Phishing In Deep Waters

With a full week behind them, since their sting operation started, they had started to get into the swing of things. Juliet could start her shows with a warm greeting and play around with her audience as she wanted to with guidance. She had started to pick up some of her own tricks to get the attention of more and more visitors. But with the job to do, it was now time for her to start laying the foundation. She needed to get to Marissa.

With a small army at her fingertips, slowly coming under her own spell, she started putting down hints of this other girl and how she would watch her shows in her off time. Some viewers would trail off to go see who she was talking about to return. The seed had been planted. Viewers were going over and looking and making comments about this other girl. The more they talked, the more that bug was planted in her ear.

Another week and it happened. Contact was made in the public eye. Hanson was able to begin focusing in. The two would chat via the web chat in their respective rooms. But it finally happened. Personal contact outside of the norm. Juliet got her "work" phone to text it. Hunter was quick to get her a burner phone and set it up to send everything through to Hanson. This meant they could track both Juliet and Marissa's phones in case something were to happen.

They had to play the long game. They had to slowly build this relationship, not to jump too far ahead, before they could finally meet up. Juliet made the first move though. They had to make that push. In a live call, they met face-to-face through their devices. Juliet let her hair go back to her normal for this. To the surprise of everyone, it worked. She used this chance to confide in her new friend that she used a wig to pretty herself up for her fans to suck them in. Guys are a sucker for a blonde.

With that wig, she could change it up too. She could get a different color and say she dyed it. She could switch back to the blonde and say she bleached it. She could get a shorter one and say she cut her hair. It was her trick to pull in viewers and let them have some say in their preferences. No one expected her to do this and it worked. She hooked her and the two started to talk regularly.

Hunter was keeping track of victims as they slowly cropped up. The attacks were very few and far between with very little pattern. Hanson would sort through all the data looking for anything unusual but nothing stuck out. The mystery of how they were draining people was still just that, a mystery. But Juliet was playing her role and they knew that before long they would have an answer.

More names were added to the list but it finally happened. Juliet played to where she was close. She made the leap when she was advised to and asked to do a face-to-face meet-up with Marissa for a double show. Their fans had been asking for it for a while but Juliet had to play her part and make excuses. But the donations rolled in and soon enough there was enough money there that even her chat knew that the two could meet. Both sides had been receiving record-breaking donations for their shows to make this meeting happen. With the stage set, they decided that it was time.

Preparations were made! A second camera was bought for Marissa to use during her stay. Juliet made the offer to fly her out to her Sugar Daddy's cozy country house. He was out on work trips for long periods of time so she had to do something to fill the time and took up this as a hobby. She sent photos of the house after they were cleared and scrubbed. It was an offer too good for Marissa to refuse.

The plane was chartered to pick her up. It was the first time in a long time that the private jet flew out without the group on it to pick up one passenger. She landed to find a car waiting for her. Hunter had to really sell that he had the money for this and rented a limo to pick her up. He took the role of the driver to ensure her safety. If needed, Hanson would play the part of the Sugar Daddy. An older man would be the best mark in this kind of scenario.

Their coach was introduced as a close friend who helped with her shows. It was a stretch but she bought it. Marissa was quick to make herself at home. She wandered the place looking through the open areas. The kitchen really caught her eye, more specifically the liquor cabinet. It was just out there in the open. Everything was within reach but on the other side of the glass. There was even a lock on it but who would lock their cabinet? "Do you know where the key is?" Marissa's eyes were beaming at the thought of top-shelf booze.

Juliet knew better than to let her at it, "I don't. It's kept locked up for special occasions and clients." She knew that wasn't going to be enough to deter her but she had to try. She skimmed the bottles that Marissa was eye-balling. She had hung around with Hunter long enough to know that those bottles were worth hundreds if they were empty. One she recognized as being valued at over $10,000. It was sealed still and probably would never be opened with her around.

Now, even though the cabinet was out of bounds, there was still plenty to go around. Juliet knew the place enough that she could pick out a bottle that wouldn't be missed should it disappear in the name of the job. The name was fancy enough that it got Marissa excited. She snagged a couple of glasses, pouring one for both of them.

