couple feet from the ceiling and each one looked out on a different wilderness scene from around the world.
Sam sat at his desk - in a super comfortable desk chair that had a control panel in one arm - which faced the rest of the library. Embedded within the desk was his magically created computer. He had been keeping up with computer advances, reading as much as he could. He'd been very interested in the researching towards quantum computers but it didn't look like there'd be any within his lifetime. Now there were two, with a matching server stack. The one was his new laptop, sitting in its case just behind the desk. He probably wouldn't need to take it out much, but when he did it was directly connected to his home computer from anywhere.
He pushed the button to bring up the 3 screens and keyboard, turning on the computer. The computer, server and laptop were far more powerful than the best of human made. The server had a storage capacity of 5,000 terabytes. And regardless of what he did online, he couldn't be traced - though he had made sure he already had every photo and video which would interest him from online sources as he'd created the house (and they made up just a dent in his server storage, which could be increased if he'd ever needed to). Then Sam sat back with a laugh. He didn't need to limit himself to online sources of porn.
Law agencies all over the world collected and stored the stuff they confiscated from raids on pornographers. And they'd probably be scrambling like hell if it all disappeared. Of course, Sam wasn't interested in all of it, just what involved girls. Behind the desk was a waist-high cabinet with glass shelves above. On the shelves were assorted knick-knacks and a few realistic statuettes of naked girls. To the right was a door to a small room that had his server. The door on the right was just a closet he'd designed into the house. But it wasn't needed at all. He opened the door, already changing it using a sub-dimension. Now it was a much larger room. It was bare of anything other than a very nice rug. All else would be in place as needed - and the room would expand as needed. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on what he had in mind then released his desire. Opening his eyes he smiled.
Shelves filled with boxes began appearing, starting from his left. He went to the first and opened the box to find stacked tapes. He'd be able to transfer these to computer easily enough later. He had another thought and caused a few sets of shelves to appear in the empty area to his right, each filled with magazines. He had only seen digital reproductions of a few since they were no longer published. For quite a while a few 'companies' had been publishing magazines of porn. They'd been frowned upon publicly and those who bought them kept them hidden, but they hadn't been illegal at the time. Now he had every one ever published with magical preservation. He caused several to be scattered on coffee tables around the house. Also knowing that there were quite a few people around the world who had their own created material, he caused their stashes to come - physical and digital (what computers weren't on the net). Until he thought of more, he was done for now.
In the garage sat his Mustang, a Harley and a van. Taking his car he drove off. It was nearing noon so he went to his favorite deli and got his usual large coffee and a couple sandwiches, with chips, then sat at an outside table. As he'd hoped, just after, the owner's sister had arrived with her 2 daughters. The older girl was 20, with brown hair just past her shoulders, brown eyes. She was very sexy. The younger sister hadn't gotten any sexiness. She was 18 but he didn't find her the least bit appealing. All 3 stopped with friendly smiles when they saw him.
"Hey, Sherry. Liz, Kerry." Both girls smiled at him
"Hi, Sam. I've noticed the haunted house is doing good," the mother said. Sam smiled.
"Nope. It's doing great. We really got a good one this year. Say, Sherry. I was wondering if I could borrow Liz for a while today?" Of course, he had put a spell on the 3. As soon as they were out of sight of Liz, they'd forget about her. He'd also be arranging things with their college - which had been closed this week unexpectedly.
"Sure, I don't see why not. She gets bored around here anyway."
"Mom! I don't get bored, bored. I'm just..."
"Regular bored," Sherry said with a smile. "Go with him, dear. Sam might have something fun for you." Sam scooted a chair closer to him with a smile and she sat down.
"Thanks," she said as her mother and sister went inside. "I love Auntie, but she really is kinda boring." Sam slid his hand along her inner thigh, and under her skirt. His spell on her made her accept his touch and kisses. And no one would notice even if he stripped her naked right there.
"No problem, hon." Sam leaned over and frenched her for a moment, giving her breast a brief fondle. "What I actually plan is to take you home to live with me. It's all arranged and everything you'll need is already there."
