You can't waste this opportunity.

For the next week you plotted and planned how to do it, but in reality you were just building up the courage to actually go through with it. Finally after work on a Thursday night you drank a little liquid courage and sent the first text.

*You: Hey Rene, what are you up to?*

*Rene: Just relaxing. Who is this?*

*You: Who I am isn't important.*

*Rene: Ok creep. I don't have time for this nonsense. Tell me who you are or get blocked*

You sent her one of her nude pictures at work.

*You: Don't do that unless you want your uncle to see what you've been doing at work. All I'm asking is that you just talk to me for a bit.*

For the next several minutes you would see the familiar dot dot dot of a person writing a message. You assumed she was writing something, deleting it, then writing something else, and repeating that. You were betting her next message would be a dozy of trying to get you scared of her.

*Rene: Look here you worthless piece of shit. You post anything and I'll have the police knocking on your door*

*You: Haha, that's my girl. Love that fire in you. I guess if I'm going to jail for wanting you to talk with me I might as well just release this picture to your Uncle and every other family member you have. Have a nice life, at least what is left of it.*

You send another picture of her with a butt plug in her ass.

*Rene: Wait*

*Rene: All you want to do is talk?*

You giggled and clapped your hands like an excited little kid. It was going just like you'd dreamed so far. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself down a little.

*You: To start with at least. Yah. Let's talk for a bit.*

*Rene: What do you want to talk about?*

*You: Let's learn a little about ourselves shall we? What do you enjoy more? Sex with a man or sex with a woman? I'll start. I'm straight so sex with a woman is my cup of tea. Remember, I know a bit about you so if I catch you in a lie there will need to be a punishment.*

...

*Rene: I don't have a preference*

*You: Bullshit. Remember what I said about lying. You are telling me you don't know if you prefer the feeling of a big hard cock filling you up, or the soft gentle body of a woman caressing you?*

*Rene: Fuck you. I'm not lying. I just can't answer that. Sometimes my mood takes me to one or the other*

You are surprised at how quickly she fell into this. There was a part of you wondering if she was just biding her time to plot, or if she was too scared of you releasing the photos for her to go against you.

*You: Fair enough. Would Angela be one of the women you've been with...sexually?*

Again you see the dots come and go for a minute.

*Rene: No*

*You: Uh oh. I think you're lying.*

*Rene: Fuck you I'm not. We just haven't gone that far*

*You: But you want to?*

*Rene: She's the only friend I have*

You pondered that statement. It was short, but you could tell it meant she cared about Angela.

*You: So you don't want to ruin that friendship by complicating it with sex?*

*Rene: Yes*

*You: Has she said she wants to have sex with you?*

*Rene: Not directly, but she isn't hiding it very well*

*You: Seems like a complicated friendship already. Tell me, what if I said I'd be your friend?*

*Rene: As if, fuck you. Friends don't **** each other*

*You: Now now, **** is such a dirty word. All I'm trying to do is help you.*

*Rene: The fuck you are. I know where this is going. You're going to want me to fuck you at some point. That's all you are after*

She has you figured out for sure, but then again, it wasn't complicated where this was eventually going. You didn't want her to know that though.

*You: Nope. I have no interest in fucking you. I do have a goal in mind though. Are you curious as to what it is?*

*Rene: Just tell me*

*You: I think that information will cost you something. Send me a picture of your tits, and not a picture from your Onlyfans. Make sure your face is in the picture.*

Several minutes passed and you were beginning to think she was just going to ghost you when your phone dinged. She'd sent you a picture of her sitting up in bed. Her shirt was hiked up and her tits were on display, as well as her face. If the look she was giving the camera could kill you'd be a dead man for sure. Still, it was amazing progress to be able to get her to send you a picture.

*You: That's my good girl. That wasn't so bad now was it? Nothing too different from your Onlyfans. Now I can explain my goal a little if you want me to?*

*Rene: Fuck you I already told you to tell me*

*You: Take a breath and calm down a little. My goal is simple. I want to help you find your place in life.*

*Rene: WTF does that mean? You haven't explained anything*

*You: Let's just say my goal will become more and more obvious, and another little hint is that I like to watch. Since you seem to be so angry at me right now I think we should end the night right here. I'm going to give you two assignments. One for right now, and one for tomorrow.*

*You: If you fail either one all your photos will be spread to everyone important to you. Are you ready for your first task?*

*Rene: Fuck you*

*You: I'll take that as a yes. Your first task is simple. I'll give you one hour to film yourself masturbating. During it I want you to talk dirty about how you want your fingers/dildo to be "Master's Cock" instead, and when you climax I want you to call out for "Master" as you do so. Then send the video to me. Understand?"*

*Rene: FUCK YOU!!!!!*

*Rene: Fine*

*You: Good girl. When you send me the video I'll respond with your second task, and then we'll talk more tomorrow. Your time starts right now. Remember, one hour.*

As you sat waiting your mind was all over the place. On one hand it seemed easy to get her to do things, but you wondered if that meant she was just biding her time to discover who you were. You were blackmailing her after all. That was illegal. You could get in serious trouble, but the thought of her lips wrapped around your cock any time you wanted was too much to pass up. Surprisingly about fifteen minutes later you heard a ding on your phone.

*Rene: Done asshole. I'm sending it now*

*You: Wow. That was surprisingly quick. A little pent up perhaps, or maybe being told what to do turns you on?*

*Rene: Go fuck yourself*

*You: We'll have to work on your temper I think. It isn't very attractive.*

*Rene: FUCK YOU!!!!!*

You had to chuckle a bit, but you decided to let that subject drop for now. A couple minutes later a video arrived. You quickly scrolled through it. It showed Rene in the same outfit as before pulling out a dildo and at the end she climaxed with it. You were rock hard even just watching little clips of the five minute video.

*You: Looks like you take orders well. That's my good girl. Now, your second task for tomorrow will be pretty easy. I want you to send me selfies of you and the men who you supervise.*

*Rene: What? Why?*

*You: The why will be be my secret for now, and you already know the what. I think that will be all for tonight save one thing. I want you to be nice to me and wish me a good night.*

Several minutes passed and you could just picture Rene fuming at having to be nice to you.

*Rene: Good night mystery man Sleep well*

You could tell it was probably dripping with hate and sarcasm, but it was what you had asked of her.

*You: Good girl, and good night. Don't forget your task tomorrow, and I will contact you some time after 8pm so make sure you are available. Just know I don't want to cause you any physical harm, and I'm being serious about being your friend.*