Chapter 10

“Enough gabbing on Master Justin’s dick, we are late for our shift and you bitches got me getting lubed in front of the chat room,” Betty complained once we were done talking about everything. I loved the way they casually said things like they were ‘gabbing on my dick’ instead of talking too much. It was just flirty and fun.

Waverly and Betty stripped naked and they turned on the laptop and introduced themselves like two horny, big titted weathergirls. I had apparently passed whatever initiation or test they had for me because no one told me to leave. I remained naked and watched.

“Hello all you perverted freaks!” Betty introduced herself “Welcome to the channel or welcome back to the regulars. Bigdickindian5, it’s good to see you, Fafnir, Zeroguy85 always a pleasure to see you back here. I am sorry we are late but you can’t rush perfection and you bitches know that,” she laughed and adjusted herself. She reached for some cream and began to lather it on her body.

“We’ve got to get lubed up here, so bear with us. Tips as always are appreciated but not required. You can get our free, totally free pics with donations through Kik, and I’ll put the link to our Instagram,” she sighed.

“This was so much easier in the 1980s. I just walked out on stage to Girls, Girls, Girls, showed my tits, popped some champagne in my pussy, squirted it on the audience and called it a fucking day,” she joked. She had a bawdy sense of humor and she talked to the chatters even though they had to type to her. She didn’t answer all their questions – she scanned through for regulars.

A lot of them asked for really stupid or strange things. The biggest request by far was putting a shoe on their heads. Betty promised them that she’d rather shove a shoe up their ass but if they kept tipping then there would be shoes on everybody’s heads.

“As you are probably aware there are a few changes around here to our lineup. Excuse us while we get ourselves ready. No Mindslayer32 we probably won’t do enemas to get ready. Just some grease on the holes and a little war paint on our faces,” she joked with the chatroom audience. “We are always full of shit, so that is just something we have to get used too,” she quipped to someone who had made a comment about the enemas.

I stood off camera (at least I hoped I was off camera) naked wondering what to do.

Hayden was in the corner with her hands on her ass. Waverly was sitting next to her mom naked and she was rubbing lotion on her skin and her mom’s skin.

“Don’t throw your pussy rag down on the carpet,” Betty warned Waverly not to throw a washcloth she has used to wipe her pussy with. Waverly shrugged as if it was no big deal either way. She had discarded a baby wipe she used to wipe her vagina off with. Betty told her that is what they had Hayden for –to handle their pussy rags.

“Oh Hayden, my lovely and well behaved daughter,” Betty was acting for the camera and it was clear she was being facetious.

“Yes Mistress Betty,” Hayden answered. Her shoulders were up, her back was straight, she looked like she was at full attention.

“Hayden, Come pick up these pussy rags, and get lubed up. You are the star attraction. As you all know, or if you are new to the cam then my daughter stole my car and wrecked it, so she is on punishment until she earns enough to pay it back which is where you come in!” she said to the audience as Hayden squatted with her ass facing the webcam.

“Yes, flyguy19, I know that you want to see her punished for what she did. We all do. We take the best suggestions from the best tippers and that is only way Hayden can earn her way back into my good graces and being off restrictions.

I was surprised they were using their real first names. I guess there are a lot of Betty, Waverly and Haydens out there and most people would assume they were fake names anyway.

“Hurry, hurry!!! they want you lubed up, we’ve already got some good ideas,” Betty smiled enthusiastically as she read the chat window on her laptop.

“I don’t need to get lubed up, I am still excited from this afternoon, Mistress!” Hayden pulled down her cotton briefs. They were soaked and Betty ran her finger down her daughter’s labia and then tasted it and nodded that was good enough.

“Au Natural lube,” Betty agreed. “They want to see what got you so excited and they keep asking who is the dumb guy standing naked off to the side like no one sees him,” she read out loud.

I didn’t realize the audience could see me. I found out later there was not only a laptop camera but there were several other webcams and the viewers could select which angle they wanted to see if they subscribed. I felt suddenly very self-aware that I was naked and on display.

I whispered to Betty that her curtains were also wide open and people could see from the street.

“Yes, I know, baby. We run a webcam show. Do you think I am worried if people see me naked?” Betty answered me out loud so the audience could hear.

“This as you may have guessed is Hayden’s new boyfriend. His name is Justin and he passed his first few interviews with me today,” she explained. She told them I demonstrated I could fuck in an earlier broadcast.

“He can also eat ass,” Waverly bounced up and down on her butt cheeks slightly with an amused expression.

“Which you will all probably get to see,” Betty added. “He demonstrated he could spank Hayden today. Were any of you here for that?” She asked and a few people said yes. “He was introduced to rope bondage off camera and after a super-secret interview process, he demonstrated he might just not be a total piece of shit and can actually be trusted! Which is more than I can say for my daughters,” Betty snorted.

Waverly popped her mother on her arm and Betty glared at her but continued to joke with the audience. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be putting on lube or not. I wanted to whisper questions to someone on what I should be doing but I was afraid everyone could hear and see everything anyway.

“So Justin is going to train to be a Master in my household and he will be carrying out all the punishments on Hayden tonight,” she smiled. The chat room lit up with comments that said stuff about lucky guy and wish they were me. There were people as far as away as Singapore and Great Britain watching.

