Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Looking at my phone screen again and staring at her face, I stroked my stiff cock with a tight fist. Her full sensual lips were irresistible. I thought about sticking my heavy dick into her open mouth. I imagined her moaning while slipping the head of my cock through those voluptuous lips. Coming hard into a Kleenex, images of her swarmed in my head. Sleep took over my satisfied body right after.
And after who knows how long, I was jolted awake.
Scrambling into the kitchen, I saw my phone on the kitchen table. There were a number of missed calls and text messages. Ignoring them all, I opened up Pictogram. I had to see that girl’s photo again. My dick was already getting hard.
Instead of the usual trending Pictogram feed, I saw naked photos of me having sex with dozens of women in orgies. My heart rocketed in my chest as I scrolled down. There were hundreds of photos. What the fuck was going on?
It’s not that it wasn’t me.
Because that was me, all right, with the heavily muscled chest, sculpted abs, and powerful thighs. Girls were screaming all over the place, creaming and drooling. And you know why?
Because of my cock. The heavy shaft was massive and thick, totally visible in each and every picture. Females had their eyes squeezed shut, face buried in the pillows trying to handle that length. Other girls with their cheeks bulging like chipmunks, barely able to breathe trying to swallow me whole.
Oh yeah, my past sex life was out for the world to see now.
Fuck.
Anger boiled in my veins. Someone had hacked into Pictogram. This was obviously a privacy breach. It couldn’t be that hacker kid, could it? I checked my email. And sure enough, Anonimo had sent me another email.
Mr. White,
I hope you enjoyed the latest trending photos on your precious Pictogram. I know I did.
It would be in your favor to change your company’s privacy policies. Selling your users’ images for a quick buck is dirty. Just like all your photographs.
Don’t feel like heeding this warning?
Then there will be more to come.
Stay tuned.
-Anonimo
My teeth clenched as I read the email over three more times. Who the fuck did this hacker think he was?
Opening the missed text messages, my blood pressure shot up from rage. This Anonimo asshole had texted me. He somehow got my private cell phone number. WTF?
You are a dirty CEO. Clean up your act. Or else…
Just then, my phone dinged with another incoming email. Immediately, I checked it only to find another message from Anonimo.
Theo, Theo, Theo:
I told you to listen. This is what happens when you don’t listen.
A GIF of me with devil horns spun around on my screen and then exploded into a shower of gold coins.
I roared in anger. Not only had this little piece of shit posted naked photos of me, but he had completely interrupted my jack off date with the new Picto-famous girl. What the fuck? Who the fuck did this Anonimo think he was?
Climbing back upstairs to my office, I felt enraged, pumped up for a hacker fight. It had been a long time since unleashing my coding genius, but Anonimo was about to get a taste of his own medicine.
Sitting down at my desk, I looked at the time – nearly six in the morning. Penny had to be awake. I dialed her number.
My faithful secretary answered the phone with a groggy voice. “Theo?”
“Yo, did I wake you?” I grimaced.
But fortunately, she was used to shit like this.
Penny yawned. “No, no, no. It’s fine. I was just getting up. What’s up?”
Pacing around my office, I came to a quick stop.
“I won’t be coming into the office today.”
Penny’s voice sounded worried.
“You won’t? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Everything’s fine. I just have a personal project going on.” I turned on my Mac, readying myself for a showdown.
And ever ready to be Miss Super-Secretary, Penny replied, “Is there anything I can help you with? Do you need an extra hand? I can be over in a flash.”
I know she has designs to move up in the company, but the task before me was too important, so I was brusque in my reply.
“Naw, no thanks. I’m good. Just cancel all my appointments today. Thanks again.”
And with that, I ended the call. More people needed to be notified, and next on the list was Brandon, my CTO. Brandon answered with caution in his voice.
“Theo.”
“Brandon,” I replied calmly.
“I take it you’ve seen the Pictogram feed?” Brandon asked with a touch of fear in his voice.
I laughed. “Correct.”
“We’re taking care of the breach right now,” Brandon apologized quickly. “We’re on it.”
“How long until it’s done?” I asked.
Brandon swallowed. “We’ve been working on it for the last two hours. I’ve called in all the tech leads. Whoever did this is a genius,” he grumbled. “Makes my job hard, but a bona fide fucking genius, Theo.”