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Blackmailed by My Own StudentChapter 4

The next morning, I woke up with my head spinning. I lay in bed, thinking about yesterday’s events. Thankfully it is now during the school holidays. I could not imagine having to meet my rapist in class in my current situation. “Oh honey I missed you so much!” I texted my husband. He is still on his business trip which is to lasts for almost a week. My husband is running a telecommunications business, and he is currently working on a project in Indonesia. I reached out for my phone to text...

Blackmailed by My Own StudentChapter 5

I must had fallen into such deep sleep that when I woke it was already noon and the sun was shining in. I was still clad in the dress from the dinner the night before. Well, it had been a very eventful event yesterday, I thought. I did deserve some rest. Today happened to be the day my husband is finally coming home, and I am so looking forward to finally meet him after almost a week. Even though we had been married for 25 years, my love for him is still so strong, as if I just met him...

Blackmailed Sister in LawChapter 6

The physical satisfaction that Sarah derived from the illicit sex acts she'd engaged in with her brother-in-law and his lesbian friend was short-lived. Once her lust-crazed body had been satisfied, guilt rushed in to settle over her like a dark cloud. It was a familiar feeling for the lovely brunette. She had felt exactly the same way after each pornographic session she had posed for during the time of her mother's illness. Although the voluptuous young woman had responded enthusiastically...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 2

As Mavis preceded Dell Emerson through the vined arbor to the back door, she was conscious of his eyes on her rump that was snugly molded by tennis shorts. She knew men and she knew that the young law student's eyes were exploring her body as he carried the large box of groceries. She juggled the two bottles of gin and mix to her left arm as she unlocked the door. She liked to look sexy, knowing she had a figure men liked looking at. And Phil Moran, her husband, liked for her to dress...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 3

Mavis, purposely, had left it dark all through the house, had sequestered herself in the master bedroom that she shared with Phil--when he was home. After Miriam had stolen from the house, Mavis had taken a long, hot bath, soaking for nearly an hour. She had powdered and perfumed her body, yet a taint seemed to linger in her flesh. Completely sober now, she knew what it was. The memory of her masturbation and having Miriam walk in and assist her into a second orgasm left a dark thought...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 4

Mavis only hazily remembered Miriam and Connie dressing her, after they had used her body for their own sport. It was only mid-afternoon and she barely remembered stumbling home. Her vagina burned and ached from the plundering and reaming with the massive dildo and Connie's voracious mouth. What was clear in her mind was the animated conversation between Connie and Miriam as they had adjusted her clothing. Connie had asked if "Mavis and Phil would join them." Mate-swapping! And Miriam...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 5

The boxer has a hard-on! That was the first thing Mavis noticed as she walked into the Quentin home. At least two inches of his dick protruded from its thick-skinned pouch. Her mind was like a void. She barely remembered struggling into her clothes, recalling Willie saying, "One helluva thousand- dollar fuck!" He had left and she had floundered around, found the bottle in a drawer of his desk, had taken a hefty swig and then went home. Miriam had been waiting for her. Numbly, she had...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 6

In the safety and seclusion of her own home, Mavis stripped and bathed, consumed by thoughts of guilt at having let Willie lay her--and getting drunk and letting the Carrs' boxer diddle her cunny with his slick pecker. Almost ill, she washed out her twat again and again. Still stark naked, she prowled through the house and tried to deaden her memory with liquor. She knew that if she didn't get thoroughly drunk, she would cry all night. And she still had Sunday to live through before Phil...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 7

Hank and Miriam Carr were in the Moran living room when Phil drove in the driveway and Mavis had no opportunity to talk to her husband, let alone take the time to choose her words and determine just how much she could tell him--about the things that had happened to her. "We got a poker game tonight at Willie's," Hank said, sipping the drink Mavis had mixed. "You'll make it, won't you? We won't play too late." "I reckon," Phil grinned, patting Mavis on the bottom. He flattened his...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 8

The moon had hidden its face behind opaque clouds beyond the Wasatch Mountains to the east. But Mavis needed no light in the inky black night to know here Hank Carr was! She could hear his deep--somewhat fast--breathing right behind her. She could almost feel it on her neck. His musky male aroma drifted on the still night air. He was the one who was going to get her! Mavis' knees weakened and trembled--but her cunny muscles clutched deliciously tormenting and she sensed a hot flush of sex...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 9

