I supposed I was about to find out, if my blackmailer couldn’t be discovered beforehand.
We finished up and put our dishes away.
“I’d like to take a couple photos in the afternoon light,” Suki said, “so if you could leave your clothes off for now. But I won’t start the painting until tomorrow. The rest of the afternoon, I’d like you to help me set up the scene. Decide on the covering for the couch, what items to put around to tell a story.”
“Okay.”
So Shizuko took a couple photos right away after getting me in the same position. Then we talked about the scene.
“I’m thinking a kind of period piece, maybe roaring twenties, perhaps listening to music, reading a book which aroused her, but she’s set it down. Perhaps a vase of flowers, lace curtains,” Suki said.
“Yes, I see. A book on the floor beside her, maybe something by D. H. Lawrence. Perhaps one of those early phonographs with the big horn on it. Can you even find anything like that anymore?”
“There’s a prop place that rents props for movies and plays. They don’t always work, but it would definitely set a tone,” Suki replied.
Taking the previous sketch done of me Friday which generally matched the photo Suki was using, she sketched in rough ideas.
“A lamp behind her because she was reading. Maybe an old time lampshade with fringes on it,” I said. “The old phonograph at the foot of the couch. The book should be open, as if she’s stopped reading momentarily, but intends to return to it shortly. A couple pillows on the couch, a throw or quilt of some kind on the back of the couch, something old time. I know I’m to be nude, but perhaps an open nightgown, showing she was dressed, but has opened it because she wants to be bare.” Suki sketched it in.
“A vase of flowers,” Suki said. “I’ll probably use plastic, as real ones would need frequent replacing. A plate of food on the floor by the book, some fruit perhaps.”
An apple with a bite gone from it," I exclaimed. “A hint of Eden; Eve and the apple. Maybe some grapes and a wedge of cheese, or a roll.”
“This is good,” Suki said. “You’ve got some great ideas.” She was roughly sketching as we spoke. “Once we set it up, we’ll have to take more pictures so we can return it to the same position each time I start painting, or no one will be able to use my couch. Erin would have a cow.”
Suki took more pictures to capture the light on me later. After, I put on the robe and we searched through the house looking for things we could use as props. We found some things, but would need to find others elsewhere. She made an appointment for the prop place at nine tomorrow and asked me to meet her there so I could help her because I had some good ideas.
“I’d love to,” I said.
She was taking her final lighting pictures when Erin arrived home. Erin watched as Suki worked and I posed. When we were finished, I dressed while Suki showed her the pose we’d decided on and the sketch with the added props shown.
“This is beautiful work, Suki,” Erin said. “It’s very erotic. Your client should love it.”
“We’re going to be taking over the living room for awhile. I hope you don’t mind.”
“I can live with it, especially if I get to watch you work. What are you going to do with the pictures which didn’t make the cut?”
I wanted to know the answer to that question myself. I had enough nude pictures of me floating around the city already.
“Delete them,” Suki said. “The only ones I need are the pose, which I’ll replace once we get the props set up, and the lighting ones to pick the best lighting for the scene.”
“Thank you,” I said. “I don’t need nude pictures of myself floating around.”
“Don’t worry,” Suki said. “I’ve got your back. I’ll treat you the same as I would any professional model. All the pictures will be deleted after the painting is done.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow at nine, Suki. I’m looking forward to it,” I said. “I need to get home and start supper for Tan.”
“Tomorrow will be mostly set up,” Suki said. “Get the scene exactly the way I want it. Maybe a few more lighting photos, especially in the morning. I expect to start the painting on Wednesday. Do you want a copy of the picture to show Tan what the finished product will look like?”
“Please. One of the sketch showing your ideas for the scene as well.” She sent me the photo of me and took a photo of the scene sketch on her phone and sent it as well.
I hugged them both goodbye and left. As soon as I got home, I went into the shower, removed my plug and washed it and myself. All I put on after the shower was one of Tan’s t-shirts, long enough to cover my sexy bits, but not much more. I started supper, something special, vodka chicken with capers, with a baked potato and some salad. I’d made it for Tan once before and he’d really appreciated it. It was time intensive, but well worth the effort. I didn’t have time to bake the potatoes before Tan got home, so I microwaved them one at a time and put them in the oven at 150 degrees to keep them warm until the chicken was done.
