Tag: Blackmail

My [M] dirty talking co-worker [F] always gets what she wants [dirty-talk] [blkmail] [reluc]

Note: This story came about because I really like sexually aggressive girls and dirty talkers. I joked to myself that a girl who had both characteristics could make me do pretty much anything. And that’s how this story came about.

Warning: This story treats infidelity and bending of consent in a consequence-free and rewarding context so we can explore our kinks. If you think you’d be offended by that, please skip.

Everyone is over 18 and this is purely fiction.

I’d love a dirtypenpal – if you want to build out this or another story let me know.

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The wife and kids were in bed and I was staying up late, trying to have a breather from the busy week. Nothing was on TV but i was watching it anyway. My phone buzzed.

>Hey

Hi Nicole, how can i help you

>Stop being so professional

Do you want to play a game?

>No, I’m busy now, can i help you with something?

No you’re not you’re watching TV
Or playing video games or something
Come on play my game

>no thanks

pleeeeease? It’ll be quick. Read more »

The Centaur Queen: Part 2 [MF] [arguably bst]

[Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ow2mcf/the_centaur_queen_part_1_mf_arguably_bst/)

*Took a little longer than expected to get this ready for posting but here we go! Part 3 should be along in the next week. Also, a big fuck you to New Reddit, bane of my existence, for (among other things) changing the way formatting works. Not gonna bother fixing all of this so sorry if there’s weird line breaks or whatever.*

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Ellara, Centaur Queen of Fairland, clopped along absentmindedly at the head of the royal entourage. A couple months into her marriage and ascension to the throne, she still had yet to find a passion for the monarchic lifestyle. The endless days of nothingness in royal court, the unceasing succession of banquets and galas, the inescapable elbow-rubbing and brown-nosing day after day… Ellara felt she probably ought to be thankful for her life of privilege, but all she ever felt was trapped in that dull old stone box they called a castle. And yet, as they crested the hill, she suddenly remembered there were at least some things she could enjoy the life of a Queen.

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The blackmail [MF] PART 3

Reading this message, I started feeling dizzy. I could not believe my eyes. How could this be possible!? I begged for him not to do this to me but he did not change his mind. Instead he proceeded to tell me how much of a bad slut I had been and how he had only one desire; to punish me. He started calling me all kinds of names. Slut. Whore. Cunt. This was the first time I ever saw him angry. I was really scared.

He video called me. At first I did not want to answer, but he threatened me again. I had no other choice. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. I was angry, desperate. I wanted it to stop but instead he told me to take off my clothes.

I had absolutely no say in the matter. I was wearing a tshirt with no bra underneath, tight shorts and panties. At first I try to reason with him. Telling him that I was sorry and that I would be a good girl from now on but this did not help my case. He told me to shut up and take my clothes off. Read more »

The blackmail [FM] PART 2

After the 2nd session, I did not hear from him for a week. I kept checking my phone, hoping he had messaged me. I was restless, impatient and horny. I checked his profile a few times a day, trying to see if he had posted anything new. I was hooked. I managed to resist touching myself on the first 2 days, but not having any news of him, I simply caved in. I started playing with myself, fingering myself, just like he had taught me, re reading out messages, re living that moment. I felt so naughty, so slutty, yet I could not stop myself.

When he finally messaged me a week later, I could not contain my excitement. I was so happy he was back! I told him how much I missed him, I told him how naughty I had been during his absence. How sorry I was for not behaving but I was ready for any punishment he deemed necessary. Read more »

A crisis of faith

Monica closed the door behind her and let out a sigh, that familiar feeling of relief that she gets weekly taking hold. Some people see a therapist to unload their baggage. Their therapist knowing more about them than their most intimate friends and family. Not Monica. Monica has been giving confession right here since she was a kid. She was baptized, confirmed, and married, all in the same church. There sitting next to the confessional kneeler was Father Egan. He sat in his robes waiting patiently for Monica to approach the kneeler and give her confession like she had for hundreds of Sundays in the past. Father Egan knew everything about Monica. He knew her parents. He knew her husband. He knew her kids. He knew the first lie she ever told. Well, not the first, but the one she told him at her first confession. That she lied about where she had gone one day to her mother, telling her that she had gone to the park on her bicycle, but that in actuality she ridden into town, which she wasn’t supposed to do because there were no sidewalks to ride on and it was much too dangerous. Read more »

The blackmail (FM) PART 1

Hello reader, this will be quite a long one. In order for me to explain how the blackmail happened, I would first like to tell you how it all started.

It started a few months ago. I was bored out of my mind, scrolling on my phone, when I first saw his post. He was promising a good time but he wanted someone who would completely give him control.

