Tease Me (Private Listing #4)

I’m getting strange messages from an unknown number about Madison.

Sara:

Me too

I don’t think Madison had her phone on her tonight.

Shit, my friend Kayla just said she got something strange.

I’m adding her to the chat

Kayla:

What the fuck is going on?

Who is this asshole?

She included a screenshot of the conversation.

Unknown:

I’m reaching out as a friend of Madison’s

I think she’s in trouble

Someone should check on her. I would but she’s cut me off.

I’m worried her bosses are taking advantage of her.

Kayla:

Who the fuck is this?

My hand covers my mouth as I read those texts repeatedly. Who else did Unknown send this to? Is this what my parents are worried about? My bosses taking advantage of me?

I close out of the group chat and look at a message from Hope.

Hope:

They sent a pic. I didn’t want to share in the group text.

I’m so sorry, Madison

I almost don’t want to click on the picture, but I know I need to. I open it and it’s a pic of me in the play room, bound upright on the bench with the guys fucking my mouth and pussy. I’m in a satiny nightgown so only the guys are exposed in the picture. Though the picture crops out most of them, including their faces.

It looks hauntingly familiar, and I finally place why it feels like I’ve seen this before. It’s a still from the video we took. A video I asked them to take. Who has access to it besides the guys and me?

Maybe I’m becoming numb to these invasions of my privacy, or just numb from the constant surveillance, but I’m not shocked that both Kayla and Sara mention pictures to me individually as well.

Kayla:

Just don’t tell me if one of those dicks is my brother’s

My tea forgotten, I set my phone on the counter and draw in a breath. My mind is blank. I can’t even process what the stalker is doing now. Showing my friends pictures of me having sex with multiple men? Did he send that picture to my parents?

My parents aren’t prudes, but no parent wants to see that. At least I have my nightgown on, but it’s obvious what’s happening.

“You okay, princess?” Seth sits beside me at the island, wearing only his boxers.