[b] This saga is the sequel series to the "Playing Dare with Sis" series, which tells the story of how a brother coerced his sexy teen sister Kayleigh into becoming his and his friends' sex slave. Now that the game is over, this series explores the further humiliation and abuse of Kayleigh as she becomes introduced to her new life. DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. In some chapters, Kayleigh is forced to role act that she is underage, however she is 18 years old. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, sex slavery, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously. DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly amateur can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not indian everything will be fully realistic. 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 Big Tits 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 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 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 our story. “Why not mum.” I said walking into her bedroom. You deserve a treat for being such a great husband and letting me have my little girls weekend.” I watched as she slowly opened the robe. I felt something warm touch my ass indian and then something slide between my legs. I knew the story, Becky told it enough in interviews, to know that my mothers made love in the bathroom whose door was right behind me. That my bedroom was Janice's old room, where they amateur continued making love. He pointed out that Laura already had some side dishes on the picnic table, in case they wanted to go ahead and nibble, but also opened the invitation to go ahead and get in the pool whenever they were ready. Bell responds by opening her legs up and groans. She felt it bubble up within herself and she grunted as she too came. But neither one of them could come up with anything that was acceptable to Heidi. I trailed my fingers up her leg gently, I think, tickling as I went higher. Molly straddled me and immediately began to suck my cock like a maniac. Nothing of it. They arrived at a local Big Tits seafood restaurant, and enjoyed a fabulous sunset dinner, before returning to the Jake’s room. I’ve heard from her that consent is really important to her, so that may be something.” He reached down and scooped a wad of butter out of the dish.