Sie’s heart raced as she stared out her window at Tom, his creepy grin visible from across the street like he was savouring her fear. She’d been hiding out for days, but the situation was escalating. Her phone buzzed in her hand—Aidra’s name flashed on the screen.
The text read: "Sie, it’s bad. Marco has been leveraging Tom's wealth to intimidate you. He wants you to rely on him. Call Tony NOW."
Sie’s knees buckled. “Fucking hell,” she muttered, calling Tony with shaking fingers.
“Tony, it’s Sie. Aidra just texted me—Marco’s behind all this? Paying Tom to stalk me?”
Tony's voice lacked warmth. “Yeah, we got the proof. That cunning individual has been manipulating events. He’s out, Sie. The studio has dismissed him and placed him on a blacklist. If he reveals his face, the situation will end permanently. You’re safe, but call the cops. Don’t fuck around.”
Sie nodded to herself, ending the call and dialling 911. “This is Sie. My ex, Tom, is stalking me. He’s outside my building right now, and there’s more—he’s working with someone named Marco to harass me.”
The operator assured her help was on the way. Half an hour later, sirens blared, and two officers hauled Tom away from his spot, his shouts echoing. “This is bullshit! You can't prove anything!” But they shoved him into the cruiser anyway.
Sie exhaled, feeling a flicker of relief. But deep down, she knew this wasn’t over.
TWO WEEKS OF UNEASY PEACE
The days dragged on without a peep from Tom or Marco. Sie tried to reclaim her life—workouts, Netflix binges, and ignoring the shadows that still felt like they were watching. She was starting to feel human again when her phone rang—Tony.
“Sie, are you holding up? If you're ready, we have a spot reserved for you. You, Aidra, and Jayden form a formidable lesbian trio. She’s 5’7”, with black hair that falls in silky waves down her back, piercing blue eyes that could melt ice, and a body built for sin: perky tits that bounce just right, an ass you could spank for days, and legs that go on forever. Think you can handle it?”
Sie smirked, the thrill igniting her. “Fuck yes. When and where?”
“Studio in four days. Let’s get you back in the game.”
FOUR DAYS LATER: BACK IN THE FIRE
The studio hummed with excitement as Sie arrived. Tony pulled her aside first. “Tom’s been hit with full charges—stalking, harassment." He’s looking at jail time. You did well calling it in.”
Sie grinned, the weight lifting a bit. “About damn time.” She headed to the green room, where Aidra and Jayden were already chatting.
Aidra looked up, her eyes hungry. “There’s my girl. Missed that sweet pussy.”
Jayden, with her raven-black hair cascading over her shoulders and those intense blue eyes scanning Sie like prey, extended a hand. “Hey, I’m Jayden. This is my first real threesome, but I've been eager to dive in. You two look like you know how to make a mess.”
They talked for a while—Sie sharing her recent hell, Aidra cracking jokes about “fucking the fear away”, and Jayden admitting she was nervous but “wet just thinking about it”. The tension built until Tony called them to set.
“Ladies, let’s make this one legendary. Rolling in five!”
THE SCENE: A FILTHY, ENDLESS THRILL
The set was a dimly lit bedroom paradise—mirrors, toys scattered everywhere, and cameras poised to capture every dripping detail. As soon as Tony yelled “Action!” the air crackled with raw lust.
Aidra pounced first, pinning Sie to the bed and kissing her like she owned her, tongues twisting in a sloppy, wet dance. “Fuck, I’ve been craving this cunt,” Aidra groaned, her hands ripping off Sie’s top to suck her nipples hard.
Jayden joined in, her black hair falling like a curtain as she knelt between Sie’s legs, blue eyes gleaming. “Let me taste that sweet little hole,” she purred, diving in with her tongue, lapping at Sie’s folds like a starving animal. Sie arched, moaning as Jayden’s fingers slipped inside, curling against her G-spot.
