Ria's Racial Wreckoning

2011: The Proverbial Skeleton in the Cupboard.

Dan had set up the HD camera on top of a laptop screen then focused it on the double bed. Using the laptop’s finger pad, he logged into Ria's model profile to make sure it was all set up to go live for the very first time.

He felt he was pimping his girlfriend but Dan couldn't deny the excitement.

Ria and Dan had been dating for 2 months. Despite Ria being 22 and growing up in a traditional Himdu family in Sri Lankan, she only had the freedom to find love once she became a Masters student in the UK. Dan was a post grad and Ria's first proper boyfriend who had recently taken her virginity.

Despite looking like an ethic Barbie doll, Ria had the personality of your typical South Asian student, geeky and very bookish, whose idea of a crazy night was eating a packet Haribo before bed. So Dan felt shocked when Ria had agreed to become a cam model. He had joked that stripping was the only way of paying her crippling course fees.

The financial crisis brought upon Ria was the result of father's business collapsed during the recession, meaning Ria had her purse strings cut.

Things were now for Ria, but she felt she could cope as long as she had Dan.

Ria was already very much in love with Dan. She gave herself to him, body, heart and soul. Yet sadly, unknown to her, the feelings were a lot more casual for Dan. Sure, he knew she was physically stunning, but Dan still missed the excitement of 'the chase' and meeting someone new. So, for now, Dan was still taking it one day at time… even if he dared not ever say that to Ria.

For, surely if Dan was truly in love with Ria, surely he would have given her the money she needed to pay the upcoming installment on her course fees.

But no, Dan was just thinking with his dick for now, but he would one day regret being so selfish.

Anyway...

Wrapped in a long knitted cardigan, Ria entered the bedroom of her crappy student flat share. She had her face painted like a whore. But Dan thought she looked hot, as he wasn't used to her wearing lipstick and mascara. Her black fishnet stockings and newly purchased red stiletto heels hinted at what was underneath

Dan smiled, "Let's see what you've got on under the top."

Ria seductively posed before opening the cardigan, giving Dan a flash. She was wearing a mini tartan two piece. Despite having a petite chest the bra was a size too small so amplified her tits.

Ria climbed onto the bed then sat cross-legged in front of the laptop. She closed her eyes so she could mutter a silent prayer before glancing towards Dan. "Love you, wish me luck."

"Good luck, babe. You'll smash it."

Ria felt herself shake with nerves as she used the finger pad to click on 'broadcast live.'

At first nothing seemed to happen. But she needn't worry.

Being a newbie on MFC Ria was promoted on the front page of the site. Her thumbnail was a photo of her posing in her old school uniform. Her blouse was open showing her bra and her pleated skirt was riding high up her tawny thigh. The outfit was all Dan's idea, of course.

Within a few minutes Ria's account was getting hit with multiple notifications.

Soon Ria had hundreds of people in her chatroom. Her chat box was on fire with rude compliments and, a little oddly, lots of questions about her ethnic background… which would become a recurring theme every time she logged on in the future.

MrLover: "Stand up. Let's see what you've got on."

Ria climbed off the bed then posed.

MrLover; C'on. Lose the cotton top.

Ria let out a sigh. She unfastened the belt, letting the long cardigan open revealing her tight sculptured swimmer's body in a tartan thong a bra. She then let the cardigan slip off her slender brown shoulders and fall to the carpet, leaving her standing there... feeling very .

The laptop began to ring as MrLover tipped Ria. Many other users also tipped her. Soon her laptop ringing away as if it was old-fashioned fire truck.

Her first earnings as a camwhore.

MrLover: Fucking beautiful.

"Thank you, Mr Lover."

Suddenly Ria saw a popup on the screen. MrLover wants a private show.

Ria clicked accept.

MrLover; Thx. I love fresh meat.

RiaRox: Fresh meat? I have never been called that before.

MrLover: You look like jailbait.

RiaRox: Come again?

MrLover: Underage?

RiaRox: I can assure I'm not. I had to send a copy of my driving license to my agent before signing this contract.

MrLover: Well, I'm just going to pretend you are, anyway, and going to take your virtual virginity

Ria's stomach turned. She felt sick.

RiaRox: :-)

MrLover: Get up and dance for me. Then slowly strip. I want to see your brown flesh.