As Mavis followed Hank across the dark back yards, she was assailed by a variety of emotions. She seemed to be tagging after her illicit lover like a docile servant girl; she couldn't understand how she could submit to other men without even a show of resistance, then be flooded with remorse after they had had their way with her body; and as they approached the Quentin home, a sense of reluctance almost caused her to turn and bolt for her own house--she didn't want to see her husband...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 10

When Mavis awoke, she was surprised she felt no remorse about the night before. As she ran a tub full of pleasurable hot water, she was slightly excited, wondering who had found Terry bound up in such a lewd position, ready for fucking and unable to resist even if she had wanted. Strangely, she wasn't disturbed that she and Hank Carr had fucked down in the kitchen--yet, she was reluctant to go down to make coffee. She just knew that the room and the memory would haunt her at first. Her...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 11

At last, Willie stumbled to his feet and into his bathroom helping the trembling Becky into a chair as he went. Mavis regained her composure and stepped into Willie's office. With a hand on the back of Becky's chair she peered down at the naked girl, at the heaving tits that were still pointed with unaccustomed passion. Becky's thighs were pressed together, but Mavis could see the remnants of jizz oozing from her snatch and glazing her inner thighs. One of Becky's hands was on her mound,...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 12

Mavis awoke slowly, grateful that she could abandon the subconscious and the nightmare of reality she had lived the past few weeks. She felt funny, tingly all over. She worked a hand under the sheet and touched her highly sensitive breasts. Then her hand slid lower and she found her crowning glory was, indeed, gone. Her mound was smooth-skinned and she couldn't find a single tendril of curly hair on her puffed, sensitive outer labia. The nurses HAD shorn her completely. Phil had told her so,...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 13

Mavis awoke with the sweet realization that she was naked atop the covers in hers and Phil's bedroom. My husband, she thought, must haste carried me upstairs to bed. She stretched slowly, deliciously. Criminy! Hank Carr gave me a good fuck! Her cunny still crawled and convulsed with the pleasure of having his huge cock socked into it. With eyes still closed, Mavis caressed her firm titties and pinched the nipples. One thing, though, she frowned: Hank wasn't the robber who had raped her....

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 14

Mavis freshened her body and dressed while Terry lay sprawled in the middle of the bed, the huge dong protruding from her snatch, one end still buried in her body. "Mick isn't going to like me having that T-Bird," Terry frowned, "but I'm going to keep it, anyway!" Mavis watched the little sex-pot slowly fucking the dildo in and out of her snatch. "I should go down to the store with you and get a fast fuck from Willie," Terry panted. "I don't think he'll fuck anyone for a few...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 15

After Mickey departed, pleased with his sexual conquest, Mavis prowled impatiently through the house. That smug, self- satisfied expression would be erased from his face in a hurry, she thought, after she told Phil that she had found the robber-rapist. Finally, about dark, she settled down in the living room, sipping a tall scotch and water and watching television. She hadn't liked the brutal screwing he had given her during the robbery, but she acknowledged that when there was no one else...

Blackmailed Into SwappingChapter 16

During the night, in the still darkness of the motel, Mavis heard her husband working on the passionate Terry. The sodden sound of big cock thudding into female flesh was loud in the room. The earthy odor of male and female sex pervaded the close air. "Where have the men hidden the money, Terry?" she heard Phil pant as he slammed his prick into the whimpering Terry's cunt. "In-in-in their homes. I don't know--oh, fuck me! God, you fuck a girl good!" "Where in their houses, Terry?"...

Blackmailed NeighborsChapter 2

As soon as the first bright rays of the morning sun came streaming in the window, Pam's eyes flew open. Only half awake, it took the young blonde several seconds to remember where she was. Oh... our new house! She stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, and then over at the windows. Those curtains will have to go, she thought disapprovingly. Knowing there was a lot of work to do and an exciting day ahead, she wanted to bound out of bed and get started moving, but Jack was still asleep and she...

Blackmailed NeighborsChapter 3

"This could be it, honey... tonight could be it," Jack Hollister said nervously, clutching the wheel tightly with both hands. He and Pam were on their way to the annual company party. "Why tonight?" Pam asked. Jack could barely make out her features as she stared bemusedly out the windshield into the lights of approaching cars. She was as far over on her own side of the seat as she could get. "It's got to be tonight!" Jack said explosively. "Old Carstairs retires tomorrow and the...