"Live with you?" Liz asked with surprise. Why?"
"Because I want you to. Now, I'll finish eating and we'll be going. Drink up, Liz." He'd made her soda appear and she began drinking. He took her home and upstairs.
"This is the shower room. And across the lounge area are the dorm and toilet area." He led her to the dorm. "You're the first one but I'll be getting 2 more girls here shortly."
"There are a lot of beds," Liz said. "How come?"
"This one's yours. There'll be a lot of girls here, Liz. Now, change into something I've provided for you then take a look around the house while I'm gone." He turned the girl to him and frenched her for a few moments then slapped her ass lightly. "I'll be back in a while." He drove to his former boss' house and just entered. There was already a lot of packing going on. Tom and Diane had been going at it all night without sleep, in fact - though they did stop for eating and eliminating. The girls were on the back patio, out of the way and waiting for him.
"How's it going, Tom?"
"Not bad. We're both pretty wore out but we wanted to get it all done at once. The girls are waiting for you."
I noticed. I'll just collect them and be off." The other man nodded. After getting in the car, he turned to the girls - both in front. With a smile he concentrated for a moment then released -though just a bit different from before. Sabrina now had orange-sized breasts and Ashley's were normal sized - He reached over and fondled each girl's breasts briefly and both smiled. "You're both going to be a lot of fun for me. Along with my other girls."
There'll be more girls living with you, Uncle Sam?" Sabrina asked. All of his girls would be calling him that.
"Certainly. One is there now and I'll be picking up others as I go." When he got home he showed them the dorm and introduced them to Liz. None of the girls he got would have their own clothes. He'd put in the clothes he wanted his girls to wear for college and such. They included several sexy lingere and bikinis, all of different styles. The lingere and sexier clothes would be worn, automatically, around the house. It wouldn't even occur to the girls not to choose something sexy. Liz was wearing a pair of tight shorts and half-tubetop. He pulled the top down and played with her breasts for a moment, causing her to blush, then put it back. "I'll be in my library for a while, girls. We'll be having pizza for dinner. Liz, show them around the place"
On the way back from getting Tom's daughters, an idea had occurred to him. He had often read the stories others have posted in a few places online. These were sex stories. A lot of them were plain garbage and not really worth the effort but some had been interesting. An old Wizard who lived near city and controlled a small town near his house - using it as kind of a 'storage'. Girls born in the town were also the Wizard's - and only girls were born there. Why Sam had thought about that particular story was because he now lived outside of city. There's no telling where the author had located the house or town - the small towns around city were some distance away. But he could put one in and make it so people living in the area had 'known' of it for a while. Sam didn't plan on doing that whole modeling thing the main character had done, but it was still a great idea.
He had thought about making his girls not age, but discarded that because he'd probably get bored with them sooner or later. Now having a place to put them would make it easier. And making it so they'd only have beautiful daughters gave him a 'supply' - though he intended on hunting for them also. Another thought occurred. There were former - and current - actresses he could get. In fact, those 2 stories had involved 2 he was particularly interested in. For now, he wanted to look into what the ring had put into that last link.
Sam clicked the ellipses after the list of men's names. The page changed but the men's names were there again. He clicked Neil's name, and again there were year-named links. He wondered if they had made a mistake on the site and duplicated the whole thing. With a shrug he clicked the most recent and the same list of girls. Now he shook his head in disgust and clicked Carrie's name. Surprisingly, this produced a long list of girl's names. Scrolling down, he didn't find Bree's name. He went back to the top and selected the first to find a text file, photo and 20 videos. The text file had information about the girl - mostly the same as he'd seen already - then he opened the photo and saw a beautiful, smiling girl. It had obviously been taken in Carrie's bedroom. He opened the first video.
It began in the kitchen with Neil (dressed) looking at the camera and holding a glass if juice.
"The new slut is ready for the real fun. This is the 2nd glass of juice Grandfather had designed." Carrie came in wearing her robe. She took the 2 glasses and left. "Now we wait." *Time-jump* Carrie returned naked.
