**Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 8**
Jenny obediently on the hard wood bench, facing the large fountain in the middle of the indoor mall.
She had arrived early, spending the fifteen minutes before the required meeting time pacing nervously. She glanced back down at her phone, checking the time and the texts she had received that morning.
“Meet me at Genview at noon. You will be seated on the bench facing the fountain. You will not turn around to look at me until I instruct you to. You will obey all of my commands.”
“I will be there,” Jenny had responded.
“Good. I want you to wear some lingerie and a coat.” There was a minute before the stranger clarified. “Only the lingerie, the coat, and some shoes. That is all.”
“Yes,” Jenny replied, tersely. There was no response.
Jenny sighed as she sat there, waiting for the numbers on her phone to change. 11:58. 11:59.
She turned her head slightly, looking at the groups of people milling around. The fountain was placed near the food court, which was growing quite popular around lunchtime.
“Keep your head forward,” a voice said from behind her. A female voice.
Jenny obediently looked straight ahead, her mind racing. She knew that voice from somewhere.
“I’m glad to see you came. Not that you had much of a choice about it.” She sounded young. And bratty.
Jenny felt the stranger’s hand on her shoulder. She had to force herself to continue looking forward as the hand moved its way up her neck. Jenny felt the fingers start to lightly play with her hair.
“Wh-What do you want from me?” Jenny asked, quietly.
She heard a quick laugh. “Well. One thing in particular, but I think we’re going to need to work up to that. For now, I just want to test out exactly how obedient you are. Based on what I saw from Mike’s window, I think you’re an obedient slut. Isn’t that right?”
Jenny didn’t respond. Suddenly, the fingers that were lightly playing with her hair grabbed hard, pulling her head back sharply. A small yelp escaped from Jenny’s lips.
“I said – Isn’t that right? Aren’t you an obedient slut?”
“Y-yes,” Jenny said, tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes.
“Good girl.” The hand in her hair relaxed, and Jenny straightened her head, looking forward again. The hand moved down, pulling her long coat up a couple inches to provide a small window of light on her lingerie.
Jenny put on a lacy black bra and thong. She did not want to disappoint whoever had that picture.
“And you wore what I requested. Good,” the feminine voice said behind her. The hand moved back to Jenny’s head, playing with her hair again.
“I-I don’t want you showing anyone that picture,” Jenny said. “Please.”
The stranger laughed again. “I don’t think that’s up to you anymore. But I will say – if you please me and give me everything that I want, I will keep your little secret.”
There was a slight pause. “Well – I will keep your secret up until you stop pleasing me. Do you know what that means for you?”
“Yes,” Jenny said. “It means I will not stop pleasing you.”
“Good girl,” the voice said. “Now. Get up, turn around, and see who you will be serving.”
Jenny took a deep breath, rising to her feet, feeling the fingers slip back out of her hair. She turned, seeing the small blond girl behind her. And she gasped.
“G-Gabby?”
Gabby smirked at Jenny. “I can’t believe you didn’t recognize my voice. That shows how shitty of a neighbor you really are.”
“Now come,” Gabby said, holding out a hand. “I need you to please me and submit before you may leave.”
Jenny slowly reached out her hand, taking Gabby’s soft and perfectly manicured fingers in her own. And followed behind her as she was led through the mall.
Gabrielle Parker was Jenny’s neighbor. Well, it was her parents who owned the house next door, so Jenny had gotten to see Gabby grow into the beautiful – and bratty – nineteen year old girl that was currently leading her through the mall. Jenny had never really liked Gabby. It seemed like she always had a knack for wearing skimpy bikinis and sunbathing outside when Nathan was doing yard work.
But Jenny didn’t have much time to dwell on that. In fact, Jenny barely was able to focus on her own thoughts as she followed Gabby through the crowds, pulled by her arm toward a more isolated part of the mall. Jenny was jerked quickly to the left as Gabby led her into the women’s restroom.
Gabby pulled her past the rows of stalls – some occupied – to the last one, a larger handicapped stall, where she forced Jenny in, following behind to lock the door.
“Ah, what a perfect place to demonstrate your submission to me,” Gabby said quietly, taking a step toward Jenny. “Now, take off your coat and let me see you.”
Jenny did as she was told. She was wearing black lingerie, with a pair of block heels. She stood, eyes down, as the young woman walked around her, pinching and poking at her body.
