I laughed as I got another request from Frederick. It had been two months since I had a one-on-one video chat with him, yet he couldn’t take the hint.

I was sticking to my rule: no married men. I had included the rule on my profile: I wouldn’t meet or video with anyone I suspected was married.

Sometimes, one would fall through the cracks, but it was easy to tell after they got one-on-one with me. Usually, a ring would give it away or a slight look away to make sure no one was watching.

The biggest surprise to me was the amount I was making. It had started slowly, but now it had sped up. With many social media apps and pages directing followers to my payment pages, posting pictures and videos had become a full-time job.

Some of the tasteful ones made it to my free pages, which was a tease for my more risqué photos, which then teased them to my topless pictures and videos.

The other thing that amazed me was how some of these men would pay to get pictures and videos dedicated to them. I had many requests to get dressed in costumes.

A favorite for most of my followers was the Velma character from the cartoon Scooby-Doo. It was my second most downloaded video.

All I did was dress in the Orange Sweater and red skirt with heels and say the stupid line while bending over and showing my underwear.

There were other videos of me dressed like Velma solving a mystery and pretending to fuck the perp so that he could get away.

Of course, I didn’t fuck anyone, but I made the motions and the moans like someone fucking while the camera pointed to my boobs bouncing back and forth.

My wardrobe had been filled with different costumes, varying from Cartoons, Anime, and Comics.

My favorite was the Black Cat from Spiderman. The tight black leather showed off my huge boobs, and I wore a white wig. It was my top download. Sliding my toy dildo down the front of my top as I tit-fucked my big boobs.

“Okay guys,” I said as I waved goodbye to my followers.

I had just finished one of the messy shows I did every Thursday. I used my squirting dildo to tit fuck myself and ended with it shooting its fake cum through my cleavage.

“I got to go clean up,” I smiled as I turned the camera off.

As usual, I had cleaned up on the coins. It was amazing how much they racked up; I would have thought they would get tired of seeing me topless.

Most of them had asked for full-frontal nudity, which I had told them was not on the table. Most of my videos and cam shows only showed my top or my ass in boy shorts, short shorts, or thongs.

‘Come on,’ I read the private message. I shook my head. It was Frederick again.

‘Begging doesn’t look good on a grown man,’ I replied.

My memory of him being the dominant black man that had fucked my brains out and changed my life was ruined. He had begged me countless times to video with him, and when that didn’t work, he changed his online name, and he was always the highest tipper in any of my shows.

‘You were doing the begging before. We could do it again,’ he pleaded in the following message.

‘I am going to clean up, then go to bed,’ I replied.

I turned off the computer and headed for the bathroom.

“Another costume came for you,” Will said as I entered my postal center.

“You’re joking,” I sighed as I emptied my box.

It was full of the usual fan mail, which was always chock full of either dick pictures or pictures of men trying to get me to fall for them. Occasionally, there was hate mail from someone’s wife or husband.

“Nope,” Will said as he picked up a huge box.

“I don’t know,” Will said with a smile.

Will was the son of the owner of this small postal center. If he weren’t so young, I would be all over him. He was a handsome young man with a brilliant personality.

“Liar,” I responded, shaking my head as I looked at the box. “You peeked at the last two, I bet you peeked this time.”

“I hope you have a blonde wig,” Will smiled.

“Not another fucking anime character?” I opened the box.

I shrugged and looked at the note. It came with a request and how much they would pay me to wear this stupid costume.

Will was one of my moderators for my cam shows. He loved seeing my chest and was staring at them now.

“Up here,” I said as I looked at him. “You can see them later.”

Luckily, his father didn’t know his twenty-year-old son was using his computer to watch me topless.

I showed him the request and told him to get me all the necessary information. As usual, he nodded. I usually sent him a few pictures that no one else could get so I could pay him for everything he did for me.

“I will send it to your email,” Will said as he took the note.

As usual, something was bound to go wrong with everything going well. I finally gave Timothy what he wanted: permission to leave the state.

Jacob had shown me the school and the area where they would live. It was amazing. They would have more opportunities over there than they would if they stayed.

Today would be the day they were going to fly away. Timothy had promised that he would bring them back home every holiday.

“I will miss you,” I said as I hugged Jacob outside the terminal. Their plane was about to board.

Actions and Consequences Chapter Five: Getting Back in the Saddle.

Finally, Anna gets into a grove, and things seem to be going right for now.

I laughed as I got another request from Frederick. It had been two months since I had a one-on-one video chat with him, yet he couldn’t take the hint.



Actions and Consequences Chapter Five: Getting Back in the Saddle.

Finally, Anna gets into a grove, and things seem to be going right for now.

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