When Tan got home, he appreciated the brevity of my outfit and spent a few minutes nuzzling me from behind while I cooked, his hands pulling up the bottom of his shirt and caressing my sex.
“Be careful, Tan. We wouldn’t want your vodka chicken to burn,” I murmured. “Why don’t you make us both drinks or crack open a bottle of wine. We can play after supper if you wish.”
“I can hardly wait,” he replied. He kissed my neck and ear before doing as I asked and opening a bottle of white wine.
He handed me my glass before going to the bedroom to change. I was surprised when he came back naked, his cock dangling heavily before him.
In response to my look, he said, “So we can get started right after eating without any delays. In fact, you should remove your shirt too.”
I smiled at him. “Not until I’m done cooking. I don’t want to get burned by any spatters. Might ruin the whole evening.”
“Wait until the cooking is done, I can,” speaking like Yoda in Star Wars.
“It won’t be long. Five more minutes or so. Put the salads on the table and pick whatever dressing you want. I’ll have the Fuji apple. Have a seat, drink your wine, relax.”
He got the dressings and set the bowls of salad on the table. He also set some candles on the table and lit them, turning off the dining room lights in the process. He brought the open bottle of wine and set it on the table. In a little more than five, I plated the chicken and baked potato and brought everything into the dining room. When everything was on the table, I pulled the t-shirt off. I was pleased to see his cock twitch when I did so. I sat down next to him. Before he took a bite of anything, his hand reached over and cupped a breast, turning my nipples into taut, aching nubs.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “I love you desperately.”
“Thank you, Mr. Tan. You’re quite the handsome gentleman yourself.” I circled his cock with my hand and he twitched again and filled it quickly. I released him and patted the head. “Now, behave yourself until we eat this fine meal I slaved over.”
We both enjoyed the meal, though both of us were rushing through it faster than our custom for most meals, both anticipating the dessert our nudity promised. As soon as our plates were clean, Tan cupped my sex, a finger inserted into my sheath. Gasping at the sudden invasion, I said, “At least let me put the cold items back in the refrigerator.”
“All right,” he reluctantly agreed, withdrawing his finger, leaving an empty place in my pussy. “But no more. The dishes can wait.” I got up and started to clear the food items. He added, “you’re starting to let your pubic hair grow out again. I can feel stubble.”
“Do you like it bare?”
“I do. I was surprised you took it off, but I like it this way.”
“Perhaps you’ll help me shave it,” I suggested. “After.”
“After what?”
“After you’ve made love to me. You can’t stick your finger in me and leave me like that.”
“Leave you like what?”
“Wet and wanting you.” I walked into the kitchen with my ass swinging and swaying, giving him an eyeful.
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When I returned, he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. “I certainly wouldn’t to leave you wet and wanting,” he said. “I know how to take care of that.”
“I was hoping you did, sir.” I giggled.
Tan tossed me on the bed and I bounced once before coming to rest with my legs spread and waiting. He attacked my pussy with his mouth first, quickly preparing me to accept him. When he plunged deep inside me, I gasped in pleasure.
“Fuck me,” I begged.
He stared at me for a second, before laughing and thrusting again. “Fuck you, huh?”
“Yes, please. I want you to pound me.”
“Not make love?”
“Not this time. This time I want you to fuck me.”
“Your wish is my command, Mrs. Tan.”
He pulled out and plunged into me again, hard, rocking my body. I groaned. He pushed my legs up, bending me in two, my legs resting on his shoulders and he had his way with me. I climaxed soon after he started, trembling uncontrollably as he continued to thump into me. His prick turned my pussy into a frothy mess. I could look down between us and see his cock coated in a heavy layer of my cum. I closed my eyes and surrendered to him, letting him carry me down his lewd path. I orgasmed a few more times before his body tightened and I felt him send a flood of sperm into me. We both panted shallowly, gasping for breath, overcome with the outpouring of passion, the energy expended. He kept me pinned to the bed like a butterfly as he throbbed inside me. Even after his pulsing stopped, I felt nailed into position until his shaft started to shrink. Finally able to breathe, we kissed, attacking each other’s tongue with an eagerness belying our spent passion.
