Chapter 9CAMERA DAY
On Sunday, Laura was awakened by a knocking at the front door. She realised that if she was to simultaneously operate the accelerator and the clutch she would have to spread her legs a little and give it a clear view of her snatch. Porn “And?”
She mumbled. She knew it was. But I am worried about what I saw on the cameras you set up at your work. When I’m being raped I scream and say, ‘Stop, stop,’ but that’s only because it’s not fun if I just consent. Laura looked away and said nothing. ***
When Laura got home she didn’t feel like raping Erica or even talking to her. She couldn’t cope. Sometimes.” Erica smiled at the compliment, and kissed her. She couldn’t say no to her blackmailer, but there was no reason she had to put with this shit from her boss. Laura would enjoy letting that shallow fake-titted bitch show off her panties to the world. “Okay then. It must be so horrible knowing that there are times when nobody can see your bouncing whore-tits.
