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The Fetish Report
(Emily Sinclaire)

Before heading back to her office Brianna stopped off in the kitchen to grab a drink and to check her phone. As expected she had missed calls and texts from every person she knew from family and friends to coworkers and while the majority ranged from her mother's 'what the actual fuck' to her boss' 'you're fired,' there were some encouraging ones in there as well. Like the one from her friend Alecia asking if she could join the next Fetish Report. Fifty-three of the more than two hundred missed texts were from her best friend Connie demanding answers and complaining that Ryan would not let her in without agreeing to join. Sighing, Brianna tapped the screen over the tiny picture of her best friend.

"What the fucking hell, Brianna!" Connie answered the phone. "Have you lost your mind? You do realize the entire city and probably half the state saw what you did, right? Are you okay? Is it over? Can I come in now and talk to you face-to-fucking-face?"

"Wait, you're still here?"

"I am."

"You can come in but it isn't over and if Master said you needed to join to come in then that's what you'll have to do."

"Seriously? Wait, Master? What the hell, Brie?"

"There's a lot going on right now, Connie, but all you need to know is I'm a willing participant in everything Ryan and his friends are doing to me."

"I need to know a lot more than that. If I can't come inside then you can come out here."

"I'm naked."

"You're property is surrounded by a privacy fence."

"I'll ask Master if I can take a break to talk to you but if I'm going to be naked then I want you naked as well. Deal?"

"There's no way in hell I'm taking my clothes off with those monsters around."

"They're not monsters and if that's what you think of them then I don't even want to know what you now think of me. Maybe it is best if you just go home."

"Fine! I'll take my shirt and pants off but that's it."

"All of it or you can go home."

"Fine, but if they lay a finger on me I'm..."

"No one is going to do anything to you that you don't want them to do to you Connie. Let me go talk to Master. If I'm not out in five minutes I'm probably getting gang banged and you'll have to wait until Master permits me to take a break."

"His name is Ryan, not Master."

"He's training me to be his submissive so his name is Master. I'll see you in five minutes or sometime tomorrow." Hanging up feeling more than a little attacked by her best friend, Brianna went back to her office to see her Master bent over the desk being spit-roasted. "Master, Connie is apparently still here and wants to talk. My stomach is upset and I could use a break so may I please go try smoothing things over with her?"

"You can take an hour but she is not to come inside unless she agrees to participate," Ryan replied.

"Yes Master." Leaving the office before he could change his mind Brianna walked back out to the living room, opened the front door and stepped butt naked onto the porch. She saw the driver side door of her best friend's Nissan open and a moment later a red-faced naked Connie stepped out.