"Andrea's ready, Daddy." She followed her step-father out with the camera following. On her bed was a naked girl in the trance state Sam recognized. Neil sat on the bed and played with the girl's breast.
"Andrea."
"Yes.
"You will believe everything I say any time you're in this trance state, Andrea. When only I say the word 'jonesing' you will return to this trance state.
"You will obey any order I give you. Any time Carrie tells you it's time to come over you will get permission from your parents and do so. You will never tell anyone what really happens to you while you're with me, in this house or anywhere I take you. Outside of my custody you will behave normally, as if nothing was wrong.
"When you awaken from this state you will mostly be your normal self. Once you are introduced to me you will have a small bit of fear but not know why. Anything I tell you to do you will be completely reluctant, though you will obey.
"Carrie will count to 3 then you will awaken." He nodded to his step-daughter then he and the camera left. He was shown sitting on the couch at one end then the view changed. "Are they on, whore?"
"All 4, husband."
"Good. Get in the bedroom and shut the door." Sam realized there must be 4 hidden cameras in the living room and the video edited as the views kept changing. The 2 girls, now dressed, came out of the bedroom.
"This is my step-dad," Carrie said as they entered the living room. "Daddy, this is Andrea." They were close and the man held out his hand.
"Hi," the girl said as she shook his hand, but seemed to hesitate at touching him
"Hello, Andrea. Have a seat here." He patted the couch beside him. "Let's talk for a bit." She sat where he had told her with Carrie on the other side. "Carrie tells me you're a pretty good actress in Drama."
"Yes, sir. Our teacher says I am."
"Hm. Have you ever worn a bikini?" She looked puzzled by the question.
"No, sir. My parents won't let me."
"Too bad. You might look good in one. In fact, let's check that. Stand up here and take your shirt and jeans off for me." Her eyes widened. "Now, Andrea." Glancing at her friend she stood reluctantly. "Right here in front of me." She was soon wearing only her bra and panties. "Face the other way." He leaned forward and she was startled when he squeezed her ass. "Now face me." Reaching out he took ahold of her panties and pulled them down.
"Mr. Baker! No!"
"Don't ever tell me no, you stupid slut. I'll do whatever I damn well want to you. And you," he said, looking at Carrie. "Get your ass naked, slut." He pulled Andrea's arm, making her kneel in front of him then undid his pants and pulled out his dick. As soon as Carrie was naked he grabbed her hair and pulled her over. "Suck it. You watch because you're next."
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Sam turned it off, laughing. He briefly wondered why Bree didn't have any. Then he figured she must have stopped going over too soon. Maybe using the dildo in her ass had been too much for her to accept with her 'friend' - especially since being fucked in the ass multiple times, whether she knew it or not, would have caused some pain. She wouldn't have known they'd been fucking her.
He knew he didn't want these people in his area - feeling a kind of claim on the city area. Though he could easily change a girl so she was completely virginal again - and would when he got Bree with nice breasts - he didn't want to have to constantly do that if he found a girl they'd already used. Though he would do it this time for a few of the local girls, just in case he wanted them. Carrie would have been nice to have, but she would be needed for what he planned to do.
Using his magic, Sam caused the photo and text file of every local girl they had used which would be within his interest to copy to a folder on his desktop - all named with the girl's name. Next, he went to the site and caused the removal of every file regarding those girls and Bree. He did the same on Carrie's computer. He had an SD card appear then put a text file named '!!!READ IMMEDIATELY!' on it:
Dear FBI person,
I won't tell you my name because I'm a hacker. But I hacked into this site below and was completely sickened by what they had. Under the folder 'Info' are numerous text files which will tell you where all these sex files are, what names they're using and pics of them. I also included one vid in the folder 'Video' which proves what I'm telling you. I really hope you get all these sick fucks!!!
Hacker person
Sam smiled, knowing how that's going to shake things up all over. And he still had all of their videos for his own enjoyment. Glancing at the time, it was still a couple hours until dinner so he drove into the city.
"Sam!" Bree exclaimed as she opened the door. He put a quick spell on her and she hugged him. "Come in. What are you doing here?"
"I decided to visit our regulars, and the few who I hope will become regulars."