“Good enough,” Gabby said, stopping in front of her. “Now, get on your knees.”
Again, Jenny did as she was told, falling to her knees on the cold restroom floor.
Gabby smirked down at her. “Now. Lick the floor.”
“W-what?” Jenny asked.
“You heard me.” Gabby reached out, grabbing a handful of Jenny’s hair, pulling her head back forcefully. “Lick the floor like a good little bitch. Or else I’ll text the picture to your husband.”
Jenny knelt there for a minute before slowly – ever so slowly – leaning forward. She froze inches from the floor, taking a steadying breath, before sticking out her tongue to brush against the cool tile.
“Ewww!” Gabby said, squealing slightly. “You’re such a dirty bitch.”
She grabbed Jenny’s face, forcing her to stare into Gabby’s bright blue eyes. “I want you to address me as Miss. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Miss,” Jenny said.
“Now, take off my panties.”
Jenny’s hands slid up Gabby’s smooth thighs. Her body was – well – it was perfect, and Jenny couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Her hands moved up beneath Gabby’s pink skirt, feeling her firm ass, and grabbed her small pink thong. Jenny slid it down, making sure not do drop it onto the dirty floor, and handed it to Gabby.
“Good girl,” Gabby said, taking her thong and putting it on top of Jenny’s coat, which was laying crumpled on the ground. “Now. Lick my pussy. Make me cum.”
Jenny took another deep breath. “Yes, Miss.”
Jenny’s hand lifted Gabby’s skirt, revealing her shaved pussy. It was already slightly wet in anticipation. Jenny leaned forward, sticking out her tongue, and slowly licked Gabby’s pussy.
Gabby tilted her head back, exhaling. Then she stared down at Jenny. “Well? Are you going to continue, bitch?”
“Yes, Miss,” Jenny said. She returned her attention to Gabby’s pussy.
She slowly continued to lick and kiss it. Jenny looked up, nervously toward Gabby.
“What, bitch?” Gabby asked. “Have you never eaten someone out before?”
Jenny looked down at the ground and shook her head. “No, Miss.”
Jenny felt Gabby grab a fistful of her hair, forcing her lips back onto Gabby’s pussy. Gabby began to grind on her face, saying “Lick it, bitch. It’s not that hard to understand. You have a fucking pussy – you should know what feels good.”
Jenny obediently continued to eat Gabby out, paying particular attention to the clitoris.
“Mmmmmm, fuck yeah.” Gabby said, forcing Jenny back down onto her pussy. “Lick me, you little slut.”
Jenny heard Gabby start to breathe faster. She continued licking and kissing the same spot, doing her best to please her. To make her happy with Jenny.
“Oh, fuck,” Gabby said, softly. Jenny could feel Gabby’s thighs clench on the side of her head.
Gabby came, moaning out as Jenny licked her pussy. Jenny felt her body shake with pleasure as she continued to eat her out. Finally, Gabby grabbed Jenny’s hair, pulling her head back.
“Good girl,” Gabby said, her face flushed in pleasure. She reached out and stroked Jenny’s cheek lightly with her fingers. “I am looking forward to much more of this.”
“Thank you, Miss,” Jenny said. She began to stand up, but Gabby kept a firm hand on her shoulders, keeping her on her knees.
“You may not stand up yet, slut,” Gabby said, pulling her skirt back down and putting her pink thong back on, using Jenny’s shoulder to help balance. “I want to make clear what exactly I want from you.”
“Yes, Miss,” Jenny said.
Gabby smiled. “I want your husband to fuck me.”
There was a long pause. Jenny looked up at the Gabby, who smirked down at her. “Y-you want…”
“To fuck your husband, yes,” Gabby said. “I want to make him cheat on you. And I will make you help me, without him knowing.”
Gabby gathered her things, leaving Jenny stunned on the floor.
“Though, I may let you lick his cum out of my pussy, if you’re a good girl.” Gabby giggled to herself as she left.
Jenny sat, kneeling on the hard floor of the bathroom.
After a minute, Jenny rose to her feet, locking the door to the stall. She sat back down, feeling tears in her eyes again. She began to wipe them away, but froze. For the first time that day, she reached down to touch her pussy through the fabric of her black thong.
And it was soaked through.
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