Memoirs Of Visual Delight Ch. 03

"Fuck! Ally! You're killing me! Suck it, baby! Play with it just how you like it!"

My lips enveloped the tip, tongue swirling in the process. I let it slide in my mouth, sucking slightly. His elbows gave in and his back met the floor, giving into the sensation my mouth was causing.

His gasps and moans increased and filled my ears, making me move faster, sliding in and out of my mouth, hungrily licking and sucking at the shaft as it disappeared in the depths of my opening and throat.

Uhm...yeah...well... you kind of learn allot of things while performing the task on a dildo, creating a POV scene on cam. The practice came in very useful, especially in that moment, when I was actually enjoying everything.

His grunts became more audible as my hand was now playing with his ball sack. He rose to have a good look and met my gaze.

"Ally! I'm going to cum if you don't stop and I want your pussy so badly!"

"Mh..." I went on sucking him for a little longer, until his hand grabbed my hair and pulled me up, a loud pop sound filled the hallway as my lips left the velvety tip.

"Give me your pussy, now!" He was so fucking hot while he said those words; I immediately straddled him and let him guide the tip of his cock towards my entrance. He teased my folds with the tip, slowly inserting the tip inside with a slight hiss, then out as his other hand dug into the skin of my thigh every time the tip would reach inside.

"Please, Alex... please! Put it in! I need you inside me! Please!" Desperation was now obvious. It was all it took for him to oblige. With a powerful thrust, he impaled me! I sighed loudly, as if fulfilled. I started slowly sliding up and down, his hands holding me steady. The feeling of his cock deed inside me took me over the edge! I came hard! Powerfully! Screaming!

He didn't stop, he went on pounding my pussy, causing another orgasm to crash through me as my head fell back in ecstasy. His grunts gave away the fact that my pussy was now milking his cock, bringing his own orgasm.

"Cum for me, Alex! Fill me up! Please, cum for me!"

His cries filled my ears as his seed would shoot inside me. My hands found his chest for balance as I would come back from the high. His eyes were still closed, that gorgeous smile plastered on his face.

"Totally worth the wait! Fuck! Ally! You are amazing!" he drew me across his chest and kissed me deeply.

"You're not so bad yourself." I teased, giggling. A slap on my ass then reminded me not to tease like that.

We laid like that for a while, both dwelling in the afterglow.

The evening went on in the kitchen, where Alex made me sit at the table and guide him into making some pasta. I made his life miserable, ordering him around, but he would kiss me every time he passed me so I stopped after a while.

I refused to go to my room. The envelope would wait until the morning. I wanted to enjoy the peaceful evening with Alex, he agreed.

We had dinner and went in the living room, where we watched the telly for a bit and I fell asleep soundly, in his arms.

The chirp of our landline woke me up next morning. Alex had fallen asleep as well, holding me. His arms were now resting on my back. He obviously didn't sleep very comfortably, but somehow forgot about that when our eyes met and he kissed me.

He reached out to grab the phone and answered. Whoever called was not expecting a male's voice and hung up.

Alex's brow arched as he was placing the phone back in the slot.

"I hope it's not what I'm thinking about." He said as his lips met my forehead, kissing softly.

"I hope so too. How about we have some breakfast and we open that envelope?"

"No, Ally. You open it alone. The suit was specific about that. I won't be in the room when you open it."

"Fine... Fine! No need to get upset now. Come on, make me coffee, slave." I bit his nose as he frowned and slapped my ass.

"We'll talk about that slave thing. But another time." He winked and rose from the sofa, grabbing me by my waist and putting me on his shoulder, slapping my ass, making me squeal.

He helped me sit on the chair and made the coffee. He had a different way of preparing it- far better than mine and Andrea's. He said it was decaff. It tasted nice, I didn't care. He didn't let me have coffee until I ate, so we had some cereal and he grabbed the meds for me to take.

