1. The Cable Slave, Chapter 3: Camera, Lights, Action.


    Date: 6/19/2016, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Whitebeard, Source: LushStories

    I sat naked on a chair in the middle of the room and listened to the instructions on the phone. I didn’t even think about whether I should obey or not. Being blackmailed was a good excuse if I needed it, but for me it was entertainment. I felt safe. All this was happening in my own house when I would have been bored and alone. Deep down I knew this was way more fun than watching porn on my computer or doing the laundry in the nude. 'We need a cover story for you so that your husband doesn’t think anything strange is going on. You will tell him that you have obtained a contract to sell ladies underwear. Women will come to the house for small parties in which they will try the range of goods, and you will make a little money. There must be no men in the house when the parties take place. That will account for the different outfits that you will wear to entertain my clients and will account for the money you will appear to spend on a few other things that will be made known to you in due course. Do you understand?' 'Yes,' I whispered. 'Louder.' 'Yes.' Might as well let him think he’s in charge. ‘Good; a case of goods will arrive later today, you will try them on to make sure that they fit so that you can model them for the women who will come later in the week.' So that was it, underwear parties, not much harm in that. I had heard they could be fun and it sounded like a good scam he had going there. I did worry for a moment that I might be used to sell some over-priced rubbish, ...
    but I figured I could complain when the goods arrived. I wondered where the “guests” came from. Did he have some other racket going? Maybe he recruited women off the Internet. Would I have wanted to go to a female only party where some housewife stripped and modeled everything I’d never dared to try? You bet I would. I guessed some of the visitors would end up without much on, so the guys watching the video feed would get a good show. What man would not want to be right there in the middle of a hen party full of half-naked women trying on underwear. I wondered what sort of stuff I would be wearing. Hubby was home that evening. I was curious what his reaction would be. I’d already decided that I would go ahead anyway because it would all happen while he was away. ‘I can’t see any harm in it, love,’ he said. ‘You might make a bit of money and you’ll meet some people. Probably good for you.’ That was a relief. ‘I wouldn’t mind watching,’ he said. I giggled at that. I hoped the cable guy was listening, that had to be good for his marketing. I knew he couldn’t listen to everything we said because he must have to keep up with the other women he had on his system. Maybe he had some men on his system too; that was a wild thought. The guy had to sleep some of the time. I had seen the woman with her vacuum cleaner, so there was at least one other like me. Whatever the odds were, it still felt like he was listening when I was talking to Derek. I had become an actress overnight, feeding ...
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