Markiplier Face Cam Novels & Stories

“We will be on camera very soon. Let’s do a good job, as always.” He sighed, “Can I clean my lips?” “No, you can’t,” I replied readily. “Let’s go.” I led the way outside. Kyrian stayed back at first but he caught up to me later. The camera turned towards us almost immediately and I smiled nervously… the kind of smile you have when you’re feeling guilty about something. I sighted Hori from afar but today, she didn’t call me over. She was staring at Kyrian and I as if we had something stuck on our faces.

I’ve been camming for two years. Anonymous. Careful. Face never shown – just my body from the neck down, lit by ring lights, performing for strangers who tip in tokens and type filthy things in chat. It pays for college. Pays for my apartment. Pays for the life my parents think I’m funding with a “remote customer service job.” No one knows. Not my friends, not my family, definitely not my stepbrother Tyler, who’s supposed to be at his apartment an hour away and absolutely not walking into my room without knocking while I’m mid-show with a vibrator buried in my pussy.

When the screen lit up, I thought that I would be able to see the coward’s face, but a ridiculous watermelon filter covered her entire face. Even her background had been blurred. All the onlookers went wild, and they started spamming the chat. [You put on a filter? You’re definitely feeling guilty!] [You billed someone for two million dollars and won’t show your face? You’re definitely a scammer! Get the police to arrest her!] [That sounds like the voice of a pimp!]

Then I smiled at him, tears rolling down my cheeks. Marcus didn’t realize what was happening until he looked at my neckline cleavage and saw it. The words were written with a black marker. (SAVE ME FROM MARCUS. HE WILL KILL ME!!!) Only over my neckline and chest. For one heartbeat, the entire red carpet froze. “What the hell—?” “Is that real?” “Oh my God—” “Did she write that on herself to go viral, or is she being serious?” Cameras went wild. Flashes exploded faster, frantic now.

But I will rather try someone new. I scroll down as message pop on my laptop asking me for permission to access my camera and microphone. That’s not happening! Camera yes, but mic hell no. The last thing I want is someone recognizing me by my voice. My face and chest popped up on the screen and I did a quick check. Damn, I’m so freaking hot!! Satisfied, I lowered the screen so just my lips and upper body were visible then I click on the message and await this mysterious new man. But hold up! Who the fuck bears architecture as a fake name, what happened to big cock or some crazy except he plans on drawing my cum on his next project it sounds funny.

His voice had deepened an octave, and I don’t think I have ever seen his silver eyes so vibrant. Mark Williams wanted me. He not only wanted me, but he was throwing all of his fancy-pants rules out of the window and kissing the shit out of me in the middle of Central Park. I wondered why he stopped when I heard it: the familiar clicking noise of a camera. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. “Do you have a statement to make, Mr. Williams?” a particularly brave man asked. I was guessing that we would be on the trashy news by six tonight.

Jeff is the housekeeper of my family, we had been driving for about 4 hours. "No worries Jeff, I just...considering how to face my family." I sighed, forcing myself to give a little smile. "Your uncle will be warmly welcome you, Miss Natalie." Jeff looks in the mirror. "They are waiting for you. I've told him we will be there soon." "That's nice, but...I just don't know how to act. Since I've already flown away from the pack for 4 years."

“What job do I get that does not end with me losing more blood.” “Camera and comms,” Adrian said. He pushed a compact pack across the table. “Body cam, throat mic, bone-vibration earpiece. Simple. The mesh is configured for plain speech. If the ward hum drowns you, push-to-send will cut a clean lane for two seconds.” Mira stood straighter. “What about me.”

She thought that he would tear it off at once… Was he being a hypocrite? She burst into laughter. “Hey, tell me, you don’t spend a lot of time on your face, so how did you get such a nice complexion? You’re already past thirty, yet you don’t have a single wrinkle on your face.” Mark gave her a sidelong glance and didn’t answer, as if he were displeased at her for mentioning his age. After that, Mark suddenly hugged her. “Actually… My reason for fixing that surveillance camera on the door has to do with you.”

It must be because she’s really experienced! Some people even used AI to put my face on indecent videos, and plenty of fake videos started spreading. All those insults toward me hurt me through my entire being, but Mark did not stop it. He even liked some of the comments. He stared at his phone’s screen and seemed really happy about it. “Jane, let’s see how long you can keep quiet about this before you come forward!” I screamed, yelled, and tried to hit him, but I could only watch as my hand passed through Mark’s face.