“Was that enough of a fucking for you, Mrs. Tan?” Tan asked.
“For the moment, Mr. Tan. I don’t think we’re done for the evening.”
I pushed him off me and turned around to take his cum encrusted cock in my mouth, cleaning him off and preparing him for another round. Even after he was hard, I managed to keep all of him in my mouth, putting my newfound skills to practice. I continued to lick and suck his organ until he surrendered another wave of cum to my throat.
When I swallowed all of his offering, I said, “Now, sir. If you wish me bare, you must shave me. If I’m not mistaken, you’ll be ready to fuck again. Given you’ve cum twice before, I assume I might ride you awhile before you cum again.”
“What’s gotten into you this evening?” Tan asked.
“Can’t a wife love her husband without something having gotten into her?”
“I suppose, but it’s not the usual, so unexpected.”
“Let me show you the pose Suki and I finally decided on.”
“I thought I already chose one.”
“It was fine tuned. You’ll see.”
I got up and found my phone, bringing it back to the bed. I opened her text and clicked on the picture, blowing it up. I showed it to him.
“Brenda, fuck! This is unbelievable. It’s amazing.” His cock started to stir again.
“I feel it’s very racy, but it’s in line with what we decided and I do find it sexy,” I said. “Suki was thinking of a setting like the roaring twenties, kind of flapper style. She touched up her original sketch, to show what she was thinking of. Just plant that picture in this setting.”
I showed him the updated sketch, the gramophone, lamp, lacy curtains, the book, the plate of food with the bitten apple and grapes.
“That’s perfect. Her client will love it.”
“How do you know?”
“Because who wouldn’t?” Tan said. “Assuming he’s male, he’ll probably beat off to it every night.”
“It doesn’t bother you to know your wife would be subject to such lewd fantasies?”
“He won’t know it’s you. Why should I care?”
I shrugged my shoulders. I didn’t know, but it seemed like he should.
“Come on, husband. Take care of your wife’s stubble.”
I pulled him out of bed and into the bathroom. While I sat on the edge of the tub, he shaved me, making me smooth for him once more. As he pushed my folds and flaps around to run the razor down my skin without nicking me, he got progressively harder. By the time he finished wiping the shaving cream off my pussy, I was wet for him, and he was fully erect, his cock quivering with each beat of his heart. I led him back to the bed and directed he lie down. When he was flat on his back, I mounted him and directed his cock to my sheath and sank down over his stalk, quivering in lust as his thickness parted me.
Proceeding to ride him until he released, I had three more orgasms before he shared his essence with me. As I expected, he lasted a long time given his prior climaxes, so I was glad it was me riding him instead of the other way around. I’m not sure my pussy would have survived had I not controlled the speed and force of our union. When he was done, he went to sleep, completely worn out. I got up and cleaned up the dishes.
No matter what was decided tomorrow with Jolene, I needed to make sure Tan would be the first one to use my ass. I didn’t want my blackmailer to have my anal virginity. If it was something I had to surrender, Tan should be the one to have it. My blackmailer had taken so many firsts from me. I didn’t want him to have another. Given Tan’s size, I would have to wait until I’d worn the largest plug to ensure I could take his cock. I had to make sure whatever was decided tomorrow would result in Tan having first access to my bottom. Suddenly, I had an idea. If it worked, I would ensure Tan was the first one into my bottom.
When I climbed into bed, I curled around Tan’s warm, naked body and tried to dream of a life where he was my only lover.
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The next morning, after Tan left, I put in the fourth largest size plug in my bottom. This was the first one which engendered more than a little discomfort getting it in. The pain only extended for the moment the widest part went past my sphincter, settling for tenderness after it was embedded. I took the photos and posted them to the website as usual. When the posting was made, I went into the shower and removed it, cleaning it off and replacing it in the box. I looked at the largest one. It looked so huge. But if I wanted to guarantee Tan my anal virginity, I needed to give it to him tonight. If he was to get it tonight, I had to prepare my ass with the largest plug.
I smothered my anus with lube, then added more to the butt plug. I tried pushing it in, relaxing my sphincter as much as I could, but as soon as it became painful, I had to stop. No wonder the sizes were gradual. If one had to start with the largest, it couldn’t be done, and I was essentially skipping a size and not allowing myself to be accustomed to the smaller one before graduating to the largest. I had to find a way to get it in.