I learned later that Betty didn’t actually broadcast her location although everyone knew it was somewhere in America. She did do private meetings with regulars but only after several donations and she preferred the online world. She told me privately when we were off camera that in strip clubs you have guys putting their hands all over you and she didn’t want that for her daughters. It was safe here and everyone could be friends.

“It is like when your parents let you drink at home, so you don’t go drinking at parties?” She asked.

I looked completely dumbfounded and she explained that when she was growing up her parents preferred she drink at home if she was going to drink anywhere and so they were cool about it as long as she didn’t drive or make any mistakes.

I asked what about when they went to Mr. Stone’s house and he got to touch them.

“Well, I mean there are exceptions to every rule. If I have a regular who wants to meet up he has to contribute a lot through the chatroom and I go over the ground rules with them. Mr. Stone is very long time regular so we know all his games. We also bring baseball bats in the car and I don’t allow all three of us to ever be tied up at once,” her smile reminded me of an Alligator or protective Mama Bear.

Her daughters had clearly kicked my ass and I had no doubt they could handle themselves.

“My Uncle contacted you,” I said. I hadn’t forgotten that Hayden told me she knew my Uncle knew about what I was doing.

“He did? I get so many emails per day I can’t keep up. What is his user name?” she asked. I said I would find out. She didn’t seem to care that my Uncle contacted her and told me she would even give him a discount if I vouched for him. I let the matter drop.

UNCLES NOTE: WOOT WOOT!

We did get little five minute breaks here and there. Usually one or two of us would go off camera. Betty’s bedroom camera was not on so we could go in there and talk.

The guys seemed to want us to do silly things and sometimes impossible things like pull their pussy flaps out and put their fists in there – at least I assumed it was impossible until Betty did it.

The main thing was disciplining Hayden.

One of her first punishment suggestions was that she march in place naked. She had big tits and a big ass so as she brought up her knees her tits shook and bounced up and down. I was told to put a bit gig in her mouth. I secured it around her head and she chomped down on it and immediately slobber started pouring down her chin. Hayden for her part marched looking straight ahead without making a funny face.

Then they told me to take squirt guns and begin shooting her inside her pussy and up her asshole.

It was fun watching the water drip back down and down her leg and along her thigh. Anytime she smiled I had to smack her tits with a riding crop. I brought the riding crop down hard on top of her boobs and that would make her smirk a little more.

Once she got her stride up her legs started to ache and she started to struggle. That is when I was told to put two stainless steel “Ben Wa” balls into her pussy. If they fell out I was to whip her, make her squat and pick them up with her mouth and wash them and then spit them into my hand for reinsertion.

She dropped them five times!

She never complained or said a word.

That was a pretty easy one though compared to some of the others we did.

The next one was a fig. Her sister carved a ginger root into a dick shaped as she sat on a dildo herself and masturbated for the camera. She played with her nipples and literally finger fucked herself in between picking up a knife and carving up a ginger root.

I had no idea what it was for.

“Hayden, the audience has decided your ass needs to burn for what you did. Do you know why?” I asked. I was literally just reading off the webcam screen.

“Yes Master Justin. It is fair that my asshole burn because I am an asshole. How long will I be figged?” she asked me with a complacent easy going manner about her like it was not a big deal. I had no idea how long. I looked at the webchat and they had things like “Chickity China the Chinese chicken, one week since she looked at you and two days til she says she sorry” and 9,000 days. The chat room was clearly full of people trying to be funny or stand out. It didn’t surprise me. It was like that in every chat room.

“One hour or until we get 3500 coins in which case we’ll increase the figging,” Betty had my back on these and we sort of tag-teamed. She announced the time with authority like it was a standard that was already established. Hayden grabbed her ankles and presented her perfect asshole to me.

I had no idea when I put the ginger into her asshole just how badly it stings. It stings BAD. The skinned ginger warms and hurts far worse than any sort of Ben-Gay you can imagine on the most intimate spot you have. I know this because on one of my breaks Betty gave me just a sliver and told me to stick it up my butt.

I nearly cried tears.

Hayden made a face and bit her lip. She stood there stoically letting her pussy juices drip for the webcam as this huge skinned ginger root shaped like a cock hung out of her asshole.

I learned that she did those almost every school night while I had been building castles in Minecraft and earning new skins in Fortnite she had been on webcam putting on a show.

She had been on restriction only for a few days but she had been on restriction before and it always went over well with the crowd.

“Why yes, they are all over 18, all models have to be over 18, Bernie2020,” Betty answered one of the chat members very seriously. We got that question a lot. There were a lot of people who even seemed to think this was abuse and they didn’t like watching Hayden’s eyes get all smoky and hurt.

“Well, tip us enough and we’ll stop,” Betty assured the guy before asking Hayden. “Is this abuse?”

“No Mistress, I agreed to this treatment. I wish you would fig my sopping wet cunt so that I don’t get off on this as much. I’ll never learn if you baby me,” she was in tears and I could tell it stung like a motherfucker. I could still feel the little root I’d put in my own ass and I took mine out 15 minutes earlier.

“You hear that Bernie2020? To each their own! If you don’t like it there are lots of other webcams. I don’t know why you keep coming to this one. Now, I thought you were all about providing a free education. My daughter asked for a lesson. We are just 1200 coins short of what we need to shove another root in her dirty little cunt! Ah, thank you Bernie2020!”