Blackmailed. Part 7 [Oral, M/MM, Pee]

Part 7

“You like?”

“Yes Miss”

“You’ve got some way to go before you earn the chance to put your hands there”

“I know Miss”

She starts moaning loudly I continue to look, almost as much as I’m checking the road.

“That’s enough fun for you. Eyes ahead please and put the mirror back”

I do as I’m told and do my best to concentrate on my driving.

I hear more moaning. She’s clearly enjoying herself and I only get to hear it. her sounds comes to a crescendo and is followed by loud breathing. She leans forward in her seat stretching out her hand and wiping her damp fingers over my face. I can smell her pussy and it sends shivers down my spine. Only a few minutes until we arrive at our destination we enter a small town. The satnav dire ts us down a small road eventually leading us to what looks like some kind of spa.

“Here we are. A little treat from me to you”

“Er ok. Thankyou Miss”

“All girls need to be spoiled some days darling”

We park up and walk in.

Blackmailed. Part 6 [F-Dom, Humi, Blkml]

Part 6

Off we trot. Walking in and heading straight for the lingerie section. Which is surprising large.

She tells me to grab a basket on our way.

She starts to pick out some thongs, lacy french knickers, high waisted ones. They’re all frilly, pink, red, some black but all very feminine. Over to the bras, she picks out more in the size we had been advised and she threw some extra stockings in for good measure.

The basket is getting quite full. I’ve no idea how much it will come to. Or where on earth I’m going to put it all.

As if on queue. “Don’t worry dear, you’ll keep most of them at mine. We’d best get you some everyday ones too” she chuckles.

I have momentary sense of panic as a helpful staff member makes her way over to use. She’s in her 50s at least, although still very attractive.

“May I help at all”

“Possibly. My husband here likes to wear lingerie. Perhaps more than I do. He hasn’t quite got the figure for it. What would you recommend? Something sexy ideally” she laughs.

Blackmailed. Part 5 [F-Dom, Crossdressing, Humiliation]

Part 5

I beat the wife home and ran inside to get changed and showered. The evening went by in a blur. I was consumed by the events of the day.

My phone vibrated. A message and a picture along with it from her. It was me with the first cock in my mouth. “Just in case you were getting cold feet . Make sure your cage is on tomorrow”

“Yes Miss”

Then I deleted it straight away.

The next day I showered and headed into town. Meeting her at the car park. She looked stunning again.

“Right time to take me to lunch sissy boy”

“Ok what do you fancy”

“Oh I’m easy, let’s find an Italian”

She led me to an expensive looking pizzeria and sat down.

“So tell me how you’re feeling about it all now you’ve had time to think?”

“Honestly. I enjoyed it, but I don’t think I want it again”

“Oh are you sure?” I felt her stocking covered foot run up my thighs under the table. She made her way to the cage and caressed my imprisoned cock with her toes. My eyes rolled up as I moaned with pleasure.

Blackmailed. Part 4 [F-Dom, M/MM+, M/F]

Part 4

I can’t see anything. I can’t move. My arse is on display and my mouth accessible. I feel like some kind of prey, surrounded by predators. Except I’m not going to get eaten.

Fuck here goes.

“Look at this faggot”

“I’ll send some photos to my group see who’s coming”

“I assume we don’t need johnnies?”

“I’ll go first then”

I feel a cock at my arse. He pushes and enters easily. Perhaps the other fucking today has done me a favour.

“Ohhh yeh it’s tight boys. Well it is for now at least” I hear laughing and then a cock at my lips. I feel a cock by my right hand and I grab out assuming that’s what they wanted. I have some movement in the cuffs to start wanking it. Feeling it grow harder in my hand as the cocks inside me starting pumping harder. Soon a cock slips into my left hand. Oh god. I shouldn’t be enjoying this, but I am. My cock is straining against the cage.

Blackmailed. Part 3 [F-Dom]

Part 3

“You will not cum until I tell you! Understand slut? If you do I’ll make you regret it”

“Yes Miss”. I say with absolutely no confidence.

She gets down between my legs and pulls down the pink thong holding my hard dick in place. Her face hovers over my cock. I can feel her breath on it. Oh fuck. There’s no way I can last. She licks up and down slowly and gently. I moan loudly.

“I didn’t say you could moan like a little bitch did I?”

“No Miss. Sorry Miss”

She slaps my cock hard. Fuck that hurt, but I’m still rock hard.

“Seems someone liked that. Let’s see if he likes this”

She takes my cock almost all the way into her mouth. Deep into her throat. My god I think. She has some serious skills. She carries on, easing off and playing with the head of my cock with her tongue and then back into her throat. I can feel her nose on my stomach.

