Penance (closed)

After a few more orgasms, the girls were pretty exhausted and Andrea needed to get home to be there when her mom got home. She got dressed and made her way back out to the car and saw something on the windshield. She tossed her things in the car and grabbed the envelope, her heart racing as she read it.

She had no choice, she drove to the parking lot and parked near the only car sitting in the back corner of the lot. She turned off her car and stayed inside, her mind racing, trying desperately to find out how Tommy of all people could possibly know about everything she had done.
 
Tommy saw her pull into the parking lot, and his cock immediately stiffened a bit. He had had a taste of all her friends, but she was the real prize. Sure, he probably could have blackmailed her directly, but he had enjoyed his newfound power too much. He rolled down the passenger window when she parked next to him. He watched her intently as she sat there, trying not to look over at him.

Finally their eyes locked. "Get in here, slut," he commanded.
 
It had been quiet for a few brief moments when Andrea glanced towards the car, catching his gaze. She had expected to see him sitting there but it still surprised her, making it hit her just how real it was. She wiped at her eyes stopping any tears before they could fall when he told her to get in his car.

She waited another minute before opening her door and walking to the passenger door on his car, getting in without looking at him. She rubbed her arms when the breeze hit her through the open window, her entire body shivering from an intense combination of fear, anger and the knowledge that he could, and probably would make her life a living hell and there wasn't a single thing she could do to stop it.
 
"Look at me you fucking slut," Tommy demanded. Once she looked over at him, he could see the fear in her eyes. "I know everything. I know about the drugs, the booze, the cops, the strip club, the Russians, the gangbangs... Fucking everything. You have always been a fucking bitch to me, but now you're mine."

His hands were on his pants, and he unzipped his jeans and pulled them down. "And you can start by sucking my cock," he demanded, pulling out his rock hard cock...
 
Andrea inhaled sharply when he spoke, demanding she look at him. She slowly turned towards him, looking at him, feeling impossibly helpless when she looked into his eyes. She fought back tears when he told her about everything he knew.

She shook her head at his next comment, looking away as he unzipped his pants. "Please just let me go," she said, pleading with him.
 
He had a feeling she would be reluctant. "Oh, honey, you'll do exactly as I say, unless you want everyone you know to know everything." He was pulling out his iPhone as he spoke, opening an app, and then he pressed play. "This was one of my favorite parts."

Her own words came forth from the device! "Since we couldn't get him any more drugs, Andrew had his friends come over. They brought more drugs and more alcohol. Me and my friends were raped all night long. They took turns on us. They gave us more drugs... They told us it was coke but it turned out to be meth... It turned into a nightmare. Michelle was tied down to Andrew's bed when she started to freak out. It was awful Father... We were so tweaked out by the time they left in the morning... I couldn't sleep for three days, they kept forcing us to do a little more. They hit us and whipped us with their belts when we wouldn't cooperate. But... Me and Julie... We enjoyed it. It's so wrong father... It was so awful, but all I got off when my brother was having sex with me. Even when he... When he put it in my butt. And when his friends joined in on me, all at once... Just like what happened in the locker room..."

He turned off the device then, taking a certain dark pleasure in the look on Andrea's face...

He grabbed his cock and jerked it up and down. "One press of a button, and everyone will hear this... And a lot more."
 
A tear slid down her cheek when Andrea heard the voice on Tommy's phone. How did he get that on tape? No one else was in there, her mind was reeling.

She wiped at her tears and after hearing his ultimatum, she moved her hand to his hard cock, slowly leaning down and taking his cock into her mouth, closing her eyes as she took his length into her mouth, gagging slightly when the head of his shaft pressed against her throat.
 
Tommy groaned in pleasure as he felt her start to go down on him. "Fuck... That's better, I knew you'd come around."

He laid his head back and let her work him. This was all going according to plan. His mind ran through all the other things he had planned for this bitch, how he was going to punish her for how she'd treated him.

How he was going to make her his bitch...
 
Andrea cringed when he spoke, closing her eyes as she sucked at his cock, bobbing her head up and down the length of his shaft.

She was trapped, and she knew there was no way to get out of the mess she was in. She had no choice from this point on, she would have to answer to his every beck and call if she wanted to keep her secrets from getting out to anyone else.
 
"Damn you are good at this you dirty slut," Tommy said, groaning a bit as the sensations washed over him. He had her. He finally had the bitch! Easily the hottest slut in school, and now she belonged to him.

He put his hands on her then, one hand on her head, running his hands through her long blonde hair, and the other groping at her ass, pulling her skirt up and digging his fingers between her cheeks...
 
She cringed when his hands moved to her body, her back arching when his hand moved under her skirt, his hand groping aggressively at her ass.

She took his cock deeper, sucking a little harder, hoping at this point to just get this over with for tonight. She whimpered against his cock when his hand moved to her hair, tangling his fingers in her long blonde locks.
 
She had to know what was coming next.