"Me? Cool, I hope I will too. Come meet my parents." As soon as he saw them he put a spell on all 3. Her parents immediately ignored them and wouldn't remember having a daughter - nor would anyone they spoke to in person or on the phone. Bree stopped what she was about to say, waiting.
"Let's go," he said. Moments after getting in his car she was exactly how he wanted her to be and he frenched her for a moment before driving off. That night he had all 4 girls naked, in his bed, for a couple hours in a most wonderful orgy. He decided he'd make it so all of the girls he had living with him would enjoy the sex and doing things for him - like cleaning and cooking and bringing home other young girls for his enjoyment.
Sam used his computer to design the town. Since he could use magic he could actually make each building as it occurred to him. He even added houses surrounding, the 3 necessary college, 2 regular bars and a strip bar and a movie theater. There were all the basics of a town, of course. He'd use magic to get deliveries of goods started and the men who weren't working in the town directly - only a few would - would find work in city. The females would only work in the town - those who did work anyway. He figured the town he designed would be good for 3,000 people - he'd only put in a little over half right off and let things build up. He'd have to create it a few buildings at a time, each day, so he didn't over exert his magic. There'd be nothing on any maps and no official government record - of the town, or the people, but anyone living in the region would know it was there. And he'd put a magical barrier surrounding the town which would make sure anyone visiting wouldn't see anything out of the ordinary - such as only girls would be dancing at the strip bar.
It took just over 2 months for Sam to create the town and its barrier - he had made the protective barrier around his property first. After a few days rest, and fun, he figured out a name then sent out the magical call. There would be several families coming, but they would have only daughters according to his tastes - though some of the girls. He'll know as each gets close so he could greet them and set them up magically.
Those few men with jobs in town would get their house in order then just start working. Those men who would work in city would go find jobs - they'd have a spell on them which would get them hired quickly the first job they tried. Once enough people were here for certain town businesses, he would use magic to place orders in delivery companies for what was needed. And each of those businesses already had bank accounts to pay for those deliveries. Even the movie theater would have the latest movies to play. The 3 colleges - grade, middle and high - already had everything they needed for classes. They'd have a 'uniform' of tight, pull-on shorts and loose half-tees - for gym in the middle and high colleges they'd wear string bikinis. As did the church for services. Each house was stocked with food basics - and the college, bars and cafes. The database for post offices even had a record of the town and its addresses. All in all, Sam felt his town of Somerston was ready.
San came up with an idea, only then remembering it had been 'done' in a few stories he'd read. It wasn't something he could do remotely, he'd have to visit each college to set them up. But first he set up his system to see the signals that would be coming in and convert them to audio/visual, recording, on a dedicated drive, each in folders named for the college sub folders for each college would be date, then class period. He also created a program to easily view them. Once that was done he began visiting the middle and high colleges in the city area, going to the girls' locker rooms of each. Since he primarily went during the day, he used a spell on himself which made him virtually invisible.
He'd even done a bit of fooling around with a few girls if they happened to be changing when he got there. In each locker room he put up several magical spots in the most advantagous positions. Each of these spots would send their very high definition signals to his system. He was able to do several colleges each day since he had the addresses. At some point he might even expand beyond the area - his town now had them as well. When he was finished with that, he was ready for his next step.
So far sam had only the 1st 4 girls living with him. Each had brought home friends from their colleges a few times already. He had arranged for them to go to different middle colleges. A single bus picked them up and dropped them off at their college - which were close enough to each other to do quickly - then bring the girls home. Now he was ready to add a few more. These would be the celebrities he had chosen to start with. Ordinarily they'd be recognized - even though they'll be much better than they are currently - but he would put a spell on them so others would see only a similarity between them and their 'former' selves. He would also give them different last names and provide college records. The first he wanted was Emma Watson.
It didn't take much time to find her current address. Using the Google maps, street view, Sam located the area so he could transport himself, in his car, to the correct location. He drove to the condominuims, parking in the garage, then went up to hers. Sensing she wasn't home he simply entered to wait - helping himself to her wine coolers and her tv. It was a couple hours before she got home. Though he had turned the tv off when he sensed her approach, he remained on her sofa.
