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Sitting on the couch with her legs crossed tightly to reveal her beautiful thigh and a snippet of her thong through the zao geng.
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Carine with her legs slightly spread, hands spread on the couch back cushions with an inviting pose.
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Carine bending forward with her butt arched upwards like a doggy fuck position. John took a few low angled shots of this pose with FLASH, to capture her zao geng as well.
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Carine squatting down and pretending to do some work while the back of her blouse gets pulled upwards and her skirt stretched downwards, thus revealing the top of her thong.
Carine had half the mind to grab the camera from him and gave him a slap for insulting her modesty like this.. but John was quicker. “LOOK AT YOURSELF!” John barked and pointed to her ass and zoomed in on the picture.. Carine wasn’t sure what he was getting at.. “SEE YOUR DISGUSTING PANTYLINE?? It’s not helping that you’ve always been wearing suuccchhhhh tight skirts! Another one of your seducing tricks??”
“no of course not! They’re tight because… “ Carine tried to…
“Because you got pregnant? Stop using the same convenient excuse for your tricks.” John intercepted before Carine could finish her sentence.. John wanted to touch the pantyline and feel her bum, but he didn’t have the guts to do so….
Both of them shared an awkward silence for a few moments..
“Boss, what do you want me to do now?” Carine tried to end the mini turmoil.
“want you to do? I want you to stop this seducing actions..” John reasoned calmly, his mind still flustered with the thoughts to touch Carine’s ass.
“i’m not! It’s really the truth… I can just go to the toilet to remove it if you really think it’s necessary..” Carine spoke without thinking..
‘GULPED’ John choked on his saliva before recovering to shout “REMOVE YOUR PANTIES?? IS THAT ANOTHER SEDUCING TRICK OF YOURS??”
“No No No… God please No…. I’m not… Please stop saying that…” Carine has never felt more maligned in her entire life, this can’t even compare to the treatment she gets from her in laws
“THEN MUST I REALLY GIVE YOU THE SOLUTIONS TO EVERY SINGLE RIDICULOUS PROBLEM YOU CAN GIVE ME?? HOW INCOMPETENT CAN YOU TRULY BE?? Maybe you do not deserve the upcoming promotion…” John picked his words carefully and deviously. He wanted Carine to be at his mercy so badly, to hold her and fuck her everyday in the office. He had an addiction to masturbation, this he hoped to be treated with a healthy session of fucking daily to cure his addiction.
“No no, I think I know what I should do…buy new underwear?” Carine murmured in disbelief that her quick wit emerged faster than her moral conscious.
“YES! it seems you’re not so pathetic after all. But do you know WHICH KINDS to buy?” John said with a sly tone.
“Errrm.. Yes…. errr..” Carine stumped and didn’t know the right answer. Certainly a larger size panties this time round was not going to solve the panty line problem…
“Well, the problem now is your pantyline. Get something that will make it disappear….” John said slyly, but paused for a moment to predict how wrong it can go… “AND NOT NEW SKIRTS, remember I do not want others to be aware that I’ve helped you through this problem.”
“Yes understood boss.” Carine replied. “How long do I have?”
“Need I tell you again? or you have some trace of intelligence?” John replied once again, trying his best not to give her instructions.
“Yes I understand.” Carine said and quickly left. The drill formulated quickly inside her smart brain. She sort of knew what she had to get but she had no idea how uncomfortable she would be in them. She had seen them before, friends during school talked about wearing those, G-strings and what they call thongs. She never understood the difference between them either.. The moment she alighted at Ion, she knew what she needed to do. She efficiently made her way straight to La senza. However when she got in, she was at a lost.. THERE WERE SO MANY TO CHOOSE FROM… and none of which appealed to her… They all looked so… slutty……
Carine never liked the use of that word; she had always frowned to the use of vulgarities her entire life.