Blackmailed NeighborsChapter 4

Pam Hollister knelt down and dug her hands into the soft loamy soil around the rosebush, delighting in its rich, earthy feel. It was a beautiful day. Wearing her white shorts and halter, she was out in the front yard, working in the garden. This is what 1 wanted a house of my own for, she thought happily. Pam had a natural green thumb and thrived in the out-of- doors, planting, tending, and harvesting plants. Roses were her chief delight, and that was one of the reasons she had fallen so...

Blackmailed SisterChapter 2

Marked lounged in bed, humming idly to himself, as he heard the water start to run. He smiled happily. This was going to be a great weekend. No doubt Anne would use the entire half-hour, but that was okay. He was spent for the night, and content to merely lay back and recall all the wondrous things he had experienced that day. The ringing phone cruelly snapped Mark out of his revelry. He rolled over and reluctantly picked it off the receiver beside his bed. "Hello?" he half...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 2

Ann listened dejectedly to the ringing on the other end of the line. It had been ringing for about ten minutes this time. It was the fifth time she had tried to call since arriving home four or five hours ago. It was nearly dark outside and Julia still didn't answer. The longer she waited, the more worried Ann became. She went to the kitchen cabinet and reluctantly got down a three- quarter full bottle of Scotch. She had promised herself this morning that there would be no more of this--but...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 3

"Oooohhh, not so deep, Max, not so deep!" the slim, well built woman moaned from the thick rug in the center of the floor. "You'll become accustomed to its my dear," the fat, insipid-looking man sitting in the chair above her gloated, "I remember a few months back when you could only take half this much." He leered down at her spread-eagled form with a sadistic light in his eyes. This was the way he liked his women, lying at his feet, completely under his domination. She was doing...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 4

The powerful Jaguar sports car purred smoothly along the highway, going south out of San Diego. Ann Morrow relaxed back in the passenger seat and let her long golden hair flow out into the cool refreshing slip stream of the car. She felt completely relaxed and at ease for the first time in six months. She gazed over gratefully at Julia, the driver. She had been the one who had lifted this veil of self pity she had thrown around herself when Dave had left for fleet duty in Vietnam last...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 5

The stands were completely jammed by the time Ann and Julia arrived at the bull ring. Fortunately they already had their tickets so didn't have to stand in the long lines outside the ticket booths. The crush of the people in the long corridors was maddening. Ann held tightly to Julia's hand as they were jostled along the passageway. Suddenly they emerged from the darkness into the stands and Ann gasped in surprise. She hadn't expected the colorful spectacle that suddenly burst upon them....

Blackmailed WifeChapter 6

"Mmmmm," Ann smiled, "This Martini is heavenly. I'm glad you talked me into having one." The two girls were sitting at the Patio Lounge out by the pool. The cool breeze blowing through the garden was refreshing after the hot, dusty afternoon in the Plaza de Toros. Ann felt absolutely in heaven. It had been a perfect day. She was ravenously hungry, which was a good indication of the elation she felt. "Roberto mixes the best Martini this side of the border," Julia said. "They're a...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 7

Pete, despite the drink, maneuvered his long black Cadillac skillfully through the streets of Tijuana and out on the other side of the city. They had left the pavement and were following a dirt road to a large Spanish style hacienda. It showed up clearly, in the moonlight that flooded Baja California, even though it was still over a half a mile away. The Martinis, wine, and black Russians left a comfortable glow on Ann. The black Russians in particular were delicious after dinner. It was a...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 8

The pungent sweetness of the hashish smoke hung heavy in the room. Ann could see the burning tips of the cigarettes in the darkness. The room was perfectly quiet now except for the occasional sound of deep inhalation or exhalation. A cough could be heard now and then from a smoker who pulled too deeply on the conscience killing weed. Dim lights appeared behind the thin curtains that covered the small stage. A large bed was visible in the center of a set dressed as a bedroom with a small...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 9

Ann's eyes were still on the stage her breath coming in gasps as the curtain closed. She had never been so excited, sexually by anything and it frightened her. To actually see a beautiful young girl subjugated by an animal was far beyond the scope of her imagination--and for the girl to enjoy it the way she did with the St. Bernard was beyond anyone's imagination. Ann was a nervous wreck when Ramon announced that the lights would be turned on in three minutes. There was a bustle of clothing...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 10

Ann heard Carlos adjusting the mirror after he had turned off the lights. She heard the click of a switch and received the shock of her life. Where she had seen her own image another room appeared. "A two-way mirror," Carlos explained in a low whisper. "We can see everything--they not see us." A large double bed like the one behind them was up against the wall right next to the mirror. Ann's heart skipped a beat Julia was lying spread-eagled in the center of the bed, completely nude,...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 11

