Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers Part 2 It had been a week since we had visited Johnny’s Spy Store for the first time, and what a week it’s been. A lot had changed. Johnny helped us install all of the high tech surveillance equipment in Mr. Dudley’s house. The deep web page that was dedicated to tracking our exploits with my sister Kayleigh was set up the following day, thanks to a lot of hard work from Johnny and I. This was my holy grail, I wanted to make sure this page was a masterpiece. To describe an idea of the user experience of what we had created: As the users loaded Johnny’s dark web site main page filled with all of the different categories of hidden cameras and voyeurism, there were banner like ad’s on each side of the main page with pictures of Kayleigh. They were wholesome pictures, the one on the right was her yearbook picture. The one on the left was a picture of her in a dress at a school dance. She looked gorgeous of course, but wholesome. After several seconds the pictures would change. One picture changed to one that was of her couple sucking a dick in front of her (mine) while having another (Vlad’s) in her hands. The other was one of her getting railed from behind by Mr. Dudley, with her cum stained face up close to the camera. The caption on each picture read “Click here to see this hot teen get tricked into becoming homemade a sex slave by her brother! Follow her every move! XXX” No matter what link the user clicked on, these banners stayed on the web page. Johnny knew that this was going to be the centerpiece of his website, and he wanted to divert as much traffic to it as he could. When the user clicked the link, the web page changed to one dedicated to teen our story. The main feature on this page was a slide show amateur of pictures of Kayleigh. It started with the one of her in Johnny’s shop, chained on a leash, collapsed on the ground with jizz all over her face and tits. It cycled through automatically to pictures of her licking cum off of her tits, getting fucked up the ass, pussy and mouth at the same time at Johnny’s shop, licking cum off the floor at Mr. Dudley’s, and having an orgy at my house with my friends. The faces of asian all people other than Kayleigh were blurred completely. Johnny had a face recognition feature on his software which by default blurred out all faces other than the girl he wanted to focus on, for obvious reasons. As the user scrolled below the story started. It read "How would it be if you pretended to be the wife...and... walked out here for a swim... to find hubby balls deep in another teen woman?" She slowly pulls it out halfway and starts to push it back in. With asian my free hand, I drape it around the back of her neck, pulling her lips against mine. Ellen asks as she walks back towards us. She finished taking her dress off as my pants also were now also fully off. Leaning forward, I inspected her reamed pud more closely and it was already looking red raw as it winked at me under a layer of goop. The second Lieutenant that tried to pull her off the first received a silent kick to the face, knocking him to the ground. The alert came up. homemade And your continued visits almost every year thereafter were a prime reason that I suggested you as the next house manager. “Don’t be silly Emma; you know that you love it when I spank your bare butt.” Clara said. That, evidently, was step one. He had never excelled at academic work, and a number of poor performances at the white board when being tested on his homework by couple Mr. Jones, the math teacher, had so far earned him 15 demerits. Okay teach, on your hands and knees and bark like a dog," Sally giggled. He slowly took his work keys out of his pocket and tossed them on the conference room table. Still, she seemed obsessed with that goddam phone as if, as long as she continued fooling around with her phone, she didn't have to acknowledge our little sexual game. Maybe Mark's sister could be the next Christina Model? She grabs my arm as I go to turn away. "Yes Mistress." we replied in perfect unison. Wouldn't it be even hotter knowing you have the power to make me suffer here alone? His balls twitched in my massaging grip. “Yeah, but I missed amateur you more,” She said while slowly jerking his cock to life. Since my wife’s wrists were tied behind her back, all she could do was slide her head back and forth on the wiry man’s erection. That way anyone using their phone could scan the pattern and pull up her slavery record. As we finished our meal, Perez suggested that we head to the cigar bar.