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BLACKMAILING JULIE
Part I
I knocked on the apartment door. There was a slight pause, and then it swungopen a few inches. I saw Julie's face, encircled in a blonde bob, appear inthe crack; as soon as she recognized me, her expression drooped.
"It's me," I said, in an phony singsong voice, "time for aquickie. I have to be somewhere."
There was a short delay, then the door slowly opened. I stepped inside, pushedthe door shut behind me, and immediately began unbuttoning my belt. "Hurryup, bitch, I'm already late. Right here is fine. I don't have time to comein."
Reluctantly, Julie immediately began removing her clothes. First she unzippedher fly and pulled off her jeans. She then removed her shirt, bra, pantiesand socks, doing her best to appear casual about it. I watched as her petite,slender body appeared, and enjoyed the sight of her small, pointed breastsbouncing slightly as she undressed. The expression on her face was one of pureannoyance. "I have plans, too," she said, "I'm going to--"
"I don't give a shit!" I said loudly. "You know the routine.I decide when, where, how, and why. You suck. Right?"
"Right." she sighed, and then lowered herself to her knees, nowcompletely naked. Remaining fully clothed, I pulled my penis through my loweredfly, put my hands behind my head, and leaned back against the door. In a fewmoments her warm, wet mouth was wrapped around the head of my cock. The practicedcircling of her tongue brought it to life, and soon she was sucking it withsmooth, quick thrusts, exactly as I'd taught her. Still, I couldn't resistoffering a bit of encouragement: "Hurry the fuck up, cocksucker, I toldyou I'm busy!"
There was a muffled apology from Julie, her mouth filled with my cock. Thesucking continued, and I relaxed, enjoying the sensations. After several minutesI place my hand on the back of her head and pulled her face toward me. Shestopped sucking, aware of what was coming, and waited. I grunted loudly andbegan to cum into her mouth. I thrust my cock in and out of the wet hole afew times, and groaned with pleasure as I filled her mouth with semen. I felther swallowing, breathing hard through her nose. When I was done, she carefullylicked the tip and shaft of my cock clean, as I'd taught her, and then leanedback on her heels. "Open," I commanded, and she obeyed. I quicklyinspected her mouth and confirmed it was empty.
I tucked my shrinking cock back into my pants, zipped up my fly and left,allowing the door to click shut behind me as I walked down the hall towardsthe elevator.
I'd be back again. And again. And she knew it.
***
It had been just over a year since I dated Julie. The relationship only lasteda few weeks -- she had a nice body, but a boring personality. Then one night,after a few too many drinks, she confessed something to me. I'll admit thatthe confession shocked me: not only had she murdered someone, but she had doneso in a very callous fashion, and for a very pathetic reason. Most importantlyof all, she'd gotten away with it. The guilt, however, had been eating herup ever since, and I suppose that's why she confessed to me.
I knew that I had enough specific details about the crime to easily leadto her conviction. A few days after her confession, I carefully typed up adetailed summary of what she'd told me, and handed it to her. As she read it,she began to cry, realizing that even if she denied her story, the detailsin the paper would be enough prove her guilty.
Just in case she felt like repeating her crime, I immediately informed herthat I had stored duplicates of the same document in a safety deposit box atmy bank, with instructions in my will to distribute them to various legal authoritiesupon my death. Essentially, I told her, if anything happened to me, she'd goto jail. Of course she could turn me in for blackmail -- indeed, that's alsoa crime -- but I pointed out that I'd probably spend a few months in minimumsecurity jail, while she'd likely end up with a death sentence.
I left her to consider her position for a few days before I began to layout my terms. It was blackmail, in its purest form, and I told her so. We couldavoid I entire mess of prison and death sentences -- but, in exchange, shewould have to serve me. At any time, any day, she would need to be at my beckand call.
