By Cracker
Epilogue:
So by now I felt truly one truly fucked over. I knew that my days of acting like an alpha over these subs were long gone. What I didn't expect with the MP4 file that suddenly appeared on my screen. When I opened it there was me acting like a cheap whore for them. I never figured they'd film my performance but they had done it. There I was buck naked and fingering out my ass for them right there on my screen. It was clear too that I was bone hard during it all. Funny thing was I was pretty turned seeing myself being a total pussy. A typed line appeared on the chat screen. It had four words that had me in a panic: Should we post it ?
I frantically shook my head but in my nuts I knew whatever I wanted no longer counted. Unlike in past sessions with these subs this fucking former alpha was no longer in control. They watched me watching myself on that file for a bit longer. Then, one of them typed out how it was time for me to pay up. Yeah you guessed it. They wanted me to be cash fagged. Me handing over my own money to a bunch of losers that I had used, degraded and scored money from in prior chats. Yeah I had cash fagged before but that was too another alpha. Sure his sub did me too but still, on some level, I could tell myself I'd done it because that alpha had me told me to do it. I'd had hoped see myself as at least an alpha sub.
I knew this was bad. If they cash fagged me then I'd have sunk to a level from which I'd never come back. If they milked my ass then I'd be a fucking cash faggot's cash fag. Part of me said to tell them to post whatever they wanted and fuck off. Yet, I noticed my left hand was still jerking off my meat. It hit me hard. I was turned on by what was going on. On some unconscious level I wanted to be fucked by them and fucked hard. One of them typed for me to go to PAYPAL and get ready to be cash fucked like a back alley whore.There comes a point where the cock takes over from your brain. As I watched myself bitch-out on that MP4 file my cock took over. I typed out the word"yes sirs" and brought up a window for PAYPAL. Over the session they drained my bank accounts while they watched me beat off over and over until I had also drained my nuts. The next day every cash master's site had the MP4 and copies of all my fagging out chat sessions. I was now everyone's go to cash-fuck boy. Like I said in the beginning: There sometimes comes a moment you get flipped in your head and it all goes bad for you.
The End