The darkened room with the blinds drawn looked vaguely familiar and she knew she had seen it before somewhere. But what was she doing in it? This wasn't her apartment. Then she remembered. Of course, we came to Tijuana yesterday. It's my hotel room. Ann started to move in the bed, and then felt the excruciating pain. "Ohhh," she groaned aloud. "What's happened to me?" Her head felt strangely thick and it was difficult to think. Avery muscle in her body seemed to be tied in tiny...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 12

The laughing boy raced happily down the narrow sandy beach plunging headlong into the cool, clear water. His arms flailed wildly, splashing like a hooked salmon for a moment, then he stood up, knuckling the water from his eyes with his forefingers. "Auntie Ann, Auntie Ann," he yelled at the tan blonde girl lying on the blanket not too far away. "Come on in, come on in and race me to the raft!" "Okay, Jimmy," she yelled back slipping a white bathing cap over her long blonde hair. "Be...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 13

Ann returned to San Diego on Tuesday. She decided for Dave's sake she had to get the other copies of those pictures at all costs. Perhaps, she could make them understand--she was certain she could, if she could just talk to Julia. She would explain about Dave and how he was and what their plans were for the future. She just knew she could make Julia understand. She had tried to reach her by phone all Tuesday night and Wednesday but she was absent from the store and there no answer at her...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 14

The door was slightly ajar, and Ann stood for what seemed an eternity before she entered. She had decided she had no choice but to submit. He had her exactly where he wanted her and if she had to degrade herself again to save her husband from humiliation, she would do so. She had created this horrible situation by her moment of weakness and there was no one to get her out of it but herself. The last martini had braced her a little and she felt prepared to go through with it now in spite of...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 15

"My dear girl, you've been wasting your talents working as a secretary," Max chuckled a little later as he unstrapped her still shaking body from the machine. "We should channel them into something that more befits your temperament." Ann stumbled to the bed collapsing on it, arms and legs spread obscenely wide. She couldn't bear to move to even try and cover herself after the experience on that dreadful machine. The shame and humiliation of what had just been done to her was too much...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 16

Ann sat before the table for a long moment looking at the thin brown cigarettes and pondering Sidney's words. "The gentleman is a brutal pig... you may need the consolation," kept spinning through her confused mind until she reached slowly forward and picked up one from the small silver tray. She knew better than to stop and think about it--she would never be able to go through with it--she would suddenly give way to revulsion as she had done with Max last night and her last chance of...

Blackmailed WifeChapter 17

Ann had prepared herself for the worst. After receiving Dave's cable about arriving home in ten days, she had tried her best to convince Julia that she shouldn't be forced to attend anymore parties but she had insisted she come tonight anyway. She had at last conceded that she and Max might give the photographs back to her. Both of them had promised her, several months ago, that she could have them back when she had either worked off the twenty-four hours, or, when Dave came back. She knew...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 2

The offices of Skopos, Incorporated were on the fifth floor of the old Antler Building, along Second Avenue in downtown Rapier City. Roger Carmel parked his Ford stationwagon in the basement garage of the building across the street, and then walked down the street to the Antler Building, hurrying because he was late. Not that he could really mind that he was late... the interlude of loving with his wife had made him feel better than he had in the last couple of weeks. No doubt about it: sex...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 3

Lonnie Carmel stared morosely into her coffee cup. The silence of the house was oppressive to her ears, its emptiness a sacrilege to her eyes. It was always thus during the week, in that magical hour or so between the end of the housework chores and the entrance of her daughter, home from school. But with the knowledge that she was without her husband for another fortnight, Lonnie sensed that the house was like a tomb; still as death and just as vacant. She sighed, wondering whether it was...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 4

"I could use another drink, Lonnie," Cylvia Oliss said. She glanced at the young wife, smiling cat-like to herself. I don't need one -- and by the way she's having trouble keeping steady, she doesn't need another, either -- but she's going to! "No... no I better not," Lonnie said. Her head was spinning from the unaccustomed heavy dosage of alcohol which had been fed to her. Fed by her own hand and the alternate turns at mixing by her best friend. On an empty stomach, the liquor went...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 5

