Adam

Cat opened the door and smiled as her eyes landed on a tall muscular man wearing a black t-shirt and ripped jeans. He had black swooping hair and blue eyes. And he was 100% Becky’s type. “Adam, hey,” Cat said. “I’m glad you could come by. Becky’s been dying to meet you.”

“That bitch?” Adam said. “No thanks. I don’t want to see her. But… I’m intrigued by Kelsey’s message.”

“Oh trust me, it’s worth it,” Cat said, grinning evilly. “Come on in. She’s right over here.”

They walked together back to the room where Becky was standing. “Oh shit,” Adam said.

Becky gasped, not daring to move, but totally humiliated as she stood naked in front of Adam, her butt still red after being clearly spanked. “Hello, Adam,” Marge said. “How are you? Don’t mind Becky, she had an accident and needed to be spanked.”

Becky wanted to cry. “So that’s really Becky Roberts?” Adam said. “Huh.”

“You make yourself right at home. Becky, don’t you dare move or say anything,” Marge said. “I’ll just be upstairs.”