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Michael Reine sat at his desk with a coffee and checked his emails just as he did every weekday morning. It was a dull job that would never change the world but he was ok with that. It paid the bills.
An email from his friend and colleague Matt caught his eye. “Check this out” it said in the subject. Matt was always sending him porn and usually it was something disgusting that they would laugh about together at the water cooler later. He double-clicked the attachment and wasn’t disappointed. His screen was immediately filled with a woman’s shaved genitals, and he watched as she reached down and stretched out her unusually dangly inner labia. Michael guffawed. Dirty bitch. Some women had no shame. Then the woman in the video stepped back from the camera and Michael spat coffee all over his monitor. It was his daughter Casey!
He looked around the background of the footage in disbelief at first, but sure enough it was Casey’s old bedroom in his own house. It was her. There was no denying it. The video kept playing and he thought he should have felt angry. Instead he started thinking about the countless nappies he had changed on that same body when she was a baby. How he’d held her tiny body in his arms as she cried until he put a bottle in her mouth. Her first steps. How he’d taught her to ride a bike and how overjoyed she’d been to get her first one that Christmas morning. Playing catch in the backyard, and hide and seek around the house. The memories came flooding back and a tear rolled down his cheek.
He was about to close and delete the video when something caught his eye. He went back to the start when she had first stepped in view of the camera and he watched it again. Something wasn’t right. Sure she was smiling… but there was also a haunted look in her eyes. She was acting! And she wasn’t happy about it!
He Googled her name and quickly found her website. There were subscriber-only sections but also a lot of free content which seemed to be clips from webcam footage. He clicked on the oldest one and watched as Casey lay on her bed looking at her phone as she slowly undressed and started masturbating. Again, her eyes were telling a different story to what she was actually doing. Perhaps only a father could tell, but something was definitely wrong here. She was scared and humiliated, and something on the screen of that phone was the key to it all. He downloaded the video and put it on a USB stick along with the video Matt had emailed to him.
Later when he got home, he called his wife Sue over to his laptop.
“Sue, there’s something you need to see,” he began. “Did you know Casey has been doing porn?”
“I suspected something like that,” Sue replied sadly. “I saw her walking around naked at the supermarket being photographed one day. It didn’t seem to be something above board. I was disappointed in her but I moved on. She’s out of our lives now anyway.”
“I think we’ve made a terrible mistake Sue. Look at this.”
Michael played the video he had downloaded from Casey’s website.
“OMG Michael!” Sue gasped in shock. “You’re her father! How could you look at something like that?”
“Jesus Sue, I’m not looking at that. Look at her eyes. She’s clearly terrified. Look at how she keeps looking at her phone. Someone is making her do that stuff.”
“OMG, you’re right!” Sue acknowledged. She started to cry. “What have we done Michael? Who would do that to our baby girl?”
“Is Casey’s phone still under our family plan?” Michael asked. “Maybe we could get the records and find out?”
“Yes, it is,” Sue remembered. “Casey, or rather Jolene’s been paying the bills since she moved out but we still have access to the account. I’ll call the phone company tomorrow and see if we can get all the records.”
A few days later they poured over the text records. Almost all of them from around that time were from the same number and they confirmed what they had feared. Casey had been blackmailed and some of the texts indicated that the blackmailer had something on Jolene, and they were using whatever that was to force Casey to degrade herself. The penny dropped almost immediately.
“IT’S FUCKING JOLENE!” Michael shouted.
“Oh no, it can’t be,” Sue responded in disbelief. “She was always a bit self-centred and narcissistic but she wouldn’t go this far would she? Especially not to her own sister?”
“Well, look at who’s benefitting from this chain of events Sue! Look at where Casey’s living now and what she’s doing. Do you want to see her website? Jolene manipulated her into Indenturing to her and now she’s pimping her out as an Internet whore.”
Sue started crying again.
“Oh poor Casey!” Sue cried in despair. “What do we do now? Do we call the police or what?”
“Police should definitely get involved but there’s one problem we need to solve first,” Michael said.
“What’s that?” asked Sue.
“All this evidence is circumstantial,” Michael replied. “While we can show Casey was blackmailed, we can’t prove it was Jolene. We need to aksu escort get that phone.”
