“SAY SHE A GOOD GIRL, SHE DO P☆RN FOR ME” — C.C
“pay her fee, she perform for me.. say she a good girl, she do p*rn for me..”
warnings: 18+ content (MNI), collegiate school settings, athlete x faculty, secret relationships, insinuations of sexual activity/ relations, dark! Cameron Cade, use of the n word, manipulation, threats of revenge prn, coercion (dubious consent), threats, non consensual recording, smut, choking, spitting, biting, dirty talk, cussing/swearing, creampie.
a.n: heyyy stinks! don’t jump me, I’m sorry for being inactive with posting 😭 my writing juices kinda went dry and despite having ideas, I didn’t have any motivation. but I’m back! I hope y’all like this one 🤭 heed those warnings & enjoyy!
on the jukebox: ‘boys n the hood’ by smerfbeats ft babyface ray, GT, and Peezy 🎀
“I think this season is going to be my last season”
Cameron Cade blanched, looking at you like you grew three heads and spoke in a tongue that he’s never heard before.
“Your last season— your last season doing what?” His tone was defensive and cautionary but in a bolder font, almost like he was daring you to say it.
Because if so, he wasn’t having any of it.
“Assisting”
“Why?” Cameron immediately shot back, his eyebrows raised.
Cameron Cade caught you on the tail end of the moving team line off of the bus, having just arrived to the rival team’s hometown and practice center. The many of away games and travel was familiar to you, the structure wasn’t different.
You’d actually been wanting to talk to Cameron and break the news but you dreaded having to do it, so him stopping you to “talk”, made for the perfect time.
You sighed, trying not to meet his judgmental eyes. “I just think it’s time for me to branch out and try other things in my life. I had my fun here—“
“You mean you had your fun with me—“
His combat made you hiss out in embarrassment, your pretty face flushing something red.
Thankfully, the bus driver followed the crowd out of the vehicle, opting to fuel up with food and drinks. It was just you and Cameron in the first row of seats behind the drivers seat.
“Cameron—“
“Nah, nah, it’s the truth so don’t act brand new. We didn’t start fuckin’ last night. We’ve been sneakin’ around since you took this position those two years ago and it sounds like you’re tryna leave me. Don’t bullshit me, (Y/N)”
Finally, you met his fiery, greenish hazel eyes, he was on a roll. Your irises swirled in soft defeat, trying to hold your ground. How well was that working?
“Is that what it is? You’re not leavin’ because some new opportunity just came up or whatever the fuck. And even if it is some new opportunity, you’re not just getting away from the team, you’re tryna get away from me. I-Is that what I’m hearing? Did I understand that right?”
Cameron Cade’s tone was that of a warning. It was easy for him to use it towards you if you tried to challenge him or push back on something he didn’t want. It was easy to make you feel small and make you crumble. Any oppositional thought you had in those previous moments were quickly diminished.
Despite the breath you took being shaky, you had to mean it.
“Some things just go the way that they go. I can’t control this, Cameron, I’m sorry”
He didn’t need to know that there was no real job opportunity making you leave the collegiate football team.
He didn’t need to know that you’d planned on leaving the state as soon as the game was over and you traveled back home. You’d already bought your plane ticket to move across the country.
When Cameron didn’t speak for a moment and only looked at you, something in you jumped to want to recant your statement, urging to please him. But that couldn’t be anymore. His jaw ticked.
“Just be straight up with me, baby, you know that’s all I be askin’ of you” Cameron began, his tone a bit more softer. “Are you quitting because of me?”
Yes.
“Cameron, no” you met him at his soft tone, hoping it distracted him from your untrue words. You even went as far as laying your hand over his that rested on his knee, “It’s just.. I’m always going to want better for myself. I know that you know that”
Cameron stared at you, truly analyzing the woman he was falling madly in love with. He nodded after a minute of silence and stood up, with his hand outstretched to you, you followed suit.
