Well, well, well. Look at you. You’re a hot mess, aren’t you? That’s just the way I like it! You’re sweating and nervous, as I hound you for what I deserve. When will it end, you wonder.
At first it wasn’t so bad. We were just having fun. But after I started coaxing more and more information from you, you couldn’t help but wonder if you got into something that was way over your head. And as my demands keep growing larger, and your options become fewer, you were quite certain that you had indeed fell into the jaws of a predator. You were definitely having second thoughts then, weren’t you?
But a lot of good those will do you! Ha! You’re stuck in my web now, and there is no escape. You know exactly what’s going to happen if you fail to please me. I’m going to tell everyone about our little twisted, secret affair. Everyone is going to know that you are a blackmail phone sex addict. My phone records and emails prove it. You can’t get enough of me. But this little trashy homewrecking whore doesn’t give a fuck about you. Not really. I mean, you’re fun and all, but I’m the type of girl that keeps her eye on the prize. And it was really your wallet I was after, not your cock.
I am going to totally manipulate you, taking all of that money right out of you wallet. Maybe even right out of your bank account. What? Did you forget that while you were fumbling with that hard cock that you gave me all the information I needed to rinse you completely? HaHa! I had you so worked up you were practically begging me to take your account and pin numbers.
I know you will give me anything I want. You will pamper me and treat me like the Goddess I am, because if you don’t I’ll let your sweet little wife know what a pervy fucker you are, chasing after a trashy money hungry slut like me. She might not know now, but if I don’t get what I want, this homewrecking slut will unload all of your dirty secrets, and everyone will know how sick and twisted you are!
I’m really ready and willing to wreck your home if you get any ideas about backing out of our arrangement. The only way out now is through total ruin…Or my mercy. But I wouldn’t count on that if I were you. So hurry up with that fucking transfer. And don’t forget to show my WishList some love. The happier I am, the better off you’ll be.
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