Since we lived in the same apartment building, a routine soon developed:at least once, often twice per day, I would arrive unannounced at her door.Sometimes, if I was out, I would call ahead. Other times I'd stop by earlyin the morning before work, or stagger home drunk from the bar in the middleof the night and stop by her apartment on the way home for a quick cocksuckbefore bed. I didn't give a shit if she was sleeping, or sick, or busy -- whenI knocked her door, she had best be there, alone, and ready to please me.
***
I started out with a few simple rules. Since I knew, from our brief datingexperience, that she hated giving oral sex, I made that the focus of our visits.From my first blackmail visit forward, he name was no longer Julie: to me,it was "cocksucker". "Hey, cocksucker," I'd call out whenI arrived, " do you have anything to drink?" She soon learned whatI liked -- whiskey -- and always had a bottle around so she could offer mea drink. My first few visits were spent simply teaching her to suck cock, properly,the way I wanted.
At first, she had a perpetual problem with her teeth -- her mouth was small,and would tire quickly, so after about five minutes of sucking her teeth wouldbegin to drag against my penis. This was unacceptable, of course, so I beganbringing along a large ring-gag on my visits. I would begin the session byhaving her suck me without the gag. Then, at the first contact of teeth tomy cock, I would insert the ring gag. At first it was difficult, but she soonlearned to accommodate it. At 1.75 inches, the ring was just big enough forme to slide my cock through.
To bring the point of my lesson home, I was none too gentle about takingfull advantage of her gaping mouth. I would punish her mercilessly: lay heron her back, straddle her face, and fuck her mouth hard and deep, grippingher hair to hold her face in position. She would gag, choke, even vomit occasionally,but this did not deter me from teaching my simple lesson: learn to suck properly,or have your mouth fucked like a cunt. It took only a handful of lessons beforeher sucking skills improved dramatically. Still, I always kept the ring gaga close at hand in case it was needed to punish her for another transgression.
Another rule I instigated soon after our meetings began was that of enforcednudity. If it was a surprise visit, she was to strip naked as soon as I entered.If I called ahead, she was to be naked when I arrived. There would be no exceptions,and she would not be permitted to wear clothing in my presence.
Sometimes, of course, I'd have fun with this rule -- in one of my early visits,in January, I arrived wearing a heavy jacket, and immediately walked acrossher apartment and slid open her balcony door. Cold air poured in, and she shiveredin her nakedness. I zipped up my jacket.
"Cold, huh? How about a few jumping jacks to stay warm, cocksucker?"
I sat back on her couch, still in my warm jacket, sipped the whiskey she'dpoured for me, and put my feet up on her coffee table. She stood in front ofthe open door, with frigid air blowing on her back, and began the exercisesas I watched. While she jumped up and down, splaying her arms and legs, I commentedand taunted her on her form. "Let's see those little bitty tits bouncea bit more," I called out, and she'd comply. "You're getting a bitfat in the thighs there, cocksucker... another 100!"
After a while I ordered her to turn around and face away from me, so I couldwatch her ass while she exercised. The sheer surge of power made me laugh outloud. "Why don't you beg me for permission to suck my cock while you exercise?" Isuggested, and she soon began to comply.
"Please, sir, may I please suck your cock," she began, in a quivering,quiet voice.
"Louder! Like a true cocksucker!"
"Please!" she cried out, slightly louder, "I want to suckyour cock!" The pleading continued, as did the exercises. I sipped mydrink and let some time pass, slowly.
Finally, when the combination of her naked exercises and pathetic pleadinghad made my cock hard, I gave in. "All right, cocksucker, you can haveyour treat," I said, "get over here and do your thing." A fewseconds later she was kneeling with her face in my lap. For the next half hour,I casually flipped through the channels on her TV set while she nursed my cockand I stroked her hair.
***
Once, I dropped by her apartment several times in one weekend to find hergone. Apparently, she'd been "out of town" for a few days, and notonly did she fail to ask my permission, but she'd failed to even tell me.
