After work, Lucinda messaged the creeper telling him what she knew and begging to see whatever he had planned for Abbie.
To her surprise, he told her to be at the AirB&B at 845 exactly and she could help. He then sent detailed instructions of what he wanted her to do.
The next couple of hours flew. She arrived back at the house and found the front door unlocked.
Inside, the lights were off everywhere except the living room which was lit by a floor lamp and the slight blue glow of the TV on the wall.
Lucinda sat on the couch, waiting for Abbie who arrived at exactly 9pm.
Abbie walked in and closed and locked the front door behind her. She looked startled to see Lucinda.
"Hey, Will is on the TV."
Abbie looked over, realising it was another video conference with no camera at the creep's end.
"Hi, Abbie. Have a seat next to Lucy. I asked her to be here for you in case you needed her support."
"Thank you, Sir." She sat down, taking Lucinda's hand and squeezing it for reassurance.
"I wanted to meet you tonight to show you a few things and to be clear about where you stand. Shall I begin?"
"Ok, Sir."
The TV screen showed a picture of a field and a screenshot of a contract.
"You and Al used insider info to steal money from your company and then you helped him skim more money by approving purchase orders from his company for work that wasn't done. That's how I found you and Al."
"Thanks to your obedience, I also now have evidence that you are a drug mule, prostitute and satanist who has had sex with her boss and sucked off her boss' son, and had sexual relations with her staff."
As he spoke, he put up pictures and video clips on the screen.
"So, if I want to, I can get you fired, put in jail, sued, ruin your career or all of the above. And that doesn't cover what your reputation would be like with your extended family, friends and neighbours."
"Have I missed anything, Abbie?"
"No, Sir." She looked completely despondent. However much she had rationalised what was going on, seeing it all laid out together illustrated how trapped she and Al were.
"Actually, I have. Is there any part of your life I haven't changed yet?"
She swallowed. "No, Sir. You've done something with almost everything I can think of."
"Everything?"
She furrowed her brow. Thinking.
"Yeah..."
A video appeared on the screen. It was her daughter Katrina talking about how she enjoyed having sex with her "daddy." She never mentioned Al by name, but the room she was in looked like their basement.
Abbie's stomach churned.
A heavily edited sex scene followed. Even though the guys face was never shown, it was obvious to Abbie that it wasn't Al with her daughter. But, to someone who didn't know Al as well as she did, it would put doubt in their mind. It would ruin Al and force him to prove his innocence. The effort would ruin their family.
She was already imagining lascivious headlines and social media posts. It would take ages to repair it and once her daughter's video went online, it would be there forever, following her.
Abbie was numb with shock. No mother should ever have to watch their daughter have sex--especially when it was made to look like incest.
"So, *almost* everything now?" Ed internationally emphasised the word almost. She had a son who'd so far escaped being caught in his web. So it was clear what he meant.
"Yes, Sir." Her voice was low. Almost a whisper.
"I have two things for you to do before I let you go tonight. First, I'm going to play a little highlights video for you while you play with yourself. You're going to cum for me at least three times and you won't be leaving until that's done to my satisfaction. Shall we begin?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Lucy, get the wand for her."
"Yes, Sir."
Lucinda got the wand from the next room and stood next to Abbie.
"Abbie, take off your clothes." Lucinda's voice was neutral, but inside she was straining not to show her excitement and just how much she was enjoying seeing Abbie reduced to the creeper's plaything.
Abbie stood up and slid off her clothes, laying them neatly across the back of a chair and slipping out of her shoes. Lucinda leaned down and unlocked Abbie's chastity belt and let it fall to the floor.
"Here you go, Abs." She handed the wand to Abbie who sat down naked on the sofa, holding the wand loosely in her hand.
The pictures and videos Ed had shown earlier were like teaser trailers--a few seconds of action from several different encounters Ed had forced Abbie and Al into.
What he showed now was the director's cut--each sex act in full from start to finish with only the transitions cut out.
Abbie held the wand against her clit, using her other hand to tease her nipples. The wand had a fierce hum.
Lucinda was shocked by some of what she hadn't seen. The creeper had made Abbie deliver drugs as well, but stayed to snort cocaine with the apartment occupants--paying for it by giving two guys blow jobs.
That seemed to put Abbie over the edge and she had her first orgasm before shifting the wand and pressing her fingers inside her wet pussy.
Another scene of Al and another guy fucking her at the same time, with Abbie obviously enjoying herself. At one point kneeling on the floor between them and alternating which cock she had in her mouth.
