What Color Are Your Panties?

A raspy voice is uttered over the phone of a scared 22yo girl... She is told that he wants to see what she is wearing today. She quietly explains that she is at work, but the voice explains that he can see her through the window... He isn't scared of mom and dad... it doesn't matter... She will give him what he wants. He reminds her that it's her turn to show them what she's got. Sitting in front of her parents as this man talks to her... She can hardly hold her composure, but she musters the strength to keep going. She wants to tell them what is going on, but she can't... her mother being a pastor and her father working with troubled kids... finding out his daughter has done obscene things to herself on Live Cam before it got out of hand would cost them everything.

The damage their family would go through if this knowledge went out in their small Mormon town. Utah is a very religious state, and those mixtures of Mormon ideals are all over the place... I mean what would happen if they saw one of their best families be destroyed by a simple girl broken down by the lust of man and violated on a sinful bed without being wed to one of their own. People behind the scenes now make her pay for it. She excuses herself and goes out into the backyard to talk.

"LOOK!!! I can't do this anymore... I am sorry i did this. I have money and i can pay this stupid ransom off. I don't want to do those degrading things on camera... I know you are recording me and gonna **** me more... I'll just tell my parents myself and be done with it."

"Shhhhhh!!! You can tell your parents all day long... We don't care.... But what about your community? We know you don't practice anymore... we know your dad doesn't either, but what about dear ole mom? The first of her kind... The house that was GIVEN to you... I mean the disgrace. Where will you go? More importantly... Where will they go? Your brothers and sisters... You have a lot to think about... and while you think on it... How about you go into that nice bland room of yours... lock the door and show us what color panties you have on."

"FUCK YOU!!!!"

The phone hangs up and she walks in... The voice on the other end wasn't lying... he really could see her. Standing plain as day in the backyard with her in the dead of night... wanting a personal eye view of the show through her window. He wasn't happy with what she said... he calmly hangs up the phone and decided to send a 10 second clip first to her dad and to her older brother. The voyeur films the excitement in the house as she tries to lie her way out it and is lucky with her dad, but when her brother calls her and starts degrading her. He even tells her that he is tired of getting her stupid pictures from some unknown person. He tells her whatever she is doing to stop, or she will come to dad with all the shit people been sending him.

The phone rings... She answers but says nothing.

"Caused quite a family moment huh? I know you are listening and i can hear you breathing Emily... Get to your room and lock the door... its show time. Show us what color panties you have on."

"I have ... I have work in the morning... I just reserved a hotel room... Can i ... Can i do it there?"

Breathing is heard.

"You have 30 mins, or your mom gets the next photo and her church leaders."

With a rush, she does tell her parents that she loves them and will be going to a hotel for the night. She just needs time to herself... the lies keep on coming. She checks into her hotel and opens her laptop. She logs into the WIFI and turns on her VPN and other protection-based things that she now has to do since her incident. Clicking the link.... the light on her camera comes on and multiple screens appear on the program. She even sees other girls doing the same thing... She looks down at them and see their reach is very far. She even sees herself twice... someone is watching her. She races over to her window and sees a camera facing her... there is a person sitting outside the window in their car... he puts his finger to his lips.

The audio comes on her laptop telling her not to block the camera and to show her panties. She like a brat... drops her pants and shows that they are black.

"See!!! How hard was that whore... Now do like you did in those shows. Give us a strip tease... MAKE IT GOOD!!!"

Emily starts to cry... she asks why they are doing this to her. The voice was quick...

"Because we can, and we want to... You are beautiful and many of us love jacking off to you... now they are paying good money for the money shot... So, start dancing... I don't understand why you all ask the same questions everyday knowing we are obviously blackmailing you and you are paying for your sins by allowing us to indulge in ours... So, DANCE!!!"

Emily's Spotify playlist begins to activate and plays some interesting music to get her in the mood. She goes in and clicks another song and begins to dance. She drops the remainder of her pants and slowly teases her mid drift exposing a red bra underneath. Like before, she smiles very arrogantly into the camera and rips her shirt off. She continues to look out the window to see a man standing up against it with his cock out. She keeps dancing first teasing her top as she pops her bra off but covers her breasts... later after a few dips and swings... she exposes them... bending over in front of the camera, she shimmies her panties around her ankles.

She picks up her panties and flings them at the window, but no one was there... There was obvious cum all over the window though and the camera was gone. She could see the camera moving, but not knowing where it was going.

"Play with your pussy and WHATEVER happens... don't you stop... We want to see you cum."

For Emily's sake, she is lucky she brought her mini vibrator to take care of herself, but not in the way she imagined. She continued the dance until it changed into something softer and sultrier... She lays on the bed and performs as she was told. Some of the camera images started to disappear especially some of the ones from other girls... the screen changes to people in dark masks... some not scared to show their face... others having stupid covers over their cameras. She starts to play with herself and even rub herself as if she was getting into it... She was not. She was putting on a show though the orgasm was real. Her tormentors asked for 1 and she is giving them multiple so she wouldn't be asked to do it later.

"Now we want the money shot and you'll be done."

"I already came for you... What money shot? I don't know how to squirt at all."

"Not you."

The door to her hotel room opens and the man that was standing at her window was able to get a key card to her room... He jumps on her and forces himself on her. He explained to her that it was gonna happen whether at her house or at her apartment. He was hoping at her house so he could make her dad or mom or both watches, but the hotel is just as good. Emily puts up a good fight and even tries to scream, but he came prepared. She was already naked and all he had to do was slip his hard cock out through the hole in his sweatpants. He slid it in her pussy after cumming so much it was nice and wet and ripe for the taking. He keeps her pin as he rapes her in front of her tormentors.... originally, they were satisfied with degrading and embarrassing her, but anything to make the money rain.

She didn't understand what the money shot meant until she heard all of the familiar sounds that she used to when she performed in college. Everyone watching was paying for her entertainment.... He let off her and slapped her around to keep her from screaming... placing a hand around her throat while he fucked her. She unwantingly had an orgasm to this and couldn't help but to express it. The voices of others laughing through the speaker was more than enough to break her down... worse than what was happening to her. She couldn't move and hearing the enjoyment of faceless people made her cry and beg for him to stop.

"Shut up bitch... you already had your nut ... now let me have mine."

She gets a hand free and starts hitting him... he leans up and shoots a healthy stream of cum all over her body kind of like your average porn star. She curls up crying, but he grabs her by the hair and forces her in front of the camera. She sees the dollar amount that her tormentors earned... $348.000+ He laughs and some of the cameras start to log off. He pulls Emily up by the hair and forces her into the shower. He brings the laptop in there and aims it towards her... nice and sunk down in the tub. He turns the water on and tells her to wash the cum off and make it good. He throws her, her body wash that she had in her bag and tells her to clean up and to make sure she washes that dirty pussy of hers.

She stands up and does as she is told crying the whole time... her **** watches as he sees his own bodily fluids wash down the drain. He tells hers to finger her pussy with the soap as well... She does it and he tells her to go deep.... She does as she is told... he seems satisfied and leaves the extra key card on the counter and walks out... making sure the door clicks. Forgetting that people were watching her, she spent the new 3 minutes crying before someone speaks to her.

"Thanks for the show... Your secret is safe for now... Next time when i tell you to let me see your panties... You better just go into your room and do ask i ask... maybe this wouldn't have happened... It's your fault i want you to know that. Do you know that? Do you understand how you made this happen?"

"Yes..."

"Good.... see you next month."