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Sycamore Rise
(Faye Valentine)

Rylie arrived at Kaylee's where her best friend was housesitting a little after one and was let inside before she could even raise her hand to knock. She was greeted with a kiss which she happily returned. "Hello to you too, babe. So, what's this about changing my life? Also, why are you standing funny? Did you ram a you a little too deep again?" Rylie grinned.

"Um, something like that. I love you, Rylie, you know that, right?"

"I love you too, Larissa. And now I'm starting to get a little worried. What's going on?"

"SO MUCH! Larissa exclaimed. "Okay, this is a weird one so please let me finish before saying anything."

"I'm listening."

"So, as you know I'm watching my sister's house for the summer while she and her best friend are on vacation. You also know how nosey I am. Well, Kaylee wasn't gone ten minutes then I started snooping. I was going through her closet. I opened a tote where I found a letter sitting on a wadded-up sheet. It was addressed to me so I read it and, um, here, you can read it for yourself while I continue," Larissa said, holding the folded piece of paper out for her best friend to take. "My sister can hold a grudge like the ocean holds water so I believed every word of it. Under the sheet was her toy collection and hole shit does she like it big and deep. Way bigger and deeper than either of us can take. Seriously, I admitted I fist myself and she showed me a video of her best friend fisting her shoulder freaking deep!"

"What the fucking hell!" Rylie gasped as she read the list of things her best friend was supposed to do to keep her sister in her life. "Your sister is messed up in the head."

"Probably, but it runs in the family. I did it, Rylie." Taking a deep breath, Larissa held it as she pulled the loos-fitting summer dress off over her head. "See for yourself. I pierced my own nipples and labia and branded my mound just as instructed."

"HOLY FUCK!"

"I know, totally messed up, but I loved doing it. God, it made me orgasm so much I had to stop at least half a dozen times to calm down before I could do it again. I've been doing it all. Fucking myself with her toys, spanking my ass a hundred times a day. Which brings me to why I asked you here. I sort of pulled a muscle in my right shoulder last night and can't really discipline myself today so will you please do it for me?"

"You want me to spank your ass?"

"A hundred times with a paddle, belt, cane, whatever you want to use. And it has to be hard. No holding back or it doesn't count. Also, there's this," Larissa said, this time holding out the contract. "I don't know all of the details, but her vacation is actually a cover for her being trained as a sex slave for a shitload of money. She has agreed to pay me a million dollars if I continue my discipline as instructed and as you can see, she is willing to pay half a million dollars to the friend willing to join me and you're the first person I thought of."