ALLY
Regardless of the constant donations it turned out, once the Mind Hack Society took their part, I had only earned 400 dollars with my live show. 200 of which were automatically converted in MHS Tokens. I still shivered and my pussy throbbed thinking back on that night.
Summer break had started but I still hadn't found the courage to tell my parents that I had failed my exam. I had spend years of my life buried in books, now that was all worthless. I'd be a drop out. No more than waisted potential. At least I didn't have to face that pervert professor Baumgarten again.
I distracted myself from my dire situation by watching a lot of MHS porn and cuming on liters of Pink Pleasure. In a matter of two weeks I had spent 9000 dollars on the addictive lube, but even that wasn't enough. I wished I could buy the stronger Silver Satisfaction 170mg but all I could managed with my leftover money was a small bottle of Blue Bliss.
The Blue Bliss got me going again, but even with a daily live show I didn't make much money. The Mind Hack Society took 96% of my profits, I knew, but I had no idea how much that was. My memory and concentration had faded somewhat, I counted that I received about... maybe half of the money I made in total? Which I thought wasn't such a bad deal.
The only issue was, that I was halfway through my last bottle of lube, and I couldn't afford a new one.
One day later I was laying in bed, bank account empty, lube nearly out, my body exhausted but my consciousness still wide awake. I was staring at a flashing promotion for "MHS Silver Satisfaction", the ultimate pleasure... If only I could buy that, my problems would melt away in bliss. Maybe I could loan some money. But who on earth was going to give me a loan to buy lube?
I wanted it so bad. I needed it. It was all I could think of.
My phone beeped and another MHS notification popped up. It was as if my prayers had been answered. I had gotten a private message from MHS themselves:
"Dear Doctor Ally.
We have reviewed your profile and updated you to premium. You are now eligible for purchases on MHS Credit. All products on the MHS app or site are available for purchase on credit.
Be sure to check out this weeks promotion on MHS Silver Satisfaction, it's the ultimate pleasure!"
In smaller letters there was some legal mumbo-jumbo saying:
"All purchases made with MHS credit need to be repaid within 7 days after purchase. If a member is unable to repay debt, MHS reserves the right to collect the debt through services."
As fast as lightning I added a 5.000 dollar bottle of Silver Satisfaction to my cart and ordered, ticking off the "MHS Credit" box at checkout.
In 5 days my bottle of Silver Satisfaction was out. In 6 days I received a reminder for payment. I might not be able to think, much less count, but I knew that I didn't have the money. I'd made about 3.000 dollars with live shows so I needed cash quick. I bit my lip. There was a way to make money faster. I knew exactly how, but I wasn't sure I wanted to know how. I sighed. It had to be done.
I typed out the post on my profile: "Heya fans! Doctor Ally here! Anyone want to have a good time tonight? Message me!"
I hesitated for a second, but I clicked "publish post".
My phone rang right away, but it wasn't the MSH app, it was my mom. I picked up.
"H... hey, mom..." my voice sounded coarse, "what's up?"
"Hey, honey," she replied on the other side of the line, "not much, I'm just checking in to see if you're okay."
My hand was shaking holding on to my phone, "Why? Why... wouldn't I be okay?"
"Oh no reason... It's just that we haven't heard of you in a while," she sounded concerned, "I was wondering if you'd be coming home any time soon? We could celebrate your exam."
I swallowed away a lump in my throat, "Oh...I... I might... later... I'm having so much fun with my friends, we're going on a road-trip," I lied.
"Oh of course honey!" she exclaimed, "You have fun! We can celebrate later. Your dad and I are very proud, you know that, right?"
"Yeah... I know mom."
"I'll leave you to it then. Love you, sweetie."
"Love you, mom."
She hung up, leaving me stunned. I should have told her I failed, but I just couldn't. I couldn't hear her disappointment, I couldn't break her heart and destroy the perfect image she had of me.
I jumped up at the ping of my phone, but this time it wasn't my mom. On the MHS app, a storm of messages was coming in. Dozens of men, and some women, where offering me money for "services". The best offer came from FratBoi who wanted to come over with a friend, they were able to come over in less then an hour and offered me 500 dollars each. I agreed to his offer with the buzzing of the MHS app ringing in my ears. After pressing send, I felt a shiver down my spine.
I jumped up and started cleaning in a frenzy. Changing my sheets, taking a shower, shaving my legs and pussy, putting on make-up, lingerie...
I squeezed my feet into black lacquer pumps that where just a size too small. The doorbell rang and my pupils pulsed, with blurred vision I opened the door. They wore hoodies and the hallway wasn't lit very well. At first I was too stunned to recognize them, so I stepped aside to let them in.
"You guys... want something to drink?" I stuttered.
"Sure," the first guy responded, "how about a cold beer?"
The second guy took of his hoody and nodded. I glanced at him while I took two beers out of the fridge and poured myself a big glass of red wine. I could swear I'd seen him before.