February 28, 2007
She woke from a fitful sleep and for the thousandth time wondered what the hell she had gotten herself into. She tried to stretch her legs. The dog crate He had put her in was too small for her to straighten them but it was worth a try. Her arms were handcuffed behind her back and were too numb to hurt anymore. She ran over Him in her mind searching for the clue she had missed. Something in His behavior or looks that would have told her he was a nut case but again came up with nothing. Tall, well built, intelligent, good looking, polite…nothing to set off her alarm bells. She had bumped into Him at the club while waiting for her friend to show up and when she’d had a little too much to drink and the friend never materialized had gratefully accepted His offer of a ride home. She was beginning to doubt she’d ever see her apartment again but damned if she’d go easily. She’d fight Him every step of the way.
The dog stirred on his carpet and raising his leg started to lick himself. She got the feeling he r
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February 28, 2007
To say I was nervous, was putting it mildly. I would sit for awhile, then pace the floor, wishing the phone would ring. Not because I was looking forward to a meeting with a stranger, whom I knew nothing about, but a stranger who had filmed me in every conceivable sexual position that Jake had devised. What would he think of me? A married slut wife, who would do anything to keep her secret from her family, would he be as dominant as Jake was, demanding that I perform any deviant sexual act that he could think of? I really had no reason to expect him to be any different than Jake, but I could always hope.
All morning, and into the afternoon, I waited for the phone to ring. Many times over the last few hours, my mind searched for Jake’s words of instructions.
“Greg will be calling you, and you better be ready to meet him!”
My nerves were tense and my patience was wearing thin, but what could I do? I was stuck in a bad situation and could see no way out. For a hundred times, my mind ran through a hundred
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February 28, 2007
It’s 8pm. I’ve been out on a date with Mike again, but tonight he has an overseas flight he must catch, so he drops me off early. He walks me upstairs to my apartment and kisses me goodnight. He waits until I’m inside, then leaves. It’s warm out, and I’m wearing just a sundress.
I throw my pocketbook on the couch and kick off my sandals. I’ve only been living here a month, ever since I walked out on Bob that one morning and never went back. I’ve heard through friends that he’s been asking around, trying to find out where I’ve moved to, but no one will tell him. I’m more than a little shocked that he’s never tried to contact me at work, but it’s probably for the best.
Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door, and I go to it quickly, thinking it’s Mike coming back for another kiss. I pull the door open. Before I am given a chance to focus on the person standing there, I feel a pair of large, strong hands on my shoulders, and I’m shoved back into the apartment. The door slams shut, and I jump. I st
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February 28, 2007
Jake removed the bottle from my pussy and sat it upright on the floor. He extended his hands to me and I sat up on the sofa. As I got my feet under me, he pulled me to my feet and kissed and pulled at my sensitive nipples. As I stood there, I could feel the pussy juice seeping out of my cunt and running down the insides of my thighs.
“OK, Slut! It seems that you need a bit more stretching.” He grinned at me as he nodded his head at the bottle on the floor.
“No, Jake! Please!” I protested, “It is too big! I could hurt myself with that.”
“I doubt that, slut! You popped out two girls from that hole down there and I know that you can do the bottle thing.” He leered at me. “You just need to put a little more effort into it. Now, get down on your knees and squat over the bottle.”
“Please, Jake!” I begged, as he led me over to the bottle.
“Quit your whining, cocksucker! Your sorry, married cunt needs to be stretched more. Look at the bright side of it; you will be able to take a bigger cock than m
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February 28, 2007
Meilikki spent the day cleaning out her garage. Sure there were other things she could be doing but none of those other things were going to get the garage cleaned any faster. Lugging boxes out to the curb took well over an hour, but when she finally finished, she could park her car inside, once more.
She went inside to catch a shower. As usual, right when she was in the middle of stripping and hopping in, the phone rang. She went slip-sliding into her bedroom and grabbed the phone.
“Meilikki Brown here.”
“Girl, why do you always answer the phone like that?”