There had to be something I could do beside applying lubricant to it. I needed some way other than trying to push it past the muscular ring. All of a sudden, I thought of sitting on it. I needed a flat surface the plug could stand on and let my body do the work. The floor would work, but I wanted something cleaner and higher. I looked for a chair or stool with a flat surface, but all of our furniture had either cushions or curved surfaces. Eventually, I looked around the bathroom and realized I could use the edge of the tub, or even the toilet seat with the lid down. I set the plug on the toilet lid, but the surface was a little curved and a light plastic, and I was afraid it might tip at the wrong time.
I set it down on the tub’s edge. It didn’t wobble and looked fairly sturdy. I added more lube to myself and the plug. Pushing it part way in, I crouched over the tub, holding it steady, then sat down. Fuck! The pain as it went in past the widest part was excruciating. Fortunately, it quickly subsided to a dull roar as the plug seated itself in my bottom. This size was no longer mildly uncomfortable, it bordered on painful. If I was going to give my ass to Tan, I had to tolerate the size. It wasn’t only the width of this one, it was the length as well. I hadn’t measured the plugs, but this one looked to be around six inches long and I could feel it moving inside me. Taking some ibuprofen to ease the discomfort, I gave myself time to get used to it before leaving to meet Suki.
The drive to the prop store was a religious experience. Any bump or pothole causing my ass to bounce on the seat, sent a jolt of lightning through me, centered on my anus. Normal road vibrations were transmitted through the glass rod to the nerve endings in my bottom and I found myself becoming aroused, enough so I worried my panties were becoming wet. When I got to the prop store, I arrived just seconds before Suki, who I saw walking towards me down the sidewalk, drinking Starbucks coffee. I waited at the door so we could go in together.
Going inside, we spoke to the clerk about the items we wanted. Surprisingly, they had a lot of their props divided up by time periods, so she led us back to the section depicting the time period in question, and left us alone to pick out what we wanted.
“Why are you walking so funny?” Suki asked. “You’re moving as if you’ve got a stick up your ass.”
“I do, in a manner of speaking. I’ve got the largest butt plug in me today.”
“I thought you were doing the largest size tomorrow?”
“That was the plan. I changed it. I wanted Tan to have me tonight.”
“What’s the rush?”
I couldn’t tell her the real reason. If I didn’t do Tan tonight, someone else might have my anal virginity and I didn’t want them to have it.
“You said we’d be done early today and it gives me the chance to set the mood at home. Plus, when you start to paint tomorrow, I won’t have anything in my bottom.”
“How much mood do you need for someone to fuck your ass?”
“More than you, apparently.”
“How big is it?”
“About this long.” I held my hands apart. “And this big around at it’s widest.” I curled my fingers to show her. “And this wide where it’s anchored now.” I narrowed the circle to show her."
“Shit! It is a stick.”
“Quite. It has to be to prepare me for Tan. He’s fairly large,” I said.
“So you said. So this last one is Tan’s size?”
“Tan’s longer.”
“You found yourself a big boy, huh?”
“So I’m told. I don’t have a lot of comparison, but I’m assured he’s on the large side.” Actually, I had more comparison than I wished for, but of the other five cocks I’d seen, Tan’s was the largest. Only the one I hadn’t seen felt near to Tan’s size inside me.
“Good luck,” Suki said. “You might need it.”
We found several items in the prop place to use for my painting. Suki got a cart and we filled it up with the items we wanted. We brought them to the cashier.
“How long do you want them for?” She asked.
“Three to four weeks, I should think,” Suki said.
“That long? Most rentals are for a few days.”
“I’m doing a painting. It will take longer.”
“Of course. You might want to paint these items first, then return them. We charge by the day. I’ll charge you for three weeks, but you’ll receive any money back for unused days. Please call if you’ll need it past three weeks.”
“Do all the items work?” Suki asked.
The clerk looked it over. “The lamp works. The gramophone turntable turns, for movies, but it doesn’t play. They have to dub the music in. Everything else is static.”
Suki nodded. The clerk rang us up and Shizuko paid. We loaded the things into both our cars.
“Meet you back at the house,” Suki said.
“I’ll see you there.”
