035
18:42, 12 November 2025Y/N
This could be the end or my freedom.
The red light glows like a predator's eye in the dark.
He's watching.
I know it. Even if he doesn't move a muscle behind that camera... he sees everything. Every breath i take, Every tear that slips down my cheeks.
"AHHHH-AHHH"
And right now-
Right now-i have to make him look away.
The room feels too quiet. Too still.
Naked, exposed, trembling.
I gasp-stare dead at that little red dot:
"You want a show-ahh-Then take it."
"AHHHH-AHHH"
Because this isn't surrender...
This is distraction.
"AHHHH-AHHH"
And somewhere beneath Lucas' blanketThe phone with Park's final message"Don't worry- the meeting going well"
I run my fingers slowly and gently down the folds-my head tilting back, the soft touch sends jolts of pleasure through my body, the heat pooling down "AHHHH-AHHH-"
"AHHHH-AHHH"
I can't see him, but i can picture him there- his eyes glued to the screen, watching my every moves.
"AHHHH-AHH-AH"
I keep eyes closed, the red light still burns in corner. I gasp- tears streaming down my face.
Its the reminder that i not alone, even in this private moment.
I take a deep breath-the air feeling so heavy, the moment so still-i press my fingers against the warm, wet softness. I try to ignore the burning shame"It's too late for that now. Too late to think about the aftermath...
"AHHHH-AHHH-"
With closed eyes, every touch feels sharp more hyper-
"Come on, ahh look away-"
I rubs my clit, then slowly down the slit.
I try to control my breathing- and keep my eyes fixed on the red dot, trying not to think of him...
The shame is unbearable.
Trying not to think of him.
I keep rubbing, getting wet, more wet.
"AHHHH-AHHH" eyes fixed on the red dot.
I exhale shaky breaths, fingers glistening with slick heat-
I gasp-every muscle twitching is painI rub slow circles over the clit-my thighs tremble-partly from nerves, partly from the wrongness of it all.
But this isn't pleasure.
It's performance.
A tear slips down my cheek- "AHHHH-AHHH-AHHH" I moan loudly-arch my back slightly in the touch-the camera's red light burning like a brand on my skin.
"AHHHH-AHHH" Every stroke is calculated: too fast would look desperate.
I shut my eyes, taking deep breaths.
Concentrate. "I...i have to stay in control ahh. I have to be the one pulling this game-ahh not letting him pull me"
I push fingers deeper- speed them up,I gasp- sweat drips from brows.
"I'll be watching you"
So i will.
Faster.Deeper.More "AHHHH-AHHH" More.With a determination that wasn't there before.
Every movement is a silent scream. Every moan a secret prayer. It's not about surrender...
It's about defying him.
I gasp-cheeks burning, stomach twists with anxiety i stretch my lips open, bite my lips-spreading the most intimate area wider to the camera.
My fingers tremble-i hold my lips open-exposing myself completely to the unblinking red eye of the camera.
The cold air hits every inch of me, but it's nothing compared to how exposed i feel-not just physically, but in a way that makes my chest ache.
"S-see this?" I mutters at the camera-or whoever is watching through that lens. "You want me like this?- T-then take it all."
A tear rolls down but i keep spreading myself open-
The red light flickers, but i can't see if it's a reaction or just the camera adjusting.My fingers are soaked now, sliding easily over the swollen flesh.
Room is quiet -But filled with the wet sounds of my desperate touching and broken breaths.
Fingers shaking violently now, spreading myself wider than ever before.
"AHHHH-AHHH"
I stare in the camera- rub my glistening pink folds-"AHHHH-AHHH"
I speed up. "AHH-AHHH"
Thighs trembling -tears streaking down my face.
"Ahhh fuck ahhhhh-"
I gasp-rub myself more- the clit throbbing. Core aching violently..."AAGHHH-FUCK-AHHHH"
The red light seems to intensify, pulsing like a heartbeat.
Fingers move frantically now- spreading pussy lips wide apart and rubbing my clit in rough circles.
Loud, wet slapping sound fills the room with each touch, a symphony of my desperation and humiliation.
"AHHHH-AHH-AAAHHHHH"My core clenches tightly, craving something-anything-to fill it.
But not him. Never.
I clutch the bedsheet- thrust my fingers in and out.
"Fuckkk- aghhh aghhhh-AH please-"
The red light seems to glow brighter, as if responding to my increasing desperation.
I gasp-plunge fingers in more and more, the sounds crude-obscene.
My body shaking-pleasure and humiliation strikes hard.
"AHHHH-AHHH"I can't control -hips buck wildly against my palm, chasing a release that feels more like a punishment than pleasure-i make sure the camera captures every brutal thrust, every desperate moan of mine.
He has to move, HE HAS TO.
"AAGHHH FUCK AGHHH-"
The bedsheet completely soaked now, dampness spreading with every thrust. My legs are spreaded so wide, now it's painful.
"Aghh aghh.. fuck- please-"
"AHHHH-AHHH-AHHHHH"
I gasp- body writhes- fingers pumping ruthlessly, hitting that spot deep inside-my toes curl, "AHHHH-AHHH-AHHHH-AHHH"inner muscles tighten around my fingers, trying to suck them deeper.
I glance down-fluids leak down my thighs, spread my legs wider than before, giving the camera an unobstructed view."Aghh- AGHHH AGHHH-"
"AGGHH -AGHHH MMPHHH-"
Move my fingers disappearing completely, juices coats thoroughly, making the sounds even louder and more humiliating. "AHHHH-AHHH"My clit swollen almost red throbbing desperately..
"MMPHH AGHHH--FUCK AGGH"
Pump my three fingers in and out desperately-
"AGHHH AHHHH FUCKK"
"AGHHH AHHH MMPH"
"OH GOD AHH AHHH IM....IM FUCKKK-"
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