Message-ID: <11504eli$9805221919@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: MaryAnn859 Subject: {new}Blackmailing Beth [11/15] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <261bba26.3564ac4e@aol.com> CHAPTER ELEVEN The week had passed slowly for Beth as she recovered from the damage Susan and Li had done to her body. Friday, still sore but able to walk without showing discomfort, she went to work for the first time since coming down with the “flu.” Being back at work did wonders for her spirits even though it felt strange to be wearing slacks at the library. However she had little other choice because the dark stubble on her legs would have been visible even through her darkest hose. When she got home, she removed her clothing, took a shower in her now spotless tub, and relaxed with a glass of white wine. She dreaded having to go to Frank’s house this evening, but it was something she had no choice in doing. When he first left, she had hoped he would be gone from her life forever, now he was back and had control of her again. She sat, sipped wine, and watched as the time neared for her to dress and drive over to his house. Frank looked at the time, it was just barely 7:00, so he mixed himself a drink. It had been over a month since he was last with Beth, and he had missed her more than he would have guessed. He just hoped he could keep his happiness at seeing her again from showing when she arrived. It was too soon for Beth to know that he was really growing to care a great deal about her. He heard her car drive up, a car door slam, then his door bell ring. “Come in slut,” he said as he opened the door, hiding his pleasure at seeing her. “Strip,” he told her. He watched as she undressed, placing her neatly folded clothes on the back of the chair. “Come over her to me, I want to see your hairless cunt.” She stood in front of him as he ran his hand over her bald pubic area. She felt him feeling of the week old stubble of hair on her legs. Her humiliation was manifesting itself as body tremors as he continued his inspection. “Is you cunt wet enough for me to fuck?” he asked. “Not yet,” was her answer. “Go to my bedroom and get it ready for me slut. I want to fuck you before I go out on my date this evening.” Beth walked to his bedroom unaware the he was following her. She went directly to his bed and turned to get on it when she saw him standing in the door. “I have not had time yet,” she paused, then added, “sir.” “Well go on and get your cunt sloppy and wet for my cock then,” he said smiling. “Aren’t you going to leave?” she asked. “No, I think I will just watch my slut get her cunt ready for me. Unless you had rather I butt fuck you.” Her hands moved slowly to her vagina. No man had ever seen her do this, it was a very private thing. She felt her body glowing crimson red in shame. She was still trying to force her hands to her vagina when Frank said, “roll over slut. I will use your ass hole for my pleasure.” “No, wait, I will do it,” pleaded Beth. “No slut, you took too long, roll over.....NOW!” Beth was already crying by the time she buried her face in the pillow and felt his hand applying the KY jelly to her rectum. Her sobbing was ceased momentarily by a gasp of pain as he shoved the entire length of his penis inside her bowels in one quick movement. He pumped brutally hard and was spent in just a few minutes. When he returned from the bathroom he went to the front of his house leaving Beth to clean up. Frank looked up when she entered his den, “did you learn anything from that slut?” “Yes sir,” was her meek reply. “Good, now see that you don’t forget it. You may leave now, and be back here tomorrow at noon, and with you legs shaved.” “What about under my arms?” she asked. “No, leave the hair there to remind you that your body belongs to me. Now get out slut,” he said sternly. He smiled as she turned, got dressed and left without saying another word. He went to his desk, took out his journal and made notes in it for a while. He was pleased that his month long absence had not delayed her progress any at all. As soon as Beth awoke Saturday morning, she felt that she was not alone in her bedroom. She opened her eyes you see Frank standing at the foot of her bed in a t-shirt and jogging shorts. “Good morning slut,” he said grinning. “Is your cunt wet enough to please my cock?” he asked as he pulled the sheet off Beth’s nude body. “Just give me a few minutes sir,” Beth said almost crying. Her rear had hurt so much last night that she had trouble getting to sleep. She did not want that again, not at all. Both of her hands went quickly to her vaginal area and started working on arousal. He watched as she masturbated herself in front of him. “That is good, slut. You learn quickly. I don’t have time to fuck your cunt now, I’ll see you at noon.” He then turned and left the room. Beth heard the front door