Tag: Blackmail

Dirty Professor [mF] [blackmail]

“You asked to see me, Professor Franklin?” I ask, walking into your office. I know exactly what you’ve called me here for, and I know how this is going to play out. I take the opportunity to admire your petite frame, briefly.

“Yes, Greg. Please sit down.” you say, peering over your glasses and gesturing to the chair on the opposite side of the desk. “I’m afraid I must inform you that you’ve failed my class. Your scores on the exams have been good, but you’ve neglected to turn in almost all your papers for the year. I also need to let you know that, as my class is mandatory for your major, this is going to cause your scholarships to be revoked.”

“I understand, professor. Before you submit my final grade, I think you should take a look at this.” I say, handing you a USB stick.

You look perplexed, but plug the drive into the laptop on your desk. Your eyes go wide as the folder on the drive opens. The drive contains dozens of videos, all of them of you masturbating.

“Wh-what is this?” you ask, shocked. Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 1 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

*Author’s note: Though this can be treated as a standalone, it is fully intended to be read after Having Some Brie, Cream & Coco, and Cherry on Top, which chronologically precede this story. This is your spoiler warning. Viewer discretion is advised.*

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“Are you sure you want me to put it in?” Jordan asked.

“I’m sure,” I mumbled, nodding a bit too emphatically.

“We could get in a lot of trouble for this,” he warned.

I pulled his shoulders closer in response, and his breathing quickened. He looked down at where we were about to become one. It looked intimidating, but I had to swallow any doubt. I wanted this. Not even my rational side was going to talk me out of it.

“I should be wearing a condom,” he said suddenly.

For some reason, a spike of panic lanced through my heart. “You keep making excuses,” I whispered, and his eyes widened. “Do you… not want to?”

“That’s totally not what I’m saying. Come on, you know that.” His voice was reassuring, and I wanted to believe him. He rested on his elbows so he could reach for me and tilt my chin up. “If you could even question how much I love you, then I must be doing something wrong.” Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 1 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

*Author’s note: Though this can be treated as a standalone, it is fully intended to be read after* [*Having Some Brie*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hoginz/having_some_brie_chapter_1_fm_incest_brothersister/)*,* [*Cream & Coco*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/izbppr/cream_coco_chapter_1_fm_incest_motherson/)*, and* [*Cherry on Top*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kt01jx/cherry_on_top_chapter_1_mf_incest_fatherdaughter/)*, which chronologically precede this story. This is your spoiler warning. Viewer discretion is advised.*

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“Are you sure you want me to put it in?” Jordan asked.

“I’m sure,” I mumbled, nodding a bit too emphatically.

“We could get in a lot of trouble for this,” he warned.

I pulled his shoulders closer in response, and his breathing quickened. He looked down at where we were about to become one. It looked intimidating, but I had to swallow any doubt. I wanted this. Not even my rational side was going to talk me out of it.

“I should be wearing a condom,” he said suddenly.

For some reason, a spike of panic lanced through my heart. “You keep making excuses,” I whispered, and his eyes widened. “Do you… not want to?”

“That’s totally not what I’m saying. Come on, you know that.” His voice was reassuring, and I wanted to believe him. He rested on his elbows so he could reach for me and tilt my chin up. “If you could even question how much I love you, then I must be doing something wrong.” Read more »

Groped, Blackmailed, Betrayed, [Blackmail], [Consensual MF] Epilogue

Earl helped her into the cart. As they rode back to their room he could tell she was quietly sobbing, her chest heaving again and again. He wisely didn’t try to make conversation, but as soon as they were in the room, she turned to him and said “Where were you ? I wasn’t supposed to be left there that long !!”. “sorry”, he started. “there was a bit of an issue with Dani. She started freaking out and it took a long time to settle her down. As it turns out she isn’t cut out for this sorta thing.” It was her first time as a paid escort. I have no idea where Bruce found her, but she told me she couldn’t take it anymore. She’s a single mother, trying to put a kid through school. The whole sex, nudist resort thing kinda shocked her system. I had intended to spend a little time with her, maybe fuck her. I went to their room, first off, to retrieve something, and I started hitting on her. I figured Bruce was fucking her. Anyway she started acting real strange. I had to calm her down and she took the opportunity to pack her things and leave. I stayed with her till a cab came to pick her up. Whatever Bruce got from her, he got for free. Read more »

Finding out my daughter is on the wrong end of a glory hole. (M/F)

“Bullshit!”

I couldn’t believe what my friend was telling me.

“I’m sorry Steve, but I’m not making this up. She was there, and she went in that booth, and then a line of about three guys took turns going in the other one. When they were done, she came out. I went and checked the booths out, and there was, no shit, a glory hole.”

I was devastated. My 18 year old daughter was on the working side of a gloryhole. A million questions were going through my head. How many times has she done this? Did she lose some kind of bet? Is she a whore? I dropped to the couch, barely able to process what my friend was telling me.