Abbie came a second time to that scene. Her moans sounding more animalistic.
Then all of the video and pictures Lucinda had shot including Al with Ginny and Ginny and Lucinda together giving a little show for Al.
As Abbie began to cum the third time, Ed quickly switched the video to her daughter getting fucked from behind.
As repulsed as Abbie looked, she was already mid orgasm and had to finish to her daughter coming at the same time.
Ed stopped the video, leaving Katrina frozen on the screen mid-orgasm.
Abbie turned off the wand and sat on the couch, her ragged breathing slowly returning to normal.
"Good girl, Abbie. See you're such a sick fuck you can even get off watching your daughter fuck your husband." Ed laughed.
"Hopefully you'll keep me happy so I don't make you fuck your daughter...or would you enjoy that?"
"No, Sir. I couldn't do that."
"I bet you could. But, I'm not planning on that. Think of that as what happens if you ever really piss me off. I might let you do that just before I destroy your life completely. But, lucky for you, you're obedient and keeping me entertained."
Ed let his words hang in the air as a warning.
"Now, before I let you go, Abbie. Poor Lucy had to sit through your little porn extravaganza. I'm sure she's very wet. So make her cum. However she wants it. You're her toy tonight until I tell you to stop."
Lucy sat next to her on the couch and pulled her close, kissing her passionately. The creeper was right...watching Abbie's highlights had made her very horny.
She was out of her clothes quickly and laid back on the couch, pulling Abbie between her legs. Abbie's tongue was inside her, licking at her wetness then focusing on her clit.
Lucinda held her face to her and ground against Abbie's lips. The surge of borrowed power driving her over the edge. She came loud and hard, her juices feeling like a river flowing into Abbie's trapped face.
She pulled Abbie up next to her and pressed the wand against herself, kissing Abbie's lips and relishing the feeling of her breasts softly against her, Abbie's hard nipples poking her skin.
The wand was amazing, drilling into her and driving her over the top to an orgasm that washed across her. She pressed into the wand until the pleasure subsided.
Ed told Abbie she could go home. He let her clean up, then made her put on the chastity belt before she left.
After she'd gone, Ed ended the video chat and sent Lucy upstairs to the bedroom. He wanted to enjoy her before he let her leave.
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The next day at work, Abbie asked Lucinda to come to her office shortly after she arrived.
"So...I had a question for you...something that crossed my mind last night..."
"Shoot, Abs."
"Last night at the house, you had my key. Do you still have it?"
Lucinda smiled broadly and lifted her chain out of her top. In addition to her "Lucy" necklace, she now had a second chain with a key on it.
"You mean this one, Abs?" She raised her eyebrows for effect.
Abbie looked a bit annoyed, but kept her composure. "Yeah. When did he give it to you?"
"The other night at the hotel. But he told me last night to keep it with me from now on."
"Do you have Al's key as well?"
"No. Just yours."
She paused. Obviously thinking carefully. "So...um...what did he tell you to do with it? I mean, why does he want you to have it?"
"Two reasons, Abs. He said it's handy for me to have it in case he wants you unlocked quickly. It's easier than having it couriered or something." She stopped and waited, wanting to make her ask...
"And what's the other reason?"
"If I want to play with you. He told me I can do just. About. Anything. I'd. Like." She stepped over and touched the tip of Abbie's nose mockingly.
"So that's how it is? I'm just...a toy now? For you, Gerald and the creep?"
"Looks like it Abs. Looks like it."
Lucinda put the key back inside her top and left Abbie's office.
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Ed instructed Al and Abbie to host a family dinner for Ginny and Lucinda making sure Katrina was at the meal--but could leave afterwards.
Ginny arranged to pick up Lucinda so the two of them arrived together at the Barber's. In the car, Ginny was friendly and conversational, but didn't mention what happened at the hotel or what would happen tonight.
They were greeted at the door by Abbie and led to the living room for a drink before dinner. Al was in the kitchen, putting the final touches on baked salmon with several fancy side dishes and a chocolate mousse for dessert. He stepped out briefly to say hi, then went back into the kitchen to finish.
The three women tried to keep the conversation light and on just everyday topics. They sipped their drinks and talked mostly about the upcoming state fair--the biggest annual event in the city.
Al called them all to the table and hollered for Katrina to come downstairs and join them. Dinner followed the same pattern with Katrina more interested in her phone than the dinner guests. But, her mere presence at the creeper's request was a message to Abbie and Al.
"So, Katrina, what are your plans after high school?" Lucinda asked.
