Debbie Busted and Blackmailed (Closed)

debbiev

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I pulled it off, $250,000 and they are clueless. I can't believe the accounting department is so stupid. Anyway I think I'll book a vacation to Hawaii and buy a new car and go on a massive shopping spree for starters. Then get a better apartment, it will be nice to get out of this hell hole they actually call an apartment. I know I can probably steal more too. But I suppose I'll wait on that.

I'm not telling my fiancé, I mean he is totally clean and would dump my ass if he ever found out what I did. Luckily he won't and either will the dumb boss man.

Okay...I definitely have to go shopping now. I pull on jeans and a white halter top. Underneath a white bra and low cut white bikini panties. I slip on beige sandals and I'm off to my shopping spree.
 
It was a Friday afternoon, which for most people meant the start of a weekend. But not me, nope, I'm here finishing up budgets and looking over numbers. I have been going over the same account for the last three hours, things are just not adding up! Somehow $250,000 are off and I know it's not a calculation error.

After going back through audits and ledgers, I figured it out. Debbie has been stealing! I was about to go to my boss until I realized he was gone, like everyone else with a life at this time. After thinking it over, I decided to see what Debbie has to say.

Looking up her phone number in the company directory, I called the cell number listed...
 
Debbie's Shopping Spree and The Phone Call

Picking out tons of clothes to buy, from jeans and shorts to dress pants and leggings. Also a bunch of different style tops and of course lots of different style bras and bikini panties and thongs in nearly every color. And shoes, lets not forget shoes...a variety of pumps, clogs, sandals and sneakers. Everything really high quality and very expensive, but who gives a shit about the cost anymore. I also pick up quality creams, makeup and a bunch of other things. My only issue is lugging everything back to my car, the cart is actually difficult to push. After loading my car I go to a sex shop and buy a magic wand and a couple of vibrators. That and different flavors of massage oils and of course some lube. I giggle as I walk out with my sex toys.

Back to my car again, figuring I'll go shopping for a brand new car tomorrow. This is like fucking heaven. I sit in my car and my phone rings, "Yes this is Debbie, who's this? The accounting department?" Suddenly feeling a knot in my belly as I'm hoping this isn't what I think it is. "Umm....yeah, well how can I help you?"
 
"This is Alex. I was just finishing the ledgers and noticed a large sum missing from your department. I have gone over everything and to be honest, all signs point at you stealing the money. I do not want to jump to any conclusions but honestly, I cannot think of anything else that could lead to this big of an error."

I pause a few minutes, listening to you breathing harder. "I like you Debbie. You have always been nice and seem sweet. So I want to talk and try to help you. Be honest, did you take the money?"
 
I Can Explain...I Think

Feeling my face flush as you tell me about he large sum of money missing, you first implying it may have been me, but in a nice way....if that's even possible. Then you ask me outright. So you obviously know I took the money. I know you are like the best accounting in the department, that's what I've heard anyway, so it's not like you would fuck up and just accuse me. You obviously have a paper trail.

"Umm...Alex...oh ummm....yes..I mean no, um....yeah well....can we talk? Like meet somewhere for lunch. I mean I can explain. Let me explain before you do anything, please Alex."

Thinking what the fuck am I gonna explain? But maybe you will sympathize with me or maybe split the money. I don't know but everything is on the table. I just can't get arrested and do prison time. Fuck.
 
Exactly what I was hoping, you already admitting to taking the money. "Debbie, you do not have to explain anything to me. I can easily make this error disappear with a few accounting tricks. You just need to earn it and I am willing to give you that chance." I pause a moment on the phone making sure you understand what I am saying.

"When I say "I like you" I really mean it. You might not have heard but I am bisexual. I think you know what I am asking. I want to have complete control over you for 48 hours at my house. You give me 48 hours and you will avoid being in jail the next 10 years. That is a fair trade, would you not agree?"
 
The Agreement

I listen to your proposal and while I'm kinda uncomfortable with it, I seriously have no other choice. I mean I'm so not lesbian, but giving you control of me for 48 hours in exchange for not serving many years in prison, plus I can keep the money, well it's pretty much a no brainer. Another plus is you're kinda pretty, so I mean if I had to go lesbian for 48 hours being with you wouldn't be so bad. I crush the numbers in my head and $250,000 for 48 hours is like $5,000/hour, haha, quite a good rate of pay.

"Alex, um, yes I will agree to that. You will be in control of me for 48 hours. I keep the money and everything is erased. Plus you never tell anyone that we agreed to this or ever mention it to anyone. Then we have a deal."

I pause, "So when would these 48 hours start?" Suddenly feeling very nervous about what I'm getting myself into.
 
I think over your terms for a few minutes "I agree. We will keep this our secret as long as you hold up your end of the deal. It will start tomorrow at 8AM, come to my house. I will text you the address. Since you have tons of money now, I need you to bring a few things that will be required.

First, a maid outfit. You know what I am referring to. Make sure it is short skirt and slutty. Bring along your favorite sex toy and some lingerie. You will also be performing for my husband so be prepared to put on a show. The clock will start when you enter my house.

And Debbie, remember, any fighting or attitude and I turn you in. See you tomorrow."
 
Here I Come In My Maid Outfit

"Okay tomorrow at 8 AM. I understand. I'll listen to whatever you tell me to do, just don't turn me in. Thank you for giving me this chance."

Hating that I'm thanking you but knowing I have to keep on your good side. You throw in that your husband will be there too and I will be performing for him too. Knowing that isn't what I originally thought but then again I did agree to 48 hours of you being in full control over me. So I suppose that's okay. I just wanna get through this and keep the $250,000 and no prison time. I can do anything for 48 hours. I think.

