Not without a little trouble

The car breezed along the quiet suburban streets, Emma’s hands steady on the wheel as she navigated with that effortless skill she always had. You sat quietly. Well, as quietly as you could be with that monster sized dildo shifting inside you with every bump in the road. Your short skirt did little to hide your small erection, so you held your legs pressed together, hoping Emma wouldn’t notice and make another snide comment.

As you pulled up to a stop sign, the car suddenly jolted forward with a loud THUNK! You gasped, the dildo shifting abruptly inside you, sending a shiver up your spine as your weak little cock twitched again. Emma was also startled, slamming her hand on the steering wheel. "What the hell?!" You both turned to look out the back window, though it was a bit hard for you to shift your weight without letting out a moan.

A sleek black SUV had rear-ended you, its front bumper up against the back of your car. Before you could process what happened, Emma was already unbuckling her seatbelt. Her face was a confusing middle ground between furiousness and composure, like she was trying to maintain herself without going berserk. "Get out and follow me." she demanded as you began to open the door. As you stood, the dildo slid out of you with a soft moan escaping your lips, the sensation making your knees wobble for a moment. You adjusted your skirt, trying to act casual, but Emma shot you a look as if she could see right through you.

The driver of the SUV, a woman in her mid-thirties with slightly pudgy features and a hot-headed look on her face, stormed out of her car. She was dressed in a pristine business suit, her heels clicking aggressively on the pavement as she marched toward you and Emma. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" she shrieked, pointing at Emma. "You stopped way too hard! You caused this! Look at my bumper!" She gestured wildly at her SUV, which had its bumper practically hanging by a thread. I knew the woman was lying, since Emma was the best driver in, like, the whole world, but the lady wouldn't stop insisting it was Emma's fault.

Emma crossed her arms, unfazed by the woman's aggressive shrieking "Lady, calm down. You hit us! Maybe if you were paying attention instead of-" she paused, her eyes narrowing as she leaned closer, her lips forming a devilish grin. "You know what, before we have this back and forth all day, why don't we just see what really happened?"

The woman’s anger seemed to falter, her face becoming slightly panicked. Emma’s smirk grew wider as she pulled out her phone. "See, I’ve got a camera on the back of this car. It should've caught everything." She held up her phone so that the three of you could all see, opening up a camera app that you didn't know she had and pulling up some video.

It was a perfect view from the back of the car, and it showed the SUV with such impressive detail, it was like watching a feature film. She scrubbed the footage for a moment, before pausing and zooming in. "Ah, there it is... our car stops, and yet you keep going, eyes glued to your phone, watching… what was it? Oh, right. Porn. Real classy, jerking off while driving."

The woman’s face drained of color, her eyes widening in panic. "W-what? No, that’s not... I wasn’t-" she stammered, but Emma cut her off by snapping her fingers. "Don’t even try. It’s all on video. Crystal clear." Emma pulled out her phone, tapping the number pad as if she was about to call the police right then and there. The woman’s hands clung to Emma's shoulders, her composure crumbling.

"Please," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Please, don’t do this. I’ll lose my job, my family... Everything! I’ll pay for any damage, I swear! Just… don't show anyone... a-and don't sue me." Emma tilted her head, pretending to consider it, her fingers hovering just above the call button "Hmm. Well, lucky for you, there’s no real damage to our car. Just a little scuff. So, I won’t sue you. Not a big deal."

The woman’s shoulders sagged with relief, her hands clasping together like she was praying. "Oh, thank you, thank you so much-" Emma’s loud and arrogant laugh cut her off. "Oh, I’m not done. I said I won’t sue you, but I am posting that video. I’ve got a huge fanbase, lady. Hundreds of thousands of followers. In about ten seconds, everyone in this town’s gonna see you getting off to porn while driving. Your life will be totally ruined~!"

The woman let out a choked sob, tears welling in her eyes. "No, please! I’ll do anything! Anything you want, just don’t post it!"

Emma’s face became more gleefully sadistic than before. She leaned in close, whispering. "Anything, huh? Alright. Here’s the deal. By the end of the day, you’re gonna get fucked by twenty different guys. And I want proof... Photos of you with each guy's dick in your cunt, or I hit ‘post’ and your dirty little secret goes viral. Should be easy for a shameless perv like you!"

The woman’s jaw dropped, her face a mix of horror and disbelief. "T-twenty? I can’t! Th-that’s impossible! A-and if I miss my meeting, boss will have my head!"

Emma shrugged, already turning back toward the car. "Better get started then. Maybe go to the nearest strip club and get a group of guys at once... From the porn you were watching in this video, I can tell you're into gang-bangs~!" The woman's face burned a bright red. "In fact, I bet you've been training yourself to get fucked by multiples guys at once... You probably can't cum without shoving three dicks in your stretched out pussy at the same time." The woman tried to deny it, but you and Emma could both see the bright, colorful dildos sticking out from her car door. "Leave the photos here by midnight or I'll post that video!" She waved her off.

Emma glanced back at you as the woman scrambled back into her car. You were now standing awkwardly by the passenger door, as she snapped her fingers. "Come on, Slut. We’ve got places to be." You scurried back into the car, wincing as you lowered yourself onto the dildo again, your mind reeling from what you’d just witnessed.

Emma peeled out of the intersection, her laughter filling the car. "God, that was too easy," she said, glancing at you. "People are so predictable." You winced uncomfortably, the dildo making it hard to focus. "Emma, do you actually have that many followers? That must be like..." You paused, trying to count on your fingers. "A billion!"

She giggled at your stupidity, not taking her eyes off the road. "Nah... I wouldn't want all that attention anyways. But that doesn't matter. She believed me. That’s what counts. Now shut up and try not to drool on yourself, dipshit. We’re almost at Jess’s place." The car hummed through the streets, the engine’s rumble blending with the faint pop on the radio.