“Oh god, yes—fuck me with those fingers,” Sie begged, her hips grinding against Jayden’s face.
But Aidra wasn’t having it. She grabbed a massive, double-ended dildo from the toy pile, slicking it up. “Time to stretch you both out, sluts.” She positioned Jayden on all fours, sliding one end into her dripping pussy while the other teased Sie’s entrance. “Take it, you dirty whores. Fuck each other through it.”
For what felt like an eternity—forty minutes of non-stop, filthy action—they writhed and screamed:
Sie rode Jayden’s face while Aidra pounded her from behind with a vibrating strap-on, the toy buzzing against her clit as Sie squirted all over Jayden’s tits. “Drench her, baby—make that bitch choke on your cum,” Aidra commanded, slapping Sie’s ass hard.
They switched, Jayden grabbing a glass dildo and fucking Aidra’s ass while Sie straddled Aidra’s face, grinding her pussy down as Aidra’s tongue worked overtime. “Taste how fucking wet I am, you slut—lick it all up,” Sie moaned, her juices dripping down Aidra’s chin.
All three tangled in a sweaty heap, using nipple clamps, beads, and more dildos, squirting on command. Jayden screamed as she came, her black hair matted, “Fuck yes, fill me up—make me your filthy toy!” Aidra and Sie took turns edging each other, fingers and tongues exploring every hole until they were all a glistening, moaning mess.
The room reeked of sex—pussy, sweat, and lube everywhere—as they hit climax after climax, bodies slick and exhausted. Tony finally called, “Cut!” but the echoes of their filth lingered.
THE DARK PLOT TWIST
As they lay tangled in the sheets, catching their breath, Sie’s phone buzzed again. She glanced at it—Unknown Number.
The message: “You escaped me once, Sie. But I’m coming for you. And next time, it won’t be just fear—I’ll take everything. - M”
Attached was a photo—of Sie, right now, naked and spent on the set.
Aidra snatched the phone, her face paling. “What the fuck? How did he get this?”
Jayden’s blue eyes widened in horror. “Is this Marco? He’s supposed to be gone!”
Before Sie could respond, the studio door burst open. A figure stepped in—not Marco, but a masked man holding a camera. “Smile for the feed, ladies. This is going live—everywhere.”
The lights flickered, and the man vanished into the shadows, laughter echoing as the screens around the set glitched and went black.
The studio air was thick with the scent of sweat and arousal as Sie, Aidra, and Jayden writhed on the king-sized bed, their bodies glistening under the harsh lights. The cameras whirred, capturing every moan and slick movement, turning the scene into a raw, unfiltered pornographic masterpiece. But with the masked man's threat still lingering like a dark whisper, they dove in deeper, using the sex as both release and defiance.
Aidra took charge first, her hands roaming Sie's curves as she pinned her down, spreading her legs wide. “Time to make you forget that creepy fucker,” Aidra growled, her fingers tracing Sie's swollen pussy lips before plunging two digits inside, curling them slowly to stroke her G-spot. Sie gasped, her back arching as Aidra's thumb circled her clit with expert pressure, building a steady rhythm that had juices dripping down her thighs. “Feel that? Your cunt's already soaking my hand. Such a greedy little slut.”
Jayden watched, her piercing blue eyes darkening with lust, her black hair falling in wild waves as she grabbed a thick, ribbed dildo from the toy basket. “Don't hog all the fun,” she purred, positioning herself behind Aidra and sliding the toy between her legs. With a slow, teasing push, Jayden worked the dildo into Aidra's tight ass, inch by inch, the ridges stretching her open. Aidra moaned loudly, her body shuddering as Jayden pumped it in and out, the wet sounds echoing through the room. “Fuck yes, stretch my ass like that—make it hurt so good,” Aidra begged, her fingers never stopping their assault on Sie's pussy.
