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What do you think of mind-control/blackmail/etc threads?

  • Love them - never seen one yet I didn\'t want to be part of.

    Votes: 5 31.3%
  • They\'re good, but would have to be written by a better writer.

    Votes: 4 25.0%
  • They\'re nothing special, I don\'t bother with them.

    Votes: 3 18.8%
  • Go away you sick little pervert, this shouldn\'t even be a fantasy.

    Votes: 4 25.0%

  • Total voters
    16

BadForm

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<Bi-boop>

She looked at the IRC screen before her. Who was this The_Master person that had just sent her a private message?


The_Master: Hi there. I have a file I think you would like to see. Do not worry, this is not a virus. It concerns last Friday night, 12th April. Please accept it, unzip it and look at the photo.


She thought about ignoring the message, but then remembered last friday. That was the night when her husband had had to work a double shift - night shift at that. That was the night she had logged on to her secret porn channel most of the night, and had net-sex with two different guys. She accepted the file and did as instructed. What it contained were two things: a copy of her chat log on IRC that night, and a photograph of her sitting in front of the computer, her blouse unbuttoned, her skirt hitched, her hand busily burrowing between her thighs.

The_Master: What do you think?


OOC: I need someone willing to play the woman. If someone wishes to play the husband, PM me first, because there are some important things that must only be known to the husband and myself which require careful coordination. If nobody wants the husband I'll play him too, when he's needed.
 
Bi-boop

She was shocked. How had they found that out. Who was this?

Bi-boop: Who is this? How did you know about that? This is not a very funny joke.

Indeed this was not funny. Her husband would be very upset if he found out about those.



Bi-boop: Those were meant to be private. Not open to anyone.
 
The_Master

The cursor blinked on her screen, but that was the only action for over a minute. Then:

The Master: Private? An interesting point. Don't you think your husband thought your pussy was private? You know he does not like netsex. Not a good Catholic boy like him...

The sentence was left hanging to allow her to dwell on.
 
What the hell! How did this Master whatever know my husband was Catholic? How the hell did he know anything about me? She thought to herself.

Bi-boop: How do you know my husband? Who the hell are you??

She was really pissed off. This was some sick joke. Who was doing this?
 
The_Master

The words were once more slow in arriving. He was obviously enjoying keeping her waiting, probably both furious and afraid, dreading his every response.

The_Master: Now is that any way to speak to the man who holds a copy of your activities on file?

The_Master: The only man...

There was a pause before he added:

The_Master: ...At present at least.
 
She read his words, nervous and upset. What the hell was going on.

Bi-boop: What do you want?

She didn't know what else to say. This was scaring her.
 
The_Master

<Blink><Blink><Blink>

The rhythmic flash of the cursor must have been terrible for her. He waited though, prolonging every second to drive her crazy. What did he want?

The_Master: What do you think I want, Bi-boop?

The_Master: Or should I call you Katie? He does, doesn't he?

The Master: Well, KATIE, what do you THINK I want?
 
Katie

KATIE! He knew her name. What the.........ok, calm down. This isn't right, you are dreaming Katie.

Bi-boop: Money? Is that what you want? We don't have a lot. Please, anything. Just tell me and I will try to get it for you.

She was dead if her husband found out. She would do anything to get this Master guy off her back and away from her husband. How had he known? What was he doing with all her information?
 
The_Master

The_Master: Money Katie?

The_Master: Well... money is sweet, but so are you.

The_Master: How much do you think you're worth Katie?

The Master: One million?

The_Master: Two?

The_Master: Do you have that much... Katie?

The_Master: No, I didn't think so. That is why I did not come to you for money.

The_Master: So what could it be?

The_Master: Think now, Katie. Think. You're an intelligent young woman. Think.

The_Master: What would a man who calls himself The_Master want from you?
 
Katie

He wanted her. She knew it. She didn't want to be his. She had a life to live. But if he showed those to her husband then she would not have a life.

