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Blackmailed By Her Neighbour - Katie gets passed around!

Part Two: Where Katie submits to the attentions of this crowd of dirty old men - and her knickers betray how much she's secretly loving it 😈

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Dinah Fyre: Erotica Wonderland
Jun 09, 2026
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I looked at Eric helplessly, tears now pouring down my cheeks. “What do you want?” I asked shakily.

“Same as I’ve always said, Katie. I just want you to be a good, obedient girl for us all this afternoon.”

“And what, exactly, does that mean?”

“Well, first of all, I think you should make sure that Brian here has a lovely birthday treat. Brian, what can Katie do for you? I’m sure she’d welcome the opportunity to show us all what a good girl she’s going to be. Wouldn’t you Katie?”

Through sobs, I looked around the room at them all, noticing with horror and resignation that their erect cocks were tenting all of their trousers, even ancient old Mickey. I didn’t have any alternative though. I’d be in trouble if Dave found out about the money, but that video would be the end of everything. What if they showed anyone else? I shuddered at the thought.

As if reading my mind, Eric said, “I wouldn’t hesitate too long, Katie. If you’re going to be our special girl, then we’ll make sure this video doesn’t fall into the wrong hands. And between us all, I’m sure we can come up with a financial arrangement that will take away that nasty debt of yours. Eventually.”

They all laughed again at this. Keith was now openly rubbing his cock through his trousers as he looked at me.

I had no choice. “Yes, Eric. I’ll be a good girl for you.”

“For all of us, Katie?”

I nodded with gritted teeth and the men all cheered.

“Good girl Katie. Now, why don’t you ask Brian what he’d like for his birthday? And make sure you ask him nicely.”

These fucking assholes. Turning to Brian, I smiled as sweetly as I was able and said “What would you like, Birthday Boy?”

His disgusting red face beamed at me. “I’d like a nice round of the bumps.”

“The bumps?”

“Yes, that’s a nice little birthday tradition, isn’t it?”

“You want me to give you the bumps?”

“No, Katie. The boys are going to give you the bumps, and I’m going to enjoy watching your little skirt fly up and down through the air and your tits jiggling about. And then you’re going to sit on my knee and give me a special birthday kiss.”

I felt sick. Whatever I’d imagined, this was worse.

Eric chided me, “Katie, you need to start appreciating this kind offer of ours and cheer the fuck up. None of us wants to look at you with that face on. Remember what a privilege we’re all affording you with our company. Or the deal’s off”

“Sorry, Eric.” I rearranged my features and smiled brightly at Brian. “I’d love to have the bumps, let’s do this!”

“Good girl,” he and Eric chorused approvingly.

The men closed in around me. Keith and Mickey took an arm each and Tony and Eric grabbed each of my legs. Before I knew it, I was up in the air, spread out, with Brian standing between my outstretched, shaking thighs.

“Lovely stuff,” Brian said, actually rubbing his hands together with glee. “Send her up, boys!”

They started hefting me up and down, laughing and braying as they did. My skirt flipped up immediately, giving them all a view of my tiny little knickers. I was pretty sure that my pussy lips were peeking out either side, my thong dislodged from the force of them bouncing me around.

Up and down they swung me, over and over again as they all hooted with excitement. I had no control over my body as they flung me about. I could feel my tits about to pop out of the dress, but couldn’t do anything about it, with each of my limbs in one of their meaty paws.

“Stop a second, lads,” I heard Brian say.

They relented and I was finally still again. I struggled in their grasp, trying to right myself. Suddenly, I felt Brian’s hands digging into each of my thighs, squeezing the tops of them and moving towards my knickers.

“It’s a lovely view she’s giving us all, but I think we can make it even better!” And with that, he tore my thong off my body as I shrieked in shock and dismay. He held it above his head in triumph, then raised it to his nose and inhaled deeply. I was so repulsed, but was powerless to resist.

