Of course it will.

Vivian nursed his flacid penis in her mouth until he was ready to start again and continued. She listened to what he was saying to the other players.

"...Yeah, man, I swear! No kidding, she's a doll."

"I call bullshit" said one of the other players. "Tell her to say something, prove she's real!"

The boy looked down at her. "Well, say something, bitch."

She timidly said hello into the microphone he had put near her face. Of course, it was hard with his dick still firmly lodged in her mouth, but she did her best.

"Wow! Wait though, that could just be a girl you've got with you. For all I know, that's your fucking sister and you're playing me!"

He sighed. "Fine. What will prove she's real?"

There was silence for a minute. "We're just about done this match. Boot up your computer and Skype me. I want to SEE her blowing your dumb ass." He laughed as if it was a ridiculous request, one he clearly didn't expect him to agree to.

"Done." he quickly said.

"For real!? Holy shit! Get online now!"

The boy reached for the computer on the other side of the couch and placed it on the table behind her, nicely framing her giving him head, which she was still doing, for lack of a command not to.

Vivian tried to say that she didn't want to be exposed to anyone else. That that was their deal. The boy didn't care. He started pumping her head up and down his cock. The screen lit up and, from what she gathered, she was now being watched.

"Holy FUCK, Dude! How did you pull this one off?"

He smiled. "She's my ****. I can do whatever I want with her. Just last night I withdrew $7,500 from her bank account. It's MY money now. Here I am fucking her throat and she can't do a damn thing about it."

He was in awe. "I wish I could get me a bitch like that, man. What is she? Some nutjob who craves humiliation?"

"Better yet! I found the bitch naked in the park near my house and just straight up kidnapped here! She's mine now! I have her I.D here and everything. Let me show you!"

Vivian gagged on his cock as she heard that. ANOTHER person would know who she is and what she had been reduced to. How could this get any worse? Again, she tried to stop him, but having her head violently **** down onto his cock tended to hinder one's ability to struggle.

"See? Charlotte's her name. There's her address."

"Holy shit, I know where that is! I should check it out, see if she's got anything valuable."

Vivian began to cry as she fellated the boy.

"Go ahead. The slut won't be needing any of it.