Not even Houdini could escape!

Tom wasn't anywhere near finished commanding Betsie. He had read a lot of stories about women being controlled and the things they were made to do. Up until now Tom thought it would only be fiction, something to fantasise over but somehow it seemed to be happening in real life. If Tom could have controlled one person in the world then it would have been his sexy neighbour. When he was reading the stories Betsie was the one he imagined doing all the naughty things. Tom didn't need to imagine any more. He looked down at Betsie. She was smiling up at him with her tits lewdly on display but that golden area he lusted after was still hidden. 'Not for much longer,' Tom thought to himself. With a smile he said, "Do as you're told and spread your legs wide."

Betsie wanted the ground to swallow her up. There was to be no miracle to save Betsie as her legs began to part. "P-please don't do this to me," she begged. Looking up at Tom, Betsie doubted her actually heard her words as he had a laser-like stare on her crotch. It looked to Betsie like a bomb could go off at the top of the street and Tom wouldn't even blink. Slowly Betsie's legs began to part. Her ankles went off in opposite directions while Betsie tried to keep her knees together but it was no use. Slowly the distance between her knees increased and her thighs began to part. Tom's smile got bigger and bigger as Betsie's legs spread further and further. There was nothing Betsie could do to stop her womanhood being on display for her perverted neighbour.

When Betsie's body had finished moving on its own accord her legs were at ten past two, she was thrusting out her tits and her face showed pure happiness. On the inside it was a very different story. Betsie could tell if shame, humiliation or embarrassment was her greatest feeling. In the deepest part of her mind Betsie knew that worse was still to come.

"Awesome!" said a lovestruck Tom. Tom could have looked at the heavenly view in front of him for every second of the rest of his life and it still wouldn't have been enough. He couldn't believe Betsie shaved and he had an unobstructed view of her beautiful vagina. Tom raised his phone, this sight was something he wanted to keep forever.

Betsie couldn't even find the strength to protest as Tom took another picture of her. While her mind wanted to retreat from what was happening, her mouth didn't have the same desire. "Why don't you take a selfie so your nerd friends know you've seen a woman fucking naked."

Betsie was not the best at learning from her past mistakes. "Great idea!" enthused Tom

"NO!!! It was fucking sarcasm you fucking idiot!" Betsie anger was back but it had no effect on Tom. At this moment in time, elephant tranquilisers wouldn't have had an effect on Tom. He knelt behind Betsie. "Stay away from me you freak!" Tom ignored her as he put his head next to hers and stretched out his arm as far as humanly possible so he could capture as much of her nubile body as possible. He took a few photos and showed them to Betsie. She was horrified with what was on the screen. The photo made it look like she was not only willingly posing for the picture but also auditioning for an amateur porn flick. Betsie swore she would bury Tom's phone wherever she buried his body.

Before either of them could say anything, the phone started to ring. Only it wasn't Tom's phone. It was Betsie's.