“But how do we do that Michael? Jolene’s bound to have covered her tracks.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Michael responded. “Remember what she was like as a teenager? All the lies and what she did to that boy she was seeing by stalking him and tracking his emails? She nearly ruined his life. It was all impulse and she was so overconfident that she never considered for a moment that she might get caught or anyone would stop her, and it was her carelessness that did put a stop to it in the end. I’d almost put money down that she still has the phone somewhere. We have to be careful though. If we tip her off or she gets a whiff that something’s up, it’ll definitely disappear.”
“So how do we do that?” Sue asked.
“Obviously we have to talk to Casey. She’s the only one close enough to find out, but we need to talk to her anyway even if we can’t get her out. She needs to know that we know what happened and that we still love her.”
*****
Casey was more than a little surprised when her phone rang and the caller ID indicated it was her parents’ land line. What could her mother want now? They hadn’t spoken since Casey had moved out.
“Casey, it’s your Dad. Can we talk?”
Her father called her? Holy fuck! Casey assumed he’d discovered her porn career and braced herself for the inevitable rant.
“I guess so Dad. What’s up?”
“Is Jolene around?” he asked.
“Um… she’s busy,” Casey replied. “But I can go get her if you like?”
“No. Sorry, I mean I don’t want her to know I’m talking to you.”
“Oh ok. I can go out into the back yard I guess. Hold on a sec’.” Casey moved out onto the back deck and closed the door behind her. “Ok, go.”
“Ok, I’ll be quick. Your Mum and I know the truth of what happened now, and first of all I want to say that we’re both really sorry.”
WTF?
“Oh Dad…” Casey began.
“Shoosh pumpkin,” Michael cut in. “We’ll have to save a proper apology for another day. We shouldn’t talk long and I don’t want you getting all emotional and tip Jolene off about what I’m about to tell you.”
“Ok…”
“We know Jolene blackmailed you using text messages, and we think we can get you out.”
“You know?” Casey asked in disbelief.
“Well, we know enough. What we need is the phone she used. Have you seen another phone anywhere?”
“Um… No I haven’t. I can ask her wife though?” Casey suggested.
“She married a woman? Sheesh! Why am I not more surprised?” Michael responded with an obvious eye-roll in his tone. “Ok, look. We better cut this short so I’ll leave it there. See what you can do, and if you find it call me back when it’s safe ok?”
“Ok Dad, sure,” Casey replied.
“Now I need you to do one more thing,” Michael continued. “I want you to walk back inside and act really angry. Then tell me to get fucked in a loud voice and hang up.”
“Dad!”
“Just do it Casey ok? Really lay it on thick. I expect Jolene’s monitoring everything you do so you need an excuse for this phone call. If she asks, tell her I found your website and I called to give you a dressing down about it.”
“Ok Dad, you asked for it,” Casey warned.
“Go for it pumpkin.”
She re-entered the house as her father suggested.
“DAD YOU CAN GO GET FUCKED OK? I DON’T WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN. YOU CAN KEEP YOUR BULLSHIT TO YOURSELF IN FUTURE!”
Casey then pretended she was about to throw her phone across the room and at the last moment decided against it, shaking it in anger instead.
“Holy shit Casey,” Cassandra asked in surprise. “What was that all about?”
Casey noticed Jolene had stuck her head out of the bedroom door to see what all the commotion was about.
“Fucking Dad!” Casey replied. “He found my website and rang me up to give me an ear-bashing about it.”
“Fair enough then,” Cassandra nodded. “I probably would have given him a whole lot more than that.”
Casey noticed Jolene smile and walk back into her room. Her father’s ruse had worked!
She wasn’t sure how she felt about what her father had told her though. While she was glad that her parents now knew the truth of what had happened, she didn’t want her life to change. She liked the life she had now. Becoming a fulltime nudist was her worst nightmare in the beginning but she had made her peace with it and now she found it exhilarating and freeing. She had a mission to expose and destroy the patriarchy while promoting female sexuality and body positivity. Even the porn wasn’t without its perks, and for the most part even enjoyable. Altogether it had changed her outlook on life and broadened her horizons.
However, while she had been happy to develop a relationship with her sister, Jolene had changed everything recently. Her narcissism had reached new heights with demanding that the girls now call her ‘Mistress’ and stand at attention in front of her whenever antalya escort she snapped her fingers. Not to mention the clit piercings and the spankings the other night, which Casey suspected wouldn’t be the last. She was becoming a tyrant and it was making everything unpleasant. The clit piercings weren’t exactly awful as it turned out, but the way the girls had been forced to get them was. But the worst was the spankings. They may well be Indents but they weren’t children! Casey knew what her sister was like, so while it made her angry, she could get over it. Cassandra on the other hand hadn’t been the same since. That was evil. Jolene gone too far and something had to be done to reign her back in.
