My husband leaked my private video, I paid him back

The sharp whistling pierced my eardrums, making me tremble all over. "Come on, slut, kneel down and lick Nolan's feet!"

“After you are done apologizing, come serve us on our bed. Don't worry, Nolan would not mind, it's your punishment.”

“You have already laid with another man before, what's wrong in laying with one more?”

“Don't worry, Nolan wouldn't mind if you serve his friends. Come on baby, undress yourself to let us have a close look at your slutty body.”

I bit my tongue, trying to appeal to Nolan for help. "Nolan, take me home, please..." Don't humiliate me like this.

But his indifferent gaze and Sophie's mocking smile made me realize I was completely at their mercy.

Suddenly, the sight before my eyesight became blank. I lost my consciousness.

When I came back to my senses, I was lying in a masterbed of a strange room, my body aching all over.

Shivers ran down my spine as I peeped through my blanket.

I was completely naked!

Within a few seconds, I scanned the whole room through my eyes. The room didn't have any particular item that could belong to someone which meant it was a hotel room.

Only the wrappers of the condom were lying on the side table. Hesitantly, I reached out to them as I picked up the package, my hands trembling in fear.

My eyes popped out in terror as I found four out of five packets were opened. The used condoms were lying in the trash lying just next to the side table.

I clenched the bedsheet in my hands in disgust as Nolan’s friends’ words echoed in my head.

“Only five of us are present today, Nolan. How about you give us each a round. You have your sweetheart by your side anyway. Let us take care of your toy tonight. Don't worry, we will not exhaust her too much.”

“We have recorded the video of her accepting all the crimes she has never committed. Don't you think you should reward us with a round with her?”

These were the last words I heard before I lost my consciousness.

I felt dizzy just thinking about what had happened to me last night.

I barely managed to stand on my feet as I quickly grabbed my clothes that were scattered all around the floor.

Before I could muster up all my emotions and burst into tears I heard the sound of water drops falling from the shower.

My legs trembled as I watched the fifth condom lying on the table unused.

There was a man in the washroom, getting ready to humiliate me in the bed once again.

I rushed up.

I wiped the corner of my eyes and put my clothes on as fast as I could. There was no way that I would let them harm me anymore.

I had had enough of Nolan and his friends. There was a limit to everything.

Just as the sound stopped coming from the washroom, I pulled open the door of the room and walked out.

With each step I walked forward, I didn't even turn to look back. I was walking in so much haste that I almost fell on the entrance after reaching home.

Just then a man in his boots stopped by me.

It was Nolan, his expression warm and gentle, just like before.

"Feeling better?" he asked. "You passed out after drinking two sips of wine yesterday. You scared me to death."

Sophie popped out from behind and pouted. While touching my forehead she said, "Don't worry, brother, Vanessa is fine."

I stared blankly at both of them, fragments of memories from the previous night flashing through my mind.

The dress I had worn was now torn and dirty. I remembered it being torn apart when I was forced to kneel and lick his boots like a dog.

Nolan was telling me something, but I could not hear him properly. I was too drunk. After a while, he left with Sophie, leaving me on the mercy of his drunk friends.

"You rest well. I'll come back to see you later. Let Sophie know if you want anything to eat."

Nolan's words pulled me back from the horror of the last night.

I did not respond to his words and quietly walked into my room.

I lay in bed for a long time, the memories of the previous night's humiliation still haunting me.

Finally, I got up and found my phone and opened the social media account. Someone had taken pictures of me kneeling and licking boots of all the men in the party like a dog and posted them online.

Although the post was quickly deleted, many people had already saved the photos. The original poster even offered to share videos via private messages.

My personal information had also been leaked, and I received a barrage of obscene messages and calls.

"How much for a night?"

"What's your address?"

"Is it free?"

“Your licking skills are good, can you lick something else other than boots?”

"Can you handle multiple guys?"

I stared blankly at the vile comments before I took off the sim card from my phone and threw it in the trash.

I put a spare sim card on my phone that I had kept with me for years, and called my parents. They had been going frantic with worry.

I felt a lump in my throat, but I couldn't cry.

"Mom, Dad, Do you recognise my voice? Can I come find you now?"

I didn't want to wait any longer.

My parents were silent, probably in shock after hearing from me years later or they were speechless, seeing the news about me online.

I felt like I was being skinned alive, standing naked in front of everyone's mocking gaze.

"Vanessa, come find Mom and Dad. We'll take care of everything."

I burst into tears after listening to my Mom's voice.

“Thanks, Mom and Dad!” I barely managed to whisper before I hung up.

I didn't waste a second as I packed my luggage and left Nolan's apartment.

Before boarding the plane, a sharp ringing sound caught me off-guard.

I saw Nolan's name on the screen. I immediately blocked his number, and turned off my phone.