No, she's too

"Wait!" Ashley squeals. "Okay, you win."

Cindy looks disappointed but stops masturbating. "Ugh. Fine."

A meek smile twists Ashley's lips upward. "Thank you for the second chance."

Cindy crosses her arms. "Well?"

Your **** daughter looks down at the bear between her thighs, "may I have an orgasm..." she pauses and stares at the bear for three seconds before saying "Daddy."

Cindy chuckles and leans forward. She puts her ear near the bear's mouth like she's listening. She smiles and leans in looking directly into her best friend's eyes. "I'm so sorry, Ash. Daddy says he isn't impressed with your performance. He said you used to hump him so much harder when you were little. Is that true?"

Ashley pouts and tries to look away, but Cindy reaches out and grabs the girl by her chin. She mumbles "Yes, but I was experimenting. I didn't know what I was doing."

"And did you moan for 'Daddy bear' back then?"

"yes, but I didn't..."

"Stop making excuses, Ashley. If you want to take this orgasm for me, you're going to show me how much you like to hump" she pauses before punctuating the statement with "Daddy."

Meanwhile, you can't believe what you're watching on your screen. Cindy has become a dominant monster and Ashley has become a weak, quivering submissive admitting her deepest secrets. And, through the haze of arousal, you still feel the occasional pangs of guilt, but they're getting quieter and fewer. As you continue to watch the scene unfold you wish you could cross the hall and take both of these girls. For better or for worse, that isn't an option. Whether or not you get to do anything with Cindy and Ashley is dependent on your blackmailer.

"uhnnnn..." your thoughts are interrupted by a loud groan from the speakers of your computer. On the screen, Ashley has resumed humping her stuffed 'Daddy bear' but this time she doing it with increased vigor. Her body violently bucks on the bear with her thighs tightly clenching it. "Oh, Daddy," she moans, 'please, Daddy, fuck me."

Cindy has stepped back to give Ashley room. Her fingers have found their way back between her thighs as she watches her friend hump the stuffed animal. "Good, beg him."

"Please, Daddy, let me cum for you.," she bounces up and down, clutching at her small breasts, "please let me show you" she moans deeply "that I'm your good "another deep moan "...girl. Your good girl. Please let me orgasm, Daddy!"

Cindy smiles letting out her own little gasp. She lets out a frustrated "fuck" and stops touching herself. She leans in again to "listen" to the bear. She nods her head and reaches out to take Ashley by the chin again and looks her in the eyes. She stares intensely into Ashley's eyes as your daughter keeps fucking and begging the bear. After a long minute with their eyes locked, Ashley desperately groans out "Please, Daddy, let your good girl have an orgasm. I need it so bad. Pleeeeassseee...."

Cindy responds "Your Daddy's proud of you, Ashley. He says you can have your orgasm, but..." Cindy's intense tone shifts to a more gentle and uncertain tone, "you need to kiss me while you release."

Ashley doesn't hesitate. She reaches both arms out and wraps her hands around her friend's head and they squish their mouths together. She continues humping the bear as she sloppily makes out with her friend. They kiss hungrily, like two teens who've battled sexual attraction for years. And Ashley let's go. Her body practically collapses on top of the bear as she moans into Cindy's mouth, but she's obedient, so she keeps kissing Cindy, following orders. Ashley briefly breaks the kiss and says "thank you, Daddy, for the orgasm" before returning to passionately kissing her controlling friend. Cindy moans and pushes Ashley backward onto the bed. She climbs on top of her friend and keeps kissing her. You watch Cindy's hand push between your daughter's thighs and her fingers hook inside. Ashley bucks against Cindy's hand moaning a "yes..."

And the video stops. The screen goes black. The instant messenger dings.

"Did you like it?" Is the message sent by your blackmailer.

You shake your head and take your hand off your cock. You furiously write back "What have you done?"

"Me?" the anonymous messenger replies. "I didn't do much of anything. They had choices, just like you. I didn't make Cindy turn into a Dominant bitch. That was just something you helped me pull out of her. I wonder how she's going to feel about you this morning for making her realize this dark part of her she's probably kept a lid on. It's always interesting to see how people respond when their perverted secrets are exposed. And poor Ashley! She selfishly claimed that single orgasm for herself! How is she going to feel about her decisions once the cloud of lust has lifted? In fact, the girls have rested long enough. Maybe you should go find out? Ashley is in her room and Cindy is downstairs on the couch. Who are you going to talk to first?"