Sie's hips bucked wildly, her moans turning into full-throated screams as Aidra added a third finger, stretching her even wider. The sensation was overwhelming—Aidra's fingers twisting and thrusting deeper, hitting that perfect spot that made Sie's vision blur. “Oh god, don't stop—fuck me harder, make me cum all over your fingers,” Sie cried, her hands gripping the sheets as her first orgasm built. Aidra leaned down, sucking Sie's clit into her mouth, her tongue flicking relentlessly as Sie's body tensed and exploded, squirting a hot stream that splashed across Aidra's face and the bedsheets. “There you go, you filthy whore—drench me,” Aidra taunted, lapping up the mess with greedy slurps.
But they weren't done. Jayden pulled the dildo from Aidra's ass with a slick pop, turning her attention to Sie. “My turn to taste that sweet pussy,” Jayden said, her voice husky as she straddled Sie's face, lowering her dripping cunt onto Sie's waiting tongue. Sie dove in eagerly, licking long, slow strokes through Jayden's folds, savouring the tangy flavour as Jayden ground against her mouth. “Eat it like you mean it, bitch—tongue my clit until I fucking explode,” Jayden demanded, her blue eyes rolling back as Sie's tongue delved deeper, probing her entrance before sucking hard on her swollen nub.
Meanwhile, Aidra grabbed a vibrating wand, pressing it against Sie's oversensitive clit while Jayden rode her face. The vibrations sent shockwaves through Sie's body, making her squirm and moan into Jayden's pussy. “Feel that buzz? It's going to make you squirt again, you dirty slut,” Aidra teased, holding the wand firm as Sie's legs shook. Jayden leaned forward, capturing Aidra in a deep kiss, their tongues battling as Sie worked magic below. The three of them moved in sync—Aidra controlling the wand, Jayden grinding harder, and Sie lapping at every drop.
Jayden came first, her body convulsing as she squirted onto Sie's face, the warm liquid coating her lips and chin. “Fuck yes—take my cum, you greedy bitch,” Jayden groaned, her black hair sticking to her sweat-slicked skin. Sie swallowed what she could, the taste pushing her over the edge again, her own juices gushing out as Aidra kept the wand pressed tight.
They switched positions for more—Sie on all fours now, Aidra strapping on a massive dildo and slamming into her from behind. “Take this cock deep, you whore—feel it hit your cervix,” Aidra snarled, thrusting hard and fast, the toy's veins rubbing Sie's inner walls raw. Jayden slid underneath, her mouth latching onto Sie's clit while Aidra pounded away, creating a symphony of wet slaps and moans. “Oh fuck, yes—pound my pussy, make it yours,” Sie begged, her body rocking back to meet each thrust.
For another twenty minutes, they explored every filthy angle—Jayden using a beaded anal toy on Aidra while Sie fingered Jayden's pussy, all three chasing climax after climax. The room was a haze of sweat, squirt, and raw need, with Aidra directing the chaos. “That's it, sluts—keep fucking until we're all a dripping mess,” she commanded, her voice hoarse from screaming. They ended in a tangled heap, bodies spent but still grinding, toys slipping in and out as orgasms blurred into one endless wave.
Tony finally called, “Cut!” The crew erupted in cheers at the marathon performance.
THE DARK PLOT TWIST: A HOT CLIFFHANGER
As they lay entangled, panting and covered in each other's fluids, Sie's phone buzzed again. She grabbed it, her heart sinking at the unknown number. The message: “You look so attractive in that situation. But wait until I join the party. I’m closer than you think. – M”
Attached was a live video feed—from inside the studio. The masked man from earlier stood in the shadows, observing the scene intently as he watched their aftermath on a hidden camera. “Smile, ladies,” his distorted voice crackled through the speakers. “This is just the beginning. I’m coming for you—one by one.”
The lights flickered, and the feed cut out, leaving the room in tense silence. Sie, Aidra, and Jayden exchanged horrified glances, the air thick with a mix of post-orgasmic haze and dread.
TO BE CONTINUED…?
