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I want to be humiliated and blackmailed. It starts with something pretty small, a picture of my tits but no face, but there's a tattoo on my arm that could identify me. From there you get me to send you increasingly depraved pics with my whole face, videos, audios, detailed fantasies, so much more blackmail material than you had at the start. I'm never getting away from you, am I?

Blackmailing you (1.)

Imagine chatting with me online for weeks. We plan to meet up. And so far our conversations have been lighthearted and fun. Then a few days before meeting up our talks get more risky. More naughty. More corrupting. Slowly but surely I start to introduce more sexual topics to our conversation. More “what if we…” and “maybe we should..” get mentioned. And a part of you wants to submit and do exactly what I tell you. But another part is afraid and needs a little push. That is…Until the day before we meet up. You had mentioned blackmailing before, and now suddenly I bring that topic back up. “Maybe you should send me something before we meet up. Something I could use against you during this first meet up. Noooo ofcourse I won’t actually use it. Just think about me having that power over you. Think about me having these pictures of you, before we even meet. To have that control. That leverage. Deep down you’ll be thinking about those pictures during the wholeeee date. Think about how wet that gets you.”

Those sweetly corrupting words slowly start seeping into your mind. Taking over your desires. And then the no turns into a maybe, and the maybe turns into a yes. And before you know it you are taking whatever pictures that I demand of you. Dressed. Naked. Legs spread. Sending me them as you rub your wet little pussy. The wrongness and risk driving you insane with lust. Insane with desire. And then we meet up. Constantly you keep thinking about those pictures. About the power I have over you. It makes you hold back. On guard. Worried. Nervous. And also so wet for me. But I act kind. Don’t mention any of it. Things stay normal. And sfw. And as time passes you start forgetting about it… until. In the middle of the street as we are on our walk. I whistle to you. You look at me. And see me raise my phone. On it the picture of you. Fully naked. Legs open. As you stare at my phone it takes you a moment to process. Your face goes white when you realize what’s happening. Then red. You try to reach towards my phone but I pull it back on time and hold you at an arms reach. “Oh no no no, behave. Unless you want me to show these to everyone around us? Or share these with some contacts?” I smile at you sadistically as you whimper in fear. No words manage to escape your lips. Instead you just stand there silently. Your heart beating like crazy as you see me put my phone back in my pocket. “How about we go have a little talk about this. Just the two of us.” I say softly. You nod.

(To be continued)

Recently I’ve been absolutely obsessed with the idea of being blackmailed into abandoning weight loss and just returning to my highest weight again and then some, and the fantasy just gets stronger and stronger by the day, to the point where all I need is just one person to “convince” me to go back on my weight loss. I think about getting something like my most embarrassing information handed off to someone and the only way they’ll avoid leaking it is if I eat 8,000 calories today. God… I need it.

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Blackmail is terrifying but also

When you get me exposed and tell me you’re gonna send pictures of me to your friends and other rapists 🥵

Tell me I better be your good rapetoy or I’m gonna get gangraped instead

Gonna take pics of your innocent wet pussy while I’m raping your asshole so you can never deny it’s what you really wanted

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Making them write the most degrading thing they can think of on their body and send me a picture of it so I can blackmail them with it later ☺️

another fantasy

i want to be blackmailed.

i want to be blackmailed into being your free use slut. i want you to make me do humiliating things, things that dehumanize me, that make me learn my place amongst men.

i want you to blackmail me into being your personal whore, make me do anything while hanging the information you have on me above my head, hold it all over me as you r@pe my holes.

Obsessed with the idea of someone using this blog against me.

Threatening to show everyone I know my photos, letting them see what a girly slut I truly am. The only way I can prevent that from happening would be to totally submit. Every time I fight back or argue my punishment would be them sending another post of mine to someone I know. Ruining any respect that person has for me.

You love being gas lighted and your mind fvcked beyond repair!!!!

I love destroying men! We’d fit perfectly well 😘

Thinking about blackmail. Taking videos of me doing disgustingly depraved things only to then use them against me to get me to do what you want. I can't say no or you'll post them online for everyone to see, so they can watch me being pathetic. Having to do everything you say no matter how gross or humiliating it is because I can't risk people seeing what I've done.