“O-okay.. okay, well, we’re gonna miss you.. I’m gonna miss you”
You gulped and nodded, putting on your best sorrow filled smile. “Me too”
With his hand still in yours, Cameron pulled you into a hug, his long and lanky arms wrapped around your waist, his head resting on top of your head. You wrapped your arms timidly around his torso, Cameron felt your nerves.
You two stood there for what felt like hours, you prayed for an intervention that pulled you back before your superiors started asking questions.
“But um, before you go back, I wanna show you somethin’, ok?”
Still in his arms, Cameron reached into the pocket of his sweatpants and revealed his phone. With a few taps and a sigh of approval, he was showing you his screen.
All of the color drained from your face and you felt you wanted to vomit.
Cameron let the screen play and clicked the side button on his phone, turning up the volume to full blast. Immediately the sound of your wanton, pornographic moans filled the space.
Loud, desperate, high pitched, and needy. You cried out for the man below you, who you could see watching you in awe.
You watched on in horror as you rode Cameron Cade in his off campus dorm bed. Your back was naked and exposed, your back tattoo let you know it was you.
Duvet covers around your hips, Cameron’s knees bent and forming in the covers, his hands reached up groping at your breasts as your lower half ground. You watched yourself toss your head back, another shrill moan emitting.
“Ridin’ this dick real good, baby girl.. c’mon, gon’ get that nut, you deserve it..”
“Yes, please” you whined before lying on top of the man, your face in his neck. His arms around your waist, hands groping your ass, Cameron Cade on camera began fucking up into you.
“Cameron, ‘m gonna—“
The obscene noises and video suddenly shut off. Your jaw slack and light tears in your eyes as you looked up at Cameron who wore the softest, shit eating smirk.
“You recorded me?” You just barely squeaked out.
“Us, baby. Just a little something to keep on me on those days and nights that I can’t have you”
You watched his gaze suddenly get darker and scarier. His once warm eyes looked at you in pure intimidation and seriousness.
“I uh, just wanted to see how long you were gonna continue to lie to my face just now. I know where you’re going, I know when you’re going, I know how you’re getting there. Now what I don’t know is what you got going on out there but I can find that out too. If I find out you got another nigga out there that’s not me, he’s as good as dead”
Immediately you shook your head. “It’s not”.
With a hand cupping your face, Cameron thumbed away the tear that slipped down your cheek. The tear you didn’t even know was falling.
“Bottom line is: you’re not going anywhere and should you feel compelled to go against me, you can expect for every corner of the university to see that video. All I gotta do is press a button”
More tears slipped out of your eyes, you couldn’t believe this was real. You were actively being blackmailed. Cameron continued thumbing away at your cheeks.
“I’m giving you until the end of the day to gon’ ahead and shut all of that shit down. Cancel that flight— don’t even worry about a refund, y’know I can give that back to you. Unpack those bags, cancel that hotel, all of that. You don’t get to try to restart your life if I’m not in it, you understand me?”
His hand on your face began to tighten, Cameron Cade frowning just a little when you didn’t answer right away. But immediately, you nodded. Cameron Cade smiled and placed a quick kiss to your lips.
“Good girl.. you always know how to make daddy happy. As long as you keep doing that, we’ll be good. Now let’s go before they start askin’ questions”
Cameron’s hand connected with your denim jean clad ass cheek, making you jump.
How fucked were you?
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You tried your best to focus throughout the rest of the drills and training with the boys.
Your role was to help their coaches run plays along with kinesiology, physical therapy like responsibilities. You helped the boys stretch, iced after their games and during halftime, and other skills to help them perform their best.
Cameron Cade found a deep attraction to you as soon as you were announced with your role. Your physique was impressive, hair down your back, a smile that had his heart racing, and knowledge that said you weren’t unqualified. You were his kind of woman. Being only 3 years older than him, your soul felt beyond that, and Cameron loved it.
Sleeping with him that first go around had you both on two different wavelengths after the fact. You vowed you wouldn’t make it back in his bed and Cameron Cade was ready to put a ring on it.
You hated how good he made you feel. Call it a weak moment of desperation and loneliness as to why you succumbed and melted into his advances.