She only made that mistake once. I arrived at her door unannounced late Sundaynight, and sure enough, she was finally home. When it became clear that I wasangry, the apologies began immediately, even as she was quickly stripping outof her clothing in the doorway. I didn't even let her finish. As she bent forwardto pull off her pants, I grabbed her from behind and began shoving her downthe hallway towards her bedroom. She stumbled and staggered, pants around herankles, while I steered her along, one hand holding her wrists together behindher back and the other gripping a fistful of her hair.
Once in the bedroom I shoved her facedown onto the bed, and proceeded youyank off her pants and panties. She had already removed her top and bra inthe doorway, so now she lay naked on the bed, whimpering, covering her facewith her hands.
I stepped back from my bed and began unbuttoning my belt. It was a thick,black leather belt I'd had for years, but rarely worn. Today, however, if wasn'tso much a fashion statement as a useful tool.
"Turn over, bitch." I commanded. When she hesitated I grabbed herby the ankles and twisted, flipping her over onto her back. She cried out,and her legs splayed open as she tried to gain her balance. "See? Likethat. Fucking bitch. Now grab your ankles and pull your legs open." Iordered.
After a few moments of confusion she obeyed. I adjusted her position slightlyuntil she was laying on her back on the edge of the bed, with her hands holdingher ankles up beside her head. Her pussy and asshole were thrust out in frontof me, hanging over the edge of the mattress, ready for my ministrations. Thelook on Julie's face was one of sheer terror – I'd slapped her aroundbefore, and fucked her roughly, but never before had I done anything like this.
"You're going to learn that your life is not your own, cocksucker," Iexplained calmly, as I slowly wrapped one end of the belt around my palm. "Ifyou want to go away, you beg me for permission. If you want a boyfriend, youbeg me for permission. Your first thought, always and forever, must be my wishes.What am I supposed to do if I want a quick cocksuck and you're not around,huh?"
She whimpered.
"Answer my question." I said calmly.
"Uh… I don't—don't," she sputtered, annoyingly avoidingthe question.
The end of the belt sailed through the air and impacted loudly against theinside of her left thigh. She cried out in shock, and I'll admit, the noiseit made was more impressive than I expected. "I'm going to beat your pussynow, cocksucker, and it's going to help you learn your lesson. Because it hasbecome obvious that when I explain rules to you in simple language, you'restill too stupid to understand them. Isn't that right?"
"Y-yes," she whimpered.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Now, hold those legs open nice and wide so I can get a good shotat your cunt. And after every hit, cocksucker, I want you to thank me and askme for another. Do you understand that simple command?"
"Yes, sir."
The belt flew through the air again, and this time I hit her square betweenthe legs, right between the lips of her neatly trimmed pussy. She cried outagain, but managed to obey my instructions. "Th-th-thank you, sir, pleasehit me again…"
I continued beating her with the belt, slowly and rhythmically. I variedthe strokes – some I aimed at her inner thighs, some at her flat stomach,but mostly I aimed at her cunt. From her reactions I soon learned what hurtthe most, so I focused on those targets. After about ten minutes and a fewdozen strokes, the entire area of her genitals and thighs were turning a noticeablered. The belt wasn't really causing damage – I hated the idea of scarsor markings on my property – but there was no doubt that the pain wassteadily increasing.
Soon, Julie's face was streaked with tears, and her "thank-you" speecheswere becoming more unintelligible and were interspersed with begging. "P-p-pleasestop, oh God, that hurts," she would blubber, and I'd laugh, making sureto hit that exact spot again. Eventually, when she couldn't take it anymore,she let go of her ankles and tried to turn away from me. Big mistake.
I dug into a bag of goodies I'd brought with me, and retrieved a brand newroll of duct tape. With little effort, I soon had her wrists firmly taped toher ankles, and another generous helping of tape covering her mouth. It wasa crude gag, to be sure, but it would keep the volume of her cries down toa level that would allow me to still enjoy them, without unnecessarily alarmingthe neighbours.