To Carine, the word slut defined as a woman who uses her beauty, sexual appeal and body to seduce men for sex and favours. The word ‘Slut’ was a word she never thought would be associated with herself, or rather, could be used on her. Not because Carine saw herself as a holy saint of a virtuous woman, but because she never thought she had the qualities to be one. She was never aware the attraction her figure was to men. She always thought that ALL men are only attracted to slim and pretty models. Little did she know that a significant portion of men lust for women who had that bit of extra flesh.
Even so, Carine’s curves were enough to attract most men. Despite her simple looks, she emitted an aura of innocence and vulnerability, one which men would desire to take advantage of.
She looked at herself in the mirror, unknowingly she smiled.. It took her only a few seconds to readjust to her familiar reality and shook herself out of it..
She had put on a zebra printed G-string, or is it a thong. She didn’t know. But one thing she did know was that she it was a matching set to the one she bought and put on the day before, with her back to John whom she prayed hard was not looking. She looked at herself in the mirror and a new sense of realisation filled her. The thong actually felt comfortable! The bottom of the thong felt more secure than her normal panties did, it tugged on her crotch and vagina opening area in a secure fit. The feeling was new, it was interesting. Carine felt a sense of satisfaction or minute joy appearing from thin air, she actually like seeing herself in the zebra prints with a nice and brightly colored lingerie. This was so much better than regular dull colored panties.
To normal people, that would be a lame and weird feeling to be having, but to Carine, it seemed like she’s facing so much stress from home and work that she’s seeking out any outlet in her life to find some solace, joy or excitement. She was in trouble so deep that she was using such antics to keep herself sane unknowingly.
The saucy thong grew on her so much that she wanted to see herself in the matching set. She quickly got the bra which she wore the day before out from her hand bag, she was so worried about it being found at home that she decided to keep it in the handbag and keep it in her office. She changed into it swiftly and then admired herself in the mirror once. ‘Wow’ she thought to herself. She looked so different wearing these. The color turquoise breathed a puff fresh life into her near lifeless soul. She admired how the turquoise color defined her curves and how the zebra prints brought out the sexuality in her. She felt like a model, she felt so glam.. she felt like she could wear these and go for a swim and not have to feel embarrassed about the minimal fats she had.. Maybe… she could even be a swim suit model?
“OH NO!” what am I thinking? Carine suddenly shook herself into reality. She checked her watch. It’s already past 30mins! ‘OH NO!’ Carine sweared, John was going to be very angry… Without hesitation, she took out the thong, grabbed everything she had chosen and quickly went to pay them. She rushed for a cab and on the journey back, Carine thought about how to explain to John why she was so late and how to resolve the situation.
She didn’t realize the bra she wore this morning wasn’t with her, it was lying in the changing room.
Back at the office, John paused for a moment and checked his watch. He smiled to himself. ‘That woman dares to be late… Good. Now I have more reasons to take advantage of her!’
John then went back to jerking himself while watching the picture of Carine’s butt..
-to be continued-
John then went back to jerking himself while watching the picture of Carine’s butt.. During the 30 minutes which Carine left, he had already ejaculated once while jerking himself off and he was close to another one. He knew Carine was on her way back but he couldn’t control himself. That was how badly he wanted to fuck her.
Then, ‘Knock Knock’ “Boss, it’s me, can I come in?” the tender and meek voice of Carine politely filled the quiet office. John quickly zip up his pants and tidied himself. He threw the mess of tissue paper into his thrash.
“DO YOU NEED ME TO COME AND WELCOME YOU IN? WHAT TIME IS IT ALREADY?” John barked while trying to keep his composure.
Carine quickly rushed in. She had already changed into the thong in the toilet so as to avoid stripping in front of John.
“I’m really sorry boss, there was a huge traffic jam. But see, I’ve gotten rid of the panty line. Sorry to keep you waiting.” Carine bent sideways and showed John her butt.
John gasped as he watched Carine arched her body. It was curvy to his own idea of perfection. Carine was glad to see John’s reaction, thinking that she had pleased him with her own diligence by changing into it already.
John took a moment before he realised all his plans were foiled. If she had already changed into it, then how is he going to get a chance to see her naked ass or take some photos of them secretly????? He panicked but quickly came up with a new plan.
