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Under the spray he washes me gentle, fingers sliding through the mess between my legs, thumb circling my clit until I come again against the tile. Later, wrapped in his towel, hair dripping, I steal his phone and film a quick clip, me on my knees in the steam, licking our mixed cum off his wedding ring finger while he records from above. I post it to the secret group with the caption, winner takes all 🏆💦 pot’s closed, boys. Daddy cashed in. By morning the trailer smells like sex and coffee. Ray’s already hard again, bending me over the kitchen counter while the biscuits burn.

Bray and Titus yelled, standing at my sides. I didn’t even have the energy to be mad at them for their mind-reading shit. She was right. Some girl I fucked in Arizona apparently had it on tape, and she was threatening to release it. Adrenaline was pounding through my veins—and not the fucking good type. It was burning, searing every part of me. Fuck. I was no reality star. I didn’t need some sex tape to make it big. I already did that. I needed to keep it that way.

We’d saved him. But the elation was bittersweet because my phone wouldn't stop buzzing, vibrating with text after text and notification after notification. The video. Victor’s final weapon. I opened T*****r to see #BlackwoodSexTape trending number one in the world. Millions of views and thousands of comments scrolled past my eyes. can’t believe they thought they could get away with a fake marriage This is the face of desperation She’s using him and he’s too blind to see it I feel bad for them. This is a violation Knew what they were getting into

I wrapped my arms around myself then told him about the sex tape. With each word that I said, his face turned colder and angrier. Finally, he asked “What kind of contract?” I hesitated. Then I forced the words out. “Sex slave contract.” The temperature in the room dropped. “He threatened to use the sex tape against me, he said he was going to send it to everyone.” Tears dripped from my cheeks as the grief engulfed me. Soren went very still, then slowly he pulled me into his arms, patting my back

She reached for her phone and saw that the news about her sex tape with Jason had made it to the headlines. A smile crept into her face. The videos and pictures she had anonymously uploaded to the internet had her face covered. She scrolled up, engaging in pages that published news about Jason online. Some of the media outlets online had even exaggerated, going the extra mile to say that Jason had engaged multiple other women and he secretly owned an 18+ rated site where he uploaded all of the content and made money from it. Mia also saw that numerous brands that worked with Jason had all withdrawn their brand deals with him.

“It should've never happened, and it won't won't happen again—” “I know, I know but… that's not the main problem here.” She pulled out her phone, unlocked it, and turned the screen toward me. The video played without hesitation. A camera footage from a couple days ago, taken from the corner of Vanessa’s room. She was on top of me, straddling, our moans filling the space with obscene sounds. Our… sextape?! “What the fuck?!” “Kelly” she said quickly. “I'm… guessing that's why she laced us with an aphrodisiac and not a sedative. She's threatening to leak it.”

"Top Ten Sexiest Billionaire Cole (L/N)'s wife had a sex tape released over the weekend that featured a man that clearly wasn't Cole." I recognized the brunette instantly. She was one of the girls Cole had slept with before our contract and I could bet my liver she was absolutely relishing this. Last time we had met, Cole turned her down in front of me and I swore from then on forward she had hated me. I could almost feel the bile climbing up my throat and I hadn't even eaten yet. "The tape, though only, a minute long was absolutely devastating, as it clearly took place during their honeymoon." The male presenter gave the viewers a dirty sly smirk. "We can't play it on TV for clear reasons,

I got comfortable, knees bent, back straight, mouth and pussy lined up with the holes. Jade taped the top half shut, texting the whole time on her phone. She’s probably chatting with her boyfriend. “Text me if you need anything before I get back. I’m just grabbing more tape from the front desk. Two minutes tops.” “Jade, there’s still a roll right there on the nightstand,” I pointed out. She waved it off. “That one’s almost gone. Be right back, babe. Think sexy thoughts about your husband-to-be.” Then she was gone. The door clicked shut.

Jamie looked at them and then at me, quickly bringing out her phone. "Daughter of Jamie Sinclair, Doris Rodriguez's threesome sex video leaked." I read out loud, my eyes never leaving Jamie's eyes. Jamie's leg wobbled as she quickly found herself a seat, her eyes glued to the screen before letting out a loud scream. "What the fuckkkkkk"