The voice on the other end made her smile, helplessly. It was her best friend, Dorinda. Meilikki closed her eyes and brought Dorinda to mind. Her long sable hair probably pulled up into a messy topknot and a gamine smile that made it exceedingly hard to be angry with her. Her baby blue eyes always contained a smile of their very own, even when she was having a down day. Meilikki struggled to bring her mind back to the conversation, as it becam
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February 28, 2007
The day had started out like any other day before. I was driving to work as normal but I kept thinking of the guy I had met the night before online “2Sweet4U” what a screen name “2Sweet4U” We had talked for hours it seemed. We confessed our darkest fantasies to each other. Mine was to be taken roughly by a stranger. His was to take a female roughly; his wife was a conservative woman with no imagination. It was strange how we had so much in common. When we were going to sign off for the night, we exchanged cell phone numbers. I would probably never hear from him again. He probably used the naked pictures I sent him to jack off to. Then he crawled in bed with the old boring wife.
Just then I hear breaks screeching. I hit my brakes to avoid an accident. Dammit! I spilled my coffee in my lap. Son of a bitch! Now I am going to be late for work. I get my car turned around and head for home when my cell phone rings. Hummm? Unavailable number? I pick it up, “Hello?”
“That was close Karen.” a strange voice s
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February 28, 2007
Blinded to any light that might be in the room, I could only rely on my other senses of hearing and smell. I hadn’t heard anything in quite a while, but I knew that he was still there, close by, watching me. The room had no distinct scents other than my own fear and arousal. Somehow, I knew he could smell them too.
When I thought I could stand the silent tension in the room no more, I felt it. The merest touch on my cheek and my first thought was that a bug had landed. Despite his earlier injunction to not move, I shrieked and struggled to move the bug. Punishment was swift as several hard stinging slaps rained down on my panty-covered ass. I howled and the slaps continued, hard, controlled and measured. I knew that he would continue until I obeyed and I struggled against my fear and pain to remain still and quiet.
He continued until I had remained still for a few moments and I knew it was to let me know that he was in control and he would decide when the punishment would end. Finally, he stopped and all
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February 28, 2007
“No!! No!!” I screamed loudly. The full impact hitting me as I watched the screen fill with a grainy image of me standing naked, meekly in front of Jake. The sound was almost non-existent. There was no need for sound when the camera panned in closer, revealing the look of arousal on my face. The stance of my body, my tits being pressed tightly to his chest, his hands squeezing and spreading my ass cheeks as we kissed passionately. The screen changed to me, kneeling, helping Jake extract his feet from his pants. The images slid by, making the screen flicker as I watched in horror as I handled his huge prick in my hands before opening my mouth and taking it deeply into my mouth.
The camera panned in and out, catching all of the sexual actions. Still crying, I tried to hide my face from the flickering screen, but each time I tried to look away, Jake jerked my head around forcing me to watch each disgusting act.
“Please, Jake! Don’t do this to me.” I pleaded, as one hand held me by the hair of my head and
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February 28, 2007
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Part IV of the Blackmail tales. If you haven’t already read them, you may want to start with parts I, II, and III - A Bit of Blackmail, A Bit More Blackmail, and A Blackmail Buddy. Just click on my name to find all my stories, and start from there.
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“Hi Donna,” I spoke from the recliner.
She cried out in surprise, and almost jumped out of her pants. It would have saved us some time.
“Gosh! You scared the daylights out of me Alex. I didn’t expect to find you here? Is Rich here too?” She asked, looked past me towards the rest of the house.
“Nope. Just me.” I answered with a smirk.
She looked at me bewildered, and turned to Krista who was just stepping into the living room herself.
“Alex asked me to invite you over,” Krista said shakily, drinking deeply from a glass of wine that had mysteriously appeared in her hand. “What did you want to say, Alex?”
I just leaned over and pushed the two large brown manila envelopes towards the ladies. Each was labeled with a name.
Donna picked
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February 28, 2007
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