You should grant them their wishes of fucking one of their favorite idols, even if they don't think it's actually you." She read once again from her phone.
"I'll be somewhere in the background behind the wall, so I'll know if you're doing this or not. Good luck." He texted lastly, now sending Yuri her final instruction.
Even though she was surrounded by walls on all four sides, Yuri looked around the room filled with holes — some with cocks sticking through while others were bare. Somewhere behind one of those was the man blackmailing her, but she was clueless to his position. The fear was struck into her heart and if she didn't obey his orders, she felt like he might actually expose her identity on the spot.
Her instincts from before all this happened kicked in, and Yuri's hands immediately locked on to the limp cock in front of her. She wrapped a few fingers around the flaccidity and began massaging him until he steadily grew in size. Its growth was felt by the blackmailed woman and she switched to her palms to cover it. The familiar hardness and warmth of a man's cock returned to memory and it was as if she never left this place. The man's task finally began.
As opposed to her instruction, Yuri continued stroking the cock in front of her in complete silence, continuously worrying about being discovered. The thrill of being an exhibitionist with the possibility of her identity being compromised wasn't something she relished in, especially due to her popularity. One wrong move and it was over.
But she assumed no one in their right minds would believe that a woman of her stature would be doing something as dirty and unethical as playing with random strangers' cocks. With that in mind — as well as the fact her blackmailer was behind the walls — she began, albeit very nervously.
"H-Hello?" She asked, masking her voice at first.
"No talking. Just suck me off." The voice answered back. A bit peeved, Yuri was reluctant to even do this man a favor. But she couldn't exactly pick and choose when she was being strung on a leash.
"...Do you like Girls' Generation?" Yuri continued with her faux accent while administering her slow massaging.
"Of course I do! I think of fucking their mouths and tight little cunts everyday!" The man exclaimed.
Yuri was a bit taken aback by his statement. It was something that in the deepest part of her heat she understood, though actually hearing about it was a different story. Because of his blatant honesty, doing this felt less appealing, but it didn't matter what she thought.
The black haired girl took a deep breath and braced herself.
"I can do a really good Yuri impersonation. Want to hear it?" She asked, not being able to hear her own words over her beating heart.
"Oh? Let's hear it then." He said with great anticipation.
"Hello, I'm Kwon Yuri. Right now, it's Girls' Generation! In the future, it's Girls' Generation! Forever, it's Girls' Generation!" Yuri exclaimed with feigned enthusiasm.
As she finished her introduction and their group's stock chant, the room went silent for a bit before exploding into activity. Surely enough, what they heard was a perfect Yuri mimicry, but little do they know, it was the one and only black pearl. There were a plentitude of cheers and hollers present, all acknowledging what they heard through various grunts and noises.
Because the men were cut off from Yuri due to these walls, it really gave the illusion that the famous idol was on the other side and this prospect excited them all. Yuri could measure her success almost immediately by looking throughout the room. Cocks all rose to their fully erect state by hearing her sexy and husky voice. But the greatest indicator of them all was the one in her hand twitching and jumping wildly.
"Wow...You really do sound like her! You're not actually Yuri, are you?" He asked.
"Of course not. Do you really think an idol like that would be at a place like this?" Yuri responded.
The usual quiet state of this glory hole room continued erupting in a flame of clamor. They all desired the girl in front of them to continue saying anything she could to make them believe Yuri was actually present. From singing her parts in songs, to asking her to do impersonations that Yuri did on television, they requested it all — and she did it.
For her, it was just speaking like she always did, and the men all bought it. Her so called act was a major success, Yuri being able to trick the men without actually making them believe it was her. Now all that was required for this task to be finished was to make them all cum — something she believed to be easy with how sexually rowdy they were.
"Okay everyone. Please think of me as Yuri and enjoy yourselves as much as you can!" She yelled to everyone on the other side of the walls.
She was met with approval and the one in front of her was quick to seize the offer. From the minimal space in the wall, he slid himself in as much as he could, now im