Use your camera phone to take a picture of your pussy

You: "I need for you to prove you're serious. Go somewhere private, hike your skirt up, and take a picture of your pussy with your camera phone. Send it to me."

Ashley: "OK"

You feel your cock pushing against the inside of your pants and you consider unzipping them and beating off in your office. You're equal parts thrilled and disgusted with yourself. In fact, you're fairly certain the feeling disgusted half is the reason your cock is getting hard. You're blackmailing your daughter and she has no idea.

In an effort to distract yourself you try to focus on work while waiting for the response. Half an hour passes and you start to wonder if she's going to chicken out, but before you can send her a note asking what's going on she replies.

You open the image and it's of her skirt hiked up, her panties pushed down to her knees, and her bare pussy fully exposed for you.

Ashley: "Happy?"

You: "Yes. Very. Enjoy the rest of your day. I’ll be in touch.”

Before getting back to work you dash off a message to your blackmailer “the hook is set.” The rest of the day goes by quickly, but right before you’re about to pack up and head home your cell phone vibrates. It’s Ashley. If you’d been drinking anything you’d probably do a spit-take. You answer with much trepidation, “Ashley?”

The voice on the other line sounds distraught. “Hi, Daddy. Something horrible has happened.”

Oh shit. Was she going to tell you about being blackmailed? “What’s wrong, Ash?”

She sobs into her phone, “My computer, Daddy, all I can get to come up is a blue screen. I think I lost everything and I need it to do homework.”

Ah. You almost say “clever girl,” but bite your tongue. “What do you want me to do?”

“Well,” her voice shifts from one of sorrow to one of the sweet innocent angel who Daddy should do everything to please, “I thought maybe you could lend me your credit card and I could go to the mall and buy a new one this weekend?”

You know there’s nothing wrong with her computer, but you can’t let on that you do, “I guess if you need one.”

“OH, THANK YOU, DADDY!” You hear a relieved smile in her voice, but before you can say “you’re welcome” she hangs up.

When you get home it’s a typical evening with your wife. You exchange the typical banter making up a boring story about something happening at work. Ashley spends the entire night in her room. She only comes out once to take your credit card but retreats before you can grill her about her day. Melissa observes that Ashley has been acting odd all night, but you dismiss it as teen behavior.

Right before you’re about to go to bed a new email arrives from your blackmailer:

John,

It’s nice of you to let your little girl get a new computer. Hopefully, she’ll get one with a top-of-the-line webcam. I thought it might be nice to take advantage of this situation, so while you were spending a quiet evening with your wife I’ve been using your sock puppet account to chat with your daughter as blackmailer you. I hope you don’t mind, but I ordered her to “use Daddy’s credit card to take some money out and go buy some things for your future as my toy." In addition to a computer, she’ll be picking up...

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