On paper this girl was absolutely perfect. She had a healthy relationship with parents and younger brother, helping her parents with their small farm. She was a regular church goer and volunteered as a missionary in other countries. She volunteered for an organization to be a “big sister” for girls that needed mentoring. She worked hard in school and even became chapter president of her sorority. She was perfect in the eyes of everyone that knows her. Except she has a darker side to her that only a few people know about. She was deeply submissive and sexually repressed. Which is how I came to blackmail her.
She had reached out to me through one of my ads for consensual blackmail. I know, I know. Consensual blackmail? Sounds like an oxymoron. Consensual blackmail is a lot like rape play. You’re given a safe word and all bets are off until you pull that card. Meaning ‘no’ doesn’t mean ‘no’ anymore. Nothing she says or does matters until she says her safe word. It all starts with her being in my blackmail debt. I had her write degrading words across her naked body and pose with her driver’s license. Now if she didn’t do what I wanted I threatened to post that online for the world to see.