Juliet had to be careful. This girl was clearly a heavy drinker. Her starter was to drink straight from the bottle before offering to share. Even then, it didn't slow her down. Her glass was gone before Juliet could pick hers up. "Don't mind me. It helps me perform." She gave a giggle as she topped off for her third.

The two talked for a couple minutes to kind of plan what they were going to do. People had been hyping them and pouring out expectations and requests. "OK! So! You have gained your fame by never doing a nude show? I know Chat has been begging for you to show more skin. I think we can tease with that and maybe set an incentive goal. By the time we're done, we could easily have a couple thousand to split between the two of us."

A couple thousand to expose herself to the internet… It didn't really seem like it was worth it. Her job was paying her well enough. She had to get into the mindset that there were people not in her position. That she had to get into the headspace that there are people who see this as their best option for money and if they're good at it, they will do great. This was this girl's rent and food every month. But she had to play along. She had to play her part.

"It needs to be insanely high. Like completely unattainable. And as we go to close the show, we give them one last chance to reach that goal and watch as those last desperate attempts to reach it come pouring in." Marissa let out a fake gasp, "Ms. Mistress! How daring to take advantage of your fans like that! But that's a good idea. This is how you've become popular. You tease with the promise that maybe if you all work hard enough, you'll get your reward."

She wasn't wrong. Juliet didn't intend on doing anything explicit on her shows. Her tricks were very simple. She would show thigh when she had a dress or skirt, and wear low-cut shirts or thin fabrics with a contrasting bra color. She would "slip" while adjusting her shirts and show the bra itself but she never, ever went as far as to expose herself in a manner that she would not do in public. There was already someone on her mind. She didn't need to share herself with anyone else.

The two had a game plan! Marissa brought her laptop with her. It was pretty basic but worked for what it needed. The studio that Juliet was using blew her away though. The monitors were a great way to enlarge the chat and get a better view without being right up to the computer. "So this is how you do it." The coach was behind the desk ready to assist. They hardlined Marissa's computer into the same connection that Juliet was using. This would send all her traffic to Hanson as well. They would not be getting an inside look at how she operated. They may be able to catch her draining one of her victims.

Juliet showed Marissa to the studio. "You get yourself comfortable. I am going to get myself changed and join you." The two split off allowing Juliet to hide in the room next door. Hunter was sitting there with his phone on a stand, butt in chair, and book in hand. She looked around the room to find that the only electronic device was his phone. "How do you keep an eye on what's going on?" His thumb marked his spot as he closed the book, "I don't. I am the runner. Hanson watches traffic and your coach watches your show. I am only involved when called for. When that phone rings, I act on what's needed."

It floored her that he was kept in this room just for that. He kept his nose out of it as much as he could out of respect for her. He let her work. He really did trust her. She came in here for another reason. She had to change her hair. With the photo on her phone, she took a glance and quickly changed herself to her performer. Hunter watched until she was ready. "Do I look good?"

"You do."

"Would you give me money to take my clothes off for you?"

"I don't think there is a right answer for that."

"There isn't but wish me luck."

They got Marissa set up in their studio and the show began. Marissa had never used a high-quality camera like this before so her show was in for a treat. Other than the collaboration. As the show started they two just sat around while Marissa played with the set. She sat in the bean bag and rolled around on the new carpet. She was just having a weird time about it. Did the alcohol kick in? The numbers started to tick up as the alerts went out and people started to join. It wasn't long before they were quickly in the hundreds of viewers each.

The incentives went up and the tips started rolling in. Something was different though. Juliet wasn't her normal, playful self. She was tense. Her body wasn't really listening to what her mind was telling her. "I see those jitters. Let's get you loosened up a bit more." Marissa sat herself on the bed offering Juliet her own drink. She hadn't really touched it as alcohol was a killer for her.