His grip on her head tightened, firmly grasping her hair, and he took control of her. "I know you like it rough you fucking whore," he said, as he forced her head fully down on his entire length, feeding her his cock and holding her there, and his hand on her ass came up, and then down, firmly spanking her!
 
It wasn't a surprise when his grip on her hair tightened, allowing him to take control of the situation, not that he hadn't already been in control. She gagged loudly when he forced her head down, his cock forcing its way down her throat.

She whimpered when he spanked her roughly, causing her to gag even more on his turgid member, her body writhing under his grip.
 
He spanked her again before reaching around and roughly pushing two fingers into her pussy from behind her. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, and started forcing her head up and down his full length, making her deep-throat him and gag with every thrust. He even put his hips into it, really feeding her his cock now...
 
Her body trembled each time he spanked her and another muffled whimper could be heard when his fingers slipped into her pussy. Her chin was wet with saliva as he continued his face fucking assault, lifting his hips to force his cock even deeper, her throat visibly expanding.

She wiped her eyes again, not wanting to let him see her cry, her mind still reeling, desperately trying to figure out how he taped her confession. She could feel her face getting red as he continued forcing her head up and down the full length of his cock.
 
"Oh fuck, oh yeah," Tommy grunted and groaned as he continued fucking her face. Finally he felt his balls tighten and his rod stiffen, and he pulled her up off his thick long cock. He held her face in place right in front of his cock and grabbed his dick with his other hand, jerked it up and down, and proceeded to cum all over her pretty face!

He squirted copiously, thick gobs of the stuff getting in her hair, eyes, nose, mouth.

He kept a grip on her after he finished though. He reached into his jacket and pulled out something. A moment later, she felt his grip loosen, but then something wrapped around her throat. Cold leather? She heard something click behind her neck.

He let her up. "You belong to me now, bitch," he said, putting his cock away. When she saw her reflection in the window, she could see a black leather collar wrapped around her neck. There was a small lock on the back which would prevent her from removing it!
 
Andrea cringed when he pulled her back slightly, keeping her mere inches from his cock. Before she could close her eyes, his cock twitched, spraying her face, his cum landing in her hair and eyes, nearly completely coating her face.

She remained still, her eyes closed as he continued to maintain a tight grip on her head. she inhaled sharply, her body going rigid when something cold wrapped around her neck. a pathetic whimper escaping her lips when she heard the clicking of a lock.

Eventually, he let go of her hair and she sat up, feeling disgusted when she saw her reflection in the window, her face covered in his seed, a black leather collar locked around her neck, showing just how much power he had over her. She was silent and looked straight ahead through the windshield. she sniffed, hoping to find remnants of coke from earlier in the night. she needed to do a fat line or three, but all she had was what Michelle had put into her bullet earlier, which wasn't nearly enough, but it would need to do. "I need to get home," she whispered, still looking straight ahead.
 
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"You need to do exactly what I tell you," Tommy sneered. "Otherwise, there are some twenty mp3 files of different parts of your little confession that will go out to the whole damn school. Do you understand? You're my slave now, got it?"
 
Andrea nodded, realizing just how little room for error she had in this situation. If she fucked up at all, everyone would know her secrets.

She wiped at her eyes, not wanting to let him see her cry.
 
Tommy reached over and grabbed her hair again. He yanked back hard, knocking her head against the headrest.

"Slave, when I ask you a question, you respond with yes or no Master," he growled. "Is that clear?"
 
Andrea whimpered loudly when he grabbed her hair, pulling hard, her head hitting against the headrest. "Yes Master, it's clear" she responded, trembling next to him in the car.
 
"That's much better," he said, releasing her from his grasp. "Now, give me your phone and rub all that jism into your skin," he demanded, with a smirk, holding out his hand.
 
Andrea exhaled, her body relaxing slightly when he let go of her. She tried desperately to regain her composure. She cringed at his next instructions, but responded "yes Master," and picked up her phone from next to her on the seat and apprehensively handed it to him before closing her eyes and rubbing his cum into her skin.
 
Tommy took her phone and started going through it. He dialed his number into it, saved it under the name "Master" and then called his own phone with it. He saved her number in his phone as "slave" and then handed it back to her. He watched her as she finished rubbing his cum into her skin.

"Now get the fuck out of here you little bitch," he said, and spat on her.
 
Andrea took her phone back from Tommy and winced as he spat on her after telling her to get out. "Yes Master," she whispered before struggling to find the handle to open the door. She picked up her keys off of the floorboard and scrambled out of the car, quickly getting back into hers and locking the doors before even keying the ignition.

She put her car in drive and quickly left the parking lot, making her way across town to her house. When she got home she went upstairs to her bathroom and took a shower, scrubbing at her face until she finally felt clean.

After changing into baggy sweats and a tank top, she cleaned up the rest of the house before going to bed. Her mom would be home in the morning and her brother was coming home the next day. That thought terrified her, how would she get away from Andrew if Tommy wanted her for something? She needed to make sure she had some way to escape the fucked up mess at home or the entire school would know her secrets.
 
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