Help blackmailing your friends

"My friend at the beach made a bet after your shameless behavior at the beach," she answers, "She bet that I couldn't get all three of you to service me. You looked like the easiest one to break, looking so shy in your tiny little swimsuit, so I started with you. "

"And now that I have that video of you," she continues, "I'll still own you even after your friends find out what I have under this skirt. You'd better hope they turn into cocksucking little sluts like you, then maybe they'll be motivated to keep your secret."

You gulp. You thought that you would be able to keep this whole thing a secret. But now the others will find out. Maybe they'll think that they're the only ones who know about her. Maybe you can convince them that she just gave you another blowjob here, and you didn't see what was inside her thong. Maybe. At least your part of the bet is over.

"What do you want me to do, though?" you ask.

"I want video of them, too," she answers, "and you're going to help me get it. You can hear them out in the living room, so I bet that if I go out there and distract them, you'll be able to sneak over to Ross's room and hide this camera."

"Okay," you mumble, your stomach twisting at the betrayal that she is forcing upon you. "I can do that."

"Then, I'll leave the tablet that's recording the stream in here for you once we've gone to his room," Salomé continues, "and when I say the words 'and now we're live,' you push the button to make it public."

You nod silently.

"You have to wait for the exact words, though," she continues,
"even if it sounds like I'm telling you to do it. Sometimes they change their mind once they hear me give the order."

You nod again.

"I'm going to make him sit on the end of the bed, so you're going to put the camera where there's a nice side view of my cock bouncing up and down beneath," she explains, "and while I set up the stream, you can suck my balls for a while until I'm hard again for the video."

You hang your head in despair. Apparently your ordeal isn't over yet.

Salomé gets up and walks behind you, and you look around to see her searching through her bag before pulling out a small camera and a tablet.

She puts the camera on a table beside the bed, facing you, and then sits on the edge of the bed in front of you, and spreads her legs to expose herself to you.

"Go on," she orders, "or I might just start streaming now."

Broken, you do as she says, lifting her now-soft cock with your hand, and putting your mouth against her balls, sucking one into your mouth, and then pushing the other one in with your fingers, completely filling your mouth.

"Get down lower so you can look up at me," Salomé tells you. "I want to see you looking me in the eye with a cock resting on your face while you fluff me."

You begrudgingly do as she says, spreading your legs and leaning forward until you are able to crane your neck back and look up your blackmailer past the enormous silicone orbs that helped lure you into this mess. You feel ashamed to somehow enjoy the view, as you imagine that you are eating her pussy rather than sucking her balls.

You fluff her as she instructed, and she holds the tablet above your head, but not so close as to block her view of your efforts. This takes some minutes, and as time passes you feel the cock resting on your face begin to harden, straightening itself and extending slowly to cover the view through your left eye.

She turns the tablet around to face you, and you see the view through the camera. It clearly shows your face, your mouth packed with the balls of the almost-erect Salomé.

"You see how nice I am to you? I didn't even record while you sucked me hard," she says. "Ross won't get any mercy though, after just fucking my face without asking. I'll start the recording before I leave. When I say 'and now we're live,' hit the red button. Pay attention. If you screw this up, your first blowjob goes public. No excuses."

She grabs her cock between her fingers, and lifts it up to give you a gentle slap in the face.

"Now get ready," she says, standing up and pulling her ballsack from your mouth. "It's showtime."

She steps back into her thong and pulls it up, adjusting it a little to hold her erection up and out of sight before tidying up her skirt, opening the door, and walking out of the room, leaving you naked and exposed to the empty halfway.