read: Ch#A
Diana pretended to weep tears as she continued to plead with Arielle. “I know, I know. But we don’t have a choice. If we don’t do this, Dwayne will ruin both of us. Please, Arielle, think of a way out of this. We can’t let him win.”
Arielle stood firm, shaking her head slowly. “I can’t, Diana. I’m sorry. This is too much. I can’t jeopardize my marriage like this.”
At this point, Diana changed her approach. “Why can’t you do this one thing for me, Arielle? You know how much this means to me. I need you. This is our only chance to get out of this mess,” she said, her voice twisting with desperation.
Arielle felt a sudden pang of guilt at Diana’s words. Maybe she was being too selfish. Maybe she could do this one thing for her friend. “Okay, I’ll do it. But only this one time, Diana. We need to figure out a way to stop Dwayne for good,” she said with determination.
Arielle nervously took out the Mandingo black dildo from the box again, feeling the weight of it in her hands. Diana had her camera ready and pressed the record button, her heart racing with anticipation.
Arielle tentatively licked the side of the toy for a few seconds before she stopped, looking up at Diana with pleading eyes. “Is that enough, Diana? Can we please stop now?”
Diana sighed and shook her head. “No, Arielle, that’s not enough. Dwayne wants us to make a several-minute-long video, and it would help if you actually put your lips around the dildo. Please, just give me a few minutes. We need to do this.”
Arielle’s hands shook as she lifted the toy to her lips, feeling the cold hardness of it against her skin. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to focus on something else besides the situation at hand. After a few moments, she slowly opened her mouth and let the tip of the toy slip between her lips.
Diana watched in awe as Arielle sucked on the Mandingo black dildo, her eyes glued to the screen of her camera. She felt her inner darkness stirring once more as she reveled in the power and controls to film Arielle, zooming in on her face and the toy as she continued to suck on it. Arielle’s discomfort was evident, but she continued to oblige as she knew what was at stake. Dwayne had promised them a hefty sum of money if they made the video according to his specifications.
As Diana watched Arielle, she began to feel a familiar heat building between her legs. She knew that she shouldn’t be feeling this way, but the taboo nature of what they were doing was too much to resist. She let out a soft moan as she continued to film, secretly wishing that she could join in on the action.
Just as Arielle was starting to feel like she couldn’t take it anymore, Diana finally called a halt to the filming. “Okay, that’s enough, Arielle. We got what we needed. Just put the toy away and we can finish up here.”
Arielle let out a sigh of relief as she quickly put the toy back in the box. She felt violated and dirty, and couldn’t wait to get out of there. 
Arielle rushed past Diana towards the restroom, her heart pounding with a mix of disgust and shame. She could feel the taste of the black dildo lingering in her mouth, and she knew that she needed to clean up as quickly as possible.