This couldn’t just be Casey’s decision alone though. This affected Cassandra as well. Both of them were now permanent nudists and had produced a plethora of pornography on the Internet. None of that could ever be changed. Taking Jolene out might fuck all of that up and leave them destitute and naked for the rest of their lives. What would happen to their Indentures if Jolene went to jail? Would they be re-sold to someone else? Maybe it was a case of ‘better the devil you know’ and just to put up with Jolene’s bullshit? She would need to discuss it with Cassandra. This had to be a joint decision, assuming that phone still existed and Cassandra knew where it was. When could she get Cassandra alone to talk about all this though?
Later in the day Casey heard the sound of a very noisy V8 engine outside the house which could only be one person. She rushed outside excitedly to greet Greg and check out his work. If the new supercharger sticking out of the bonnet wasn’t completely obvious, the noise it made sure was. Greg gave it a little rev and she heard the distinctive whining from the drive pulleys. She put her hands over her ears and Greg smiled in response. At last he switched off the engine and stepped out to give her a hug. She instinctively put her hand on his crotch while they were kissing and noticed he wasn’t wearing his chastity cage.
“Oh hello, what’s going on here?” she lightly scolded. She had the key so he shouldn’t have been able to get out of it.
“Oh I’m so sorry babe,” Greg replied sheepishly. “It was driving me nuts so I had to cut it off.”
“How do you mean?”
“It was giving me a rash and it started getting seriously whiffy down there. It was like a little penis terrarium and I couldn’t get it properly clean.” Greg admitted.
“Eww, gross. Fair enough I suppose,” Casey responded with some disappointment. “Maybe we should try a metal cage style one next time? We know what size you are now and that should be easier to maintain so it never has to come off until I want it to?”
“Yeah maybe,” Greg considered, getting slightly hard at the thought.
“Never mind for now. We’ll talk about it later,” Casey added.
“So what’s this then?” Greg asked while touching Casey’s new piercing.
“Do you like it?” Casey asked. “It was Jolene’s idea. Cassandra has one too.”
“It’s fucking hot!” Greg replied with a smile. “Just when I think you can’t get any more awesome, you go ahead and do something like this!”
“Yeah, I kinda like it too,” Casey agreed while looking down at it.
“Does it hurt?”
“Not really. It stung a bit for the first day but it’s not too bad now. It might be a few weeks before it’s completely healed though.”
“I’ll have to go easy on you for a while then,” Greg suggested with a smile.
“Nah, it should be ok. It hasn’t been worrying me doing the cam work at least anyway.”
“So, do you like the blower?” Greg asked while sweeping his hand towards his car.
“It’s very shiny, and noisy,” Casey replied. “Was it a lot of work?”
“Fucking shit-tonnes as it turned out. I had to cut a bigger hole in the bonnet and there were other clearance issues to deal with. One of the pistons was rooted so I had to get a whole new set. I don’t think I’ve slept more than a couple of hours in the last three days.”
Just then Amelia rode up on her bicycle, interrupting the conversation.
“Amelia!” Casey squealed.
“Hey Casey. Hi Greg.” Amelia responded.
“Hey girl,” Greg replied. “I gotta go take a shower so I’ll catch up with you two inside later.”
Amelia immediately noticed Casey’s new jewellery.
“OMG Casey, what have you done now?” she laughed.
“Do you like it?” Casey asked. “It was Jolene’s idea. Cassandra got one too.”
“Did it hurt?” Amelia asked.
“A little when it first went in but not as much as I thought it might,” Casey admitted. “It’s ok now.”
“You know what? At first I thought it looked painful but I’m starting to think now that it looks kind of cute. Maybe I’ll get one too one day…”
“You do you Amelia,” Casey laughed. “So have you come around for more nude time? Everyone’s here today.”
“Yeah, I was thinking about it,” Amelia admitted, “but now I’m feeling a bit chicken.”
“There’s antalya otele gelen escort nothing to be afraid of,” Casey assured her. “You’re amongst friends here. Would you like me to bring everyone up to speed first while you undress in my bedroom again? That way you can just walk out when you’re ready and they’ll all be expecting it so there won’t be any surprises.”