“I can’t take much more Miss”

“I said no. Remember I’ll make you regret it. Or maybe you won’t you pervert” she laughs.

Blackmailed. Part 2 [F-Dom]

Part 2

A million thoughts are currently going through my mind. Mostly what the fuck have I got myself into. Also, why is my cock still hard?!

I’m driving back home when she calls me.

“How do you feel?”

“Honestly? I don’t know what’s going on and I think this is a really bad idea”

“Are you hard?”

“Yes Miss”

“There you go then. Remember what I said. It didn’t take much to search through your phone and find your Facebook. Your wife. Your friends list. Do they know you like cock?” She laughs an evil laugh. I remain silent. I’m secretly terrified, but still turned on. What the fuck is wrong with me?!

“I didn’t think so. So while you’re on a roll. I’m texting the next address. Pull over and put it in your satnav. I don’t think it’ll take you any more than 15 mins to get there so get a move on”

I pull over and check. She’s right. 14 minutes. But what am I walking into now? This isn’t just silly, It’s bordering dangerous. What if she’s telling the truth? What if she has managed to track me down, obtain all of my details and is prepared to share my indiscretions? This is way out of hand. My cock has taken over my decision making again and I’ve put the address in.

Blackmailed [F-Dom, Blkml, MM]

Part 1

I was a shy, submissive and not that experienced bi guy. I messaged her on online. She was local and looking for younger bi guys for meets.

I opened with the usual hi this is me and I’m a submissive bi guy open to to most things and kinks.

She replied. Great I thought.

“How submissive are you then?”

What an open question.

Very, I replied. Try me.

I will, she said. Give me your swingers log in and password. This is a bit odd I thought. But she was verified aswell and I did want a Domme. I duly obliged and waited to see what she had in mind.

“Give me your number” she messaged. I did.

She rang me shortly after. I was on the spot now. I get very nervous talking to new people. Let alone in a sexual manner.

“Hello” she said. She had a husky, yet commanding voice.

“Hi” i replied.

“Hi who?” she replied.

“Hi…..Miss?”

“Better, listen here subby. If you want to be mine you’re going to have some hoops to jump through. Do you understand?”

Cum Walk Home from Work [MF]

At the time of this happening we lived a short walk from where we both worked.

We had both just come off a double shift at work and had spent a lot of the day entertaining ourselves by teasing each other, sending saucy texts and some light groping in the staff room or on break. It was early hours of the morning and we started walking home.

We were walking down a path leading to our estate when she said “Fuck it. I can’t wait” and stopped me in my tracks. Pushing me against a nearby wall she starts blowing me and rubbing herself. At first I was nervous about someone coming past, but because if the time it was I quickly got more into it and started fucking her mouth hard. It wasn’t long before I knew I was close, but I was well aware she does not like me cumming in her mouth.

I told her I was close and she instantly pulled her head away, but continued to stay on her knees playing with herself. She just looked up at me waiting. I took that as permission to finish so I took my cock in hand and jerked off. I came over her face and in her hair. A lot dropping onto her uniform. She stood up and pulled her hand out of trousers, took my hand, smiled and started walking home again.

The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 9 (Final) [Forced] [F/F] [F/M] [Oral] [Pegging] [Pee]

Part 9

The tearful creature on the floor in front of me tentatively opens her mouth wide and moves her head to the tip of my cock. As I slip between her lips I feel a powerful urge to grab her and thrust in deep, but I hold off. The look of her submission as I slowly stretch her mouth ever so wider makes me wet, I love the power I hold over her. More and more of my cock disappears into her mouth and the more and more she shakes as she starts to choke. I push myself as far as she can take, her face almost close enough to bury itself into my pubes. As her water filled eyes start to roll back I pull back and with a torrent of spit following I remove my cock from the hole. The woman collapses forwards, coughing and spluttering, my cock dripping her saliva onto the back of her head.

The Night my Life Truly Began. Part 8 [Forced] [M/MM]

Part 8

Inside the house I am led down into the basement, before I even get to the bottom of the stairs I can hear what is going on. The sound of a man crying and pleading to be let go echoes up the stairs. I take a deep breath and step into the barely lit room, with no furniture other than a mirror leaning against the wall. My eyes fixate on the sight before me, a man who looks like he has been there for some time. On all fours on the bare concrete floor with one of the group of men surrounding him thrusting in and out of his arse. The victim looks at me and hope seems to rekindle believing I’m here to help. This is short lived as another man moves between us and shoves his cock into the poor man’s mouth. In the corner is a woman on her knees, her face held in position and forced to watch her husband’s humiliation. Tear stained makeup pouring down her face. It’s feels odd seeing my almost exact situation from the point of view of the rapists.