He’d called you saying he had some cramp in his leg and needing the limb properly stretched and cared for. Had you knew what you’d be getting yourself into, you would’ve told Cameron Cade to call 911 instead of you.
With your assistance, his smooth words and soft urges kept you conversing and spilling some guts. He’d found out that you were single, hard working, and happily celibate.. happily?
Conversations turned into conversations with drinks, then turned into Cameron sitting a bit too close to you on his couch. He was on you soon after that. Seductive whispers with the promise to make this moment worth your while, his eyes clouding in lust and determination to have you.
“Let it all go, mama, I gotchu’” He whispered, lips brushing against yours as he fucked you in missionary. “Know you been pent up and needin’ in.. give it to me, baby, show me sumn’”
You shivered at the memory. Cameron Cade knew how to get what he wanted. Every single time. Your push back meant nothing to him, he always won. Always succeeded, it was in his nature.
But his advances didn’t stop after the sex.
He found your number and saved it in his phone. He found your socials and followed immediately. Cameron Cade successfully snuck an AirTag in your car to monitor you. He called a lot, texted even more. He sent photos— regular and explicit, full on nudes and audios of him touching himself, your name on his tongue as he came loudly.
What felt like a harmless crush you thought that he had on you spiraled into so much more. He anonymously sent flowers to your office at the university and bought you gifts. Then came the pet names— baby, babe, my love. As if you were dating.
You remembered him dropping in on you at your office with food like a husband would. Then bending you over your desk and fucking you before he left.. like a husband would.
The scariest part of all of his delusions was a raging temper paired with it. Cameron Cade reeked of jealousy and insecurity. He could tell the rest of his teammates grew fond of you, you were his before he got inside of you.
He picked out the teammate that maybe eyed you too long, made you laugh too hard and took his anger out on them during drills. A hard push, an even harder tackle, and a sack that had one of them almost breaking his ankle clean off of the bone.
“Oh shit, you good? Fuck, I’m sorry dawg, that was an accident, I swear to God. C’mon, let me help you up”
Cameron Cade didn’t mean that shit.
The shrill sound of a whistle took you from your thoughts and from the sidelines of the expansive practice field. Coach was calling a huddle. You honestly tuned out the typical pep talk on game days. But with Coach’s hand on your shoulder, it brought you back to reality.
“And while I have y’all here, somebody on the team needs to make an announcement” Coach turned towards you with a solemn smile, immediately your sunken heart began to race up. “(Y/N), go ahead and break these boys hearts, get it over with”
You didn’t tell Cameron that you’d already informed your respective colleagues that you were quitting. When you looked at him, his face wore a deep frown. You gulped, the sex tape in the back of your mind and the threat that hung in the air.
“I-I.. it’s—“
Saved by the bell.. or rather the sound of the building’s doors opening. It turned everyone’s attention that way. A group of the rival teams’ players and their coaches walked in but halted at the sight of you all.
Coach cut in. “Sorry, Terry, we were all just heading out for you and your boys” Coach turned towards his crowd, “let’s hold that thought y’all. Let’s get outta here so they can practice”
Cameron Cade eyed you with a look of budding anger that you were familiar with. You didn’t stick around for him, instead you were the first person out of the door and out of the building.
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Fear coursed your veins as you continued running. Fear and adrenaline.
“(Y/N)! I’m not fuckin’ playing, get the fuck back here with my phone!”
Tears blurred your eyes but you kept running. It was halftime when you decided to make your move. It was the perfect opportunity to delete that video and drive back home on your own.
You didn’t care anymore.
With Cameron Cade’s phone in your hands, you zipped through the stadium, no idea where you were going. You just knew you had to get away from him.
Somehow you managed to outrun Cameron and find a secluded, empty office room. It was dark and quiet, scattered chairs everywhere. You hid yourself under the desk and immediately unlocked Cameron’s phone.
His passcode was your birthday.
Finding the camera roll, you found more than just the sextape.. but instead, multiple recorded sessions of you and Cameron having sex. You found your own nudes and hidden camera footage from your house. From your bedroom and when you were showering.