We were enjoying our coffee and smoking a cigarette when the landline chirped again. He answered again. A female voice asked for me and he said I was not available. It was my mom. He knew I was not ready to talk so he said I was still sleeping. He told her I was now home, under his close watch and that nobody had to worry. Mom calmed down when he told her I would call when I would feel better. I stood there in awe as I realised that my mom was actually getting along with Alex and she trusted him.

The call ended with holiday wishes and promises to talk on Christmas Eve over Skype. Alex was a piece of work. He could get under your skin in seconds. My mom didn't stand a chance.

"Whenever you're ready, baby." I cringed at the thought of going to my room and opening the folder.

"Oh? You don't like me calling you 'baby'?" He smiled teasingly.

"I do. Sorry... the folder... I'm scared."

"We'll get through it. Stay calm and call me when you are done with it. What do you think? Is that better?"

"Yes." I lowered my head as he grabbed me and led me to my room, settling me on the bed. He kissed my forehead and handed me the folder, then left me alone in the room.

"I'll be in the kitchen." He told me as he closed the door.

'CONFIDENTIAL' was written in red capital letters on top of the folder. I broke the plastic seal that kept the file closed and opened with a loud sigh.

Horror invaded me as I would start going through the contents.

Pictures of me, online at the studio. Pictures of me out with the guys from the studio! Pictures of Alicia and Josh when they were in America. They looked younger and scruffier than I knew them.

I looked at all the pictures. The last one was of the snapshot the creep had taken. A small hand written note had the time and user my id.

The last item in the folder was a typed letter. I took a long breath and started reading.

"Dear Delight,

I must offer my sincerest apologies for the turmoil I have caused by taking you in private and making you show your true face on camera.

You will understand my reasons as I will put them into order in the following lines of my letter.

You have been a small piece of a grand puzzle, which has now been solved, with your help. I am happy to inform you that you will no longer hear from Alicia and Josh P. for a long time.

The duo that you have worked for is part of a notorious human trafficking network. They were the only ones that could not be found guilty. Yes, I am afraid this is true and you will see confirmation in the news, in the following months.

This will be a very well known story.

First of all, please bear in mind that your details have not yet been disclosed, for obvious reasons.

You have not been an active part in this organisation. Our main witness has full immunity and asked for you to be kept out of this.

The investigation that has been made on your identity can remain unknown.

You will find a telephone number enclosed. The person who will answer your call will be able to erase all evidence that you have once worked as a video chat performer.

I was a father, Miss Delight. I choose to address you this way, as it is the only way we have known each other. My daughter went missing five years ago. She was found dead by heroin overdose, one year later. Her body had been severely bruised from all the rapes and beatings she had suffered.

I swore I would find the people responsible and now, I have. Thanks to you. I consider myself lucky, Miss Delight. Because I could, somehow find a resolution for my daughter, not for myself, though. I will never be able to function as a human being. But that is not of your concern.

I am also in great debt to you, as I would have not managed solving this case, without you. Alicia was reckless enough to visit you so she had been followed to the studio. The witness had decided to volunteer the information when followed home, and then confronted with the evidence.

I know my purpose does not excuse the means and I do not expect you to forgive my actions.

However, I would be pleased if you thought of my offering.

You will be able to start a new life. No evidence will exist and you will not be linked to the case.

Should you decide to stay a performer, I will be forced to use your name and personal details in order to bring even more light to the case.

Think about it. The telephone line will be closed on the 1st of December at midnight, and you will no longer be able to erase anything. All the data, including the one on your personal computer, is kept by the people who are waiting for your call.

Also, I would like to offer my apologies for Andrea. I have used your friend in order to get to your computer. Unfortunately, after your call is made, I will have to end things with her and I will do it via email.

She will need you to be there for her in the future.

Yes, I have been in your home. But you will not be affected by my actions, should you decide to make the call.

I am not asking for you to understand my reasons.

I am only offering you an opportunity.

The choice is yours, Delight."