close before she realized she was still masturbating herself. She did not stop, but continued until she had reached a strong, toe curling climax. Then she rolled over and went back to sleep. Saturday found Frank and Susan sitting in his den. He sipped his scotch and water, and looked across the coffee table to where Susan was sitting, drinking a glass of wine. “Yes I do, I feel confident of it, but I had rather not use force if we don’t need to.” “It is a big step for her, going from sexually serving just you to the two of us at the same time,” commented Susan. Frank laughed and said, “you act like she has a choice in this Susan. Besides, there are going to be several challenges for her before the day is over.” “I know, but she is a sweet person, and I can’t help but feel sorry for her at times. We both chose what we do sexually because we like it. She never had a chance to make the choice.” Frank took a long drink from his glass, “yes, but that was what I wanted, a challenge. We will find out soon enough, I think that was her car.” Moments later, the door bell rang. Frank answered the door by yelling, “come on in slut, it is unlocked.” “Why is she here?” Beth exclaimed as she walked into Franks den. “Because she is my friend and I invited her, slut.” Frank stood up and walked toward her acting as menacing as he possibly could. “Unless you are prepared to walk out of my house right now and accept the consequences, you will strip, and you will do it right fucking now slut!” “But I don’t want to be hurt by her again, please?” begged Beth. “Now! Slut, now!” Frank snapped loudly. Susan added, “you have already seen how I deal with insolence my pet, and again you are going to be punished for it. The severity of your punishment is still open however.” Beth knew she was defeated. For a moment, just a moment, the idea of leaving crossed her mind. The thought of the scandal, her daughter who already disliked her, and her reputation, the career she loved, it was all she had worked and lived for. Slowly her hands went to the buttons on her blouse, and soon it was open. She slipped it of her shoulders and placed it on the same chair she had used before. Soon she was totally nude, trembling and standing before these two people who had managed to take all of her own free will and crush it. “I like her hairy arm pits,” chuckled Susan, “it is a nice touch, Frank.” “Get to my bedroom and get your cunt ready for my cock,” commanded Frank. Beth walked into Frank’s bedroom and turned to lay down on his bed. “What?” exclaimed Beth as she saw that Frank and Susan had followed her into the bedroom. “Get your cunt good and sloppy for me or I will give you one hell of a butt fucking,” Frank said sternly. She knew better than to protest, so she closed her eyes as if that act would afford her at least some measure of privacy. Her hands found her vaginal area and started massaging, probing, and stroking. She felt her dampness growing as was her arousal. She was determined that there was no way she would allow herself any pleasure from this. She stopped, and said, “it is ready.” Beth’s eyes were tightly closed as she felt Frank insert his finger into her. “No, it is not sloppy nor wet enough. Either roll over, or get it one hell of a lot wetter.” Beth whimpered softly, then returned her hands to her vagina and continued. She felt she was losing control and was reaching and orgasm despite her promise not to. Susan and Frank stood it the bedroom door and watched as Beth masturbated. Frank nudged Susan and smiled as he saw her body spasm and near a climax. Susan returned the smile as Beth’s spasms grew stronger. Beth worked on herself, and knew she was just about to lose control of the orgasm that was building up inside her loins. She paused, “I am as wet as I can get. Is it wet enough yet?” Frank probed with his finger again, and said that it would do. He then told her to get on her hands and knees, that he was going to fuck her like a male dog fucks a bitch in heat. Beth let a low gasp escape from her lips, that was the position where she reached orgasm the easiest, but she assumed the position as he had directed. She felt his hands guide his penis in place, then the fullness as he gently pushed it all the way inside her cavity. He paused, and said to Susan, “okay.” Susan got on the bed and spread her legs directly under Beth’s face. “You are going to eat my pussy pet while Frank fucks you.” As she said that, she forced Beth’s head between her legs as Frank started to erotically fondle her breasts and begin the slow rocking motion of his penis into and out of her vagina. Beth’s body shook almost immediately with a powerful orgasm, and she lost it, lost all control. She had her face buried in Susan’s vagina licking for all she was worth as Frank continued. One after another orgasm racked her body. At last she felt Frank withdraw and saw Susan get off