An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Mrs. Hill's house.

The second floor.

In the dimly lit bedroom, the cold light from the computer screen shone on Katie's delicate, flushed face.

In the center of the screen is the OnlyFans creator backend.

The unread notifications and private messages in the upper right corner have long since turned into a scarlet "99+".

Katie wasn't actually surprised by the explosion of private messages.

In America, a place where people generally experience sexual repression.

Even if a 300-pound "tank" posts a selfie online, it can attract a bunch of horny simps sending link requests.

What truly made her feel blood rushing to her head and even had difficulty breathing was...

It's those densely packed subscription payment notifications in the system backend!

Gudong~

Katie swallowed hard, her snow-white neck twitching.

Her hands, painted with pink nail polish, trembled slightly as she tapped the data details page.

When I saw that extremely glaring number of paid subscribers, "203".

She felt all the blood rushing to her head, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest!

The monthly subscription price for a member is a whopping $29.9!

203 people is...

Katie, her hands trembling, opened the calculator on her computer and began typing furiously.

"5980 US dollars!"

Looking at the numbers displayed on the screen, Katie felt a surge of heat throughout her body.

She couldn't resist sticking out her tongue and licking her dry, sexy lips.

It's been less than 12 hours since the video was released!

Nearly six thousand US dollars in net income!

This is absolutely outrageous!

This huge sum of money is equivalent to her allowance for the entire past year!

Even more terrifying is that this is far from over.

The system notification in the lower right corner of the screen continues to flash, and the number of people being ripped off by memberships keeps increasing!

For a moment, Katie's mind was buzzing.

When did making money become so easy?

The thought that he could earn several months' salary for an ordinary person simply by performing a few embarrassing actions in front of the camera was incredibly disheartening.

Katie bit her lower lip hard, a strange sense of taboo welling up inside her.

call--

I took a deep breath to calm my racing thoughts.

Katie clicked on the featured video, edited by Lynn herself.

[Personalized Customization! A Cheerleader's Teaching Space! Traditional Yoga and... (Absolute Territory Perspective)!]

The video is now filled with hundreds of comments.

River crab

"..."

After glancing at these extremely sexually repressed and perverse comments, Katie felt a wave of physical discomfort.

Although American girls are generally precocious, this was still too explicit for her, who had not yet blossomed.

Katie pursed her lips and forced herself to focus on the video.

Tick!Tick!

Time passed by, second by second.

Looking at myself on the screen, my face full of humiliation, yet I was forced to perform one shameful yoga pose after another under instructions.

In an instant, Katie's mind flashed Lynn's cold, devilish face.

And the filming location at the time...

The extreme shame made her ten glistening toes curl up tightly together.

Gradually.

She found that her mind was filled with images of Lynn.

She knew very well that without Lynn, the video would never have made so much money.

As she pondered this, Katie involuntarily recalled Lynn.

And last night...

My face and body suddenly felt burning hot.

Knock knock knock—

Just then, a slow, steady knocking sounded on the door.

"what!"

Katie, who was watching the lewd video, screamed in fright.

The chair tilted and he fell hard to the ground, landing squarely on his bottom.

"Mom! Why do you walk so quietly?"

Katie scrambled to her feet, quickly closed the browser, and looked guilty and dissatisfied.

"it's me."

A deep, cold male voice came from outside the door.

Upon hearing Lynn's voice, Katie's body trembled reflexively!

"Your mom told me to call you down for dinner."

Lynn stood outside the door with his hands in his pockets, a playful smile on his lips.

A few seconds later.

With a "click," the door was pulled open a crack.

Katie, whose face was still flushed, stood slightly nervously behind the door.

She was wearing an extremely large, slightly baggy white loungewear T-shirt.

Her neckline slipped down, revealing one of her rounded shoulders.

Her lower body was covered by super short hot pants that barely covered the top of her thighs, outlining her youthful and energetic curvy buttocks.

Lynn lowered her head slightly.

His gaze lingered unabashedly on the glimpse of snow-white skin beneath Katie's loose neckline, and he couldn't help but stare at it for a few moments.

Then, he raised his eyelids slightly and said in a teasing tone, "Why are you blushing so much? What are you doing in the house? Exploring somewhere?"

Ok?

Katie was stunned for a moment, and it took her two seconds to react.

"You...you're talking nonsense! No way!"

Katie's face instantly turned bright red, looking just like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Lynn remained silent.

He casually pushed open the door and strolled to the computer desk, as if entering his own territory.

"How's it going?" Lynn pulled out a chair and sat down, asking casually.

"I'm fine..." Katie stammered.

Lynn rolled her eyes, looking speechless: "I was asking about the video data!"

Katie suddenly realized, her face showing extreme embarrassment: "Um... it's alright."

"Open it and let me see," Lynn said, pointing to the computer screen, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Katie bit her lip and had no choice but to obediently reopen the backend.

Lynn leaned closer to the screen.

Looking at the number of subscribers, which had soared to 212, he raised an eyebrow in satisfaction.

The brain works at lightning speed, like a sophisticated computer.

212 people, totaling $6338.

After deducting OnlyFans' exorbitant 20% commission, I'm left with around $5070.

As agreed, Katie would receive 20%.

In the end, he pocketed about $4056!

Upon receiving this number, a glint of ruthlessness mixed with excitement flashed in Lynn's eyes.

Four thousand dollars!

It's even better than I expected!

This is much more lucrative than being an unlicensed doctor in the slums, and it's completely risk-free!

Most importantly, this is only the first day.

The explosive growth period for borderline videos can last at least a whole week!

Sure enough, in this magical land of America, the most profitable things are always those involving sex!

The only thing to be careful about.

It just takes some effort to maintain these cyber-fans, which is commonly known as "manipulating fans to solidify the fanbase".

Otherwise, once the hype dies down, these scoundrels who turn their backs on you will disappear without a trace next month.

However, this posed no challenge for him, who was well-versed in the secrets of internet traffic.

Mind this.

Lynn slowly stood up, turned to look at Katie, and a dangerously smirk appeared on his lips:

"Well done. The cheerleader series could have a few more in-depth customized episodes."

Katie felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively took two steps back as Lynn's aggressive gaze swept over her.

"We'll continue filming after dinner."

Lynn put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to step out of the room, he suddenly stopped.

Without turning his head, he casually remarked, "And also, did you forget to wear a bra?"

boom!

Upon hearing this, Katie's pupils suddenly contracted!

She suddenly lowered her head.

Through the loose neckline, one could clearly see what was faintly visible beneath the T-shirt fabric…

Blood rushed to my brain with a "whoosh"!

I remember now!

I was in a rush to check the data right after taking a shower, so I wasn't wearing anything!

"ah!!!"

Katie clutched her chest with both hands and let out a scream of extreme shame!

"I suggest you keep your voice down; Mrs. Hill is downstairs."

Lynn's lips curved into an even wider smile, and then she went downstairs without looking back.

Katie was left alone in the room, hugging her chest and biting her lip tightly.

Chaotic and frustrating!

……