Mortified was an understatement. Selecting the files, you deleted them before going into the ‘recently deleted’ and deleting them for real.
In the same breath, a harsh pounding of the door and wiggling of the door knob had you holding your breath. All the noise suddenly stopped but before you could blink, the metal door harshly broke off of its hinges and loudly clanked to the floor.
Footsteps creeped about the room. You knew it was Cameron, you didn’t have to guess.
“Y’know.. I recognize the smell of that Donna Karen perfume I bought you. The same perfume that had me wanting to fuck you just because you smelled that damn good..”
His footsteps continued, you stayed put under the desk, silently praying.
“I know you’re in here, (Y/N), a-and baby, I promise I’m not even mad anymore. Y’know how I feel about my phone and you just caught me off guard, that’s all. But I’m not upset, I just wanna talk to you”
Fear paralyzed you largely. Despite the softness of his voice, you knew his front would be short lived. He continued walking closer and closer to where you were hiding.
Your heart sank at the view of his football cleats from the opening of under the desk. His sigh was loud and dramatic.
“You should’ve came out when I said.. and now I’m pissed again”
Suddenly you were being pulled— yanked rather. His hands grabbed your ankles and forced you out of hiding before harshly taking you by the arms and hoisting you up. Cameron Cade shook you angrily, forcing the tears down your cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Cameron, I’m sorry” you cried, “‘m sorry, ‘m sorry—“
Cameron put you back on your feet just to suddenly take you by the throat. His fingers squeezed the side of your neck and pulled you to him. His greenish hazels were dark and felt soulless.
“Nah don’t cry now. Why’re you always playin’ with me, huh?!” Cameron yelled, “do you know how good things can be for you if you just listened to me? Let me call the shots, let me make the decisions. Y’know I loved that independent shit aboutchu’ but I thought I made it perfectly clear that it stops with me. But you love makin’ me angry, don’t you?”
You couldn’t speak, your breath slipping out by the seconds. Your hands clawed at his hand on your throat, teary eyes boring into his, you shook your head no.
Cameron pulled you even closer, lips brushing against yours. He whispered.
“No, I think you do, baby..” he softly pecked your dry lips, “I think you do. I think you love riling me up and makin’ me vulnerable”
You only shook your head no once again, somehow trying to convince him otherwise if it meant freeing you.
Air felt precious when Cameron finally dropped you, your body slumping against the metal desk, barely supporting yourself on your feet. His hand snatched his phone out of your grip and began searching.
You heard him chuckle but it was terrifying. “So you deleted everything? All of my shit?”
His questions were rhetorical but you still tried to plead with him. You shakily grabbed for his free hand and pressed pathetic kisses to the front of it. His gaze met yours.
“C-Cameron, I-I’m sorry, I’m r-really sorry, baby” you brokenly tried to say, “are you going to k-kill me?”
Suddenly like a switch, Cameron Cade was a new man. Placing his phone on the desk, he kneeled down to your level, his greenish hazels now soft and full of concern. He shook his head.
“No, baby, not at all” His lips found yours, “i would never.. you just know how short my fuse is but I’ll never hurt you” He kissed you again. “You just made a mistake and that’s okay.. now you gotta make it up to me”
He kissed you once again and with each time, you felt yourself melting into him. You had no energy to try to fight Cameron.
“I want a new video and you’re gonna make it for me, okay?”
You didn’t have a choice at all. You didn’t have a choice when Cameron Cade was propping his phone up and stripping you naked. You didn’t have a choice when Cameron Cade was splaying you on the desk, legs spread and thighs in his strong hold. You didn’t have a choice when Cameron Cade was pressing the head of his dick at your entrance and surging forward.
His pace was teasingly slow, his eyes transfixed between you two and watching his length slide in and out of you.
“Damn, I wish you could see this.. you’re so wet and so fuckin’ tight.. pussy squeezin’ the fuck outta me”
You mewled pathetically, tossing your head back. Cameron reached for his propped phone with the displayed flash and set his sights on where you two were connected. He groaned lowly at the sight.
