Have Some Hi-Tech Fun

Seeing that I've walked into a once-in-a-lifetime event, I knew that I had to play it with a bit of misdirection. I could always just let them go and maybe corral some fun 4-way sex. That would certainly be worth my time.

But, If I played some head-games with them, I could get that and more! I had to formulate a plan....and I just did.

Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a miniature spycam. This one was special because it was designed to look like a clock radio. I knew that I could leave it there for a while. In all the chaos that I was going to ensue, I knew that they wouldn't pay it much mind for a while. Setting it to record when I pressed the wireless remote, I set it on the table near the door. I made sure to do it very quietly.

That in place, I went downstairs and snuck back over to my van. Once inside, I set up my portable DVR. This wondrous gadget was lined up to the signal in the spycam and would record all the events to it's quite large hard-drive. I also made sure to grab a couple gadgets that I would need.

For the next part of my plan, I had to play a part- that of the lecherous, male locksmith. That way I could directly interfere with no fear of reprisal. That is unless....well, I'll see.

I approached the front door and picked it open. However, I made sure to do it as haphazardly as possible. I wanted them to hear me as part of the character.

Once inside, I took out my portable voice changer. It's not small enough to hide it from the eye, but that wasn't really my concern at this time. It would work for this scenario. I put the device to my mouth and did my best impersonation of a big, hairy man doing a grunt. I followed this up by taking some very loud foot steps that sounded like those of an irritated man.

Finally, to complete the effect, I took a loud knock on the nearest wall. This was sure to get their attention.

"Hello," a voice said to me from upstairs, "Are you the locksmith?"

I didn't respond. I wanted to seem rude. Obviously, I had to be. I, personally, would have told them 'yes.' But my character would have answered only with an irritated foot-tapping.

"Yes," another voice said- somewhat muffled, "Of course she is. How else is she inside?"
"You're right. You can come up now. Please."

With the changer by my mouth, I made an irritable 'sigh' and walked with deliberate and clunky steps towards the stairs and up them. Before I got lost in the moment, I made sure to activate my spycam. The green light lit up on my transmitter device, stating that the signal was good and the machine was working.

Finally, I approached their door. Thinking as my character, I knocked loudly on it.

"You can come in," the voice that was Ann's said.

Now was my chance to really mess with them. I put the voice changer to my lips and spoke.

"Why can't you open it? Your legs broken or something," I sarcastically asked them in character.

I could hear shocked gasps from Ann and Sue. Even a muffled moan came from the dildo-filled mouth of Jen.

"I thought the female locksmith was coming over," Ann said with some desperation.
"Oh, her," I said with fake disdain, "She had some sort of 'lady problem' and hired the job out to me. I'm Frank from American Locksmiths."
"And you don't have any women who could do the job?" This came from Sue.
"You're kidding me, right? You could get another lady, but who says she won't have some sort of 'problem' and just call me again. And, if you call me twice, you pay me twice."
"I don't....know," Ann says.
"Listen," I say, "Your friend there sounds like she's **** on something. Do you want to wait until something bad and you have to call the paramedics. I'm sure that story will draw the local media."

I knew this would make their decision for them.

"....alright," Sue replied, "Come in."

A sad moan from Jen followed, but that wouldn't stop me as I slowly opened the door.