There’s something about blackmail that you love. It’s more than just the feeling you get when you hand over personal and private information. It’s the rush that you get knowing that at any second you can be exposed - risking your career, family, and anyone close to you. You’ve become a blackmail bitch and your cock throbs to the thought of it. Stroke to every bit of sensitive information you give up to me. Edge to the fact that at any second your life can be turned around entirely. It feels too good to stop now, and I have a feeling it won’t stop anytime soon.