Ria climbed from the bed. She then began to try and dance seductively to the music. She was a naturally gifted dancer but the routine was the hardest she had ever experienced. As she swayed her hips to the beats her performance was wooden and lacked rhythm because of her heightened nerves.

MrLover: Let's roleplay. Dance for Daddy

Ria ignored it.

MrLover: Ask daddy if he wants to see you dance!!!

"Can I dance for you, Daddy?"

MrLover: Daddy wants to see his naughty daughter's butt.

Ria turned her back to the camera then twerked her brown bum cheeks like a ghetto ho, then gave them a mighty slap.

With heart in her mouth, Ria turned to see her next command.

MrLover: Gd. You got nice dimples. Now, lose the bra.

Ria let out a rueful sigh as she reached behind her back and unclasped the garment. In an effort to tease and delay her torment, she held the cups close to her chest, with one hand as tried to regain a little control and modesty.

But Ria couldn't kid herself for long, and soon had to toss the bra on the bed.

Until today Dan had been the only man to see her naked breasts. But now some pervert from only God knows where was wanking himself as he stared at them.

A complete stranger was in charge of Ria. And she hated it..

MrLover: Now lose your panties for daddy.

Ria trembled with fear. This sordid act is what she had been dreading the most. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her tartan thong.

Tears of fear began to well from her tear ducts, and her heart slipped southwards in her chest.

Ria sniffled while battling her nerves as she began to slowly pull her panties down her youthful thighs.

Her hands were shaking uncontrollably due to fear and shame.

Ria closed her eyes and stood there completely exposed.

She was being streamed across the Internet... Across the world. Being beamed live into pervert's bedrooms and saved onto their harddrives.

MrLover: I now want you to get on the bed and play with yourself. And get right up close to the camera, so daddy can see your pink innards when you spread your pussy lips.

Ria sudenly snapped "Disgusting!". Shs pulled her panties back up her legs then slapped the laptop screen down, sending the camera flying.

Dan jumped from his chair. "What's up?"

"He wants to see my pussy?" Ria jumped into Dan"s arms. "He's horrible."

"You don't have to do this. We'll think of something else."

"There are no other options. I need the money in a month "

"You can quit as soon as you have your course fees." Dan kissed her forehead. "You're a big girl."

Ria settled her nerves. Taking a deep breath she left Dan's embrace then went back to work. "I'm not a coward. I just panicked, that's all."

~

That would prove to be Ria's only panic attack during her camming career. Indeed Ria never looked back. She was too busy too. That day Ria was taken from one private show to another. No time for breaks. She soon found her rhythm and quickly developed a routine of dance, strip then play with her pussy.

Ria was so busy she didn't even read MrLover's stinking review on her model profile wall. But his negative comment didn't stop a flood of customers. Within a couple days it was soon buried under a mountain of positive reviews.

With popularity came sexual confidence… and thousands of tokens. She suddenly found her voice and would laugh and joke with her fans, as well as moan and groan as she wanked.

Ria was beautiful. But what set Ria apart was her ethnicity, her education and her kind hearted spirit.

Men didn't just lust for Ria. They fell in love.

Riya got paid weekly. Her first payday was a huge financial lift as well as massive confidence boost. It emboldened her determination to succeed because she could see light at the end of the tunnel.

Each payslip was bigger than the one before. And soon she was self sufficient.

Ria was racing to the top of the 'cam-board.' But to break into the top 50 models she felt she had to get rid of MrLover's negative review for it was a blot on what was otherwise an immaculate reputation.

Ria contacted MrLover in a private message asking if he would remove his review if she gave him a free show. He said would remove it, but only if she also posted him her soiled panties. Smellier the better, as he still wanted to be able to smell her natural scent.

But how to do this?

Ria wore a pair of white cotton panties and went for a heavy gym session. She built up and sweat running on a treadmill for a thirty minute warm up.

Feeling the sweat running down her mocha skin, she dismounted from the treadmill.

Still hot and sweaty Ria wasted no time in doing her stretches. She felt the gusset of her panties dampen with each stretch. lunge and squat.

After getting changed in the locker room Ria glanced around to make sure no one was looking, before slipping her panties into an envelope. She smiled to herself...and let out a little snicker.

Ria realised she was starting to take her new job seriously.

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