Revelation #2…

So it turns out panty-wanking was just the tip of the ice-berg. Below the smooth, calm surface lays a dark murky underworld of perversion. My best friend is spiraling into depravity, sliding into a dirty hole in a way I never thought possible.

Recording his acts of self-abuse into lingerie are not enough. Posting naked pictures on swinging sites is not enough. Perhaps arranging to meet another guy’s girlfriend for a one-night stand and shaving his cock and balls at her request will be enough? I feel I should help him (and I don’t mean with the shaving) but what can I do?

I point out it could be a blackmail trap, that he may get to the hotel and three large men will be waiting for him. That they will beat him to a pulp before frog-marching him to the nearest cash point to withdraw all the money he can, and then steal his car… if he is lucky.

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So, now I’m his backup. He tells me the details of the meet, where he’s going, what time, and I wait a set period from then before alerting the authorities if I’ve not heard from him. I feel a bit like a pimp, or a porn buddy but I feel it’s the best I can do in the situation?

This post was inspired by real-life events’ disclaimer: It seems my previous post was slightly inaccurate. Upon reading it my friend was aghast that I had incorrectly stated he videoed the act - apparently he’d only taken stills. He therefore feels my account was inaccurate, and should carry the above disclaimer. I apologize for previously misstating the facts, I am sure only photographing the act makes the whole thing much less perverted.

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