“How do I know you didn’t just took your old panties out?” John tried his luck. “Prove to me that you really went down to a store to get new ones and made me wait for more than 40 minutes! I missed my lunch because of you by the way.”
“errrr.. errr… but I only bought one… I’m wearing it now..” Carine was stunned by his reaction, it was the complete opposite of what she expected. In her hurry, she only bought one and she was wearing it! She had selected a few but decided not to buy the rest as she hadn’t tried their size and she probably was never going to wear them, just like the bras she chucked in her cupboard.
“Bought one? How convenient your excuses have become.” John kept his composure, he so badly wanted to command Carine to strip her skirt off, but he reminded himself to be safe and let Carine do the suggesting.
“But it’s the truth….” Carine tried to think of other ways to prove her innocence but her usual quick witted brain was failing her.. All solutions all point to one, one she dreaded the most. “Do you need me to show it to prove to you?”
“Mind your condescending tone. I’m not the one who’s about to be reported now” John warned and waited for Carine to act.
Unwillingly, she turned around, undid her skirt pull it down quickly before lifting it up again.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” John scolded
“I’m proving to you!” Carine turned and quickly explained.
“NO YOU WERE FLASHING ME! I COULDN’T EVEN SEE. IS THIS YOUR SEDUCING TRICK AGAIN?”
“No no… please wait.. “ Carine turned around once more, let her skirt down and waited for John to react. The seconds crawled like minutes as she slowly counted them.. Still no reaction from John. She couldn’t see his reaction either.
“Boss, is this ok?” she asked gently.
“Give me a minute, I’m replying to an email.” John gave an excused, he was secretly taking photos of her without flash, without her knowledge. He wasted at least 5 seconds glued to her near naked ass with so little Zebra print material covering it. He felt his penis blown up even bigger.
“Ok done… You bought this?? You’re really a slut aren’t you?” John insulted Carine on purpose.
“No no… I bought this because it was the only ones there.” Carine quickly pulled up her skirt as she spoke.
“What do you think you’re doing? Did I approve it yet?”
Carine was beginning to feel so frustrated. She wanted to cry but kept her cool.
“Now turn around, I want to inspect the front.” John demanded.
Unwillingly, Carine dragged her body to turn. John tried his best not to let his emotions show. He was resisting himself from grabbing Carine and fucking her on his formal leather sofa. He was stunned; he couldn’t stare away from Carine’s crotch. He wanted to fuck her so badly, but there was nothing he could do to get away with it….. he was so stuck, how to bed her… how to bed her….. until…. He noticed Carine’s bra print through her light apple green shirt.
“My my…” John got up from his seat and walked towards Carine. Carine was rather scared at first, what was John up to?
“DID YOU BUY YOURSELF A NEW BRA AS WELL?????” He walked up to her and pointed at her bra cup, touching it briefly, “I’m pretty damn sure you weren’t wearing this just now. TELL ME THE TRUTH!”
“No no, this was the one I bought yesterday, remember?”
“REMEMBER? YOU THINK I REMEMBER YOUR SHIT? I GOT MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO.” John paused for a moment. “My my, you’re really a slut.. you’re trying to seduce me aren’t you?? wearing a animal printed lacy bra with a see through shirt…”
“NO NO!” Carine’s frustration started to pour out. “THIS IS RIDICULOUS! HOW CAN YOU SAY SUCH THINGS!!!”
“WATCH YOUR TONE YOU SLUT! You think this will sound ridiculous when I type in the report and submit it to the board? You want to find out?” John got even louder than her.
Carine, shocked at her outburst, quickly composed herself.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it.” She pleaded. “Please don’t report this.”
John smirked as he decided to try one of the plans he had formulated.
“Maybe there’s something you can help me with.”
Bros who up me, thanks a lot! I’m shocked at the 35 points increase.
“YES YES! PLEASE! ANYTHING! Just don’t report me!” Carine begged.
