You can buy it here: Blackmailed By Her Boss - Part One
I beckoned her towards me, “Come here.”
She complied, slowly getting to her feet on shaking legs and moving to stand beside me.
“Take off your blouse.”
She paused, trembling. I enjoyed watching her anguished little face, but I’d waited long enough to get a look at those pretty tits of hers.
“Did you not hear me, Carrie? You have ten fucking seconds to lose the blouse, or I’m calling the police and the next place you’re undressing is in a fucking prison cell. Is that what you want?”
She shook her head tearfully and started to hastily unbutton her blouse.
“Look at me whilst you’re doing it.”
She raised her head. I could see her struggle to meet my eyes as she bared herself to me but she pulled herself together and held my gaze as she undid each of the buttons. Her blouse soon fell completely open, exposing a sweet little white lace bra.
“White, Carrie? How very virginal of you. You’re not a virgin though, are you?”
Shakily, she replied, “No Sir, I’m not.”
“No, I didn’t think so. Take the blouse off.” Then, casually “How many guys have fucked you?”
She froze, appalled. “Ummm… I…”
“Carrie, you’ll have no secrets from me. I’m going to have my hands mouth and cock on every inch of you before long. Inside and out. This is no time to be demure. How many guys have fucked you? And don’t stop undressing.”
She shrugged the blouse off her shoulders, causing her tits to bounce beautifully, and then peeled it from her arms as she whispered “Four, Sir.”
“Four. A nice round number. But please speak up. No place for shyness here. Where have they stuck their cocks in you? Pussy? Mouth? Ass?”
She recoiled, unable to believe how quickly the dynamic between us was changing. I’m very careful, I’m not outwardly sleazy. I just hid my true nature until I’d ensnared my prey. So she’d never had a hint of the sordid reaches of my mind until now.
“Carrie, I’m growing bored of this already. You are to do ask I ask unquestioningly from here on in, or this deal is off. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Hand your blouse to me.”
She stretched a slender arm out, delivering the garment into my waiting hand. I took it from her, stroking her fingers as I removed it and enjoying her tiny flinch as I did so.
“Now… you were about to tell me which of your holes have been filled by those four hapless idiots who’ve fucked you so far.”
I brought the blouse to my nose and inhaled the scent of her deeply, watching her discomfort as I did so. My cock had twitched from the moment she’d started to undress and hardened completely as I breathed in that intoxicating fragrance that had followed her into my office from the first day I had laid eyes on her. I had fantasized about claiming that hot fucking body for myself ever since. Now, finally, I had her exactly where I wanted her.
Her eyes darted around the room, looking for an escape that was never coming. “Don’t look away Carrie. Don’t look away unless I give you permission to do so, do you understand?”
“Yes Sir. I’m sorry Sir.”
“I’m still waiting for your answer, Carrie.”
“Sorry Sir. Umm… My pussy and my mouth Sir.”
“You like it in the mouth, Carrie?”
“Not really Sir.”
“Well, I guess I know where we’re starting”. I let out an evil chuckle as she looked at me, a picture of misery.
I tossed the blouse onto my desk, stood up and moved to stand in front of her. Time to test her obedience a little further. She saw the bulge in my pants as I advanced and cringed. God, I was going to enjoy this!
“Take off your bra.”
She trembled again, so delightfully. Voice cracking, she looked up at me with pleading eyes. My cock got even harder as I briefly imagined that same expression in her eyes as I forced my throbbing dick down her throat.
“Please, Sir. Is there any other way?”
“I can remove your bra for you if that’s what you’re asking?”
“No, Sir. Can I… Is there any other way to repay the money or, I don’t know, something? Please?”
Tracing my index finger slowly across her shoulder, then down and along her arm, watching the goosebumps forming in its wake, I said slowly “Carrie, there are two ways out of this for you. Only two. One is in a cop car, the other ends in you bouncing up and down on my fat cock and begging me to fuck you harder. You can choose either one. I can easily replace you here, I doubt you’ll replace the next twenty years of your life quite so easily. Now either take your fucking bra off and stop wasting my time, or sit back down in your seat and I’ll make the call to the cops.”
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