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I’m (20f) working on a story, made up of a mixture of personal experiences and fears and fantasies. I haven’t started writing it (that seems to make it too real!) but have been plotting it out. Intrigued to get people’s opinions.
Warning: this is probably more extreme than most are into so I would appreciate no comments on that (unless you like it of course!) but more interested in the psychology of where I want to take it.
***SHOCK***
I felt the all familiar electric current go through my sensitive nipples causing me to writhe in pain….and pleasure.
I bit my lip trying to suppress my groan and keep any expletives from exiting my mouth. My nails dug into the table and my legs slapped together which caused the devices vibrating on and in me to be stronger eliciting me to experience a small orgasm.
‘GOD YES!!!!’ I thought to myself as I experienced the growing delicious mix of pain and pleasure.
I opened my eyes trying to look mad at my *admirer* going by the name Miles Beisos as I don’t want him to know I had enjoyed my obvious *teaching*.
WHAT???
No I don’t **enjoy** getting shocked on my most sensitive places ok!!!
It’s not my fault my *tormentor* was mixing pain and pleasure confusing my brain which was what.
It’s not!!!
And it’s not **my** fault **my** body was enjoying it.
It’s only responding to how it was programmed. OK!
Ok I’ll admit that I wanted it to happen again…..and again…..ok yes I enjoy it.
I have a erotic fantasy about dad staging a burglary and finding the whole family home, The burglar forces them all to perform sex acts on each other to avoid being hurt while he records them to use as blackmail so they wont report him to the police. If they do he sends the videos to all their friends family coworkers and church members. They are all stripped and then dad is being forced to take his daughter and her doing everything she is told to everyone in the house then being used by both dad and burglar at same time in front of family? Then to keep it up the family must send videos every month to avoid the tapes going out. What is your family structure? Dad, mom, dau, son, two dau ? Hummm ages and what would you want to happen? Is this a fantasy or something that has been set up by dads before irl? message me and lets talk this through…
I sat down across the table from my *admirer* getting my first look at the man.
He wasn’t overly gorgeous as he looked, in my opinion, quite unremarkable. But some how I knew this man who tormented and teased me for so long held an element of power in his demeanor.
He had nice short curly brown hair that sat flatly on his head. He had a thick beard that made his jaw line stand out. His piercing green eyes stared at me with a look of hunger I was all too familiar with.
The man was wearing a nice suit. Didn’t look too flashy nor too horrible. I wasn’t sure if it expensive or not but I was assuming it was with all the money, if he was my *admirer*, he had been throwing at me.
He smiled his dazzling white teeth at me through his beard causing me to want to melt, “So glad we can finally meet Bella.”
I blushed but tried to remain focused, “And you must be my *admirer*.”
He started laughing at the very mention of me calling him my *admirer*. It was a better term than *tormentor* or *teaser*.
Part 1 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mxm36y/the_time_my_21f_got_blackmailed_by_my_little/) | Part 2 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n02v98/the_time_my_21f_got_blackmailed_by_my_little/) | Part 3 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n0gdwz/the_time_my_21f_got_blackmailed_by_my_little/)
The last to this series of short stories. Feel free to suggest topics for the next story
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Part 4
Sunday morning I woke up just before noon to an empty house. My mom left me a text saying she left with my dad to go shopping and Ricky had gone out this morning. I felt at peace knowing I had the place to myself. After getting some breakfast, I took a long bath. It felt amazing to sit in silence as my body soaked in the warm water. Then I met up with a few friends to hang for a few hours since it was the last day of our break. The day seemed to fly by us. Soon enough, it was time for me to go back home before it got too late. I did not want to be tired on the first day back to class.
Part 1 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mxm36y/the_time_my_21f_got_blackmailed_by_my_little/) | Part 2 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n02v98/the_time_my_21f_got_blackmailed_by_my_little/)
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Saturday I spent my entire day paranoid about when Ricky would come requesting his third favor from me. I saw him a couple of times in passing through the house but he did not say a word. Around 11 pm I began to wonder if he was even going to go through with it. By midnight I had passed out after wasting a whole day waiting around for him. The last thing I remember doing was turning off the tv before falling asleep.
“W-w-what time is it?” I asked as I was suddenly woken from my sleep. Ricky was standing over me as my eyes tried to adjust to the dark room. Then I could hear him walking away.
“It is almost 3 am I think,” he said before blinding me with the flash of light when he flicked the switch on.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I angrily shouted while trying to cover my face with a blanket to shield the bright light.
Part 1 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mxm36y/the_time_my_21f_got_blackmailed_by_my_little/)
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PART 2
The next day I woke around 11 am hoping that last night was just a bad dream. Unfortunately, I knew that I was wrong because my blanket was still in the corner of my bedroom. Quickly, I wanted to get it washed before my mom randomly decided to clean it and see the giant cum stain on the edge. With the blanket in my hands, I went downstairs to the laundry room. Luckily, I did not my little brother on the way down. I did not want to face him yet. A part of me hoped he felt bad and would ignore me until our spring break was over. After throwing the blanket in the washing machine, I went back to my room to get ready for the day.
The separating glass rolled down as the driver spoke, “The gentleman who reserved this ride has requested you wear this,” as his hand reached back to show me a jewelry box.
Gentleman?
Well that was definitely a clue but not much of one.
I moved the long distance from the back seat all the way to the front where the driver was and grabbed the box immediately feeling the velvet fuzzy feeling all jewelry boxes have.
I opened the box and what was inside immediately took my breath away.
Inside was a super sparkly necklace instantly making the inner female in me smile with glee.
The necklace looked like it was real white gold and in the center looked like a tear drop diamond surrounded by small diamonds surrounding it.
It was breathtaking and mesmerizing.
I took a closer look at the center piece and I could have sworn it was spinning it was that sparkling.
I moved to the back still mesmerized by the sparkling object deftly held in my hands.
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Part 1
During my second year in college, I was staying at home with my family to save money. This left me living with both of my parents and worst of all, my annoying little brother. College was tough to keep up with my grades because of the workload and amount of invites I got to party or hang with friends. I tried to split my time up evenly for fun and school work but was not very disciplined. My grades were starting to slip early in the semester. By the time spring break was coming up, I was basically failing most of my classes. I knew that I was close to being kicked out by the dean for flunking out. This ruined my spring break plans since I needed to stay home to hide the grades coming in the mail. Luckily my parents worked 9 to 5 on the weekdays so I would be the only responsible one home. My brother would likely be asleep until the afternoon anyway.
Jerry sat at the large round table in the kitchen of his home eating a bowl of cereal. It was early still, just after 6am on summer Thursday morning. Jerry was 15, tall for his age at 6’1, and athletic from playing baseball every year since he was 7. He had short cropped dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Girls never really noticed him, mainly because he kept to himself. He emanated misanthropy so the girls at school tended to steer clear of him, but he watched them. He kept to the background, secretly lusting for their young bodies; to pin one of them down and fuck them until his balls were dry. Jerry lived with his parents and 19-year-old sister. He avoided them at any cost, which was why he was up at 6am eating breakfast so that he could get back upstairs to his room before anybody woke up.