Consider her offer

"Actually, Vanessa when you struggle it makes it a lot more fun. Gives a lot more realism to the whole **** fantasy." She looks at you with a tear stained face, confused and sobbing. "Besides, what makes you think taking your virginity is any kind of prize? Virgins are almost always lousy fucks. I'd rather have a ripe, experienced woman than any ten virgins. So you see, it's not much of an offer."

"Please...what do you want? I'm offering myself to you...please don't send the pictures...I'll do anything you want...show me what you want me to do...please...oh God please...take me...make me experienced...show me what I need to do...I thought men like you wanted to fuck virgins...please..." she mewls pathetically, squirming in her bonds.

"Vanessa you know nothing about me, much less what a 'man like me' wants. Your precious virginity isn't worth a damn as far as I'm concerned. You're under some delusion if you think cracking a virgin is the height of pleasure. It's just not that special. You're not that special." You pick up her phone again and play with it.

"Nooooo! Oh please don't send the pictures! Please! Use me anyway you want, make me do anything..."

"You're just a whore, aren't you Vanessa? You'll trade your body for payment, in this case keeping the pictures private. You're a virgin, but you're just a whore."

"I'll be your whore...I'll do anything you want...please....anything...I'll be a whore for you...you can use my body...Oh God I'm begging you...I'm begging you to use me...just don't send the pictures! Please, please don't send them!" she wails, sobbing frantically.

You look at her squirming body and tear streaked panicked face. You consider her taut ripe ass, raised, toned and ready for fucking. You smile cruelly at her and make your decision.