Kennedy

Becca hurried along, careful to keep up with Fawkes who carried her leash. It was attached to her septum ring, of course. She was mortified to be out in public like this, but she hadn't had a choice in the matter. She was still wearing the straightjacket, her tits still on display. Even worse, she still had his dried cum all over her face. She couldn't even protest because he'd shoved someone's panties in her mouth and taped it shut.

She expected someone, anyone, to stop them or call the cops or something, but nothing like that happened. They were just strolling down the street, in board daylight, and nobody would intervene. Maybe it was the way Fawkes carried himself, or some menacing aura from the bimbo beam Fawkes carried, but people gave them a width berth and nobody moved to help.

Finally she saw their destination ahead, Fawkes did too and increased his pace. Arriving at the store he opened the door and pulled her inside. There Becca was greeted by her third least favorite person in the world, behind only Kennedy and Fawkes...Vivi.

"Welcome to Celestial Delights, I'm Vivi, the owner..."

"Co-owner!" Didi shouted from the back.

Vivi ignored her, "The owner. I see you brought a **** with you, wonderful taste. Need something to keep her in line? We have lots of goodies available."

Fawkes got straight to the point, he held up the bimbo beam, "I got this from her and she says she got it from you. She also has a number of magical piercings that Kennedy apparently got from you too. I don't want her," He gestured to Becca, "I want Kennedy. However Kennedy seems to be immune to the beam, I'm willing to trade Becca, or she's willing to make a deal, to help with that goal."

Vivi nodded, as if it was a perfectly normal conversation, "Oh yes of course. Well I can't help you make that gun work on Kennedy, she's got you there. Let me think...ooh, here's an idea. Do you need Kennedy's body...or you just want her to suffer?"

Fawkes frowned, "I don't want to kill her if that's what you're thinking...I just want ****, and ya, to humiliate her and make her suffer."

Vivi cackled, "Why don't you tie the slut to that post over there, we can discuss my plan in the back room."

Unfortunately Fawkes obeyed, he just used a simple knot but with her arms bound she couldn't free herself. Becca couldn't do anything except stand there and wait for his return.