Chapter 1
Kyle walked into the kitchen and was surprised to see his sister making a sandwich. She was supposed to be babysitting him but ever since she turned sixteen and had a much older boyfriend, he was left to fend for himself most nights. Tinsley handed him a peanut butter sandwich and said, "eat this Kyle, you're going to need your strength tonight."
"When is mom getting home?" asked Kyle.
"She's dancing late, eat your sandwich," said Tinsley.
Kyle didn't ask anymore questions, he could tell she was drunk again. She was never mean to him, it just seemed like she couldn't care less about him. That's why he was a little surprised when she asked him about his shirt. "Why is half your shirt gone Kyle?"
"Ken ripped it in half at school today," he stared at his empty plate.
"Well, if you pull this off tonight, I'll buy you ten new shirts," she was too preoccupied texting someone to look at him.
"Pull what off?"
"They're ready Kyle, it's time to go to the basement." She grabbed his arm and roughly pulled him up.
Kyle didn't try and fight her, she was twice his size and a lot stronger than him. He was also a little curious how she was going to buy him ten new shirts. He walked down the stairs into the cold unfinished basement to see an old mattress in the center of the room and a single video camera sitting on a tripod facing the mattress. Odd he thought but he only dwelled on that for a second, on the other side of the room he saw four girls sitting against the wall and his heart sank, he recognized all four.
Meaghan was his neighbour, a little odd, they played in the backyard when Tinsley was young. Brooke was there too, she was Meaghan's best friend. He had never spoken to her, she was one of the popular older girls who always won the provincial soccer championship for the school. Paige, the girl sitting in the middle with blue shorts, a red top and hair pulled up into a ponytail was the reason he was trying to book it back up the stairs. His sister caught him and threw him onto the mattress falling on top of him.
"Tinsley! No, get off, you are crushing me." Kyle squeaked as his sister sat on his back pinning him.
"Shit dude, you are in for a bad night if you think I'm being too rough on you now, but we are getting that five hundred dollars" she said as she straddled her little brother's back as he tried to push her off.
Brook asked Tinsley "It's five hundred dollars each, right? and do we have to follow that script he gave us exactly? I mean some if it seems pretty extreme, I forgot how small he is."
"Yes, five hundred dollars each and Kyle will be fine," Tinsley waved her hand dismissively "and no, I think it's more of a guide, he said we are free to get creative. We just aren't supposed to jump too far down the list of challenges, Kyle is supposed to be conscious for all of it. He's watching anyways and has my phone number, I guess he'll text me if we screw something up," said Tinsley.
"I just don't want to get ripped off, and who is this guy?" asked Brooke.
"I don't know his name, my boyfriend knows him through work or something. He said he makes these types of films all the time. There are also ways of getting bonuses too, my boyfriend said one girl made five thousand dollars in one night. We just have to prove ourselves first," Tinsley said as she took some of her weight off Kyle, it seemed like he had stopped trying to fruitlessly buck her off.
Kyle could move his head again and looked up to see Paige smiling at him, it wasn't a nice smile. Paige was seventeen years old, tall and mean. Kyle heard she had been held back a few grades, that's why she was so big. She eventually got expelled for stomping on a boy's head when he had pinched her ass a few months ago. The kid was in a coma for the rest of the year and talks funny now.
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Kyle Gets Crushed
Ficción GeneralA simple story of a sister and her friends crushing her little brother would be the best description. It's mainly about trampling, squashing, a little foot worship, but I guess you would classify it as general BDSM.