Opening Door Naked

"There, it's all shaved. Happy?"

Just a few minutes ago, he made me record a video for him. One going over my entire body. It was like I was a teacher, calling out the name of every single part of my body. That wasn't enough though. He wanted me to go further. He wanted me to explain the use of each part in a perverted way. How my clit can be used to pleasure me, my asshole used for anal sex, my hands used for handjobs. At the end of the video, he wanted me to cum while thanking the viewer.

That last part made my insides ache. It felt like he wasn't going to keep his part of the deal. That in a day, he'd post a video online with my name on it. Still though, it was take that risk or get exposed for sure. It was clear that I had to do so I set up my phone, recorded my 'lesson', and sent it to my blackmailer.

B-Male: What gorgeous hole~
B-Male: I should've had you make a recording of everything a long time ago~
B-Male: You'd make an excellent teacher, you know~
B-Male: The only downside is that trail of hair above your pussy. Shave it and send a photo as proof.

So that's what I did. It wasn't a big deal to me. I liked my landing strip, but being shaved is easier and looks just as good. I was much more worried about the rest of the tasks that he's been giving me. This wasn't the first one and I doubt it'd get any better any time soon.

After sending the photo, I waited for the usual reply back. A compliment, tease, something that makes me feel more ashamed of myself and yet a little turned on at the same time. Instead, nothing came. My heart raced as each minute passed. He always said goodbye when he was done with me for the night or would let me know when he'd need to take a break. The fact that he didn't say something meant that it was probably on purpose, that he was setting up something important. Something bad...Or I was just being paranoid.

Forty minutes later and a text from him finally arrived.

B-Male: They will be here shortly.
B-Male: This is your next task. Don't look through the peep hole. Open the door while naked. Act natural, and follow any lie or command that I tell you during it.
B-Male: Keep your Apple Watch with you at all times. It'd make it easier for you to read my messages while being discreet.

That was the most terrifying text that I've ever gotten for him. He's been vague other times. Usually to up the suspense and make me nervous. Make me worried that I'm about to get caught...This is different though. This feels like he's about to do what I've been scared since he first started blackmailing me. He's going to use me as a prostitute. I really hoped that I was wrong.

I heard the door ring and slowly headed towards the front door, my heart racing faster at every stop. My apple watch was already on and could see a text from my blackmailer, reminding me that he's watching me through the hidden cameras he made me set up in my own apartment.

Finally, I grabbed onto the handle and opened the door. Coming face to face with... one of my fans.

"Oh my gosh! Is that- Are you Nixa?!" He quickly shove his hand forward, grabbing my own. For a few seconds, he just stared at me smiling, talking about what a big fan he was. Then finally, it all stopped. He froze in place and slowly looked me up and down, just now realizing my state of dress. "Are you naked?"

As soon as he asked, I felt another vibration from my apple watch and glanced over at my blackmailers message.