“What’s this, eh Katie? Lads, her knickers are all wet!”

He held them up for everyone to see and, to my shame, there was a dark, wet patch, giving my arousal away.

Lewd comments poured out from each of them as I closed my eyes and tried to stop the latest humiliated tears from falling.

“Open your eyes, Katie,” said Eric. “You wouldn’t want to miss a minute of this, would you?”

I opened my eyes in time to see Brian tucking my shredded thong into his pocket. “Thanks for the present, Cocksucker Katie,” he said. “Let’s keep bumping her, boys!”

Legs spread, pussy now fully displayed to them all, they resumed their actions, but moving more slowly this time. Yet again, I found myself getting turned on from being displayed to them all and my treacherous pussy started creaming again. I prayed they wouldn’t notice.

After another couple of minutes, Brian told them to stop and I was carried over to one of the sofas and dumped onto it. Brian sat down beside me. “Now Katie,” patting his thigh, “why don’t you sit on my lap and give me that special kiss I wanted?”

Trying to rearrange what little clothing I still had on, I clambered onto his lap, his hard cock immediately pressing into my ass.

He untied the apron and tossed it onto the floor. Putting an arm around me, he pulled me even closer and pushed my thighs apart. “Look at this bald little cunt,” he said, his hand trailing down, cupping the whole of my pussy. “Are you a dirty little girl, with a bald little pussy, Katie? It feels lovely. Do you want to be my dirty little girl? Hmmm?”

“Yes, Brian. I’d love to be a dirty girl for you.” Shit, just saying this, I could feel my pussy juices starting to flow again. There was something about being totally powerless and at the mercy of these five guys who were so desperate to fuck me that was making me really fucking wet. Hopefully, he wouldn’t find out.

He started kissing and sucking on my neck, then whispering disgusting filth into my ear about how long he’d thought about fucking me and what a lucky boy he was to have such a sexy birthday treat. The hand around my shoulder moved down and he started groping my tit, then his other hand started burrowing into my cunt. He pushed 2 fingers straight into my pussy, then raised his head and said “Fucking hell boys, she’s soaking fucking wet.” Abruptly pulling his fingers out, he held them up and showed the men how they’d come away thickly coated in my wetness.

I was mortified and they all started calling out revolting things about my filthy little snatch and what a dirty little girl I was.

“Take your clothes off,” Brian said. “I want a proper look at you, and nasty little whores like you need to stop pretending that they’re modest.”

I looked around at them all, pleading with my eyes for them to relent.

“Do it,” Eric said. “Quickly. Before we do it for you.”

Oh Christ. Anything but that. Jumping up, making them all laugh again, I shimmied out of the dress and bra as quickly as I could and got back on Brian’s lap. He’d removed his trousers and I was only separated from his rock-hard cock by the thin fabric of his underpants.

“Spread your legs again,” he said, already pushing them apart with his hand.

I repositioned myself exactly as I had been and he moved his hand back to my tit and the other into my pussy. Thrusting two fingers in and out of me, he started to suck on my tits, alternating between them and slobbering across them, groaning and panting as he did.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this for a long fucking time, Katie. These pretty little tits of yours in my mouth.” He licked obscenely across my nipples, tongue lolling across them, utterly unconcerned that he was being witnessed by four of his friends as his fingers continued to move steadily in and out of me, the sticky sounds letting everyone in the room know that my pussy was loving every second of this.

He suckled and bit my tits and nipples for several minutes before raising his head, grabbing the back of my neck and forcing his mouth onto mine, his hot, wet tongue probing deeply past mine and down my throat. I almost gagged from the pressure and from the sick feeling that Brian Cleaver’s tongue was in my mouth. He kissed me brutishly for another couple of minutes, our combined spit running down my chin and pooling between my tits as his fingers stabbed relentlessly in and out of my pussy and his cock jerked up against my ass.

Finally, he pushed me away. “That’s enough for now. Who wants her next?”


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