Stan Lubin massaged the young teen-age virgin's breast and knew he was getting Jennifer Carmel excited. Hell, everything was getting her excited: the squeezing; of his hand, the potent and aphrodisiac qualities of the marijuana and liquor, and the lust-enciting scene as the less inhibited, more experienced couples writhed and moaned in the early stages of making love. He could tell his "date" was responding just as Vic and Tamera had promised by the way her nipple puckered through the taut...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 6

Club Royale was just outside the city limits of Rapier City, therefore under the laxer County administration. Its history was long and shameful, starting from when a widow named Monique Kores opened its Colonial style doors in 1909. The local trade even then was good, for Monique Kores only kept the finest and cleanest girls to be fucked. That is, within the concept of that day and age. Then there was a brief history of being a road-house, with the girls taking second place to the running of...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 7

The El Mecca was the best motel in Kirsten, Nevada -- which wasn't saying a whole hell of a lot for it. The town's two other motels had been built during the motoring craze of the Thirties; were peeling and yellow, little more than cracked wash basins and sagging beds that would collapse if they ever saw a married couple. The local trade frequented the two, and on Friday and Saturday nights they employed two cleaning girls to change the bed linen, the in-and-outers so fast and...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 8

Lonnie Carmel couldn't believe her ears! Stunned senseless, she turned to the woman she'd always considered her best friend, and wailed: "Cylvia! Noooooo!" Tears steeped her eyes in a bath of agony and fears. "Noooooooooo!" Languidly, Cylvia Oliss got up from the couch and came to stand over Lonnie, and she grinned in obscene delight as she stared at the young wife's squirming body, impaled as it was by the finger of lusting Sam Zeigler. She placed her hands over Lonnie's breasts and...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 9

Saturday morning arrived all too soon. Jennifer Carmel, the day before an innocent virgin teenager, stared at the blinds on the windows. Her skin was pale, as if the ice-water she felt in her veins was actually flowing in place of her blood. She was as confused as any little girl could have been and she tried to sort her ambivalent feelings as she lay under the covers of her bed. She curled her legs up, letting the blankets fall away so that she could hug her knees protectively, and would...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 10

Roger Carmel slumped dejectedly at his desk. The papers in front of him were all a blur to him, their words and diagrams so much confused jumbles of print before his weary, agonized eyes. He hadn't slept well the previous night; hadn't really been to sleep at all, in fact, for too much preyed on his mind, too much kept eating at him, and his infrequent dozings had been more light, dream-filled slumbers between his tossing and turnings. Martin Oliss had implanted a bomb in Carmel's brain,...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 11

Stan Lubin came from one of the better sections of Rapier City. Some distance from either Jennifer Carmel's home or the cabin in which last night the fullback football star had taken her virginity, his father, Reginald Lubin, had leased a mansion in the shelter of a vast pine forest, a mile off the main highway leading south. Reginald and his wife, Elmira, had left the house in care of their son, Stan, while they went off skiing to a chalet in Switzerland. Mr. Lubin was a wealthy man,...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 12

Sam Zeigler, for all of his aching desire to once more delve into the hot, tingling pussy of Mrs. Lonnie Carmel, wasn't able to drive to her house until the early afternoon. Business before pleasure, he ruefully had to admit, and there were many things to take care of at the Club Royale before he could break free. The girl performer from last night, for instance. She had been due for a bonus, after letting Fang, the German Shepherd, fuck her with his long animal penis during the show, but...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 13

Roger Carmel groaned and lifted his face from the double bed as the entrancing young whore, Kim Copeland, sucked his stiffened, aching cock. He stared down at her contorted face, and the salacious view of his hard shaft of flesh sunk between her ovaled lips increased his excitement a thousand-fold. His penis was still wet from the juices of her recent orgasm and it glistened like the stump of a rained-upon tree as she bucked over him, a mad demoness of desire. Vast heat built deep in his...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 14

The small dressing room above Club Royale's second floor stage was misnomered; it was almost exclusively used for undressing. The haggard miserable wife of Roger Carmel, Lonnie, and his similarly black-haired young daughter, Jennifer, stood huddled in shivering fear, icy tendrils of horror touching their spines and making their white, firm flesh tremble convulsively. The ride from Stan Lubin's house had been a kaleidoscope of nightmares, and both mother and daughter had sat dazed, unable...

Blackmailed MotherChapter 15

Lonnie Carmel and her daughter, Jennifer, stared into each other's pain-flecked eyes and seeked solace in them, and the pained mother knew, as instinctively she was aware that her teenage child knew, that they were both the same, having committed lewd, unspeakable acts of the flesh, and were now caught helplessly in the evil, enslaving web of Sam Zeigler's depravity. The immoral bonds tied them more closely than the best of friends, for they were of the same blood, and a mute empathy and...

