She uploads this video too...

Pale Deception: A Daughter's Submission

The Viral Aftermath

The video had been live for seventy-two hours. Seventy-two hours of sweaty-palmed refresh cycles, of biting her nails raw watching the view counter climb—10,000... 100,000... 500,000—until the digits blurred into meaninglessness. The raven-haired beauty's soft contralto barely a whisper,

"H-Holy shit..."

Miranda lay sprawled across her bed, the blue glow of her laptop screen casting eerie shadows across her face as she scrolled through the comments section of Poonhub, her luscious red lips curling into a wicked smile at the sheer depravity of it all.

"Fuck, that tight little asshole looks virgin—bet stepdaddy wrecked it after the camera cut."

"That whimper at 4:32? Chef's kiss. Fake or not, I'm saving this to my favorites."

"No way that's a stepdad. That cock's too young. Still, A+ for effort, slut."

Miranda's fingers trailed idly between her thighs, her panties already damp from rereading the filth strangers had typed about her—about them. The video's title alone had been a stroke of genius: "Stepdaughter switches with mom in the bed, finally fucks her stepdad." Blurring Stefano's face had been a necessary precaution, but the rest? The way her pale, pliant body had arched beneath him, the way her cunt had glistened around his thickness, the way her muffled cries had crescendo-ed as he'd filled her?

All real.

"He was so rough... No wonder mom could barely walk after Stefano's visits, I always had to help her with dinner while the slut's pussy was stuffed full of cum..."

All hers.

And now, four million people had seen it.

A knock at her bedroom door nearly sent her laptop flying.

"Miranda?" Maria's voice, her mom's smoky contralto muffled through the wood. "I'm heading out—Antonio needs his dry cleaning picked up. You good?"

Miranda slammed the laptop shut, the young woman's pulse jackhammering. "Y-yeah! Just studying!"

A pause. Then, the click of her mother's heels retreating down the hallway.

Miranda exhaled shakily, her gaze darting to the clock.

3:47 PM.

Stefano always came at 4:00.