Once again, the drive was interesting, to say the least. There was one cobblestone street I had to drive to get to Suki’s which nearly brought me to orgasm. I was beginning to see why people might find anal sex acceptable. Thankfully, it was only about four blocks long. If it had been longer, who knows what might have happened.
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The first thing Suki did after we got to her house was take some more pictures of me in the morning sunlight. She had printed out an eight by ten picture of the pose we wanted and using that, got me back into the correct position. She set the camera on a tripod and set it up to take pictures every ten minutes. She told me to hold the pose and while I laid there, having my picture taken at regular intervals, she unloaded both cars and brought everything into the house, setting it up around me. Without stepping between me and the camera, she turned her living room from something modern to a scene from the past. After about ninety minutes, my body was complaining from holding position so long and I said something to her.
“Geez, I’m sorry. I should have given you a break after an hour. Get up, stretch, move around. I’ll stop the camera.”
I got up and did some stretching, working the kinks out, while looking around at what she’d done to the place. Except for the couch, which still looked modern, it was transformed.
“We have to do something about the couch,” I said. “It doesn’t fit here at all.”
“I know. I don’t really want to rent a couch though. I have no way to haul it here, and no place to put this one if I replace it temporarily.”
“It wouldn’t look so odd except for the fabrics. The styling could be a little old fashioned, but the fabric pattern is too modern,” I said.
“I know.” She thought for awhile. “Erin’s grandmother has some old things. Her house is like a museum. Maybe Erin and I could borrow something from her to give us the look we need. I’ll check with Erin when she gets home. Let’s look at the photos and see if we want to make any changes to the set up and see which lighting looks best.”
“Sure.”
We looked through the nine photos taken so far, comparing them to those from yesterday.
“I’ve got to say,” Suki said, “I like the morning photos much better for lighting than the afternoon ones. The contrast between light and shadow is much more dramatic.”
“I agree,” I said. “The ones around 10:30 both days look the best. We should also turn on the lamp behind me and see if that makes a difference, good or bad.”
“Done. What do you think about the rest of the items? Anything we should move around there?”
I pondered the question. It looked pretty nice now. Suki had put a book on the floor, though it was a placeholder; a Harold Robbins novel instead of a period author. The plate had plastic fruit. We wouldn’t replace it with real food until it was time to paint it.
“I’m thinking the flowers should be half in the light, half in the shadow. It looks too staged at the moment. I think the book should be ‘Women in Love’, by D. H. Lawrence. It has erotic qualities which would fit the theme we’re creating; woman reading a book, thinking of pleasuring herself. It came out before the 1920’s. ‘Lady Chatterly’s Lover’ wasn’t published in English until around 1930. I think it’s an interesting play on your own situation, since you and Erin are lovers.”
“Perfect. I love it,” Suki said. “I love both those ideas.”
She adjusted the vase with the plastic flowers and turned on the lamp.
“Get back on the couch and I’ll take a few more pictures.”
Acquiescing, I lay back down and let her take some more photos to see what the affect of the changes were. Finishing up, we both agreed they looked almost perfect. Only the couch needed changing.
“I think we’re done for the day,” Shizuko said. “You can put your clothes back on and I’ll see you back here tomorrow at eight-thirty.”
“I told Tan I’d try to pick up some books for him from the library; some new author he really likes. Would you like me to pick up ‘Women in Love’?”
“I thought I’d just use any book and put the title on it,” Suki said, “but sure, why not, if you’re going anyway.”
“No problem. See you tomorrow.”
“You’ll have to tell me how tonight goes, with Tan. Whether or not you like anal sex.”
“I won’t give you the details, but I can say whether I liked it, I suppose.”
I never made it to the library……. ………
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I was parked on the street and as I walked back to my car, I passed a white van. A familiar voice told me to hand over my purse and get in the back of the van as before. I looked up at my blackmailer’s hidden face and silently handed over my purse and walked to the back of the van, climbing in the unlocked door. He told me to strip off my clothes and I started doing so, crying silently. I’d thought to evade him by changing the plugs today. When I was naked, he had me put my hands toward him. He fastened leather cuffs around my wrist.
As he attached them to a pole in the front, I asked, “Is this really necessary? I’m being cooperative.”
“You’re being cooperative now. You may be a little less so when I start raping your ass.”
