Her Career Under Threat - Part 1
Idol : Minji Newjeans
Tags : Blackmail, Blowjob, Cum in Mouth
Words : 1400 Words
Minji stood in front of the backstage bathroom mirror, her heart racing. Tonight's concert is about to start, but her body has been hot since the rehearsal noon. As a 21 year old female idol, Minji often feels an uncontrollable passion after performing. But this time, before going on stage, she couldn't help herself. Her right hand crept up behind the short skirt of her stage uniform, her fingers touching the panties that it's wet. Her breathing gasps as she starts rubbing her clit slowly, eyes half-closed staring at his own reflection.
"Ahh... why should it now anyway?" she muttered softly, hes voice restrained so as not to be heard outside. Her middle finger slides into her slippery pussy, it's getting faster. Her body swayed lightly, her breasts rose and fell under a tight bra. Her mind drifted into wild fantasies, but the reality of the stage that awaited him made him even more impetuous. She bites her lower lip, moaning slowly as orgasm begins to approach. The warm liquid soaked her fingers and she felt a wave of pleasure sweep over her body.
Outside the bathroom door, the manager. an ugly-faced adult man with a hooked nose and a bulging belly stood still. His narrowed eyes peered through a thin crack in the door that was not tightly closed. His phone was ready to record, his hands were shaking with cunning excitement. he has long harbored a lust for Minji, a beautiful idol who is always indifferent and disgusted with his. Seeing the girl masturbate so vulgarly makes the dick harden immediately in his pants. "You little whore," she whispered to herself as she pressed the record button. The Video clearly captures everything: Minji's busy fingers in her pussy, her restrained moans, and her beautiful reddened face.
Minji cleaned herself as quickly as possible, wiped her hands with a tissue and tidy up her skirt. She came out of the shower with a face that tried to calm down, but the cheeks are still blushing. The ugly manager was standing in the narrow backstage corridor, smiling cunning adorned his ugly face. "Minji, wait a minute. I have something to show you." he said in a hoarse voice, his eyes looking at Minji from top to bottom like predator.
Minji frowned, feeling that something was wrong. "What, Sir? The concert is about to start, I have to get ready." Her voice is cold, as always when dealing with a manager who always disgusts her. The man smelled of sweat, his hair was greasy, and his gaze always gave Minji goosebumps.
The manager pulled out his phone, pressed play on the video. Minji's faint moaning sounds are heard from a small speaker, and her image appears: her fingers rubbing against a wet pussy. Minji froze, her eyes widened in shock. âWhat⊠whatâs that?! Turn it off!â she screamed softly, reaching for the phone, but the manager yanked her back.
"Heh, don't panic. This is good evidence that can make your career brighter," said The manager chuckled slightly, his voice full of ridicule. "Imagine that this video spread in agency chat groups, or even upload to social media. Your fans will see this and think their idol is a pervert and likes to masturbate when she is alone."
Minji felt the world spinning. Her body trembled, her pretty face pale. "You... you bastard! Remove it now! How can you... peeping like that?!" Her voice trembled between anger and fear. She took a step back, her back touching the cold corridor wall. Her mind raced: the video could destroy everything. Her contract, Her image as an innocent idol, everything gone.
The manager approached, breathing heavily with passion. "Delete? You can, but there are conditions. You must serve me now. That sweet mouth of yours... I want to feel it on my dick. Nice Blowjob, Minji. If not, tomorrow morning this video it is viral." His eyes lit up dominantly, his hand touched Minji's shoulder roughly.
Minji brushed off the hand, her eyes full of disgust. "Disgust! You think I would? You're ugly, smelly! I won't touch you!" But her voice weakened, fear crept in. She imagines news headlines, hateful comments from fans, agencies breaking contracts. Her tears almost fell, but she held on.
âDisgusted? Heh, but your pussy was soaking wet from masturbating earlier. You must be thirsty for a real dick, huh?â taunt that manager, his voice is getting rougher. He unzips his pants slowly, pulling out his already tense and veined Dick. His length is average, but his head is red and already dripping pre-cum. The fishy smell was immediately smelled, making Minji nauseous. "Come on, squat down and start sucking. Or I press send Now."
Minji stared at the dick with a hateful face. "You are mentally ill! Why should I? There are many other girls who might want to be with someone as ugly as you." But her legs began to limp, she glanced at the wall clock, the concert was 15 minutes away. There's no choice. With trembling hands, she knelt on the dirty floor of the corridor, her face parallel to the manager's Dick.
"Good, good girl. Open your mouth wide," the manager ordered, his hand grabbing Minji's hair and pulling her head closer. His dick touches Minji's pink lips, leaving a sticky stain. Minji closed her eyes, restraining the urge to vomit. "Don't bite me, please. If I get hurt, I'll post the video."
"Please... don't tell anyone," whispered Minji, her voice breaking before her lips were forced to open. The dick went into her mouth, it was salty and fishy, making her tongue wince. He began to knead slowly, his movements stiff with disgust. The manager moans contentedly, her hips back and forth slowly, pushing his dick deeper.
"Oh, your mouth is so good. It's wetter than your pussy was," the manager said with a laugh, his hand pressing down on Minji's head to take more. Minji felt the Dick touching her throat, making her choke lightly. Her saliva mixes with pre-cum, dripping down her chin. "Hurry up, suck harder. Use your tongue, twist it around her head."
Minji obeyed even though her heart screamed. Her tongue moves around the dick head, feel the throbbing veins. The smell of the man's sweat is getting stronger, mix with the smell of unwashed Dick. "Mmmph... disgusting..." she muttered as the dick was pulled out for a bit, but the manager immediately pushed again. "Shut up, keep sucking! You're my bitch now, Minji. An idol who blowjob his own manager's Dick."
She speeds up the movement, Minji's hand holding the base of the dick to control the depth, but the manager grabs her hand and forces her to swallow deeper. "Look, you're used to it. Your mouth was born for this," he taunted, his voice hoarse with pleasure. Minji cried softly, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she didn't stop. Her mind was full of fear: what if there were staff passing by? What if the video spreads?
The manager was getting rougher, his hips were stomping faster. "I want to cum in your mouth, swallow it all. Don't throw it away." Minji shook her head weakly, but her mouth remained full. "Say yes, say you want to drink my sperm!"
"I-I did... I want to..." answer Minji forced when the dick pulled out for a while, her voice choked. The Dick comes in again, and suddenly the ugly manager moans loudly. "Ahh, get out!" Hot sperm gushed into Minji's mouth, filling her oral cavity with a bitter and viscous taste. She restrains vomiting, swallows slowly so as not to spill, although the taste makes her stomach nauseous.
The manager pulled his dick out, the rest of the sperm dripped onto Minji's lips. "Good, you are obedient. Video is secure... do it now." He smiled slyly, smoothing the pants. Minji got up slowly, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her face was full of disgust and tears. "You are a monster."
But the manager just laughed. "Not finished yet? Oh, this is just the beginning, Minji. Tomorrow there will be more. Get ready to serve more." Minji turned around, limped into the dressing room, her mind messed up. The concert is about to begin, but this dark secret has only just begun, and she knows the threat won't stop here.
