Thread: Remote Domination (Nobody x Devilla Roche)

Monday, October 10th...4 oclock in the afternoon. On her way home, after classes in history and philosophy, Charlotte went to work at the school library and walked home from campus to her apartment. Once in her building, she checked the mail and noticed a single letter with a bulge in the middle. When she removed the letter, it had written, in beautiful cursive hand writing, her name, 'Charlotte,' the words Room 214 on it. No full address, no return address, and certainly no stamp and no cancellation from the USPS. Charlotte knew, at this point, that someone had hand delivered this parcel of mail. But who? Waiting to get up to her apartment, she nervously ripped open the letter Charlotte had a tendency to keep her nails neat, yet trimmed so they were not making opening the letter any easier. The SD card dropped out and then she pulled out the letter which was sealed with tape. Excited and scared at the prospect of the letter, she grabbed a scissor this time and her computer. Charlotte sat down on her oversized sofa that she enjoyed sitting down indian-style and doing her homework in her pajamas. She also enjoyed reading a good book on that comfy couch for hours. But this time she had her laptop with her, signed on, and placed the SD card in the slot on the side and opened up the video that merely was titled Charlotte. When it came on, she watched to her own horror, that time when she stripped down completely, her boobs, her ass, her pussy. Gyrating in front of the camera of her laptop, doing things that anonymous men would have her do. It looked completely wrong. Shock was in fell over Charlottes face the way ominous clouds roll in right before a very bad storm. And then she read the letter, and her life as she knew it was about to change forever. She scrolled through the card and watched other videos, the various transcripts and logs of her going in and out of salacious websites. Someone had hacked her computer and effectively copied her hard drive and all its contents. What was worst was the video that had footage of her having an orgasm while watching porn videos. With that she pushed back her lap top, not wanting to touch it. I was being watched on my on my own laptop. How is that possible? Charlotte thought to herself, shocked and in total disbelief. Charlotte DeWitt was being blackmailed. She spent the whole weekend crying, getting angry and then talking to herself many times, Do I tell my parents? No, how can I face them about this. About being a minor when she did this saying, How could I have been so dumb, so reckless!! She had no one, no best friend, no confidant for sage advice. Samantha, her old friend and lover had the scrubbed copy by now. She hadnt heard from her, and did she really want Samantha to know that this was her on the video? Charlotte watched the video incessantly. After getting no sleep on Saturday night, and hardly any sleep on Sunday night, Charlotte found herself woefully exhausted. She decided not to go to classes on Sunday and called in sick at the university library. She did the same thing again on Tuesday and remained like a recluse in her apartment hoping to find an answer. Early Tuesday evening, she passed out and didnt wake up until Wednesday morning. Charlotte was drained of all emotion and in an almost robotic fashion, opened her laptop and executed the Acceptance.exe file and printed the address. She then wrote a short letter. Wednesday, October 12 Dear Anonymous, In order to protect my family, my friend, and others that I care about I am sending back an acceptance to your offer to keep a certain part of my past silent. You should know that I send this acceptance in protest and wish to say that a society that has someone as disgusting as you is a society in which I wish not to live in. This is beneath contempt and having no scruples, no morals, I suspect you have no trouble sleeping at night. Signed, Charlotte DeWitt Later that morning, on her way to the university, late for her first class, she stopped by the post office and mailed the letter and tried not to think about it for the time being. She also left her laptop at home, powered down and unplugged, not sure she ever wanted to use it again.