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Chapter 8 by wicker wicker

How does this go?

A friend

Ashlyn gave a nervous smile. Dave lived in and owned the fourplex where she lived. He was a nice guy but had an inferiority complex and tried to hard. He was skinny with a goattee. "You look like you had a bad day," he said, "come tell me about it."

Ashlyn froze, and her heart skipped a beat. She tried to stop herself, but she slowly made her way to Dave. "It all started with this video," she said through gritted teeth.

After telling Dave about everything she did, Dave laughed.

"Good one," he said. "Is this a prank?"

"I gotta go," said Ashlyn trying to get away.

"So if you have to do whatever your told, moon me!" said Dave with a laugh.

Ashlyn froze again, stiffly she bent over and flashed her ass at Dave.

"Wow, you're taking this joke seriously," said Dave.

"Come inside and clean my place too then!"

Ashlyn turned and went into Dave's place. She immediately started to clean. She didn't know whether to ask Dave for help or just clean up and try to get out.

Dave followed her in. "This has to be some kind of joke. Is there a hidden camera?"

"No, Dave, please help me!" Ashlyn said as she picked up some dirty glasses of the coffee table and took them into the kitchen.

"I still don't believe you," said Dave, "I mean a video that turns you into a helpless **** to anyone who orders you around?"

Does Dave try to get proof

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