LOGINMom goes back to bed at 10:47 p.m with a sleeping pill and her noise machine.The houe went completely quiet ,I’m in my room leaving the door cracked exactly two inches like he had told me earlier I wore nothing but the USB drive on a thin silver chain between my tits, It’s metal felt cold against my hot skin and every breath I take makes it swing.My real phone is on silent.
The new one it was a matte black burner he had previously slid under my door at dinner it buzzed once and it was a message from”Julian
it read “Bedroom Now.”reading the message yet again with his voice in my head felt so hot and was enough to make me wet even without his touch
Bring the chain he ordered and I liked the sound of that,i’m shaking so bad the chain shakes as I walked barefoot down the hall,The master bedroom door is open slightly cracked golden light spilling out I push it wider and stepped inside,He’s sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but black boxer briefs, phone in one hand, eyes black. The room was filled completely with his scent and her lavender candles and fresh danger,He signaled to me to come with his finger,I walked to him like I’m on strings you know the way puppets are been controlled with one,the very second I’m close enough he grabs my hips, yanks me between his spread thighs,The chain swings he catches the USB between two fingers and tugs until I bend down,his mouth brushes mine, barely
“Missed you,” he whispers,Twelve hours felt like twelve years.”he added admist hot breathes then he kisses me for real, slow and deep and dirty, tongue fucking my mouth the way I want him to fuck everything else I let out a moan into his mouth and he swallows it, hands sliding up to cup my breasts, thumbs flicking my nipples until they ache he broke the kiss only to flip me onto the bed face down, with my ass up the chain drops cold on the sheets under my throat.
“Stay,” he orders I hear a drawer open, then the soft click of oil and my whole body lights up,
He slowly drizzles it cold down my spine, over my ass, between my cheeks I shivered hard,One thick finger circles my tightest hole, teasing.
“Ever had anyone here, baby girl?”asjed
I shake my head into the pillow, my breathing was already gone
“Good.”he said
He works me open slow, one finger, two, scissoring, stretching, while his other hand reaches under me and rubs my clit in perfect circles,I’m sobbing into the sheets in minutes, pushing back, begging without saying out anything,He pulls his fingers free and I whine at the loss, but then the thick head of his cock is there, slick and hot, pressing “Relax,” he breathes, kissing my spine Let me in.” he said
I did , I did let him in ,he pushes in slow, relentless, until I’m stuffed full and shaking the stretch burns so good, perfect, too much and exactly enough he waited and lets me adjust, then starts moving, shallow thrusts that get deeper, harder, until the bed is creaking and I’m biting the pillow to stay quiet his hand snakes around, finds my clit again, and I came instantly, clenching so hard around him he curses in Spanish and slams deep, spilling inside me with a muffled groan against my shoulder blade,We collapsed sideways, still connected, sweat-slick and panting he stays inside me, softening slowly, kissing my neck.
Then both our burners buzzed at the same time,We froze,He reaches over me first and took his phone it was Same unknown number on both screens,a notification of a Video file downloading…
Thumbnail: dark hallway, grainy night vision it was A Video of me walking naked to his room five minutes ago, USB swinging between my tits.His arm tightens around me like steel
“How?” I whispered in fear ,He was already typing with one thumb, his face had gone pale
Who the fuck is this?Julian asked
The reply is instant the unknown number sent another message
“Pretty show Want it gone?
$50k by tomorrow night the text demanded
More videos coming
Another file starts downloading. This one from the laundry room last night, me bent over the washer, his hand over my mouth while he fucked me raw.
My stomach drops to the floor I was scared out of my wits,he sits up fast, pulling out, his eyes wild “We’re being hacked Someone’s in the system.”he said I’m shaking so hard the chain rattles “What do we do?”i asked him He cups my face with his hands kisses me once, and hard “We pay nothing all we have to do is to find the fucker and end this.”he said with no regrets whatsoever.He’s already pulling on hissweats, grabbing his laptop from the nightstand
But before he opens it the burner buzzes again.
Unknown
Tick tock, daddy.
Next clip drops to your wife’s phone in exactly one hour unless the money hits Attached: a ten-second preview.
Me on my knees in the media room this morning, his cock down my throat, tears streaming, coming just from sucking him.
Julian’s face goes white
The chain suddenly feels like a noose.
One hour
And Mom’s phone is charging right outside the door .