"Who are you?" Emma demanded. "And how did you get in here." Sam chuckled as he stood.
"I just walked in. As for who I am. You'll be calling me 'Uncle' Sam from now on. Until I get bored with you, that is."
"What the hell are you talking about. I'm calling Security." He put a spell on the woman, causing her to relax and smile.
"Are you ready to go then?" Sam asked as he stepped closer, giving her breast a squeeze.
"Of course," she replied. He offered his arm and she put hers through it then they left. As he transported, the change for Emma happened and she believed her name was Emma Wyatt. He parked in the garage, causing her closet and dresser to be filled with clothes, then took her to the dorm where he frenched her, fondling the sexy orange sized breasts.
He also brought in Brittney Spears, Ariel Winter, Alyssa Milano, Drew Barrymore, Phoebe Cates and Jennifer Jason Leigh. there will always be sexy girl stars to get.
As he had brought each in he had one of the first 4 show her around. Sam had put up a schedule just outside the dorm for cooking and cleaning - 4 doing chores with 3 off for that day. There was also a weekly menu in the kitchen they'd go by for his own meals - except lunch which he preferred to make his own sandwiches and throw a couple other items on the plate. They knew that if he was still in bed at breakfast, to serve him in bed - along with whichever girl(s) had slept with him. They could eat the same or whatever they liked.
His town was filling up rather nicely. The 2 preachers, Sheriff and Deputy were already at their positions, as were a few of the college staff - all of whom would be beautiful women. The strip bar - just outside of town - would be operated by women, a few of whose own daughters would be stripping there. Any girl would be given as 'wives' to men - whether the men already have a wife or not. They'd still complete high college, of course. Though Sam intended to have a bit of fun with them first. In the future, he intended on moving women over 40 out. There would be birth records so he could make sure no incest would occur. When any man becomes too old to have kids he'll be moved out. Replacement men could be brought in in those cases, as well as when a town man dies.
Throughout each day, when he was home, Sam 's girls would be going around the house, or the pool, wearing next to nothing. Often he would stop one from what she was doing and bend her over the nearest piece of furniture to fuck her - if he was swimming with any he would bend her over the side of the pool. The girls laughed or giggled as he bent them over, knowing their 'uncle' was going to fuck them in their asses or pussies.
With the magic he hadn't needed to worry about any mess of fucking their asses or taking a girl's virginity - nor did any of his girls have periods. It didn't matter to the girls that he had favorites. He usually had 1 or 2 girls sleep with him and more often it would be Brittney, Ariel, Drew, Emma or Alyssa - in combination or with one of the other girls. He decided that once a month he would have the girls clear a space in the living room after dinner then all would have an orgy while he watched. With his magic 'cam' spots all over the property, everything that happened got recorded.
"Uncle Sam?" Phoebe began one Tuesday afternoon - 3 weeks after he had brought her - after doing her homework. He was sitting at his desk, looking at some selfie videos of 2 sexy girls which had recently been posted - and quickly downloaded by his system.
"Yes, Phoebe?" She came to him with a smile and got on his lap.
"I wanted to ask the squad to stay over this weekend." She and a few other girls had easily gotten into cheerleading squads. Sam smiled, fondling her breasts.
"That's an excellent idea. I'd love to fuck the squad." Phoebe giggled. "I can pick you all up in the van Friday after college then take them home Sunday afternoon. Make sure you're all wearing the uniforms."
"Okay. I can't wait!" He already had their addresses so gave each a visit to make sure the parents agreed easily.
Using magic, Sam tracked the addresses of where those videos had been made - then looked them up on Google maps. He accessed the girl's electronics - smartphones and computers - and found similar videos of them partially or fully naked so copied them over. He also had all their information. Both girls were very sexy - though the girl with golden blonde hair was more so. He decided to add them to his girls but wanted them to disappear dramatically. He took his van out shortly after midnight and transported to the first location. For this one he would take her from her own bed, allowing her to struggle enough to make it look like a kidnapping. After getting Lisa outside he calmed her down and put her in the front seat then drove off. The next afternoon he went for the 2nd beauty.