He was right. As soon as he said it, I started pulling and tugging, trying to get away, but my bonds kept me controlled.
“I’ll scream rape,” I said, my teeth gritted.
“I don’t think you’ll do that. I might get arrested, but as soon as I show the police and district attorney pictures of you eagerly sucking cock and begging to be fucked in a van like this one, I suspect I’ll get released. Then your secret will be out. Your husband and family, your friends, everyone you know, will find out what a little slut you are, sucking my cock on your wedding day, fucking others on your honeymoon, multiple others. Being spitroasted in a van and begging for it. It’s a hopeless case for a conviction. I’ll be out before everyone’s even had a chance to review the flood of material that hits the internet. So go ahead and scream if you want.”
I closed my mouth.
“That’s more like it.” He climbed into the back of the van with me and started stroking my ass.
“I thought you were going to wait until I used the largest plug.”
He smacked my ass.
“Address me as sir, slut. What is the plug in your ass now, Mrs. Tan? It seemed you couldn’t wait until I fucked your ass. You skipped right over the second largest to the largest. The only thing I can conclude is you want your ass fucked today.”
“Not by you,” I said. I added the sir, reluctantly. “Sir. I wanted my husband to take my anal virginity before you had it. Please. Let my husband fuck me first. You can fuck it tomorrow.”
“If you wanted your husband to fuck your ass, you should have let him fuck it earlier. I told you I was going to fuck you when you wore the largest plug.”
“I needed to prepare my ass, sir. You said it needed to be prepared and he’s bigger than you.”
“You should have prepared it with something other than my plugs. Too bad.”
“Please, sir,” I pleaded, “let him have my anal virginity. It’s all I’m asking. I’ll do whatever else you want.”
“You’re going to do whatever else I want anyway. Aren’t you, Mrs. Tan?”
I heard his zipper go down and his cock plunged into my pussy. The large plug and all the movement I’d done since putting it in left my pussy so moist, he went right in. I cried out in despair.
“Please, sir. Fuck my slutty cunt right now. I’ll suck your cock and you can shoot your cum all over my face. Just give me twenty-four hours and my ass is all yours.”
“I’ll think about it, but you’d better show me a little gratitude.”
“Thank you, sir. Please, sir. Whatever you want. I’m all yours.”
“Beg for it.”
“Please fuck my slutty cunt, sir. Fuck me hard and make me cum. I want you to make me cum so bad.”
“Fuck me back.”
“Yes, sir.” I started rocking back against him, fucking him, opening myself to him, trying to give him everything I had. I could hear his camera clicking behind me, knowing he was taking more pictures.
“Beg some more.”
I knew he wanted to have video of me begging to be fucked; something more to protect himself and to threaten me with, but I was willing to give him whatever he wanted if he let Tan have my ass first.
“Please, sir, I’m begging you. Let me fuck myself on your hard cock. Please, let me cum on your cock. I want it so badly, sir. You can cum on my face. Let me feel all your hot, salty sperm spatter my nasty slut face, sir.”
My blackmailer started playing with the plug in my back door, while playing with my clit. He tugged on it, pulling it an inch or two out, expanding my rectum, then pushing it back in. God, it felt good, and I let him know it, still begging.
“You’re going to make me cum, sir. Your cock feels so good. Make me cum, sir. Please let me cum.”
I spasmed over him, allowing myself to cum freely, not fighting it. I shuddered, my orgasm extending in waves from my pussy and ass. I could feel my body contracting over the plug and his cock. It was so powerful, I was still shaking a couple minutes later. He pulled out of my pussy and moved up by my face. I turned to face him and he still had his camera out, filming. He pumped his cock a couple times and sent sprays of his hot, thick, spunk all over my face and hair. I smiled as he did it, letting him photograph my face as he shot all over my grinning face.
“Yes, sir. Cum on my face, sir. Let me feel your hot cum all over my face.”
“Suck it clean, slut.”
He waved his cock in my face and I captured it in my mouth and proceeded to suck him clean. He never lost his erection as a result. When he was fully hard again he moved back to my sex and plunged back in. I fucked back against him, being the obedient little whore so he’d leave my ass alone. I felt him moving the plug again figured he was going to tease me with it some more. Instead, he pulled it from my ass and I felt my butt gapping after it was removed. Drops of cold liquid fell on my ass and he smoothed it around the hole.