The burner buzzes again and it’ felt like a knife been pierced into my gut, the preview clip starts playing all on its own, no volume but I don’t need volume because I remember every single sound I made in that pool house, the way I was riding him slow and filthy, water dripping off our skin from the latenight swim we weren’t supposed to take together, blue lights from the pool making everything look underwater and unreal, his hands digging into my hips hard enough to leave marks that I will have to hide with high waisted jeans for days. The thumbnail is me mid grind, head thrown back, mouth open, chain swinging wild between my tits. Forty-three minutes left on the clock now. The new text pops up clear as day: $75k in the next forty-three or this full clip auto sends to Mom’s phone while she’s dead asleep with her noise machine whirring like nothing’s wrong.Julian is already off the chair, yanking his sweats up, grabbing both burners and his laptop like we’re in some kind of war zone
Mom goes back to bed at 10:47 p.m with a sleeping pill and her noise machine.The houe went completely quiet ,I’m in my room leaving the door cracked exactly two inches like he had told me earlier I wore nothing but the USB drive on a thin silver chain between my tits, It’s metal felt cold against my hot skin and every breath I take makes it swing.My real phone is on silent.The new one it was a matte black burner he had previously slid under my door at dinner it buzzed once and it was a message from”Julianit read “Bedroom Now.”reading the message yet again with his voice in my head felt so hot and was enough to make me wet even without his touchBring the chain he ordered and I liked the sound of that,i’m shaking so bad the chain shakes as I walked barefoot down the hall,The master bedroom door is open slightly cracked golden light spilling out I push it wider and stepped inside,He’s sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but black boxer briefs, phone in one hand, eyes black. The
There was a heavy downpour at exactly 9:00pm One crack of thunder so loud the whole house jumps Lights flicker not once, twice, then everything dies it was pitch black rain hammers the roof like it wants in to watchMom screams from the kitchen about candles and wine julian’s voice could be heard calm as ever “I’ll check the breaker in the garage, amor. Stay dry.”he told mumI’m already moving, barefoot, heart slamming against my ribs like it’s trying to escape and run to him.I meet him in the dark hallway between the laundry room and garage door lightning flashes and for a split second I could see him his shirt hung tightly to his chest from the rain, black sweats soaked and clinging to every ridge,his eyes wild he didn't say any wordHis hand clamps around my wrist and he drags me into the laundry room, kicks the door shut so hard the frame rattles the lock clicks like a gunshot.The darkness is absolute until lightning strikes again his mouth crashes into mine before the thunder
I woke up soaked in my own sweats and panic,I couldn't get thr red blinking light from the pool camera out of my mind I could barely sleep , just kept feeling phantom water on my skin, phantom fingers inside me, phantom teeth on my throat my phone is burning a hole in the sheet with messages dropping make the beeping sound a message fromJulian came in“Morning, baby girl”Check you'd better check your email right fucking now.I almost drop the phone and right there it was sitting in my inbox like a bomb:security@homecloud.comDaily Motion Summary –03:14 a.m to 4a.m.Attachment: POOL_NIGHT_0725.mp4 (87.3 MB)My hands shake so bad I can’t even swipe it open another message from Julian came in “I already watched it.Twice. Meet me in the media room in ten minutes the message included and bring the shirt you’re wearing nothing else it seemed like an order but one that I would gladly obeyI’m only wearing his white dress shirt, unbuttoned to my navel, nipples hard from terror and lefto
I felt the heat everywhere tonight,It presses against the windows, crawls under my skin, makes every breath taste like sex i couldn't sleep, can’t even lie still,My whole body is throbbing from last night, from his tongue, from the way he left me naked on the couch with twelve hours until Mom might see everythingI need to feel the air, I need to feel the cold that comes with itand mostly importantly I need him.I stoke his white dress shirt from the laundry basket again still smells like cedar and him and slowly walked downstairs barefoot with buttons undone all the way, hem brushing the tops of my thighs,I had nothing underneath. The marble floor is cool on my soles, but it does nothing for the ache between my legs.Outside, the pool is glowing turquoise under the moon and underwater lights I let the shirt on drop on a lounger and dive in naked the shock of cold water steals my breath, makes my nipples tighten instantly i float on my back, legs open, letting the water lick every pl
The morning always comes too bright and calmI woke up wet, swollen, the sheets twisted around my ankles like I was bound by it. My phone is still on my hand the last text from Julian was still on the screen “Julian”Tomorrow we pretend that didn’t happenThe day after that, we stop pretending.Tomorrow is today.I shower until the water runs cold, trying to scrub away the ache between my thighs but it didn't work. Every time I close my eyes I feel the weight of his shadow in my doorway, hear his breathing match mine while I came apart calling his name.Downstairs smells like coffee and something dangerous and I couldn't place a hand on it He’s at the island in a white dress shirt, sleeves rolled high, reading the paper like a normal man as if he didn't just listen to his stepdaughter fuck herself senseless six hours ago.I set my mug down harder than necessary.“Morning,” I say, voice husky from screaming into my pillow.He doesn’t look up right away but when he did his eyes are unre







