Blackmail (closed for Scribe M and me)

Arnemetia

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Julia Gray is a good secretary by day in John's office...hes her co worker but they never talked before...she's the boss secretary...she travelled with him when needed..John became obsess by her blue diamonds eyes and great curves...she's 5'2'' tall and 130lbs...He taught about to follow her and he installed cameras in her house, everywhere...the bathroom, the living room, the bedroom and he discovered another room...a pleasure room in the cellar...When he looked the movies of the cameras, he was stunned...she was an escort by night and was pleasuring some of her clients in this room...He was sudddenly very jalous that he never was one of his favorite client and be pleasured by her...he was so angry at her that he decided that was enough...it was time for him to know her more and to her to know great pleasure...she never seemed to enjoy her client and to that he taught about an evil plan to force her to be his...He would BLACKMAIL her...

The next morning, when Julia received a card to take a box for her at the post's office...she came and look at it at home...there was a note and a cd for her....
 
I almost met Julia by accident. It was on a business trip that she was assigned to me, since my regular secretary worked for my department, and I was on a special project. I found her remarkably beautiful, her blue eyes sparkled at me, and I found her unusually attractive. I wanted to become intimate with her, but she rebuffed me, reminding us of our professional relationship.

When she asked me for a contractor to help remodel her house, I found one that would make changes I desired to facilitate our becoming much closer. I was astounded to find out that one location in the house, we shall call it The Cellar, where she had gentlemen callers. As they took her services, I was naturally enraged. Yet I knew what she could do, and looked forward to proceeding our relationship.

In the envelope I sent her was a note. She was to meet me at her house, whereapon we would view the CD of photos on my laptop, and she would describe what was happening on each and every photo on the CD as I took pleasure with her.

I greeted her, just outside her door.

OOC: Mmm... thought of a way to put the CD into the story! :D


Scribe.
 
Julia openned the door and recognise john..she was afraid and shy of what he could have on this cd...

Hi..heh....your John right ?..come in...im sure we can arrange things...what do you want from me ? *stammering*

*her house is a simple cottage with two levels, on the first floor is the living room, the kitchen, the wash room and an office and an upstairs that go to the second floor : three bedrooms and a bathroom. Of course, a part of the kitchen is reliated to the outside and theres a door that go downstairs in the secret room...shes locked...The decoration is classic for a secretary. Nothing tell what shes doing by night...*
 
"Hello, again, Julia. Don't pretend you don't recognize me. We were on that business trip together. We didn't do much outside of work, but I thought of you. Though of you fucking me, sucking me off with your dirty little mouth. Now put that CD into this laptop and let's look at the pretty pictures on the projector downstairs in your secret room. I want you to see all the pictures of the men you fucked down there, and tell me a little something about them..."


Scribe.
 
John...how did you know for the room...the pictures ?? which pictures ?? Me sucking you ? I wont tell you a word about those persons... *seriously and not frightened...she was imaginating him forcing her and she was becoming wet between her legs...she turned her head*

Why should i obey you ?
 
"Why? Why should you obey me?" I grabbed the CD and shoved it in front of her face. "Because I have every single damn picture of every client you had down there in that cellar. I know what's in there, every rope, every chain. And we're going down there, to see these pictures and fuck until I make you cum. Then you're gonna cum again, on my cock, on my face, I'm gonna make you cum so hard." I twisted her arm. "Now. Let's go into that cellar and have a little show."


Scribe.
 
Calm and serious..she wanted to know his real intentions..she knew he didnt want money but her..but..Does he love her ? As he described to her where he will maked her cum, Julia was turned on by this idea but couldnt stand it..not with him...When he grab her arm, she ask him...

Why wanna make me cum so much ? You dont care about these pictures, you want to possess me but raper or blackmailer dont want their hostage to cum... *softly*

Suddenly, she taught louder than she would like... Tell me how...she stops to talk and try to avoid his hungry eyes and to escape from him...so tempting in his ways...Julia try once for all to loose her arm from his grip to leave...
 
"Mmm... my sweet," he replied. "But *I* want *you* to cum. I want you to pour your sweet juices all over my cock. I want you to coat my face with the liquids from your little pussy." He sneered with an evil leering grin.

Within the cellar, even he was amazed. Chains... ropes... whips... all sorts of devices that belied the portrayed innocence of their owner. He threw the poor woman to the floor, then loaded the CD into the laptop. "I know this is a slide projector, and we're gonna see these photos on the wall together," he smiled. He threw her to the wall, as the slideshow began on her body. "Now strip," he said, as the glaring light hit her. "Show your body to me before I fuck it tonight."


Scribe.
 
Julia shook no of her head and get moist as he was describing what he would do to her...she surprised herself when she imagined him tearing her clothes and be aroused...so she tried to escape from her basement....she runned into the stairs...
 
John grasped Julia's fleeing legs, and pulled her from the stairs. He took some of the rope, and bound her ankles and wrists. Tying it to a hook, he had her upside down, hanging from the ceiling, still fully clothed. Unzipping his pants, he kneeled in front of the girl's mouth. "Okay, whore. Suck my cock. Suck it good and hard and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you go."


Scribe.
 
Julia was becoming sick in this position so she faster suck his cock the best she could and twist her tongue around his cock, moving her head deeper on his manhood. She was gasping for air but still suck him..she wonders why she was wet to suck him, she didnt liked the position but his voice ordering was arousing...she whispers between licks not realising...
yes master
 
"Mmm.... ohhhh..." John closed his eyes, adoring Julia's wet mouth around his cock. He could feel his manhood growing, stiffening as her lips rode on his strong hard cock. He gripped the back of her head and began to fuck her, fuck her mouth filling up with warm hard cock.

He opened his eyes to see her shaved pussy. "What have we here?" he said, noticing the wet glistening slit, juices peeking from between her lips. "Well, I think someone likes sucking cock. How do you like some sucking as well?" Johnathan began to flick his tongue against her swollen pussy lips. He then licked and lapped her liquids, her neutral taste agaist his tongue. He sucked and teased her clitty, then began to probe her slit with his tongue.

Mmm... Master. "I like when you call me that," he said, nibbling and licking at her snatch.


Scribe.
 
Please Master, i prefer to be on my knees than be in this position... *beggin him*

I will do anything you wish Master...please tied me on my knees and i will sit on you that you can eat me more...thats so good
 
"No, baby. I think I like you hung from the ceiling more. In fact..." John lifted up his captive, and tied her wrists and ankles together. He tied her from the ceiling, so she was hanging from her wrists and ankles. She rotated slowly, like a trussed up animal.

"Nice. Not too bad," he said. He placed a finger at the entrance to her pussy, and pushed her a little bit forward. As she sway back and forth, his fingers would enter her slit, sometimes awkwardly. "Mmm... think you'd like me to enter you this way with my cock?"


Scribe.
 
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