Bi-boop: Ok, SO, you want me. How?
 
The_Master

The next words must have shocked her.

The_Master: No, Katie, I don't want you...

At least until he finished what was next.

The_Master: Your husband will be leaving work shortly, I think. We don't have time right now. But maybe some time, sweet Katie.

Did she think she had escaped. The blinking cursor probably gave her some hope.

The_Master: Katie, what are you wearing? Describe it, in detail.
 
Katie

Just when she thought she was free he asked what she was wearing. DAMN!

She looked down at the pajama's her husband liked her to wear, straightlaced by the book.

Bi-boop: I am wearing green pajama shorts and a green button up pajama top. They are green mostly with gold stars. Then I have on green socks, but they do not have stars on them. Tell me how you know me and my husband, please?

She was scared. Really scared. Was this guy just toying with her or did he really mean business?
 
The_Master

The_Master: Boring,

The_Master: I have a feeling your husband has had a bad day. Don't you think he deserves something better than a plain-jane housewife?

The_Master: When he comes home, I want you to have something better to show him.

The_Master: Something a lot more sensual.

The_Master: If your don't have anything... MAKE something you have erotic.

The_Master: I know you know how to use a pair of scissors and a thread, Katie.

The_Master: So think erotic. You managed it for 12_incher and bangkokhardkok on friday.

The Master: Now it's time to think erotic for your husband.

He didn't /quit. He waited for her response.
 
Katie

She thought of what she had. She didn't buy many erotic things due to her husband. There were a few things she might could make. She didn't know what to do.

Bi-boop: I have only a couple of things. My school girl uniform from school I might still be able to fit into that, but other than that all I have is the white lace teddy from our honeymoon.

She hoped he would send her a message that one of those ould do.
 
The_Master

OOC: Husband is going to be home after ARaynes next post, so if anyone wants to take that role, please contact me urgently to discuss how it will go. If not contacted, I'll run the husband for now... ;)

IC:

The_Master: Are you waiting for me to choose, Katie?

The_Master: I don't think I need to do that, do I?

The_Master: Not for a slut like you.

The_Master: Don't deny it, Katie. I've seen your chat log remember. I've seen the photograph.

The_Master: No, you choose, Katie. And try to seduce him.

The_Master: Even if he is a prude, try...

The_Master: I'm going now, Katie, but I will be back tomorrow. And so will you.

The_Master: 12noon, Katie. Then we will have time to discuss how the night went.

The_Master: I know you can make it. I know that you get to work from home thanks to your husband's income.

The_Master: I know a lot more too, Katie. So don't forget.

The_Master: 12 noon.

His quit message flashed across her screen, signalling he lad logged off of IRC. Even in that there was a taunting message about the photograph and chat log.
 
Katie

She knew he was right. He probably did know more....

She ran to her closet, knowing he husband would be home any moment now. She knew he had seen the outfit of the honeymoon, but he had not seen the school girl outfit.

She put on her old uniform, the blue and red plaid, short like usual. The nuns hated how short her skirts were but she couldn't help it. She tied the shirt that she normally wore so it showed her flat tummy. Good thing she had kept in shape all these years. She put on some cute short ruffle socks, back from when her sister was here and left them and her black pennyloafers. These would have to do.

She put her red hair in high pigtails, hoping this would work. She wore her white satin panties under them. This had better work.

The thought hit her then. How would he know if she had done it?She started to run into the bedroom to change when the door opened and her husband walked in.

She turned and looked at him, her hands behind her back, looking like a lost child trying to hide that she had done something wrong, Wasn't that what she was doing anyway?

"Hi honey." She smiled really big.
 
John, Katie's husband.

It had taken several minutes after the IRC chat for John to arrive home, enough time for her to change, despite her nerves, to consider her options and think about chaning back. He stomped through the door, in a near rage.

