Blackmail

“Wh-Where did you get that?!” Nanine Sharp, the CEO of the most luxurious company in the city could only gawk in disbelief at the photo clutched in her grinning secretary’s hand. The photo was unmistakably of her, there was no mistaking her signature hair and glasses, but it was the fact that she was naked save for a hug bib covering her breasts and the massive (and wet) diaper pinned around her waist as she suckled on a baby bottle.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you?” The woman, Dianne Lois, grinned devilishly, delighted in the power she now held over the woman who had treated her like her own personal servant for the last two years. “Funny the kind of things you stumble upon after doing a little digging. Who knew that “Ms. Business Woman of the Year” secretly had a side job wetting her diapers to her adoring fans on the internet?

Nanine growled, trying not to show fear in the face of the woman. “I wear, if you even think of—”

“Oh, I don’t think you quite understand the situation your in, wittle Nanine. See, I made sure to keep more than a few backups tucked away for safe keeping. So, if you had any delusions about getting back at me in someway like firing me or cutting my pay, know that this photo and many more like it will be on the front page of every magazine in the continent! Do I make myself clear?”

As much as she wanted to call her bluff, Nanine couldn’t risk the total ruination of the career she had worked so hard to make. With her head low, she muttered, “What do you want?”

“I want in.”

“W-what?”

“You heard me, I know that this little gig of yours makes more than enough money. How else would you have been able to afford your glamourous lifestyle otherwise? So, from now on, I’m your agent when it comes to these shoots. That means I’m in charge of picking the events, what you wear and I get half of what you make off these gigs.”

“,,, Thirty percent,” Nanine haggled, trying to reclaim some power in this conversation.

“Fifty precent, no less. Say yes, and I’ll even give you this copy I made to do which as you wish. Deal?”

“… Deal.”