the bed. “Slut, you did an acceptable job, but next time it had better be better,” he said as the two of them left Beth in the bedroom. Beth collapsed in shame and humiliation and cried softly to herself. This was all wrong, and she hated it, especially hated the fact the they knew she had experienced numerous orgasms. “Slut, clean your filthy cunt and come to the den,” she heard Frank yell. She got off the bed and went to his bathroom and wiped herself. In the den, Frank and Susan were fully dressed and drinking glasses of wine. “Did you cum, slut?” Frank asked as she walked in the room. “No,” Beth replied knowing she was not telling the truth. “In the guest bathroom you will find some clothing. Put them on and return as quickly as you can, we have a busy day, slut,” Frank told her. She went to the guest bath room as she was told. In there, she found a pair of jogging shoes, the briefest of running shorts, and a very tiny string bikini top, nothing else. It took her only a few minutes to put the items on, then she returned to the den. “Here, attach this to your nipple rings,” Frank said s he handed her a small gold chain about 10 inches long. Beth did as he had instructed, but she wondered where Susan was. She was not in the den with Frank. “Oh, I guess I forgot to tell, Susan had errands to run, as do we. You will get to eat her pussy some more but not this evening.” Frank walked over to Beth and said, “now hook this leash to the chain,” as he gave her a black leather dog leash that was about six feet long. “Wait here, I will be back as soon as I have changed clothes.” When he returned, he was wearing khaki slacks and a sport shirt. “We are going shopping slut.” “I can’t go outside dressed like this,” Beth protested. “Oh? Why not,” asked Frank sarcastically. “It is indecent, I am barely dressed. Anyone who looks can see that I have nipple rings. My under arms need shaving, the shorts..................” “Do you think I care?” interrupted Frank. “You will come with me dressed as you are because that is the way I want you dressed. Or,” he added as he grinned, “you can come with me buck ass naked. But you will accompany me, slut.” He jerked on the leash to emphasize his point causing a sharp pain in her nipples and her breasts to be pulled out of the scrap of cloth that was the bikini top. Beth’s eyes filled with tears as she knew that once again she had no choice about this. She followed as he led her by the leash to his car. Beth was thankful as they crossed the bridge into Oakland. At least it would be extremely unlikely that they would see anyone she knew. They spent the afternoon going to various antique shops and walking around the tourist section. Beth felt like a piece of meat on display as he led her around by the leash attached to the chain between her nipple rings. She held her arms close to her side to avoid showing her untidy under arm areas, and she was careful to keep up with his as he shopped and enjoyed himself. When at last they drove back across the bridge to San Francisco, Beth’s self esteem had reached the lowest it had ever been in her life. Not even when she had prostituted herself for college money had she felt so low. When they were back inside Frank’s house, he told her to strip, and, like always, she did as she was told. She watched as he set up his “display stand.” Then she stood above it as he raised the blunt tip. He applied KY jelly, the raised it up and into her vagina. She felt the sharp pain as he caused it to hit her cervix, then lowered it just a fraction. “There,” he said, “that will keep you out of trouble while I get ready.” Then he left the room toward his bedroom. Beth spent only a slight amount of time trying to get off the device she was on. She had tried before and could not, this time was no different. Beth was lost in her own thoughts about her future and what would happen to end this nightmare, when she heard the door bell. Frank walked past her saying it was only a delivery for the party tonight. She noticed he was wearing a blue blazer, slacks and a white shirt. He returned with a young man, not over 20, following him carrying some sacks. The boy dropped one of the sacks as soon as his eyes saw Beth, naked and unable to move. “That’s okay,” Frank said, “you didn’t break anything,” as the boy picked up the things that had fallen from the sack. He left, but had another good look as he walked by her. “You might as well get used to being looked at slut. I am proud of everything I own, and slut you are as much my property as is this TV set.” “Frank, this has gone to far. Let me off this thing, and I mean for you to do it right this instant. I will call the police if you don’t,” demanded Beth. Handing her his cordless telephone, he said, “just dial 911 slut.” There was no look of compassion in his eyes as he stared at her. She looked at the phone, then at Frank, then back at the