Blackmailed MomChapter 1

As She looked in her vanity mirror while putting on her makeup She thought back to the event that brought her to this point in her life. One stupid lapse of judgement, one dumb misstep in twenty-two years of marriage and now She was a whore. She'd always had a problem with Patty. Patty was her father's pride and joy — his little princess — and he spoiled her rotten. He denied Patty nothing and let her do whatever she wanted so it was left up to her as the mom to try and bring some...

Blackmailed MomChapter 2

She had been ready, as instructed at six forty-five and then She had waited on pins and needles for seven to arrive. At six fifty-five Patty had come home, had taken one look at her and then said, "Gee mom, you look like you're dressed to go out, find yourself a stud and get laid." "That is no way to talk to you mother young lady." "Oh I think it is. After all, that is what I have planned for you." "What are you talking about?" "Don't act stupid mother dear, you know exactly...

Blackmailed MomChapter 3

Ronnie arrived five minutes before Bob and when Patty had hollered, "Mom, your date is here" She had gone down the stairs wearing her sexiest "Come Fuck Me" heels and a smile. "Hello boys. Ready for a fun evening?" Bob's jaw dropped when he saw her and She saw his pants begin to tent. A glance at Ronnie told her that he was hers too. She smiled and said, "Come on guys, let's take it up to the bedroom and She turned and started up the stairs. She grinned when Patty called out,...

Blackmailed MomChapter 4

She was in the kitchen fixing dinner when Ralph got home. He gave her a perfunctory kiss on the cheek, said he has glad to be home and he would be in the den going over some papers and to call him when dinner was ready. So, what else is new She thought as She mashed the potatoes. The afternoon had been a rousing success from a sexual standpoint. She had especially liked the part where Dirk had eaten her pussy after having cum in it three times. It made her feel kinky, which in turn kept her...

Blackmailed MomChapter 6

She was sitting at the kitchen table sipping coffee and reading the morning paper when Patty came into the room. She looked up from the paper at Patty and then put the paper down. "Have a good time last night? It sure sounded like it. I'll bet they heard your screams down by the end of the block." "Fuck you!" "No thanks, Tony already did. He spent the night by the way; you just missed him, he had an early class." "I told you to leave him alone." "I know and that's why I had to...

Blackmailed Preacher s WifeChapter 13

It was midmorning on a Saturday when Chase’s phone rang. He answered it, “Hello.” The sexy female voice on the phone said, “This is Carrie, Carrie Stratford. I’m staying at the Royal Oaks hotel, Suite 713. If you want to discuss our business arrangement further, I’ll be available today, tonight, and tomorrow. My young business associate that you met, Nicole, will be available tomorrow and tomorrow night for further discussions of the joint venture’s purposed. It is your choice to what you...

Blackmailed Preacher s WifeChapter 14

One day after school, Perry took the teen to the bar. He slipped Carrie in the back door and took her to one of the private bedrooms. The fifteen-year-old high school sophomore was dressed in a cute little skirt and blouse that she had worn to school. She sat on the side of the bed very nervous, but she said nothing with Perry standing beside her. Then, came a knock on the door. “Come in,” Perry responded. Carrie looked up and saw an older, heavy-set man in his forties walk through the...

Blackmailed Preacher s WifeChapter 16

The teen continued telling Chase her story of how Carrie found her outside the bar, alone, frightened, and hungry after she had offered to give one of her regular customers a blowjob for enough money to get her something to eat. Carrie had realized immediately that Nicole was something special and moved the beautiful young redhead in with her. After getting settled in her own bedroom, Nicole took a long hot bath and washed her long hair. When she was dressed and ready, Carrie took Nicole out...

Blackmailed Preacher s WifeChapter 17

Chase met with Carrie and she gave him the drugs to give to Miranda. That night, while they were eating dinner, Chase slipped the drugs into Miranda’s drink without her seeing him. They finished dinner and then she gave the kids their baths and put them to bed. They were sitting in the living room watching television when Chase noticed that Miranda’s eyes had glossed over. She was looking at the television, but didn’t seem to be seeing it, just staring into space. Miranda, now at twenty-two,...