After our conversation I go out to a costume shop and buy a maids outfit. The black micro dress and white apron and the stupid white doyle maid cap.

The following morning I shower and then put on the maid outfit together with my black pumps. Underneath wearing a white lacey bra and white satiny low cut bikini panties. I look ridiculous but hey if this gets me to keep $250,000, I'm in. I grab some bras, panties and thongs and thigh highs and shove them in a bag. I get my magic wand from my nightstand and I also bring a tee and jeans and throw them all in a bag. Something to wear when my 48 hours are done. I drive to your place and pull in the driveway.

Then get out of my car and nervously walk up to your house in my maid outfit. Feeling totally foolish.
 
Welcoming you

I hear the bell ring and watch as my husband opens the door. His eyes go wide when he sees you and he quickly looks back at me. I give him a shrug "No idea, maybe she is here for you?" I smirk when he turns back to you.

"Come in." Josh says, stepping aside to let you in. His eyes looking up and down your body with the slutty outfit on. I smile without saying a word when you enter. When our eyes meet I finally can't hold it back and start laughing. "I'm just joking, Josh. She is my gift to us for the weekend. A mail order prostitute." I lie.

I go into the other room and come back to the hallway to meet you both, in my hand is a black collar with the word SLUT in silver writing. "And this is her collar for the weekend." I hold it up and hand it to you. "Please put this on slut and tell my husband how happy you are to be here."
 
More Embarrassing Than I Thought It Would Be

When I see your husband's totally puzzled look and you saying that maybe I'm here for him, well to put it mildly the awkwardness makes me wanna crawl under a rock. I see him look me up and down as I look at you, kinda telling you with my eyes to tell him what's going on. I suppose you get my look and you then announce to Josh that you're joking, but then it gets worse as you call me a mail order prostitute. Oh my god, seriously? But I know I can't say anything, you are in full control and I just have to think, I'm making $5,000 an hour so I can put up with some humiliation. Well not making, but being allowed to keep.

I walk in and I can see the confusion on Josh's face, thinking how weird this is for him but mostly for me. You obviously getting your kicks off my embarrassment.

I reach out and take the collar then look at it as it reads "SLUT". Fuck, you obviously intend to play this up to the max, this is gonna be worse than I thought. I put my bag of clothes with my magic wand inside on the couch as I put the collar around my neck and snap it into place.

You then continuing my embarrassment by asking me to tell your husband how happy I am to be here. "Um....okay, Josh, I'm very happy to be here for the weekend for you and Alex. I'm willing to help out and do what you need me to do around the house. Like clean or put things away and other things like that." Hoping Josh doesn't think this is sexual, but really, I am in a stupid maid outfit and you just called me a prostitute so it's pretty fucking obvious why I'm here. Now realizing my reply was totally pathetic.

I smile, feeling like a total fool as I stand there wanting nothing more than to run. But I don't running as it would cost me $250,000 and several years in prison. Nope, I'll put up with your stupid game, but this is gonna be the longest 48 hours ever.
 
The first task

"Not just cleaning dear" I rub your shoulder with a smile, my voice is soft and playful. "You're also going to our whore for the weekend. Don't forget that part." I smile tilting my head like I'm doing you a favor reminding you. "Josh, please take her bag upstairs. I'll have our slut get started with the morning chores."

Josh is still confused and in shock. He picks up your bag and takes it upstairs leaving us alone. "So far you are doing great. My husband should never know the real reason you are here. If you play along I will make sure he thinks this is just your job and not against your will."

I look over at the TV and entertainment center. It is one of those short TV stands with DVDs along the bottom row and glass doors at each end. "Just as a starter and to make sure you know your place. You will organize the DVDs in order and dust the shelf's." I point at the tv stand. "And you will make sure to show off your body as you do it. Ass up, shake it around and make it look like you enjoy teasing."

I pause for a minute, thinking this is a good chore but then I realize it is too easy. "Oh, one more thing. You will do it with your panties in your mouth." I smirk. "you can remove those now and will not be wearing them for a good while. Get used to the bare feeling, slut."
 
And So It Begins, But My Panties In My Mouth?

At that point you make it completely clear to Josh that the reason I'm here is much more that just being a maid. Hating that you call me a slut in front of your husband, but knowing I am, at least for the next 48 hours as it's the only way for me to survive without going to prison.

I watch Josh go upstairs with my bag as he looks at me with a puzzled look. I'm not sure what he is thinking at this point but it's obvious you and him will be using me sexually. But exactly how is the question Josh is probably thinking and so am I.

When Josh goes upstairs you make it perfectly clear that if I fuck up and tell Josh the real reason I'm here and that it's all consensual. I nod my head yes, hoping I don't regret agreeing to this.

My first instruction is to arrange the DVD's below the TV and look hot doing it. Well that's pretty easy. I can just bend over and sort them and shake my ass some. Embarrassing but not the end of the world for sure.

As I begin bending over and taking the DVD's out you stop me. I stand up straight when you announce that you want my panties off and not only off but in my mouth. Josh is still upstairs and I figure that gives me the opportunity to negotiate some. "Alex, really c'mon. You can't be serious. I mean I'll take them off but in my mouth? Please Alex, that isn't right. I'll take them off now but that's it."

I grab my panties and pull them down and off. Feeling totally foolish but not wanting to put them in my mouth and certainly not in from of Josh and you. Holding my panties in my hand as I stare at you as I try to plead with you with my eyes.
 
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