She took a few sips with a deep breath before she felt something grab her shoulders from behind. The sensation began with a light rubbing before it started getting harder. "Nothing like a massage to get you loose. C'mon, I'm good at this." Marissa was full of tricks. She started out softly just to get her shoulders rolling before starting to dig deep into the muscles to get them warm. Blood started flowing as Juliet rolled her neck. "Much better."

The bed jostled as something hit it. Marissa threw herself over Juliet laying down in front of her, "Now you do me." The show had already started so she went with it. She sat herself on Marissa's butt and started digging into her shoulders before working down her back. "Ooh, you know what you're doing." Well, Juliet had help. She was able to tap into Marissa's wants and desires to see what she wanted. It was almost like a book on how to give her the backrub that she wanted. She never had to give instructions because her own wants seeped into Juliet.

Juliet slipped her hands up the back of her shirt to get directly to the skin. With a quick movement, she undid Marissa's bra and continued to work on her. She would grunt and moan as Juliet pushed hard into her back, "You know just what I want, girl. Keep going~."

Their chat was blowing up with messages. People could not believe that the collaboration they had been asking for was happening and going at this pace already. Tips were rolling in as the donation goal bar started to fill on both of their shows. Once Marissa was a puddle on the bed, Juliet moved off of her sitting beside her. "Better?" There really wasn't a full answer. Her face was buried in the bed as she mumbled something.

She caught her breath as she pulled herself back up. "Well! You know the deal chat! It comes off, it gets auctioned off." She pulled her bra out from under her shirt, throwing it to the side. Her moderator posted a link to a personal site where her perverts could go and bid on it to be shipped to them. It pulled in a good chunk of money for her.

But the show must go on! The two sat on the bed, keeping the other close, while they answered questions from their chat for a bit. Some were very lighthearted such as "How was your day?" or if they had any plans for future work together. Some were what you would expect from a site dedicated to explicit content. Juliet did her job of dodging the questions while pushing the donation incentives but Marissa was a lot more bolded in her approach.

The show went on for a good half hour before Marissa got a special alert. A new donation king was announced! Someone had spent more money than all the rest to have their name displayed on screen. She clapped her hands as she read it out, "Congrats to JoeyJerry! If you manage to keep that spot for this show, we'll send you something really special."

A message was sent out to the group with some new information. For this show, since their target was in the room, the private chat was kept on the computer screen. Their coach sent out a notice to watch out for this new person who just reached the donation king. With almost unlimited access to the website's information, Hanson was quickly able to track down JoeyJerry. He was in Maryland and potentially in danger.

But the show must go on! Small donations kept rolling in and it kept getting them to their incentives. Marissa was very bold with hers. It didn't take long before she was sitting on the bed in just a shirt and panties. Juliet was much more conservative with hers. She ended up in a tank top and skimpy shorts that really showed off those curves and legs she crafted to be alluring. Mariss played to this by running her hands on her legs and complimenting Juliet on her soft skin.

Their ludicrous goal was nowhere close to being met but they did what they could to incentivize those tips to keep coming in. Marissa sucked on Juliet's finger for half a minute, and Juliet groped Marissa's chest over her shirt. Marissa nibbled on Juliet's ear letting her moan to the audience. They ate it up with every goal they met getting more tips to roll in.

It had been a few hours since they started. Chat was active, and people were coming and going as they pleased while the girls continued their shows. A major goal was hit! Juliet's stream had reached the "Passionate Kiss" that Marissa had snuck in. It was the official halfway point to the end goal.

Juliet found herself stuck in a hard spot. She did what she could to avoid getting physical with Marissa. Now, with her chat pushing it as they reached this goal she was really stuck. Marissa even chimed in, "Yeah, I snuck it in there as a kind of celebration of making the halfway point. Kind of gives them a sneak peek of the end goal. I'm only disappointed that yours was hit first but I'll also admit I've been looking forward to it." She shuffled herself on the bed to face Juliet head-on, "C'mon now!" She closed her eyes, leaning her head forward.