Once she was securely fastened back into her exposed position, I took sometime to explore her body. She shook and whimpered as I slowly ran my handsover her thighs, up between her legs, and then began fiddling with her pussy.It was a very nice one, with pronounced lips and a medium-sized clit that justpoked out from between them. I fingered her clit for a few moments, gentlyat first, and then more roughly. She shivered and her eyes grew wide, as sherealized the complete control I now had over her body.
After a few moments of fingering, I suddenly gripped her clit tightly betweenmy thumb and forefinger and gave it a hard twist. She howled into her tapegag, and I laughed before stepped away from her and heading into the kitchen.I rummaged through her cupboards and drawers until I'd amassed a handful ofinteresting toys, and return to the bedroom to continue my experiments. Notsurprisingly, Julie remained right where I'd left her, and I stood in the doorwayand took in the scene for a moment: her naked body on the bed, the blanketsin disarray. Gagged mouth and wide, watery eyes following my every step. Splayedthighs. And, best of all, her bare red cunt aimed into the air, patiently awaitingmy attention.
I decided I was going to take my sweet time.
I spent the next two hours slowly torturing Julie's pussy and asshole. Iretrieved a desk chair from the corner of her room and rolled it over besidethe bed, so I could sit comfortably as I worked, leaning forward. On the bedbeside her bound thighs, I spread out my toys. All of them were everyday objectsI'd found laying about her apartment, in the kitchen, the bathroom, and inher desk. But the way I used them was anything but ordinary.
I started simply – the point of a ballpoint pen inserted into her anus.From her reaction, I gathered that she'd never had anything in there before.I slowly worked the pen in deeper, wiggled it around, jabbed it against theopening. When I was bored of that game, I left the pen protruding from herasshole and moved on to another toy.
Next up was the small bottle of extra hot sauce I'd found in the kitchen.I unscrewed the top, flipped the bottle over, and carefully let a few dropsfall directly onto her clit. The response was immediate and extreme – Juliesquealed, a long, piercing squeal that was barely concealed by the gag. Shebegan thrashing violently against her tape bonds. I leaned back in my hair,watching and smiling. When the effect began to fade, I gently tapped her clitwith the tip of my finger a few times, and this seemed to revive the agony,and she went into another round of squeals and convulsions. I put the hot saucebottle aside, but I knew I had found another very good instrument of control.
After that, the evening was a blur of experiments. I slowly and repeatedlypoked her clit and asshole with toothpicks, until she was screaming out witheach jab. I roughly scrubbed her entire pussy and asshole with her own toothbrush,and informed her that it would be going back into the holder after I was doneand had best not be replaced until I gave her permission to do so. I tied apiece of dental floss, after many failed attempts, in a small knot around herclit and then pulled and tugged in every possible direction to see which madeher squeal the loudest. I clipped rows of small paper clips along her pussylips, strung them together with dental floss, then yanked them all away inone sharp motion. I fucked her hard with the neck of an empty beer bottle,then slid ice cubes in and out of both holes until there was nothing but water.
On and on it went. Some of the experiments got only a little reaction, whileothers, such as the hot sauce, were limitlessly entertaining. With every experimentI learned something, and stored away the knowledge for future reference.
The evening ended with me kneeling beside Julie's face on the bed, peelingoff her duct tape gag, and informing her that once she made me cum I woulduntie her and leave. By that time she was too exhausted to resist, so I pulledher head to the side and inserted my cock between her lips. Her feeble attemptsat sucking were unsatisfactory, so I ended up simply masturbating against hertongue, stroking the shaft of my cock for a while before eventually jerkingoff her into her mouth. At my urgings, she swallowed most of my cum; the restI smeared across her face before using her hair to wipe my cock clean.
I snipped apart the duct tape bounds holding her ankles and wrists, and sherolled on to her side, groaning with relief at being freed from the awkwardposition. As she turned, I noticed a screwdriver still protruding from herasshole, and I laughed. "I'll be back tomorrow, cocksucker, and let'shope you learned a few things tonight." I swept my hand across the bedand knocked some of the various toys I had laying there onto the floor, wherethey landed with a clatter. "Oh, and clean this place up. It's a fuckingmess."
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