As he transferred to just outside her college driving, just past the edge of the property, he cast a spell so anyone who saw him would see -looking, muscular man, and his van now looked grey and somewhat rusted. The line of busses was just behind him so plenty of kids and the teachers monitoring them would see. He knew where her house was and since it was only a few blocks away she'd be walking. He saw the golden blonde hottie walking from the building, waving to some of her friends. Natalie was wearing her cheerleader uniform. As she neared, Sam made sure she wouldn't be immediately suspicious and got out. He went around and opened the sliding door then suddenly turned and grabbed her.
Friday afternoon he parked in the area for picking up students at Phoebe's college. Since his van wasn't known here, one of the teachers came up to his door.
"Hello, sir," the woman said. "Are you a parent?"
"Uncle. My niece Phoebe Conner goes here."
"Your name please?"
"Sam," he said, pulling out his ID. She held up her walkie talkie and spoke into it.
"Thank you, sir. I just had to be sure."
"No problem," he said with a smile. "I'm glad you're doing it." The bell rang and students started coming out. It was almost 20 minutes before Phoebe and her squad came from around the side and he honked his horn. She waved happily and the squad came running over.
"Hi, Uncle Sam!" Phoebe exclaimed through the open window. She opened the back door for the squad then the front and got in. As the other girls entered, smiling, she introduced them. Every one was a beauty - though he knew some colleges around the country were making sure cheerleader selections were a bit more 'relaxed'. He pulled into his garage and everyone got out. His girls all knew to wear only regular clothes for the afternoon. He also made sure the squad didn't question the dorm - which they'll be sleeping in - or that there were so many different girls living here and calling him 'uncle'.
"Take them upstairs so they can deposit their bags, honey. I'll have snacks and drinks ready in the living room."
"Okay, Uncle Sam. This way." The girls were all talking away as they came down. Sam was waiting in the library. Phoebe turned on the large screen tv as they all sat around the coffee tables pushed together in the middle of the room. After a few minutes he went out.
The girls were made to ignore him and whoever he selected. They wouldn't even notice when one was missing. Only she would notice him as he tapped her shoulder then come with him. Other than making sure she ultimately obeyed and not fight back too much, he wouldn't change her behavior just yet. He also removed their body hair - changing their memories about it. His girls would be going in and out as they normally would, sometimes talking to Phoebe and her 'friends'.
"Karen," he said as he tapped her shoulder.
"Yes, Mr. Sam?"
"Come with me for a bit. I want to talk with you privately."
"Sure." He led her to his bedroom. "Why are we going in here?"
"It's a bit more private." He closed the doors and went to sit on his bed, having her sit next to him, then turned to her. "I'll bet you've been told how beautiful you are."
"Uh, yeah. Sometimes." She looked a bit worried.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, sir. What's this about?" With a smile he put a hand on her back, sliding it up and down. "I think I should go back."
"No, Karen. Not quite yet." He leaned over, clamping his hand on her other arm then his other hand went to hold her chin.
" What are you doing?" Though her voice had been loud, his bedroom was sound-proof when the doors were closed.
"Having a bit of fun." He put his lips to hers then frenched her. After the kiss he took her arm and shook her with a leer. "Now you listen real good. I'm going to do what I want with you whether you like it or not. So you just do exactly what I say and it'll be much easier on you. Got it?"
"Hush it. Stand here with your arms at your sides." Slowly he removed her uniform then her bra and panties. She was trembling by the time she was naked. Sam slid his hands over her body, handling her breasts.
"Such nice tits," he said then pulled her against him and moved his mouth over them. Then he said the girl to her knees and took out his dick.
"That's it, girl," Sam said as his dick pushed into her mouth. "Time for you to learn how to suck cock like a good girl." He fucked the girl's mouth for a couple minutes before cumming inside then pulled out with a chuckle. "I've always wanted a virgin cheerleader. Now I have 5 of you. We''ll do more later. Get dressed." She wouldn't be saying anything to the others, but she'll be more subdued and her friends won't notice until he had touched each. One by one he brought the girls in and did the same to each. He provided pizza and sodas for them and his girls - who ate on the patio since the weather was warm.