BlackmailedChapter 2

Brian and I got Jerome on the couch which was no easy task. My son didn’t say much and he was hard to read. He was no doubt in shock. After we’d put Jerome to sleep, we sat together at the kitchen table. “Look Brian, I’m sorry you had to see that...” “I’m sure!” I ignored his attitude. After all, who could blame him? “Jerome’s really drunk,” I continued. “He was passed out in the bathroom...” “So you decided that was a good time to blow him?” Brian cut in harshly. “Let me finish...

BlackmailedChapter 2

With an unexplainable, cold resentment welling up into her conscious mind, Betty Ballard, carefully, replaced the telephone in its cradle, breaking the connection. It was all she could do to remain politely civil to Jay's new secretary, who had just called to tell her that her husband wouldn't be home... until late, again! Betty hadn't met the new girl, Friday, yet, but intuitively she knew that she must be young... and pretty. Unbidden, a nagging suspicion rocketed around inside her...

BlackmailedChapter 3

"But you don't understand, Joan..." Arnie explained. "Harry's ironing out the details now... on the Championship bout... and it'll probably come off... in about two more months!" "Then you are going to stay here... to train for it?" she queried, surveying him through dark grey eyes, her brow wrinkled in a frown. "I have to... this's where Harry wants me to work out..." "Well... do we have to stay here in Santa Monica?" Joan tossed her jet-black hair, as she swept her eyes...

Blackmailed TeenagersChapter 2

"You look positively radiant, Sandy!" Lucy said in a half-serious voice. "Country life certainly seems to agree with you!" Sandy blushed at her friend's statement. If Lucy only knew what had happened so suddenly on the beach this morning. Sandy hated to keep secrets from Lucy. They were such good friends that it didn't seem right somehow not to tell her about the older man who had so casually raped her this morning. But something in her confused mind told her to remain silent about...

BlackmailedChapter 4

The "conference" Arnie drove up to L A. for was with Jay Ballard. He sat across the desk from the private investigator, while Jay ran down the list of information he had gathered so far. "I haven't been able to locate Carla Reynolds... yet," he told the boxer, "but she could be using another name. " "Yeah... I hadn't thought of that..." Arnie admitted. "Now, here's what I've got on Warren Ramsey," Jay said, referring to his notes. "He was born in Idaho... about fifty- years...

Blackmailed TeenagersChapter 3

It was just after seven-thirty when Sandy heard the sound of a car coming up the graveled road. She threw aside the magazine she had been reading and ran to the window. Jimmy's new convertible was just stopping, and she could see Lucy's boyfriend and his buddy in the front seat. Sandy was surprised at Ed Walsh's appearance. He looked to be in his mid- twenties, with curly brown hair and an easy grin on his handsome face. She had expected someone Jimmy's age, and here was a man who...

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After Jay had dressed and left her apartment, Carla did some fast, serious thinking. The longer she stayed where she was the greater her danger, for she was sure that the detective's visit and the information he had tortured out of her could very well be her death warrant. Throwing on a robe, she raced into the living room, picked up the phone and dialed a local travel agency. Quickly, it was settled. She could pick up her airline ticket within the hour and catch her flight to Chicago at...

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To Joan Pearson, the telephone call was innocent enough, but to Carla Reynolds, who made it, it was a matter of life or death... her own. "Joan... ? This is Carla... Carla Reynolds... I just had to talk to you..." "Well, I don't want to talk to you!" "Please... don't hang up on me... I want to explain..." she pleaded desperately. "What's to explain... ?" "I thought that man... Jay would be gone... before you arrived... and we'd just have a lovely... woman-woman thing,...

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After Jimmy and Ed had gone to bed, Sandy and Lucy lay on the rug and argued about what to fix for dinner. When they finally had settled on a quick snack of hamburgers and Cokes, they couldn't make up their minds who should to the cooking. Ultimately, Sandy gave up and went into the kitchen to prepare their snack. Lucy was still lying on the rug when Sandy brought the tray with their food back into the front room. "Come on and eat, Lucy," Sandy said to her naked friend, "you want to get...

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Jimmy was disturbed and angry when he awoke the next morning and discovered that he had slept through the second filming session. Lucy lay beside him in her big bed and told him all about using the dildo on Sandy's willing pussy, describing in detail her friend's frenzied begging for more. A satisfied smile played across her lips as she told him how quickly she had cum from Sandy's wild tongue licking and sucking her pussy. As much as Jimmy liked the tight little pussy of Lucy's, he...

