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Student Life — part 7
Something disgusting, followed by new instructions…
This wasn’t right. Being blackmailed into doing something disgusting was one thing, but having to come up with your own ideas of what to do on top of that was just plain nasty. The whole of my life had turned nasty, but this was sort of making me collude in the process and just added another layer of anguish to my thinking. I had to do this, but I was going to get him back somehow!
Right then girl. Concentrate. What is this blackmailing bastard going to find watching you doing disgusting? My first thought was that he had hours and hours of my videos already available to him. Most were of me running around naked — both indoors and out — and masturbating. Lots of masturbating. That was the sort of thing that would be thought of as disgusting if shown in public.
He had all of that. He must have watched chunks of it already, even on fast forward, to get a flavour of what was going on in the various recordings, and, apparently, none of this qualified as disgusting enough for him. Erotic, pornographic, gross. Maybe bits of all of those, but he wants disgusting. Pants!
I was having a hard time with this. He’d just forced me to go and rip the clothes off a guy so that he could then go on to screw me up the arse. That was a bloody horrible thing to have…