phone. “Here,” she said handing the phone back to him. Laughing he said, “good decision slut. You are learning fast, but you are going to be punished before this weekend is over. You seem to have forgotten that you are to refer to me only as ‘sir’ and then there is your insolence and your lie about not cumming. Oh yes, you will be punished.” “How long do I have to stand here like this,” she asked meekly. “Until I am ready to let you off of it slut,” was his response. The afternoon passed slowly for Beth, and her legs were getting tired. Frank had spent the time straightening up his home. It was obvious the he was expecting guests. Beth was horrified at the thought that he would just leave her there during the party. It was nearly 7:00, when he walked over to her. He stood behind Beth and placed handcuffs over her wrists, then he lowered the metal rod from her vagina. He attached chains to each nipple ring and led her to his workshop. He opened one of the cabinets and took out a box. Inside the box was a chastity belt, one that looked like was from an old movie. He held it out, saying “step in this slut.” Beth stepped in to what looked like a metal bikini bottom as he pulled it up. It was fastened around her waist, then a small padlock was attached to hold it securely in place. Then he led her to the bathroom adjoining the second bedroom. Beth watched as he fastened the chains from her nipples around the lavatory. He then turned to leave. “Wait............sir,” pleaded Beth. “Why am I here like this? How long do I have to stay here?” He stopped, turned around and said, “I guess you have figured out that I am having a little party tonight. Actually it is more of a graduation party for my honors class. School ends next week and I always have the senior honor class over for a little party each year. I am going to put a sign on the door to one bathroom that says “ladies” and on the other that says “men.” This will be the men’s bathroom.” “Here? In here? Where will I be?” asked Beth. “Guess,” he said laughing. “But what if a guy needs to use the bathroom?” she asked. “I would suggest that you simply let him do it.” “With me in here?” “Can you get your self free?” Without waiting for her answer, he added, “and make sure you remember that these are my guests and the severity of your punishment depends on how well you treat them.” “What do you mean by how I treat them?” she replied. “I will leave that up to you, but I had better not hear that you have dishonored me by failing to do as they ask.” With that he left her sitting on the floor in the bathroom. It was at least a couple of hours later that she heard the door bell ring and people come into Frank’s house. It rang several more times and the sounds of his party filled the home. She looked up as the door opened and a young man of about 23 walked it. “Well, well, what do we have here?” he asked. “That Dr. Benson is certainly full of surprises. Who are you?” Beth said nothing, but just stared at the floor. She heard him unzip his pants and than the sound of his urine splashing in the toilet. “Want to suck this?” she heard him ask. She looked up to see his semi erect penis dangling directly in her face. She said nothing, and he left. Moments later she saw Frank enter the bathroom. “Slut, you have displeased me already. Remember what Dr. Cho and Susan did to you? It can get much worse than that if I hear just one more complaint.” He slammed the door as he left. The door opened again and the same young man walked back in closing the door behind him. “I hear you have changed your mind,” he said as he unzipped his pants and offered her his limp penis. Beth did not even look at him, but rose to her knees and took his penis in her mouth and started sucking and bobbing her head back and forth. Quickly, her mouth was filled with his cum. He zipped up his pants, said thanks, and left. For the next three hours Beth gave oral sex to everyone who came in to the bathroom. Some guys made second trips. She figured she must have given oral sex at least 15 times when the sounds of the party started dying down. Her jaws were sore as were her knees. Her face was tear stained and she was in a severe state of depression. At last Frank came in to the bath room. “Slut, it is time for you to go home.” he said as he unlocked the chain between her nipple rings and unlocked the chastity belt and the handcuffs. “Get dressed and leave, but be back here tomorrow at 3:00.” He left her alone and closed the door. Beth got to her feet, dressed and drove home, crying as she drove. She took a long hot shower, then a double dose of sleeping medication and went to bed. Her last thoughts as she drifted off to sleep were not of the degrading way she had been used, but of the fact that she had avoided punishment and that was at least sort of reassuring to her. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----