Blackmail Come True Chapter 5
CHAPTER 5 "I need your decision now," he repeated as I stared at the metal canister and the syringe sitting on the counter in front of me. I could see my reflection in the chrome canister. I stood there in the same pink stockings and pink babydoll nightie that I had just wore while my best friend fucked me. I ran my hand through the red wig that I still couldn't seem to remove from my head, looked at the DD breast forms still stuck to my chest, the padded prosthetic vagina that gave...