The small blonde sat on her knees between his legs, face flush with arousal. She wearing nothing but a plaid skirt and pair of black thigh-high stockings, and her hair was done up in pigtails. His long, thick cock was exposed, stiff and sticking straight out just below the view of the camera.
"Tell me what you need, sweetie," the voice said from behind the camera. She nodded, licking her lips as she stared at his cock, completely transfixed.
"Please, Daddy, let me suck your cock, let me be your good little cocksucker, I want it soooo bad," came her response. She shifted and squirmed needily as she asked, her voice breathy and docile, like a meek student asking a rigid professor for a favor.
The man patted her on the head, then tugged on one of her pigtails and pulled her face not even an inch from the head of his dick. The girl moaned hungrily.
"What will you do if I let you suck it, Evie?" he asked, stroking her hair.
"Anything, Daddy, I'll do anything, I'll be your slave forever, I'll be your brainwashed little cock sucker, it's what I was made for," she panted, cheeks growing more and more pink by the second. The man leaned back, and spread his legs further apart.
"When I tell you to, Evie, you will suck my cock. It will be the most amazing and intoxicated feeling you've ever had. When I cum you will swallow every drop, and when you do you will be bound to me forever as my personal property and cock sucker, do you understand?"
Evie trembled and nodded, a thin line of drool leaking out the corner of her mouth as her puffy pink lips formed an 'O' shape, ready to go the second he allowed it.
"Begin," he commanded. Evie pounced, grabbing him around the shaft and taking him into her mouth, taking him all the way to the hilt as she deep-throated him with ease. She groaned in pleasure, eyes rolling into the back of her head.
Evie must have been doing a wonderful job, because the man didn't last very long, exploding in the back of her throat. She groaned and shook with pleasure and continued gently sucking until she was sure every drop was hers.
The man pulled his deflating member out of her mouth and tucked it away. Evie just sat there, dreamily staring up at him, nothing but servitude and mindless bliss showing in her glassy, pale blue eyes.
Lilith paused the video, not bothering to let it get to the logo this time; they all knew where it came from. No one said anything as they stared in shock at the former Mistress Evelyn, who had shut down her entire online presence hours before this video had dropped. Constance finally broke the silence.
"Are...are we sure it's her? I mean...with the hair, and the outfit, she would never dress like that."
Lilith nodded stiffly.
"It's her. I know the dye job throws it a bit, but you can see the small Y-shaped scar in front of her ear," she said, using her mouse to circle that area of her face, "It's her."
"Jesus, she even had lip fillers put in..."
Lilith stopped sharing her screen and the faces of her fellow Dommes populated her view again, there was one noticeable absence from last time.
Jessica looked afraid, she had even pulled her legs up to her chest and had her arms wrapped around her knees. Constance looked paler than Lilith had ever seen her and kept clenching her jaw. Kina looked concerned, but was clearly trying to remain calm and rational.
"Is it possible Evelyn is just messing with us?" the busty Asian asked. "That girl would go to great lengths to pull the wool over our eyes if it gave her a laugh."
"I don't think so," Constance replied, " Evelyn told me over drinks once that she would rather quit the business and get a job at the GAP before she went sub, even off camera."
"So I think we can all agree that something very fucked up is going on, now we just have to decide what to do next," Lilith said, voice steady even though her stomach was doing back flips.
"What the hell can we do?" Kina asked, nostrils flaring as she finally showed a little emotion, "It'd be one thing if this were just a side job for them, but this prick is shutting us down one by one, he won't even keep their sites up, that's just throwing away free money!"
"We could all just retire..." came Jessica's small voice. She was staring at the ground, arms tucked into her sleeves. Moments like these reminded her just how much younger Jessica was than the rest of them, ("Except for Evelyn," she thought sadly). Lilith wanted to comfort her, but before she could, Constance spoke up.
"We can't quit, at best this guy is blackmailing our friends, at worst he is actually brainwashing them. Even if we leave there's no saying he won't find us, and if he does leave us alone, are we just going to let him do the same to other women in the community?"
"No," Lilith said, "you're right, we stop him."
Jessica took a deep breath, raised her head back up and nodded in agreement.
"I'm in, but does anyone actually have a plan?" Kina asked, raising an eyebrow. "Going to the police seems like the obvious answer, but who would believe us? We need to get evidence."
"How?" Jessica asked. "We don't even know where this guy lives."
"We could try to look up the business records," suggested Constance.
"Actually I might know," Kina said, then she began scrolling on her phone. "This guy really, REALLY wanted to recruit me for a few scenes, said he'd be 'honored to be the man to finally tame me on camera,' but I obviously shot him down every time. Last week he sent me an open invitation and I think it... yes!" she shouted, the fire back in her eyes, "he included an address in his last email."
"That's perfect," Constance beamed, "Where at? If we can just...Kina?"
Kina was staring at her phone with a scowl.
"He's less than thirty minutes away from me, eww," she exclaimed with a shiver, "I had no idea the guy was right here in Texas."
"Wait, really, where?" Jessica asked, looking nervous.