"I can't believe the boss still deals with clients like him!" he stormed, as he entered the hallway. His wife's greeting cheered him up for a moment, as she always did. "Hi baby," he smiled, raising his eyes to look up the stairs to where she stood. "I hope your day was better than..."

His voice drifted to a halt as he saw her. "What in heaven's name...?"
 
Katie

She couldn't tell if he were upset or just shocked.

"Hi honey. I just thought I would surprise you......"

She stepped down the steps one step at a time, making sure her breast bounced with each one. "I wanted to cheer you up...." She said, knowing he had a horrible day....

About half way down she sat, her legs open momentarily before she crossed them showing her sweets underneath.

"Did it work?" She searched his face trying to gauge his reaction. She didn't want him to be angry with her. She hated it when he was angry
 
John, Katie's Husband

John just stood there in apparent shock. "S-surprise me? What are you thinking, Katie? You look like a schoolgirl. You think I want to be married to a kid or something? What do you take me for?"

His eyes stayed fixed on hers as if he was determined not to look at the rest of her body, enticing though it was. He put his hand on his forehead, shaking his head as though he could not believe what his wife was doing.

"Look, Katie, I've told you those daytime soaps are bad. I guess that must be where you got this idea from, but honey, please. Go put on some proper clothes."
 
Katie

It didn't work. A tear slipped from her eye. John always knew how to make her feel unwanted. She couldn't give up just yet.

A little angry she stood up and dropped her shirt, exposing her perky breast. Then he skirt, then she kicked off her socks and shoes.

"Is this better John? What do I have to do to make you love me?"

More tears fell from her eyes. She knew that he could not handle her tears, but she didn't care. She wanted him to see her.
 
John, Katie's Husband

John stared at her as she stripped. His mouth was open, obviously in shock. For over a minute he just stared. Finally, as she cried, he turned away, leaning against the wall, shaking his head.

"Katie, I do love you, you know that. But what is this about? I thought you were happy with me. I thought you loved me. Why are you acting like some kind of... some kind of..."

He didn't complete the sentence, but turned slightly so he could see her. All she could see right now were his face and back. Shaking his head once more he headed into the living room.

"Is this what you want now? Are you trying to say you hate me or something? Did I do something wrong?"

His questions were confused, as though he couldn't think straight. He slumped on the couch, looking over at his naked wife, his hands resting, crossed on his lap.
 
Katie

She followed him to the couch. He slumped himself there.

"No, John, I don't hate you. I just, " She started before strattling herself over his legs, her sex moving his hands out of the way, her lips kissed his.." I want you to love me, make love to me, like when were first were married." She kissed him again. "Do you remember John?" *kiss* "How your cock was rock hard for days, my body writhing on you?" She kissed him again, her tongue spreding his lips and exploring his mouth.....
 
John, Katie's Husband

It already was rock hard. As soon as she moved his hands away, she realised that he had been hiding his erection from her. The emotions he was feeling must have made him not want to let her see just how aroused he was. Could he really be that ashamed? He was a regular church-goer, a good friend of the priest, but could he truly be so ashamed of feeling aroused by his own wife that he would feel the need to hide it from her?

He looked into her eyes, a mixture of sorry and concern on his face. "Ok, Katie, if that's what you really want. Just for tonight I will do what you ask."

He took her head in his soft grasp and pulled her towards him, kissing her on her forehead, then her mouth. Even his lips were trembling uncertainly.
 
Katie

His hands on her made her feel like a new woman. She met his lips, waiting for his tongue to enter her mouth, carressing hers.

Her hands went to his erection, stroking it in the pants, trying to make it want to bust. "This isn't wrong, darling. This is love, why we married." She smiled, putting her breast on him.
 
John, Katie's Husband

John held his wife close as he kissed her. His whole body was still trembling. He ran his hands the length of her back, remembering their first time... long before they had been married. Yet he still did not make any advances himself. He simply did not fight what she wanted to do...
 
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