I read the post twice, found myself typing a reply, but quickly erased it. I closed the app and threw my phone on the bed, next to me. I was a good girl, what was I thinking! This was definitely not for me! I tried to keep myself busy, but my mind kept cycling back to that post. I was too curious, so I caved in. I messaged the author, asking what he meant exactly. He replied instantly. Telling me he wanted to find a slut willing to do absolutely anything he wanted. Something about the way he said it really turned me on. I told him I was willing to give it a try, but this would be my first time. So he agreed to start slow. Read more »

[MF] Flying my college ex out during the pandemic to relive some memories

I got carried away writing up the backstory up to this – I’m equal parts ashamed and proud of pulling it off so I had to type it all out.

I live in NYC and back in the beginning of the pandemic I was getting really bored, and ended up making some pretty good bad-decisions. This is one of them.

Just for context, I’m in my late twenties, I work in finance, I for sure make the world a worse place, and as a result I make really good money. I don’t mean for this story to read like a male power-fantasy but it is kind of exactly what happened.

I’m 6’0 on the dot, I have a personal trainer that keeps me in relatively good shape, and I’ve spent a good deal of my finance money on some high quality tattoos and tailored clothing, so I tend to have a look that works well for at least some women. (I promise I also give money to charity but we’re not here to talk ethics…) Read more »

The IT Guy (Part 3) [femdom] [reluctance] [BDSM] [M4F]

*********This is the 3rd and possibly final installment of a sort of office blackmail series in which the protagonist is persuaded to service the office ladies. Hope you enjoy this one….and please, let me know in the comments if you think this series needs to continue. Otherwise, I’m gonna be on the prowl for the next great erotica story. Suggestions/scenarios are always welcome!************

That night, I slept good. Maybe it was because I’d just had actual sex for the first time. Maybe it was because I’d already serviced two of the office girls and my confidence was starting to build. Or maybe my subconscious was just eager to relieve itself all over my dreams.

Either way, I woke up the next day with a lazy smile on my face. I had spent the night floating in a surreal world of endless titties and vaginas, a mob of half naked women pursuing me. In the end, they had caught me, piled on top of me, buried me in their beautiful, sensuous bodies.

I got to work that afternoon not really even thinking too much about what Amy had in mind for me. She had written question marks on the calendar, but I just kind of figured that meant she didn’t know what she wanted at the time. She would decide tonight. Read more »

An Uneasy Proposition [MF][Dom/Sub][Blackmail] Part 4

All characters are 18+. Please leave your comments and feedback below! Thanks!

**P.S.** the bold and italicized text is someone’s thoughts/inner monologue, but can also be external actions.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/olaqbs/an_uneasy_proposition_mfdomsubblackmail_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/on2k8c/an_uneasy_proposition_mfdomsubblackmail_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/osfhjt/an_uneasy_proposition_mfdomsubblackmail_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Here is the background. This is a fictional story.

**Jessica**: F21. Main female of the story. 5’2″, blonde, c cup, petite, slender, athletic, great ass. Slutty at times, but loyal.

**Ben**: M18. Main male of the story. 6’1″, athletic build, brown hair, Kelly’s boyfriend.

**Kelly**: F18. Jessica’s younger sister. 5’4″, blonde, c cup, carefree, Ben’s girlfriend.

**Setting**: *Jessica and Kelly’s house*

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*Theatrics and the new normal*

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Jessica paced around her room. She had gone through her morning routine and was now wearing a pink thong and a long tee. She had no intention of exposing herself half naked openly, even if her appearance now would only give the impression of it.

“Just how the hell did this happen?” She angrily muttered under her breath as her stomach began to growl. Read more »

[FFM] My brothers genius tech. (Mind control, incest)

(All characters are 18+)

My brother is a genius. His tech is literally going to change the world. I mean, it already has in a way. Everyone is using his VR headsets and he’s a millionaire several times over. Me, well I didn’t get his smarts that’s for sure. That’s why I’m crashing at his house after my asshole boyfriend cheated on me.

I’m not there all the time of course. A girls has got to get away from it all. Especially [Emma](https://postimg.cc/JGzJMnrk). My brother’s latest girlfriend. He gets through them so fast, each one only lasting a month or so. This one’s just like all the rest, starting off so sweet and naive and then revealing her true colours as an easy slut.

I don’t know how he does it. He simply has the worst luck. Like tonight I know he’s off to visit a farm that he goes to ‘get away from it all’. His girlfriend is at home. I know cause I can hear her moaning when I sneak back into the house.

“Oh fuck. Oh master yes. Breed me. Make me your bitch.” Read more »