A few more weeks

Things between you and Tanya continue to go very well as continue with your lives, doing your best not to worry or feel overly guilty about potentially being the reason that Jamie and Emma would be parents. You did you best to stay in touch and offer as much help to both Emma and Jamie as you can to help alleviate the feelings of guilt, and both Emma and Jamie seem very greatful for it.

Right now you were heading to a hotel for a spa weekend with Emma and Tanya. The invite seemed strange at first, but the email with your bookings came from Emma who sounded super excited for it, and a weekend getting pampered during the day, and having a big comfy bed to share with Tanya made it hard to turn down the free trip.

The one downside was that the place Emma had booked was a fairly long drive out of town, so it was getting quite late by the time you arrive at the address. The resort itself looked pleasant, with a log cabin and nature feel to the place, although the affect was spoiled somewhat by Tanya, when she commented on how it reminded her of those camps that horror films tend to favor.

"Looks like this is our cabin." Tanya says as she checks the room number in the paper slip the man on reception had given her.

"Looks nice, just hope that it's warm enough inside." You reply as you shuffle on the spot to keep warm as you hug your jacket to yourself, as the winter air cuts through the layers of your outfit as if you were out in a bikini.

"I'm sure we can find something to help keep each other warm if not." Tanya says with a flirty tone as she slips the key into the lock followed by a satisfying cluck of the heavy lock being released as the door swings inward, as the two of you hurry inside to the warmth and shelter from the bitter chil of the early evening.

Thankfully the cabins seemed to be fairly well equipmed with the modern comforts you'd hope for, but given the resort was a peaceful spa rather than an actual back to nature style cabin. So as you close the door you feel the warmth wash over you, as Tanya finds a light switch to illuminate the room. The room itself looked nice, with a decent and comfortable lounge, although you can't help but notice the large box on the coffee table, with a note with the words read me made up of letters cut out different magazines and newspapers.

"So on the outside we got the camp slasher horror vibe, and on the inside decorated with a creepy stalker motif." Tanya says as she walks over to the box. "Seriously, who even does this any more." She continues as she picks up the note, and turns to you as you approach after taking off your jacket.

"You reckon it's something Emma planned, adding a mystery scavenger hunt theme to our spa day?" You offer as you look down at the large box, and nudge it to find that whatever was inside didn't have much weight to it.

"I don't think so." Tanya says as she reads the back of the note, unless she's gone way into a character for it. "Inside this box you shall find a message and begin your penance for your crimes or face just punishment." Tanya reads aloud as she shows you the otherside of the note.

"Well guess we open the box and find out." You say as you quickly find and undo the flaps and reveal the contents of it. Inside you find a thumb drive and a cellphone. "Did you bring your laptop Tanya?" You ask as you pass her the thumb drive and examine the fairly plain cellphone, looks like a cheap disspoable prepaid job, and suddenly between the it, and the note you started to feel a little more unsettled.

"Sure, I had planned on watching some shows together, if we got to tired out." Tanya replies with a grin as she heads over to her bag and fishes out her laptop, setting it down on top of the coffee table, after you moved the box to the floor. You power it up, and insert the thumb drive to find only a single video file titled I know what you bitches did.

"Ok starting to doubt this was something Emma arranged for us." You say as Tanya's face changes from her usually care free state to one of more concern as she clicked on the file.

The video made your feeling of unease steadily worsen into solid dread as it continued. It began with some text on a black back ground. 'I know what you two did.' 'You thought you could mess with people's lives like that and get away with it?' 'You thought you could just go back to being friends, without any consequences?' It read as you turned to Tanya her bright blue eyes typically a source of comfort when things got worrying or weird, but this time mirrored your own look of worry. 'You both hurt someone I loved and now one way or another you will both Pay!' It finished with the final word taking up the screen before cutting to black.

"What the hell do they mean?" You ask aloud, doubting Tanya would answer but hoped asking aloud might trigger the more rational part of your mind into action.

Tanya didn't need to answer though, as the black screen changed to a very familiar scene, it was one you had intimately remembered as Emma posses on Jamie's bed as you take a photo. The next scene cuts to a still of some familiar red pills, before cutting back to another familiar scene, as footage of the spy cam you planted in Jamie's room all those months ago plays, as you hear Emma moan and groan as she rides Jamie's cock as you hear Jamie groan and you see him jerk and shake before some white leaks down the length of his cock.

"What the fuck." Tanya mutters to herself as her face reads abject horror, as text fills the screen again to a still of the cum leaking down Jamie's cock.

'You thought it was fun playing the black mailer? Fucking with peoples lives like some mastermind'

The video changes back this time to a very familiar place, as you see yourself and Tanya on your couch at home. "What about those pills?" You hear yourself ask on the tape, as a still of those familiar red pills flash on the screen before disappearing again. "Oh fuck Tanya did we get Emma knocked up?" You hear yourself ask, the conversation a little out of sync to the real one, but the picture it was painting was very damning.

"Emma's happy, Jamie's happy, all well that ends well right?" You hear Tanya reply as the tape jumps about, forcing her conversation to sound worse that what actually transpired.

'You seemed to enjoy playing along as victims of ****, now lets see how you like it when it's not a game in your control.' The text reads as it slowly fills the screen. 'Oh and if you think of refusing, then I promise that I will make it my life's work to ruin both of yours.' 'So if you truly value the friendship of those you betrayed, then I suggest you play along.' 'Call the only number preprogrammed in the burner phone I provided.' Then finally the video abruptly ends leaving an uneasy silence in the room.

"Well fuck." Tanya says in a flat tone as she slumps into a sofa and begins to massage her head with her fingers

"Don't suppose this is another elaborate trick?" You offer weakly.

"Afraid not, I don't know who or how, but this looks like the real deal this time." Tanya replies with a big sigh. "Me and my stupid plans." she continues.

"So what do we do?" You ask even though you know what your options already are.

"Well given what they've already shown us, I don't feel like calling their bluff, which only leaves us one real choice." Tanya says as she picks up the cell.

"What do you think they'll have us do?" You ask sounding low and worried.

"Not sure, who knows maybe it might not be horrific." Tanya says with a weak smile. "Alright lets get this over with then." Tanya says with a deep sigh as she navigates to the only contact and makes the call.

You wait nervously as the dial tone rings, and rings, before finally disconnecting. You exchanged some confused glances with Tanya before the cell buzzes with a text.

'Drive to the following address, where we shall meet and administer your penance for betraying your friends. You will be gone for some time so I'd recommend making excuses to any friends or family.'

The rest of the text was an address with directions.

"Well guess we should get going, and find out what were walking into." You say with a sigh as suddenly you're dragged back into another insane situation.