“Um…”
“Well you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Casey replied, sensing her reluctance.
“No, I want to. Um…. No fuck it, let’s do what you said and just get it over with,” Amelia decided.
All the girls were soon sitting around the dining table drinking coffee while chatting and looking at their phones. Greg finally finished showering and joined them, which was Casey’s cue to introduce Amelia’s nudity experiment to them all. Casey looked at Amelia for a final confirmation and she nodded her agreement. She then got up to undress in Casey’s bedroom as she had last time, leaving Casey to prepare everyone.
“Um… just so you all know,” Casey began. “Amelia’s been experimenting with nudity and I’ve invited her to join us here so she can do that amongst friends whenever she wants. Is that ok?”
“Yeah, fine with me,” Cassandra replied with a shrug.
“Sure,” Jolene added.
“I’m ok with it,” Greg chimed in, more than happy for there to be another nude girl around, especially if it was Amelia. He had often wondered what she looked like naked.
“Ready when you are Amelia,” Casey called out.
“Ta dah!” Amelia said with a big smile and a pose as she re-entered the room.
Everyone smiled. Greg even clapped.
Amelia felt really self-conscious at first but settled a bit as she sat back down and everyone resumed what they were doing. Jolene kept looking at her in a thoughtful way though.
“So have you considered doing cam work at all Amelia?” Jolene asked.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Amelia replied honestly. “For now I’m just following Casey’s lead and experimenting with my personal freedom. That’s enough for me for now.”
“Sure, sure,” Jolene replied. “You come and see me if you ever change your mind though.”
“Yeah, no worries,” Amelia responded with a slightly embarrassed smile. “I know where to find you.”
Casey and Cassandra looked at each other with big eyes to express their horror at that idea. They couldn’t let Amelia fall into Jolene’s clutches. At least not without her knowing exactly what she would be getting into. Casey also wondered when she would get a chance to talk to Cassandra about what her father had told her. An opportunity to do both was about to present itself while they were all eating lunch.
Jolene took a bite of her sandwich and then spat it back into her hand.
“Motherfucker…” she said as she looked at what she had just spat out. “I just broke a molar. Shit! Cass, can you call the dentist for me and get me an appointment?”
“Yes Mistress,” Cassandra replied.
Greg gave Casey a puzzled expression hearing Cassandra call Jolene ‘Mistress’. Casey rolled her eyes in response.
“They have a cancellation and can fit you in in about an hour if you like. Will that do?” Cassandra said to Jolene after speaking to them for a few minutes.
“Perfect!” Jolene told her.
As Jolene left for her appointment, Casey knew this was her opportunity. She wasn’t sure it was a good idea for Greg and Amelia to learn the truth as well, as much as she wanted them to know it though. Greg was fiercely protective of her and could react badly, maybe even violently. Amelia was just coming out of her shell and being more accepting of her body. If she learned Casey had been coerced into becoming a nudist against her will, it might ruin that for her. Still, she needed to know what Jolene was like before she got in too deep with her, and Jolene rarely left the girls alone for any length of time to allow a conversation like this to happen. It was now or possibly never.
“Guys, I need to tell you all something and it isn’t good,” Casey began. “Jolene tricked me into becoming a nudist and doing porn. It wasn’t my decision.”
Ok, it was out there now. There was no taking that back.
“What do you mean Casey?” Greg asked.
“She blackmailed me Greg. She gave me a story about how she was dealing drugs and a cop had all the evidence and was blackmailing her. One of the things he wanted from her was my phone number. Then I started getting all these texts making me expose myself and do sex stuff, with the threat that if I didn’t do it he would take the evidence he had on Jolene and have her arrested, but it was her all along.”
“What the fuck!” Cassandra exclaimed.
“Why didn’t you tell us Casey?” Amelia asked in shock.
“I wasn’t allowed to. That was one of the rules,” Casey explained. “I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone that I was being forced to do it. I had to claim it was all me, and then it wasn’t long before there was also heaps of photos and videos of me doing degrading things to myself, and I was under threat that it would all be sent to my parents and everyone at the whole school if I didn’t keep doing it. All I could do was hope and pray that it would all blow over quickly, and I also wanted to save you being in pain Amelia. It wasn’t like there was anything you could do to help, and I only met Greg after it had all started.”