A women is at the door

I'm about 10 minutes early as I pull up to his driveway. There are two cars already parked; one pink corvette and a Mr. Willington's black Hummer. I park behind the pink Vet. As I approach the door, a middle aged women wearing red stilettos, fishnet stockings, at white miniskirt, a red silky top exposing almost her entire breasts and way too much makeup opens the door and greets me.

"Hello pretty, My name is Jill. You must be Jenny. I heard what happened. He's such a fucking jerk but I got you. Come on in..."

She places her hand on my lower waist and guides me into the living room. She continues, "have a seat." As she directs me to a chair in the corner.

I look around the room as I take a seat. Half of the furniture appears very fancy yet dated, the other looks tacky and new. The house screams middle class old money. I sit, careful to cross my legs as I'm not accustom to wearing such a short dress.

Jill opens a bottle of wine, pours two glasses, sips one and hands the other to me. "Here, have a sip while we chat."

I accept the wine and take a sip while Jill stands over me, watching in a motherly manner as I sip the wine. She continues, "Jay (I presume she is referring to Mr. Willington) pulled a fast one on you and I feel terrible for you. I yelled at him for doing that but he doesn't listen to me. Mr. Willington does what he wants to do. I saw the video and I don't think you want that to be distributed. "

I decide to nervously nod my head yes. I have no idea where this is going, but I hope it all ends today. what in world can I do to make that tape go away forever and end this.

Jill looks me in the eyes. I hope she doesn't sense my nervousness. She says, "Mr. Willington listens to me. If I beg him, he just just might be willing to destroy the only copy of the video in exchange for you helping him this evening. I am an attorney and will make sure that the contract includes complete destruction of the contents on the tape."

Without waiting my response, she leaves to the back room apparently to have a conversation with Jay Willington.

What the fuck did I get into? I feel like I can trust her, but what does have in mind? How long will this last? ugh... What will I do?

Jill returns with a formal document in her hand. She sees my hesitation and gently rubs my face as she says, "Sweetie, it will be okay. It will only be an hour tops. If you want, I can be there to support you."

She reaches out her hand and I take it. She walked me into the back room like a mother would a child.

I enter the back room and see Mr. Willington watching a 70" television. I am shocked to see the video is of Mr. Willington fucking me. My face turns ghost white as I absorb the atmosphere. I freeze and almost turn and run, but Jill chimes in.

"Jay, she is extremely nervous. Turn that shit off." Says Jill.

Jay hits the pause off button.

Jill continues while still holding my hand, "Jenny agrees, but I will be here too. Take it slow and treat her with respect.

Jay nods while undressing me with his eyes. He chimes in, "Maybe, but that tape is worth thousands. She better earn her pay if I'm gonna delete it all." Jay stands and begins walking towards the back door of the house, "follow me ladies".

Jill, still holding me hand, follows Jay out the back door. We enter a large, dark shed behind the house. about 3 feet in the center of the room is another door. Jay opens the door and him and I enter a much smaller room, about the size of a handicap stall. This is a plain room with florescent blue lights. The only piece of furniture in this room is a single armchair and a whiteboard.

Jill says, "I'll be right out here" as Jay closes the door.

Jay begins, "As you see, we are in a small room. The only thing here is you, me, this chair, the whiteboard and these holes." He points to a half dozen circular holes in the drywall.

He smirks at my clearly confused look and continues, "As you saw in my living room, the single copy of our encounter is playing on repeat. A few of my friends are going to watch the video until they are excited, then you are going to finish them off as they place their cocks through the holes. Once you serve 20 men, nineteen and myself, our contract is complete and the tape will be permanently destroyed. What do I do?