"Now then," he began with a smile after the cheerleaders had eaten. None of them except Phoebe was happy to see him in front of them. "Time for a bit of fun. I've enjoy each of you, one at a time. So now Phoebe and I will take each of you girls in turn to my bedroom where we're going to have even more fun. Phoebe, pick one of your friends." She got up and put her hand on a girl's shoulder. "Come, Sarah. You're first to lose your virginity."
You'll be fucked anyway so come on." She took the girl's arm and pulled her up. After each was fucked, she returned to the others naked and Phoebe selected another. That night Phoebe and 2 of the girls slept with him - spending over 2 hours in an orgy with the 3 girls. The next day they spent completely naked and were frightened whenever each girl saw him because he'd bend her over the furniture and fuck her pussy from behind. Saturday night the other 3 slept with him.
Phoebe had been over to each girl's home and had taken fun and innocent photos of herself with them in their bedrooms - making sure to get plenty of shots of the bedrooms. All of his girls had done the same thing with their friends. Sunday morning he had 2 of the cheerleaders get in their uniform. He had chosen these 2 because they were sexy. He took them down into his sub-basement which now looked like the bedroom of one of the girls. Both were startled by this. Both girls had smartphones and computers in their rooms. Without a word he left the room and closed the door then used magic to make them play out the scene he wanted.
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"Are you sure your parents won't be home for a while?" Tabitha asked nervously.
"Of course. Mom's playing bridge with her friends and Dad has this big business meeting." She faced her friend then frenched her for a moment.
"Okay then. Get the stands Carlos gave you. I'll put my phone over here." There were 2 stands in the closet which were made to hold smartphones as video cameras. Karen handed one to her friend then set her phone up on the other side. "Do you think he'll like it?"
"2 girls making out and having lesbian sex? Are you kidding?" Both girls giggled. "Is yours on?"
"Yeah."
"Let's start with sitting first." Both sat on the end of the bed. "Oh! I almost forgot. I chatted with Carlos the other day. He wants us to meet him behind the old gas station Saturday at 1."
"He's coming to city? Why?"
"He wants to take us somewhere to show us something special. He said it was a surprise and he'll be driving his van."
"Okay. Let's do this."
The 2 teens began making out, playing with each other's breasts and sliding their hands up their skirts. Within 10 minutes they were taking each other's uniforms off then moved back on the bed and made out in their bras and panties. Those soon came off then they got into serious lesbian activities. For almost 20 minutes they continued. Then they got off the bed and jiggled their breasts for their own cameras saying, "We hope you liked it, Carlos! We love you!" They turned off their phones and Sam made Karen ready for her 'chats' and brought Tabitha out, putting in front of a computer like hers with a mock-up of her bedroom behind her.
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Some of those chats will be 3-way with Carlos and both girls but Karen will have the initial contact. He caused the videos to move to the desktop of his computer in folders with their names. Nothing would be done yet, but when his town got it's Sheriff and Deputy, those 2 would each be getting a 'wife'. Sam intended on using each at least once more first. At some point he would put the video and some 'chats' from each girl onto her computer and the video back on her phone. The 'chats' which would be 'automatically recorded' on their computers he was preparing now. The girls will meet up at Tabitha's the Saturday he decided was the right time and just disappear after leaving the house. He'll change their facial features a bit, of course. He would be playing 'Carlos' in the chats, making himself look half black, half Mexican, about 30, with a slight Mexican accent.
The chats with Karen would start out innocent, talking about her college, his work and whatnot. She would mention her cheerleading squad and how her friend Tabitha would be so jealous if she knew about him. After several of these they began to get more sexual - 'Carlos' grooming the sexy teen. Within a few more he had talked her into getting naked for him. After a couple of these Carlos would ask about Tabitha - during previous chats Karen mentions her friend occasionally. He wanted to know if she would be willing to do a 3-way chat and how far she'd go with it. Karen giggles and tells him that Tabitha would probably love it. He asks her to have Tabitha get on during their next chat but not tell her about the nudity just yet.