What was she supposed to do?! She didn't agree to this! She looked over to her coach behind the camera looking for an out but she didn't have one. Juliet had to really focus on herself. As her hand touched Marissa's face, Marissa's mouth opened slightly with a quiet gasp. Juliet leaned in bringing Marissa closer as well. She was expecting something, but not this. Juliet's lips touched with a spark. Marissa did what she could to hold herself back but the temptation was there. She played sweet to start but became slightly aggressive as their tongues began to play with one another. Marissa moaned as her body shuttered to Juliet's touch. It was quick, no more than 20 seconds, but Marissa felt like it had been hours entangled in her embrace.

The two split with Marissa panting. Her face was red but flushed as she sat there trying to catch her breath. Juliet cleaned herself up a bit letting out a playful giggle. Something was very wrong and she had to try and hide it. Marissa lay down on the bed breathing carefully. "That was… wow!" She huffed and puffed as she tried to sit herself back up. The best she could do was prop herself up with her arms to try and get her face back into frame.

Juliet wiped her mouth ever so delicately. With a smack of her lips, she smiled towards the suffering co-host, "Did you expect that?" She got a heavy nod as she fell back into the bed. "I think that you should take a break. We reached our halfway point. We can bookmark it for the next time that we decide to do this. Leave them wanting. What do you say?" Marissa shot a thumbs up with her face still buried. Juliet took over for the moment, "Then we that, we will bid you all a good night. Come see us next time."

The stream was cut, the rest played out, and the rooms were quickly abandoned. "I'll let you catch your breath. I'm going to get changed." Juliet stepped out of the room keeping her poker face until she stepped into the room next door. Her cool was lost as she started freaking out in silence. Her hair changed back to its normal short brown state. Hunter sat in silence waiting for her to calm down before she could say something. Once she started to breathe heavily, he intervened, "What is it you would like to share?"

She got one more breath in before she leaned into his face, "I almost killed her! I almost drained the life out of her!" He sat in the chair with a puzzled look on his face. "Hunter! She's not a succubus! She's human!" It started to click. If she was human then how was she able to suck the life from her victims? There were more questions starting to crop up. Hunter quickly jumped on his phone ready to send the information out. "Before I tell the others, how can you confirm she's human?"

"First and foremost, I drained her. I was able to take energy from her. Succubus cannot take energy from other succubus or incubus. It does not work like that. If you could see the show you could see that she was winded. Second, she was susceptible to my advances. I touched her and her body became sensitive. She moaned in my face because my fingertip made contact. I'm using my powers to lure in the audience but that also means that I have to use them on her. Lastly, she had a flavor to me. Like how you have a bitter black cherry, she tasted like… like… I don't know exactly. Kind of like sour cotton candy. Maybe sour apples."

He sat with his eyes focused on hers as she relayed this information. With a nod, he hit the send button on his phone, "That's evidence enough for me. I was hoping we would be able to catch her here today but it looks like this is going to require some further digging." His phone dinged in his hand as Hanson already sent a response. He was going to look into the top donor that Marissa mentioned would be getting a special prize.

Hunter stood up giving Juliet a solid pat on her shoulder, "I know this was hard. I know you had to do something that you weren't comfortable with. But I want you to know that you really did surpass every expectation. Your coach let me know what happened and she's proud you stuck to the character. I'm proud of you as a whole. You've done well."

He sat back in his chair showing an earnest smile. "I recommend that you take care of your new friend next door. She'll need some rest before we take her home." Marissa would need a solid night's sleep. She was already passed out on the bed in a state of drifting in and out of consciousness. Juliet had to haul her upstairs to the main floor before getting her up the next flight of stairs to a proper bedroom. Marissa hit the bed and rolled over with a groan, "Ms. Mistress, come here. Forget the incentive, I want you for myself right now."

"What you need is sleep."

"But I've never had a kiss feel so good. Even Marissa can't make me feel this good."

Wait a second. Marissa? "But, isn't your name Marissa?"

"No, I only play the part of Marissa. I'm Natalie. Merissa is a real succubus and she… she can do things. But not like you. I would almost think you're a succubus yourself with how you get me to react."