“Anything? Really?” John’s heartbeat raced so fast he was so scared he was going to die. He can’t believe that this was actually going to work. But he had doubts, what he had to threaten Carine was not enough for him to demand what he desired the most. He wanted Carine to let him fuck her. But he knew that it was unlikely she would agree to such a deal for something not fatally damaging to her career. He needed to play his cards well, besides he hasn’t gotten the confirmation on his trump card yet.
“YES ANYTHING!” Carine pleaded with no regard for anything.
“My brother is studying his degree in photography….. He needs a model to pose for him.” John blurted out slowly as he tried to get his plan into hand.
“…… Yes?” Carine was trying to figure out what it was.
“He needs a model in lingerie. He needs the pictures for his assignment and he has yet to find a willing model.” John begin to piece out his idea.
“So you want me to be his model? In lingerie???” Carine asked in shock and showing huge signs of
“NO! Can you let me finish? HOW RUDE CAN YOU BE?” John barked again, realizing that the fear factor in Carine was fading. “He is a lazy and useless bum like you! In fact I’ve taken most of his pictures for him. You don’t have to pose for him, you pose for me! Right now!”
“Pose?? In lingerie?? Oh my God, people will see it right???” Carine’s frustrations were turning in to panic. “What if someone I know sees it??”
“Who do you think you are? Angelina Jolie? I will not be taking photos with your face. Just everything below your head, from shoulders to toe. I will allow you to check each photo whenever I snap one.” John negotiated with her sternly. He knew he had to get her to agree with it and be comfortable with it, that she was getting the end of the bargain.
Carine reasoned with her own logic. She was rather puzzled and surprised actually. The deal John had just put on the table was actually a bargain. She only needed to pose without her identity being exposed, which she could ensure and her promotion would not be jeopardized by the report!
“Okay, I will do it. How many photos will you be taking? I really need to check all of them. You promise?” Carine agreed quickly and willingly. A part of her wanted to do this badly because she felt that this simple act will be her easy obstacle to clearing the confusion. Another part of her also badly wanted to do this because it felt exciting, posing like a model to a stranger, for a project.
“How many photos would you be willing to take?” John reversed the question.
“err…. Two or three? Is that enough?” Carine bargained.
“TWO OR THREE??? It’s for an assignment. You think?”
“Oh yes, is ten enough then?”
“Ten????” John considered, but he wanted more. “Well, I can make do with ten, but if it turns out to be insufficient; we can always take photos on another day, can’t we?” He taunted her.
“No no.. please take as many as you need today. Let’s not trouble you further more.” Carine being cornered decided to give her all. “So what do I do now?”
-to be continued-
To the dissatisfied reader who zapped me.
- boring and long winded, so many chapters all sluts, bra, John, panties
I sincerely apologise to have made you feel like you’ve wasted your time reading my thread, maybe you can read another one?
My title did say, manipulated and blackmailed..
And I did have the intention to finish up this story as it unfolds, based on a story I’ve heard for real, be it true or fake.
Maybe you can have some guts and leave your ID behind?
After all, I’ve never asked for points, even if its really long winded, is that YOUR problem?
Ending? Still got quite a long way to go..
No need to up me. Points are really meaningless anyway but to see a red zapper, a mood turn off
Story quite some way to go. Tell me if I should continue.
- photoshops
- John got his trump card to bed her
- how Carine got pregnant.
Please pardon my long winded writing.
Adapted from a true account. Giving sensationalized details in full.
John almost thought he was dreaming. Carine, the milf he had lust for years to fuck, is now at his disposal to snap her. He could probably get her to pose in any pose he wants. He decided to test the limits of Carine’s willingness slowly.
“Ok put your skirt back on. I need a before and after shot.” John instructed her nicely. Carine obliged and followed his every word. She put her skirt back on.
“Check the blinds, make sure they’re shut properly and lock the door.” John instructed. He quickly switched memory cards. “All good? Now come over and pose beside the couch.”
Carine did so, but John wasn’t satisfied.
