Occasionally in life you become bored with what you have. You need to push yourself further, to achieve more, gain success. What happens when there is nothing left to give you that buzz?
Agree to be blackmailed. All those feelings of adrenaline cursing through your body as you just don’t know what your blackmailer is capable of.
She has everything she needs to know from home addresses, bank statements, photographs and intimate details of your life that you would only share with someone VERY close to you. Why she can even discribe how you like to make love and climax.
What is there to stop Her from phoning your wife and making her believe that you are having an affair? After all the paper trail for the perfume, flowers and gifts are all in place – leading right back to the blackmailers door.
How can you stop it once it has begun? Simple, give in to whatever demands she makes of you or risk losing absolutely everything your life currently contains. It may have seemed boring and dull but without it where would you be?
I do offer My consensual ‘victims’ a safe word but its not to be used just because playtime isn’t as funny any more. Its only to be used when you are on the point on mental breakdown, complete meltdown.
One of My blackmailed sluts thought that he could just press the ‘off’ button recently but will now be living in fear of disclosure – not only as a fetish wearing cross dressing slut but as a cheat and a liar to his family. He knows My terms – I intended to review the situation in 6 months time and if he wants out then he will have to pay one way or another.
What would you do? Go to the police and look somewhat silly because everything you asked for is happening? Confess to the family – but then that leaves work and the sort of job you do would seal the deal on if you could continue with any level of respect when photos have been circulated. I would of course be happy to see the ‘victim’ face to face to assess the situation and its validity but as far as I am concerned everything is going to plan and this bank holiday weekend will see his nerves on edge wondering if I shall pop up anywhere at all – what if I were to ring the home phone number and chat to the wife on a subject I know she is fond of? Worm My way into their home and befriend her. The stakes could become very high indeed.
I am not a greedy person – I’m just doing the job I am being paid to do and if redundancy is required then a tidy farewell package is required.
Who wants to be living on a knife edge wondering if the next Ms Brown to book an appointment at your office is indeed Me????????