"Please don't, I'll do anything" Hazel begs.
"Oh I know you will" Molly replies.
Gemma sits with her hands on her head, crying. Molly looks over at her and says "Don't take this the wrong way Gemma, but I prefer Hazel by a long way. So you're off the hook. But I may come calling at some point and if I do you BETTER oblige."
Gemma sniffing with tears welling down her face replies "ok."
Molly responds. "Good girl, now both of you perverts fuck off. Hazel, I will be in touch."
Molly watches smugly as Gemma stumbles out, wiping her tears, while Hazel remains frozen in place, trembling. "You heard me, Hazel. Fuck off...for now." She taps her phone meaningfully. "I'll contact you when I need that pretty pussy of yours again. And trust me, you better pick up the fucking phone." With a wink and a naughty smirk, Molly dismisses Hazel, her plan to exploit their shameful secret unfolding perfectly in her devious mind.
The days go by without any of the girls talking. Gemma and Hazel are both a mess, constantly expecting notifications from friends saying they're disgusting. Nothing comes. A week later Hazel gets a text from Molly.
"Hi there! So I have an ongoing joke with Kirsty (Molly's adult daughter) about her being a little dyke at heart because she opened up about guys not satisfying her. She says she doesn't like girls and says she just hasn't found the right guy. I need to to convince her otherwise. Last night she got a bit angry denying it. I wanna win hehehe X"
Hazel reads the message, her eyes widening in realization. She swallows hard, understanding what Molly is implying.
She replies "Please don't, I can't! it's Kirsty! Your daughter. I've seen her a trillion times. She wouldn't even go for me, I'm 36!!! Please don't make me do that. I will pay for an escort type thing or something if you want. She can seduce Kirsty when she's out with her friends drinking."
Molly replies. "I think you're forgetting I OWN YOU! I wasn't fucking about. If called upon you WILL cooperate, unless you want the video of you and your darling sister shared with my entire friend list? I wanna win this, she's an opinionated cow and I want one over on her. Cheers babes X"
Hazel cries, knowing the position she is in. She knows Molly is unpredictable enough to share the video in a heartbeat. And she knows she would rather humiliate herself getting shot down by Kirsty, than the humiliation of her cumming for her sister being spread everywhere. She is an absolute wreck, shaking, she knew Kirsty was pretty, but never have her feelings been sexual. She thinks Kirsty will laugh at Hazel for even trying.
Hazel takes a shaky breath, wiping away tears as she realizes she has no choice but to comply with Molly's twisted scene "Fine... I'll do it. For fuck's sake. But I beg you let me go after this? Please?" She hits send, immediately regretting her obedience but knowing the alternative is far worse. The thought of pursuing Molly's attractive daughter sends a humiliating shudder through her. She knows Kirsty will likely reject her advances, maybe even laugh in her face.
Molly grins. "Good girl. She has been opening up about her sex drive after nights out with friends, apparently it's as bad as her mum's hehehe. She is away to 'bed'. She told me when she was drunk that she sorts herself to porn a lot at night. So you might have an easy job, so go for it now. Send a picture to her. It's as good a way as any to get the ball rolling. X"
Hazel replies "I can't just send her a picture, it's creepy as shit. She will just go straight to you anyway and tell you what your friend just sent to her. You're her mum Molly, please. There are other ways of you winning your little game."
Molly moans, texting Hazel back. "YOU AREN'T IN A POSITION TO HAVE CHOICE. If you do this I might, MIGHT! Consider letting you off. Kirsty will be in her room, getting herself turned on scrolling through pornhub or some shit. So now is as good a chance as you will get. You should be thanking me for helping. How you approach it with her is up to you! X"
Hazel looks down at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the desperate, defeated woman staring back. She knows she's trapped, knows she'll do anything to keep that incest video private. Taking a deep breath, she opens her phone, picks out a sexy picture she sent her partner a few weeks ago. She shakes as she attaches the picture to Kirsty's conversation.
Hazel's plan is to send the picture, then immediately text again acting shocked, saying it was meant for her partner. She thinks this way will make it seem innocent and that she's not a creep targeting her friend's daughters.
She breathes heavily, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her at the thought of Kirsty laughing at her and telling her friends. She knows she's in for a world of humiliation and rejection, but she has no choice. She's trapped, owned by Molly's blackmail.
She hits send, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her at the thought of Kirsty laughing at her and telling her friends, showing her friends the picture.
She knows she's in for a world of humiliation and rejection, but she has no choice. She's trapped, owned by Molly's blackmail. As soon as she sends the picture she sends a message to Kirsty. "OMG I am so sooo sorry! I don't know how that just happened! Meant for shane! Sooooo embarrassing! SORRY! I must have accidentally clicked next to your name as I was choosing who to send it to!!" She hits send, her face burning with humiliation, waiting for the inevitable rejection.
Hazel sits there, waiting anxiously for a response, her stomach in knots. She imagines the whole world knowing she sent a sexy picture to her friend's daughter. She also expects Kirsty to ignore her or block her and for it to be really awkward if they ever see each other out. If it was Hazel as a young adult and her mum's friend sent her a sexy picture she would have been weirded out, even if it was an accident.
Hazel stares at her phone, heart pounding, as the seconds tick by agonizingly slow. Finally, three little dots appear, indicating Kirsty is typing a response. She holds her breath, bracing herself for the worst.
"Hahaha no worries at all!! Shit happens. Shocked the fuck outta me though! You go girl ;-) Don't worry I won't tell mum lol, might be awkward for you both."