I stared into space for a good while before I could come back to my senses. This person had caused so much damage... Alicia and Josh... human trafficking... He had been in our home. He had used Andrea to get what he needed... and one call could keep this man away from us forever. This would affect Andrea and I would have to pretend not to know anything and live with the guilt. My mind went into overdrive.

Alex knocked on my door and opened it slowly after I called him. He was obviously tensed and worried.

He didn't say a word as I showed him the contents of the folder. He refused to read the letter and asked for me to tell him only what I felt like he had to know.

I decided to tell him everything. I trusted him completely and knew he would stand by me, no matter the choice.

We spent the day talking about everything I did, how I got to Alicia and Josh, how I worked for them, how I quit the studio and started on my own. He then read the letter three times, analyzing all the angles.

"I have a suggestion." He started. "Let's put the decision aside for the day and just be lazy. Sleep it off and see what you feel about it after tonight, and hopefully a good fucking... what do you say?" He grinned.

"So that is how you solve your problems. Ha-ha! You fuck to forget?" My giggles filled the room.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, kissed me and started tickling me. I struggled and squealed, but he grabbed me close again, put his hands on my jaw line and faced me. His eyes pierced through me.

"I actually care for you, Ally. I swear to god! I do! You won't sleep unless I fuck your brains out. That mind will be too busy wasting time over thinking. You can't exercise so... I can provide the next best thing." He smiled and kissed my forehead. "Silly girl, you have no idea of what I'm prepared to do for you. Ever since you and Andrea moved in, I haven't had a good night sleep without thinking of you. Why do you think I listened to music so loud? You did knock at my door. I was scared it was Andrea, but there you were. Nostrils flared, messy hair and you were furious, but I was only looking at you. You were so cute! I had to find a way into your life. Even if we only stayed friends. I had to do something."

"So, you stalked your way in?" I teased.

"Something like that. But then, Andrea made me watch you and I was clawing out of my skin! Fuck, Ally, I swear, when I tasted your pussy... I almost came! Then it hit me that you were leaving home and somehow I had to say something. Yeah, I kind of have a bad timing, don't I?"

"For fucks sake, you do! I was surprised you actually said something. I haven't seen you like that before. You were actually serious. Then, next day, when I was in the shower, I... uhm... thought of you when I came."

"You did?" He was surprised to hear me say that. I was even more surprised for confessing so casually.

"Well, yeah. And then I ended up in the hospital, powerful stuff."

"Oh dear! Wait, you came and then slipped in the shower? So that explains why the doctor didn't tell me everything. He had this embarrassed look. Poor guy. Oh, poor you! And poor me, for finding you that way and thinking I had lost you! Damn it woman, what is it that a guy has to do to show he loves you?"

"Wait! What did you just say?"

"I love you, Ally. From the first time I met you, when you had that funny bear hoodie on. The minute I saw you struggling with the bags and asked if you needed help. You smilled, silly girl, you had me at 'Hello'. Yeah, soppy love story. What can I say. It's true, I want you to be mine."

I kissed him passionately, holding him close.

"I am yours." I whispered.

He looked at me, held my chin and kissed me softly.

"That's all I need. Oh and about that hard fucking..."

***********

In case you were wondering, I did make the call, next day, first thing in the morning. A guy answered, he said he only has another phone number for me so I could make arrangements for all my earnings to be transferred. It was all done in two hours. Delight was never to be found online after that.

So there you have it, dearest readers. Ally's rise and Delight's demise.

A slight trace of Delight sometimes shows up when we feel adventurous, myself and Alex. When he goes on business trips, I call him and we pretend to be strangers fucking on cam. It's a thrill for me and Alex enjoys watching me play so much!

-Do I miss that time?-

No.

-Would I do it again?-

No.

-Did it affect me?-

Why do you think I am telling you my story?

-Any advice for those curious to start performing?-

Make sure you know why you are doing it. You may like the money, but the stuff can change your life.

-Why did you tell your story?-

Well, it's my resolution. This is me actually letting go of all that was left of Delight inside me.

This is for you, A.

*****

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