“I’m asking you to pose, not be a scarecrow. Are you really that talentless?” John retorted her, sensing his opportunity he grabbed Carine’s arm and positioned them in an arch, pushed her back to bend slightly towards the side of the couch. He held her waist, very high and close to her breasts, with both hands and shifted it. “Don’t be so shocked, this is how I handle models when I do my leisure photo shoots back then. If their perfectly toned waists had no problems with me shifting them, your flabby one shouldn’t too. ” John reassured Carine’s insecurities. Carine felt a sense of shame about her body and didn’t want to irritate John further. She just him adjust her body in any manner he wanted. She wanted to prove that she could do this as well.
“Okay, get ready. You can close your eyes if you want to. Please keep your chests upright so that your saggy breasts will look firmer.” John continued to say things to insult Carine, even though they were the exact opposite of what he was feeling. John had just made Carine pose beside the couch with a semi slanted position and looked all so inviting.
“Boss, can I check it please?” Carine tried to ensure her anonymity.
“you think we’ve got all day long? I will let you check all the pictures one shot later when we are done.” John flashed Carine the preview to assure her slightly before proceeding to feel her hands, her waist, her back and at times her bra to ‘adjust’ her ‘saggy’ breasts.
He made her pose in the following positions with the following positions.
He was rather surprised at Carine’s smooth cooperation. She had no qualms or complains with whichever position he wanted or how he shifted he body. He had already grazed her boob a few times and she didn’t react to it.
Ten minutes had passed.
“Okay now I’m going to unbutton a few of those on your blouse to take a few more”
“okay. Boss, may I ask, what’s the title of this assignment?” Carine enquired.
“The office seducing slut, you have a problem with it?” John threatened. Carine quickly shook her head. John proceeded to unbutton her blouse, resting his fingers on her boobs as he did it. He unbuttoned one and got Carine to make bend over poses, like picking up a pen or some files, revealing her cleavage as she did so. He made her cross her legs while sitting on the couch, he pulled her skirt upwards to reveal more thigh and spaced out her blouse to show more cleavage. He took some shots from a high angle to get her cleavage.
Next John then continued to unbutton Carine’s blouse until the full cup of her bra could be revealed. This time round, Carine was staring at John as he did it. Her nervousness seemed to have left her completely. John’s fingers trembled slightly as he watched her cleavage appear from beneath the blouse for the very first time. He knew he had to keep cool to make the whole photoshoot look real and with a story line. He could feel the precum oozing out in his foreskin.
He made Carine pose in all the different poses according to the different scenarios, bending forward over the table during work discussion, bending down to pick up some pens, sitting down on the couch invitingly with her legs crossed. Every other slutty pose you want to imagine.
John felt himself losing his conscious logic and fear, he unzipped Carine’s skirt and took it off. He was so tempted to remove the thong and fuck her doggy straight away but he knew he had to keep his cool. He made her pose more, different slutty poses, sexual position poses.
<I’ll leave it all to your imagination>
John couldn’t take it anymore, he took off her blouse and started napping even more photos. He shifted Carine, pushed her to bend in all sorts of angles, hoping to get a shot or a peek at her nipples, but damn himself. He was the one who made her buy the full cup bra. He decided that he needed to do more.
“Carine, I need you to remove your bra…” John finally mustered up his courage to ask.
Please don’t up me, not here for points.
“What??” Carine blurted out without any consideration of mannerism. “You never said anything about being naked!”
“RELAX! DON’T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME!” John reminded her of her tone. “No one said anything about you getting naked. All I’m asking if for you to remove your bra so that i can take a back shot. You will be using your hands to cover your breasts. This is the last part of the shoot. Do you want to get it over and done with?”
Carine contemplated for a moment. She was never going to strip for John, but a part of her wanted to try it for the thrill and excitement of doing such a photoshoot. Without agreeing, she turned around with her back facing John, carefully unhooked her bra and took it off. She immediately used both arms to cover her breasts.
John kept taking in deep breaths to help himself remain calm. He walked closer to her, adjusted her standing position and snapped a few photos.
“Have you covered your breasts with your hands properly? I need you to turn around. Please do not show me anything that will make me puke.” John did his best to insult Carine.
