Setup her demise

Lara sat down on the stairs, coming to terms with what she needed to do, and setting her mind to it.

"OK, 48 hours to fuck up my life as much as I can", she says to herself, pondering her approach.

"Everything OK boss?"

It was Alastair her tech guy. In her world she had killed him years ago, but now he could come in useful.

"Actually I had a question for you", she said, standing and moving in closer to him. "Do you have equipment to record and stream an event for me?", She asked

"Of course Lara, no problem", he replied

"It is just, I need you tight lipped on this one, the material you are going to be filming is highly illegal", she said, moving closer yet

"Ehm, Lara I don't want to go to jail, I'm not sure.. "

Lara cut him off by pulling him into her by the waist. Her hand dived into the front of his trousers, massaging his cock hard in her hand.

"Alastair, I have seen what sort of porn you watch, how much of it is about me, and how **** and brutal it is on me"

He stammered, not knowing how to respond. It was true, he always imagined turning the tables on his bitch of a boss and seeing her destroyed

"Ehm, I..."

Lara kept pumping his cock.

"It is OK, that is what I want you to film", she said, stroking him faster.

"You have always wanted to see me **** haven't you?", Her question just eliciting a moan from him

"Tomorrow night have the cameras ready in the basement", she ordered, "if it goes well for me, I'll blow you every day for a month, if it goes badly ... Well ... I won't be alive to argue about you using what is left of me ..."

"Oh fuck", Lara finally tipping him over the edge, covering her hand in his seed.

She pulls her hand out, licking up his salty load from her fingers

"I'll set it up", he says as she walks away, the taste of his cum on her lips