The flash enhanced what Cameron Cade already saw: your wetness. Your juices were shining a coated trail on his bare cock, a now off white cream color appearing with the more he continued pushing and pulling.
With his phone in his dominant hand, Cameron grabbed your throat once more to anchor himself. His thrusts began picking up: sharper, harder, rougher, faster. Your body jolting, titties jutting up your chest.
“Fuck, baby, fuck” Cameron growled, “that feel good? You missed me?”
You nodded eagerly, a whimper escaping past your lips with what you could since Cameron was choking you again.
“Mhm. Tell the camera, daddy wanna hear you say it”
The flash on his phone had you squinting, it was so fucking bright. Cameron pistoned his hips and fucked you harder.
“Gon’ ahead and say it, baby. You like when I’m deep inside of this pussy like this? Feelin’ me all in your stomach? Talk to the camera”
You bit your lip at the budding, intense pleasure coursing through your veins. It was making your brain short circuit, Cameron huffed when you didn’t respond.
His grip on your neck tightened, his thrusts now slowing. He made out your choked out whine, tears slipping down your cheeks.
“For an independent woman that you try to portray yourself as, you love to act real stupid. I asked you a fucking question. You must want for me to ruin your life and everything you have”
You shook your head vigorously, “n-no—“
“Then you better listen to me, girl, I’m not playin’ with you” Cameron huffed out once again, “talk to me, baby, let me hear somethin’.. I know you want to. You’re creamin’ on me somethin’ serious, this shit gotta feel good, don’t it?”
Somehow pushing your pride to the side, you nodded. “Yes, i-it feels so good, Cam”
Cameron smirked, now upping his pace. “Yeah? Where you feel me at?”
“My s-stomach.. you’re so deep.. you always are..” you moaned out, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Cameron let out a groan of approval, the smirk on his face never leaving.
“There we go, that’s my baby” He pulled you closer by your throat and kissed you, his tongue slipping past your lips and dancing with yours.
It was filthy and erotic.
“My own lil porn star” he pecked your lips, “be walkin’ around like you’re untouched and shit.. like niggas can’t look at you.. whole time, I’m the one knockin’ this pussy out the frame every night. Whole time, you’re lettin’ me do whatever I want to you. Ain’t that right?”
Feeling your orgasm impending, your legs circled his waist to keep him going. You needed it badly. Nodding your head, you cried out.
“Yes!”
“And who can touch you when I’m not touchin’ you?”
“Nobody!”
Cameron licked his lips, “yeah? This pussy mine?”
You nodded vigorously, eyes squeezing shut as the intense build of your orgasm was just on the brink. You prayed Cameron wouldn’t stop.
“You better fuckin’ know it, girl. You can let go, cum for me”
He didn’t have to tell you twice. Your throat burned from your scream, a white heat crawling up your spine, walls around Cameron’s length snapping and milking him.
It didn’t take long for Cameron’s release to show its face. He was right behind you, tipping the edge and spilling deep inside of you with a guttural groan.
He stayed seated in you for another minute before positioning his phone in between you again. The flash showed him slowly pulling out, his seed following suit out and pouring out of your canal. Cameron groaned in approval.
“Look at that.. you always take me so well, that’s all for me” His smile was sick once it met your eyes. What was even sicker was his fingers scooping the spend and pushing it back inside of you, you whimpered at the sensitive feeling.
Once the post orgasmic haze wore off, the tears were back in your eyes again. You watched Cameron get himself situated and slip his phone in his pocket. When he glanced at you, you couldn’t describe the look in his eyes.
He instead moved in closer and took your face in his hands. “Y’know ‘m gonna get my way with you every time. You’re not leaving me, you and I both know that”
All you could do was sob because he was right.
“And should I find out otherwise, you already know what’s happening with this video.. and the other ones..”
You felt yourself freeze, staring up at Cameron in mild shock. “Other ones?”
Cameron Cade chuckled. “You think the ones you deleted were all I had? You gotta be smarter than that, sweetheart. I record every moment we have, I can’t afford not to”
He sickly kissed you on the lips again.
“Like I said.. my own personal porn star.. just how I like it”
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