07-07-2022, 05:28 PM
When we were back I expected the shoot to start soon, but he kept delaying it. He kept giving me money however, assuring me every time that things were going to be alright.
I don’t know how many times I must have been to his place, fulfilling his weird and nasty demands. And it all happened over and over again so many times. Every time I resisted, he would says, “Hey you have done it once, what’s the big deal in doing it again?” That would really break me.
“And you are calling me now....what for?” Nishant said in an angry and sarcastic voice.
“I am sorry Nishant” she said with tearful eyes, “I didn’t want to accept defeat. I didn’t want to accept that I failed to achieve my dream, I kept making nasty compromises and I realise I was wrong.”
She continued, “I wish to quit Nishant, I wish to start fresh...just go away from all this, and begin a new life, but he won’t let me. He has recorded my sexual activities, he wants to blackmail me and make me a whore! That producer just sent me this SMS...please help me Nishant. Please! If you can’t help, suicide is the only option left for me coz they won’t let me live peacefully in this life.”
Nishant took her phone and read the SMS. It was – I don’t know about how good an actress you are, but you are definitely a great whore. I’ve found you new clients who would love to fill your juicy holes with some baby g, so get ready and wait for my call if you want me to keep our dirty little secret.
“Hmmm” Nishant said. “Situation is pretty bad, but not totally out of control. Gimme the videos and I’ll see what I can do” he said with a weird smile she couldn’t comprehend. Still she consoled herself that Nishant was her friend, and her last hope.
She was lying on her bed trying to sleep, after a long time she fell asleep. But her she was rudely awoken by a phone call early in the morning. She had no idea what horrors the morning had brought her.
She answered the phone. It was a news reporter. He said, “Ma’am we have heard you have released your sex tape online. Is that true? Is that your new publicity stunt?”
“What nonsense!” she shouted, “No such thing exists, you are talking bullshit” and she hung up. A chill ran down her spine.
I don’t know how many times I must have been to his place, fulfilling his weird and nasty demands. And it all happened over and over again so many times. Every time I resisted, he would says, “Hey you have done it once, what’s the big deal in doing it again?” That would really break me.
“And you are calling me now....what for?” Nishant said in an angry and sarcastic voice.
“I am sorry Nishant” she said with tearful eyes, “I didn’t want to accept defeat. I didn’t want to accept that I failed to achieve my dream, I kept making nasty compromises and I realise I was wrong.”
She continued, “I wish to quit Nishant, I wish to start fresh...just go away from all this, and begin a new life, but he won’t let me. He has recorded my sexual activities, he wants to blackmail me and make me a whore! That producer just sent me this SMS...please help me Nishant. Please! If you can’t help, suicide is the only option left for me coz they won’t let me live peacefully in this life.”
Nishant took her phone and read the SMS. It was – I don’t know about how good an actress you are, but you are definitely a great whore. I’ve found you new clients who would love to fill your juicy holes with some baby g, so get ready and wait for my call if you want me to keep our dirty little secret.
“Hmmm” Nishant said. “Situation is pretty bad, but not totally out of control. Gimme the videos and I’ll see what I can do” he said with a weird smile she couldn’t comprehend. Still she consoled herself that Nishant was her friend, and her last hope.
She was lying on her bed trying to sleep, after a long time she fell asleep. But her she was rudely awoken by a phone call early in the morning. She had no idea what horrors the morning had brought her.
She answered the phone. It was a news reporter. He said, “Ma’am we have heard you have released your sex tape online. Is that true? Is that your new publicity stunt?”
“What nonsense!” she shouted, “No such thing exists, you are talking bullshit” and she hung up. A chill ran down her spine.
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