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Ed told the sex-exhausted trio to take a few minutes rest while he checked the lighting equipment and reloaded the camera. He was feeling smug and self-confident about the way things were going, and he needed time to plan his next move. There was a danger, of course, that he could push the two girls and Jimmy too far, but he really didn't think so. They were trapped now, in much too deep to balk at any instructions he might give them. If there were any danger, the static would come from...

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Sandy lay naked on the edge of the bathtub and did her nails while Lucy lay in the steaming hot water, covered with foamy piles of bubbles. It had only been two days since Jimmy and Ed had packed up the camera and lighting equipment and left for San Diego, but both girls were already anxious for their return. "A penny for your thoughts!" Lucy said to her friend, brushing away a pile of bubbles that obscured her full breasts as she spoke. She was content and happy, although there was still...

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“What ... How ... Where did you get that?” Miranda cried out, as she looked at the TV screen, in absolute horror as she collapsed on the sofa with big tears rolling down her cheeks. Chase told her it wasn’t important how or where he got it, but what was important, is what he could do with it. He asked Miranda had her husband ever seen the video. Before she could answer, he told her if he hadn’t, he was absolutely sure her husband would enjoy it as much as he did. Chase was sure he already...

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Chase continued blackmailing the young preacher’s wife into having sex with him. Then one Saturday, Miranda didn’t show up for the children’s charity meeting. He knew Rev. Paul was out of town that weekend and his wife should be home, so he called. The phone rang several times before Miranda finally answered and he asked her why she wasn’t at the charity meeting. She tried to give him some lame excuse about she wasn’t feeling well. He knew she was lying and told Miranda to meet him at the...

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After everything settled down and weeks went by, Chase found himself getting bored with Miranda. She was an incredible fuck and never refused his advances, whether it was to suck him off or spread her legs for him. All the excitement though was gone. It had been a tremendous turn-on blackmailing the beautiful young preacher’s wife. Controlling her, fucking her behind her husband’s back, and making her submit to the things she wouldn’t have otherwise done. Everything changed when Chase met a...

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Alex and Grant decided to go after the sexy ash-blonde seventeen-year-old high school senior first. They knew that once they got Kyleigh under their control, their stepsister would be easy. Their plan was simple. After blackmailing the teen with the video of her lesbian encounter with their stepsister, Alex would be her new boyfriend. She would have to stop dating her current boyfriend. The word around school was that she was putting out for him. One day after school, Alex made a point to...

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Alex slid his cock in Elaina’s pussy. He was surprised that the sixteen-year-old was still tight after just being fucked by Grant. She laid there whimpering as Alex drove his cock in-and-out of her teen pussy. Elaina had known ever since Kyleigh told her about the video that it was just a matter of time before her stepbrothers confronted her. She knew they were going to force her to have sex with them and she knew she couldn’t stop them. Her fears had come true; she was lying on her back...

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Before Elaina left the house to go back to school, Andrew warned her of the consequences if she told anyone, other than Kyleigh about what really happened while she was supposedly sick. Alex had told Elaina to tell Kyleigh he would pick her up at 6:30 Friday evening for a date and she had better be ready. Also, she was to wear a nice short skirt and blouse. Elaina was anxious for lunch period to come so she could meet up with Kyleigh. When it finally came, she grabbed her lunch and headed...

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Jane managed to get on welfare and stayed off drugs until after the baby was born. Her social worker helped her file for divorce. It was hard being on welfare and raising a young girl. Jane soon found men that would supply her with marijuana for a blowjob or fuck. She managed to limit herself to a couple of times a month and keep the men away from her daughter for a while. It was on Jennie’s fourteenth birthday that she lost her virginity. Jane had cake and ice cream for her. One of her...

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“I’ll handle the video work. What we need is a single camera pointed at the bed with a good clear view of the action and clear enough that Margo is easily recognizable. It can’t be professional looking, it has to look like something that Margo would hide to record what she was doing,” Alex said. “OK, boys. We have a plan. Let’s make it work,” Andrew replied. Now that their father was helping them, Grant and Alex hid a camera in the master bedroom. Grant set everything up with his friend. He...

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With the help of their father now, Grant and Alex had total control over their stepmother and stepsister. They could continue with their plans to make illicit sex videos using Elaina and Kyleigh. Now that they had a lot of high definition filming and video equipment, thanks mostly to selling copies of Elaina and Kyleigh’s lesbian encounter in Elaina’s bedroom, they needed some place to set up a studio. Alex called off his date with the beautiful ash blonde that Friday. Kyleigh was relieved...

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