CRAVE prequel

Have you noticed? When you go to the Allfans site? Did you favorite the Buffet?

Did you notice that neither Tommy or Richie film anything? Is it a drone? I mean it's kind of is but not in the way you think.

Betty.

Elizabeth Shaw was a 60 year old, mother of 2, grandmother of one. 5'4" 38 DD. Plump. The only way to tell her age is by her grey hair. Stern even before her husband died. Everything in it's place is... um was her moto. The furniture in her living room is covered in plastic. It started when her children Fred and Margot were young and it continued until Margot's daughter Catarina a child as well.

One afternoon, Elizabeth had received a group text from Catarina. Margot and some of Catarina's college friends were included.

Elizabeth had watched the video. Her own voice in her head faded to the new voice from the video. When the video finished, Elizabeth was just an empty shell. In the comments section of the video she typed "I crave your control"

Soon her phone pinged "CRAVE, I AM YOUR MASTER. SEND ME YOUR ADDRESS" Elizabeth obeyed "CRAVE, STRIP NUDE AND MEET US OUTSIDE"

Elizabeth, took off her jewelry, put them on the table. She pulled down her tan slacks and boring panties. Her thick white bush that hid her scalloped lips behind them tasted air. She unbuttoned her blouse, removed her cotton bra. Her eraser length nipples hardened in the cool air.

The black utility van pulled down the driveway. Elizabeth stepped out of the front door. Tommy stepped out of the van tall, lanky with his hair combed over with the sides shaved close.

"CRAVE. Answer my questions honestly" He said slyly.

"CRAVE. What is your name?" He asked. "Elizabeth" she replied blankly.

"CRAVE. Betty do you leave here by yourself?" He asked. "Yes, since my husband died 3 years ago" she replied evenly

"CRAVE. Betty you belong to us. Everything you own or have is ours" Tommy said with a smile. "Yes" she said calmly.

"Hey Richie! We got better digs!" Tommy said with a smile. Richie got out of the van's driver side "bout fucking time, filming in the hotel room was getting old" he said with a smile.

Richie slid the side van door open. "CRAVE. Catarina, Margot, Lisa, and Sara go into the house and wait foor instructions"

Four women emerged from the van. One had a soccer mom body, 2 were college women, one was an African American woman, and one was plus sized. As they walked past Betty, Tommy noticed the similarities in her, the soccer mom, and one of the college girls and smiled.

Richie looked Betty up and down. "Tommy, her tits and ass are nice but I'm not pounding that sand. She looks dry as fuck" Richie shook his head.

"Richie baby have I let you down? You know how you hate to stop and film? I mean I do too. Now this one has a house. No more filming in that cramped hotel room. It's like a camera drone that we don't have to recharge" Tommy said and laughed

Richie nodded and walked into the house. Tommy ran his fingers through Betty's bush to the scalloped lips and inserted his finger. No reaction. Her master did not tell her to react. He ran a finger across her nipple. No reaction. "Not so dry, CRAVE. Now show me my house." Tommy said with a smile.

Over the next few days Betty was dressed... ok dressed isn't the right word. Styled? Yes... that's it. They made her put her hair up in a 50s style behive. She wore pearl earrings, and pearl necklace. Sometimes only an apron when she was filming close to the action. Other times with a cupless bra, garder belt clipped to sheer stocking and heels.

It became a regular practice with every shoot. "CRAVE. Betty film this and really get in there" Tommy would order and his human tripod with happily obey.

"CRAVE. Catarina lick Lisa, really suck her clit. Her clit is yours, everything done to it you will feel equally" Tommy ordered and they obeyed. Betty got in close enough to film every moan, cry, scream of pleasure.

When Richie fucked Margot in the shower from behind they dressed Betty in a trasparant rain coat and had her capture the expert fucking until Margot passed out.

When she wasn't filming they sat her on a chair on the corner. She did not notice the plastic covering beneath her ass or even recognized her house or even herself. She lived from her master that owned her to say the word "CRAVE" and spurr her into action.

So when you watch a video from the Buffet and you marvel at the expert drone filming say a silent thanks to Betty your human tripod

Fin.

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