Carine took a moment to check, slowly and reluctantly, she turned around and looked away. John couldn’t believe his eyes, Carine was pressing hard on her breasts to cover the nipples area, but her breasts were so big that a huge portion of the top and bottom part of her beautiful milk smooth skinned breasts could be seen.
John quickly made full use of his chance to take as many photos as he could.
“Your breasts are so saggy! Turn around and use your palms to cup your breasts up and cover them instead.” John instructed firmly. Carine obliged and turned. ‘Damn, my brother is going to complain that I chose such an old woman to be the model” John murmured loudly so that Carine could hear.
‘An old woman?’ Carine thought to herself, her confidence took a beating. “Saggy breasts? Make him puke?” She felt a sudden surge of anger and a need to prove him wrong.
She cupped her breasts up and decided to prove to him that she still has got the appeal. She only used two of her fingers to cover each nipple, thus revealing parts of the areola and she turned around and gave John a feisty look.
John did not anticipate such a response, he wasted no time and took at least another 20 pictures of Carine, instructing her to make different poses which she obligingly agreed. He spent at least ten minutes on this, trying his best to hope Carine’s fingers would slip and reveal the full nipples to him.
He realised that Carine responded to his taunts and upped the ante on her own. He decided to try his luck again.
Looking down at his camera’s preview screen, “Damn. He is going to flip if he finds out I chose such an old model and didn’t even take some topless shots…’ He muttered audibly to himself, then looked up at Carine. Turn around.”
He then walked up to her from behind, placed one of her hand on her neck and the other on her waist. “These are back shots, so don’t move. I don’t want to see your saggy stuff and puke.”
Carine felt another dosage of his insult and her anger grew even more. She so badly wanted to show John her boobs, slap him and tell him that they aren’t saggy! Meanwhile, John was busy snappy photos from behind, as he moved more and more to his right to get better angled shots at Carine’s side breasts. He moved until he could see her nipples pointing.
“Even her back look bad..” John commented once more.
“Look carefully! Are you sure they are saggy?” Carine lost her cool and finally snapped!
Carine turned around and faced John. She put her hands on her waist and stared at him.
“Look carefully, are you sure they are saggy?” Carine snapped at John.
John was taken aback. This was the last thing he had expected. The sight of Carine’s breasts was simply breathtaking. The were huge! They looked D-Cup, her nipples were brownish pink and not too large, looked so suckable.
He shook himself out of his state of shock and quickly took at least 5 photos. Seeing John’s reaction, Carine felt a sense of satisfaction and a vote of confidence.
All of a sudden, someone knocked on the door.
“Boss are you there? It’s urgent!” A familiar colleagues voice came from the door.
John and Carine looked at one another, John signalled for her to put her clothes back on.
“GO BACK TO YOUR OFFICE NOW, I’LL COME OVER!” John replied back.
Carine wasted no time and put her clothes back on. She was so worried about being caught in this situation, the last thing she wants is for John’s accusations to be true! In the mad rush, John led the way by checking the corridor and Carine followed behind and snuck back into her office room. Most of the staff were back at their desks doing their work.
It was already 3.30pm. She sat down and quickly cleared her work.
Meanwhile, John was having a discussion with another colleague, Kian Chang, the accountant. John kept a sly smile on throughout the entire discussion. He knew his plans were unravelling to be a hit. Carine was now at his full mercy.
Carine buried herself in the work, she didn’t want to think about what happened. When the clock stuck 5.30pm, she left for home and hailed on the cab. While on the cab, she realised that she hadn’t check any of the photos John took!! What if he took her face? She had topless photos too!
Oh no! oh no!! oh no!!!!
Suddenly, her hand phone beeped.
- I need you tonight, meet me or you know the consequences. - the message read.
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TREKLIM
Continue bro, is Carine getting fuck?
yeah.. she got fucked.. a lot.
Sorry bros. Going through mid life crisis and stuff.. no mood to write.
basically, the boss found a way to threaten her and fuck her. the baby not by the husband. complicated and drama family.