"A real succubus?"

"It's so cool!" She had enough energy now to roll herself over onto her back, "She has the tail and wings. At first, I didn't believe her but then she showed me her power."

She should Hunter up here. He needs to hear this but she can't bring him up here. It might scare her off or stop her from talking. She can only go along and keep playing to her weakness. "Well Natalie, how do you know Melissa? I'm curious now."

"We met randomly at a convention for more adult-themed activities and she noticed I had potential. So she promised me money in exchange for helping her."

"Helping her how?"

"To find the loneliest fools for her to thrive on."

It clicked. This was how they were finding their targets. The highest tipper would be someone who was desperate enough for her attention that they would shell out. Natalie would get paid while Marissa went on the hunt. If they thought it was their favorite cam girl at their door, they wouldn't question it and she could feed on them. "Natalie, you get some sleep. I'll be back in a bit."

She shut the door behind her listening to Natalie whine about her going. Her feet were hammering down the stairs to get to the basement and back to Hunter. He was wrapping up with the coach, getting everything torn down in the studio for the night. The surprise of Juliet bursting in caused both of them to jump. "Hunter! Joe Schmoe or whatever his name was isn't just the next target. He's in danger now! The Marissa upstairs isn't Marissa. Her name is Natalie and she works with Merissa to find her next person to feed off of!"

"So she isn't feeding over the internet."

"No! She feeds on them in person!"

Hunter tapped away on his phone sending the message to shut down the operation at the office. They needed to contact the local contract office closest to JoeyJerry to get a team to him. They would head out as quickly as they could. Juliet was ordered to stay at Hunter's place for now. She would need to keep an eye on Natalie for her recovery and her future detainment.

It would be hours before Hunter and Hanson would be able to make a landing and another hour before they would be to JoeyJerry's residence. They were in constant contact with the responding team, waiting for their moment to strike or until they were relieved.

The team managed to arrive before their victim became a victim. The responding office had taken three points to watch over every point of entry to the home. They were able to find the bedroom where JoeyJerry would be sleeping. The house was small, giving them the advantage when watching it. It was at 4 a.m. that they made their move. Motion was detected in the backyard. A human shape was seen jumping the chain link fence without touching it.

They walked across the lawn to the window for the bedroom. As they waved their hand it opened and that was their moment. Hunter cleared the fence from the side taking two large steps before tackling the figure. The wind was knocked out of her only allowing a stuttered "what" to escape her lips before something latched on to her. Hunter whispered loudly so she could hear, "Vivianna, under authority as a contractor I restrict your powers." The collar began to fight her violently. It forced her to restrict her own powers to an acceptable level. Being called by her true name only meant he had dominion over her at this moment.

She went without a fight after that. She didn't have much fight left. The local office would receive their credit for the assist but the catch went back with Hunter and Hanson to their office. She would be collected by an official, and from there be booked and processed before being taken away for imprisonment. Her cohort Natalie would be taken as well. Her punishment would have to be different but there would be something handed down.

Everything wrapped up rather nicely considering the damage that they had wrought. Merissa never admitted to her total body count but it was enough to warrant a steep punishment. What it was, was never released to Hunter's group. JoeyJerry, real name Joey Garret, never knew what happened that night. He was deep asleep when the capture was made. Juliet's channel was inactive from that day forward. Her quick rise was something to behold but she didn't want to pursue it further.

The studio was broken down within the week. The network room in the office was powered off but left for when it would be needed next. The coach was released from her duties. She had helped in agreement with her contract and was paid in full. The debrief was postponed a few days to get all the information from across the board. At the end of it, it was just a job done. A special thanks was given to Juliet for really putting herself out there. She played her role perfectly.

Adam stopped her in the hallway, "I know I give you grief a lot but, that was cool what you did." This was unusual. He always would just be mean, borderline cruel to her, but this seemed genuine. "Thanks, Adam."

"You deserve it. Now, do you think there's an archive of your shows out there and where might you think someone could find them?"

"You little shit! You're 16!"

"And I have needs!"