When Tabitha is on for the first few chats, Carlos keeps it cool to 'feel' her out about the nudity and Karen plays along. Then he begins with sexual innuendos, causing Tabitha to blush. But she also smiles and sometimes gives her breast a squeeze. Then he gets both girls to undress for him and even do some sexual touching of themselves.
Sam cut it off at that point, each of the chat videos having been recorded into the girls' folders. When the time came he would select one of the chat sites and make records of the private chats over a 2-month period - also putting the histories of visits to the site on the girl's computers.
As Sam drove out of the garage - he and Phoebe taking the girls home - he made the squad forget the sexual escapades they had been subjected to. Instead they remember having a great time - and even the movies they watched. Phoebe's uncle was pretty cool and hardly even seen during the weekend. And all the girls would love to stay over again sometime. Phoebe would, of course, invite each for overnight. When those occured the girl would remember what had happened as soon as they came into the house - and forget again when leaving.
Stay overs and weekend girls' parties were a regular occurance with all of Sam's girls. He had a nearly constant flow of fresh, naked girls. When his Sheriff and Deputy got to town, Sam had Phoebe suggest to Karen and Tabitha to meet her at the library after college. He approached the girls then made them want to meet at Tabitha's that Saturday at 12:30 then, dressed in their regular clothes, they'd go to the old gas station a few blocks away where Sam would pick them up - he and his van would look different, of course. Their computers will have been prepared by then and after driving off he would change their features.
The girls got into his van without a word, sitting in the back, and he drove off. After changing them physically he made the mental changes. Neither would remember their past exactly, especially about having lived in city or what college had gone to. They would know that they would become someone's wife and were expected to treat their husbands with respect and obedience - as well as continuing their college. He drove the whole way to his town and parked in front of the station then led the girls inside.
"Mr. Sam," the Deputy greeted with a smile. He'd been sitting on the receptionist desk, talking pleasantly with her. "What can we do for you?"
"I'd like to speak with you and the Sheriff for a bit, Steven."
"Sure thing. He's in his office." Sam and the, now shy, girls followed him then Sam closed the door.
"What's this, Mr. Sam?" the Sheriff asked curiously.
"Dan, this is Karen. Steven, this is Tabitha. I thought it was time they got married off and wanted to give them to you both as wives."
"Whoa!" Steven exclaimed. "Seriously, sir?"
"Absolutely. Girls, go to your new husbands." The girls did so and stood meekly in front of the surprised men. "I expect you 2 will have a busy night."
"Or several," Dan said as he ran his hand along Karen's arm. "I think you've just made my century, sir." Sam chuckled.
"That's what I do, gentlemen. The girls know how to cook and clean also. I'll see you around."
He stopped at the strip bar for a few beers and a private dance. There was only one room for that, reserved for only him. Other patrons - which at this time of day were 8 - could get lap dances from the beauties but weren't allowed to touch at all. For his dance he chose 2 girls. And, of course, he could do whatever he wanted with them. He drank his beer as the 2 girls danced and stripped for him, each rubbing her ass against his covered dick. They also kissed and slid their hands over each other. After they were naked, Sam had them lay on the couch together then began touching them for a while. He hadn't fucked the girls this time - though sometimes did.
While the trials of the ring - all in different states - hadn't been made public, Sam had found out when and where they'd be held and put his magic 'cam' spots in each courtroom. Each was recorded as they occured, and for as long as they lasted, and he and his girls watched them all.
Right from the beginning, each of the defendant lawyers looked beaten. They seemed to try their best but knew their clients were toast. None of the trials lasted for more than 3 days and there'd been no juries. Not one of the men walked out of the courtrooms with less than 5 life sentences and no possibility of parole. There'd been no mention of girl's names, of course, but quite a few girls in some of city's colleges- and he figured in the other cities - were taken out of college. Those girls which Sam had removed from the site, he had already used a few times - having replaced their virginity. The older ones had been given as 'wives' to town men and the others as 'daughters' to couples/families in the town.
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