Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Money Makes Sluts of us All


She hated him. Such a smug condescending bastard. The quintessential fuckboi douche who thought he was hot shit because he had pockets full of daddy's money. Not the sort of person she ever would have met if her college roommate hadn't dated him. He'd treated the poor girl like dirt, and she always had to be there with tissues and soothing words. Once the asshole finally got dumped she thought she'd never have to see his smirking face again.

Most people think life is easy street once you've got a law degree, but the world has a lot of lawyers already. Through a grapevine of mutual acquaintances he'd found out she was having money problems, and showed up on her doorstep with an offer she couldn't refuse. He was some kinda bigshot do-nothing at daddy's company now, and he'd be happy to make all her problems go away--paid in cash--if she made a porno with him. Not just any porno. He wanted to humiliate her. Revenge for all her meddling in his relationship with that dumb slut back in college. He wanted a video of the holier-than-thou feminist acting like a dumb bitch in heat.

A half dozen lawyers with jobs she'd have killed for wrote up the contract, complete with lines she had to say on camera, criteria for 'appropriate enthusiasm' on her part, and distribution rights in perpetuity for him. He wanted her to lose friends and job opportunities over this. Had hired a guy whose only job would be to follower her career and send the video to anyone she worked with.

The worst part was that she couldn't say 'no.' She needed the money too badly. She signed every paper he put in front of her, put her hair up into the stipulated pigtails, and begged for daddy's cummies on camera.

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