“I hid behind the racks of porn movies in the store, and she walked up to the clerk, and they handed her a fat wad of cash. And, Steve, to be honest, I have used that hole a time or two, and, well, um, I may have gotten sucked off by Lauren too. I don’t know for sure, but I feel guilty as hell.” Read more »

Claras Bar Debt [Extreme humiliation] [Non Con] [Piss play] [Bondage] [Throat Fucking] [Public Exhibition]

Claras mouth gagged as the stench of Urine, alcohol, and smoke filled her nostrils. Her eyes watered as the 7 inch member lodged inside her throat refused to give way as her nose pressed against the pubic hair of a stranger she never met before.

This had been Claras life for the past 2 weeks. Two weeks since her life of luxury had been flipped upon its head and she became nothing more then a mere cum and piss dumpster for greasy old men in this dingy old bar.

Prior to this Clara was a Con artist, and a damn good one at that. She prided herself on her seduction skills and her ability to con any man out of each and every dollar in his pocket. Her most recent endeavor was spiking mens drinks at a local bar and bringing them back to hotels with her.

By the time they’d reach the hotel room they would pass out before even being able to take her top off. Clara would simply smirk in satisfaction as she stripped her victim and searched their pockets for any and all cash they had. Read more »

She was so tired of waiting for the right Daddy to come along. Part 3 (DD/lg, noncon, role reversal)

I was awash in a see of confusion. I couldn’t reconcile all the warring sensations I was feeling. Physically, and emotionally. Sally’s warm wet mouth sucked hard around my cock. Her tongue lapped at the head, driving me crazy. At the same time, I could feel the aching pain coming from my ass, her lube and my fluids leaking where just minutes ago she was railing me balls deep with her big red strap on. I could still hear her bubbly personality, coaching me on, each time she thrust her big red dick deep inside of me. I could feel my guts wrench, “you’re doing so good, Daddy. My cock feels so good inside your ass, Daddy. It’ll be over soon, Daddy… just let it happen, Daddy. Give yourself to me. Just let it happen. Just let go. Let me have you.” And I did. I gave myself up to her. She broke me. Even if in my head I know this isn’t right. I don’t want to fight her. Read more »

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed, [Blackmail], [NC], [Bondage]. [MFM], [FF] PART15

As they were leaving, Earl turned to the others and said “See you around”, and winked at Bruce. Dani had disappeared in the bathroom, probably to brush her teeth after giving Earl a mediocre Blow Job. He thought to himself, ” Vicki could teach her a thing or two, may have to look into that”. When they got to the cart he turned to her and said “looks like the two of you had a good time”. Without looking his way she said “I don’t want to talk about it”. “Hmm…well, I must say I’d have rather been with you myself, Dani is willing enough, but she could use a good mentor”. The look in Vicki’s eyes as she turned to him said “fuck you”. It made him laugh out loud. Read more »

Groped,Betrayed, Blackmail, [NC], [Blackmail], PART 14

Earl let Vicki steer the boat back to the landing. It had been years since she had been sailing, but she picked up on it quickly. She felt proud of herself. She had never handled a craft this size before . At scout camp, all they had were small “sunfish” sail boats, strictly beginner crafts. After tying up, they showered at the outside shower on the dock, drying each other off with the provided towels. In spite of the situation, she found it an exhilarating feeling, being outside nude, with other people around and no one really noticing, except for the occasional admiring male. When she considered her body, she wondered why, but she had decided the guys were not, in fact, looking her over in disgust. As they rode back toward the resort, they passed a group of people playing horseshoes. Earl brought the cart to a screeching stop. “What a perfect sport to play naked,” he excitedly said. He took her by the hand and led her over to the pit. After explaining the rules, he handed her the set of horse shoes and had her take a turn. She didn’t come close to a ringer. Close may count in horseshoes, but she wasn’t even in the ballpark. She quickly suggested Earl stay and find some better players to join. She wanted some time to herself. To her surprise, he agreed, telling her to take the cart. She declined having never driven one before and besides it wasn’t much further to their room .
She walked alone down the path, naked as the day she was born. She was surprised to discover she wasn’t afraid, or self conscious about her nudity. She knew this whole thing was wrong, and she had been forced into it. She rationalized the way she felt by telling herself that. How many more days was it before she could return to her life, to her husband. How many more, or how few ? Read more »

Crude Justice [Public Humiliation] [Water-sports] [Extreme degradation] [Non con] [Body writing]

Claras mouth gagged as the stench of Urine, alcohol, and smoke filled her nostrils. Her eyes watered as the 7 inch member lodged inside her throat refused to give way as her nose pressed against the pubic hair of a stranger she never met before.

This had been Claras life for the past 2 weeks. Two weeks since her life of luxury had been flipped upon its head and she became nothing more then a mere cum and piss dumpster for greasy old men in a shitty old bar.

Prior to this Clara was a Con artist, and a damn good one at that. She prided herself on her seduction skills and her ability to con any man out of each and every dollar in his pocket. Her most recent endeavor was spiking mens drinks at a local bar and bringing them back to hotels with her.

By the time they’d reach the hotel room they would pass out before even being able to take her top off. Clara would smile in satisfaction as she stripped her victim and searched their pockets for any and all cash they had. Read more »