“What are you doing, sir.”
“I’m getting your ass ready for my cock.”
“Please, sir. You said you’d wait if I was pleasing to you. I did everything you asked. Please don’t fuck my ass.”
“You’re mistaken, slut. I didn’t say I’d wait. I said I’d think about it. I thought about it and I still want to fuck your whore ass.”
I started moving my ass all around to keep him from entering me, but my arms and hands were confined and I couldn’t use them at all. I tried kicking, but he pinned them down. I dropped my ass to the ground, but nothing I did was successful. I felt his cock at my back door and he plunged in, sliding easily past the muscle now my ass had been prepared. I screeched and he slapped my ass again.
“Keep that up and you’ll get your wish and the cops will show and I’ll show them your cum smattered face and you begging to be fucked. They won’t even arrest me.”
“I put the other one in and posted it this morning,” I cried as he fucked me. “How did you know I wore this one? And I left the other at home. How did you track me here?”
“You figured that out, did you? Clever girl. Or did your detective agency figure it out for you?”
“How did you know?”
“Thank you for confirming that for me. After one of my last contacts with you, you went to a building downtown. I wondered what was there and ran a check on the address. Lo and behold! A detective agency was located there. By the way; the tracking device in your plug is activated by body heat. Imagine my surprise this morning when your fourth day plug went dark and your final day plug went active. Lovely. Meant I got to enjoy this beautiful ass one day sooner than anticipated.”
I shuddered and quietly cried as he reamed my virgin ass. Tan wouldn’t get my ass first either. I felt horrible. This man was taking everything from me and I didn’t have any choice. Given he’d cum once already, he was able to go for a long time. Sliding in and out of my anus, I climaxed after ten minutes and my humiliation and despair was complete. I sobbed openly now.
“I knew you were the perfect whore. Your body was made for sex,” he said as I moaned through my orgasm. “Your husband should turn you out on the streets. He could retire on the money he made from you. Most whores don’t enjoy sex as much as you do. Hearing you moan through your orgasms will drive lots of repeat business.”
He plunged into my ass for another half dozen minutes. Finally, he went rigid and I felt his cum coating the interior of my rectum. He pulled out, wiping his slimy cock on my ass.
“Someday, I’m going to make you lick this clean,” he said.
I threw up. I emptied all the contents of my stomach in his van, my guts churning.
“What the fuck! You bitch!”
I was glad, even though I was half lying in my own puke. I heaved again, the smell overwhelming.
“Jesus!”
Maybe I should learn to puke and defecate on command. Maybe he wouldn’t be so eager to use me if I was covered in shit and vomit.
“You shouldn’t have suggested you would force me to clean your shit covered cock,” I whispered raggedly. “My stomach rebels at the suggestion.”
“Get the fuck out.”
I shook my bonds. “I’d love to. You need to release me.”
I heard him zip his pants and he climbed out the back and into the front so he wouldn’t have to crawl through my vomit. He released my hands and I sat up. I found a towel in the back he’d used to wipe himself clean. I wiped myself off as best I could. Fortunately, none of my clothes was lying near me. They were clean; cleaner than me. I put them on, and climbed out of the van, leaving a disgusting mess back there. It felt just. A disgusting mess in his van for the disgusting mess he’d made of my life.
Going to the front of the van and stuck out my hand. “My purse.”
He handed it to me. “I’ll see you later,” he said.
I took my purse and turned away. He drove off. Maybe next time, I could puke all over him instead of the floor of the van. I got into my car and woodenly travelled home. I was tempted to drive the car into a bridge abutment, to end my life. It would look more like an accident than suicide. Tan wouldn’t be blamed. But what if I didn’t die? I could remove my seatbelt, but I didn’t know how to disable the airbags, and if I did, would it look as though someone was trying to kill me or I was committing suicide. Plus, I remembered my conversations with Kathy and Jolene. I should at least give Jolene a chance to catch this bastard. I recalled what happened to her rapist. Boating accident. Jolene seemed almost as mad at my blackmailer as I did. Perhaps there was a boating accident in his future. I smiled.
When I got home, I took all my clothes off and threw them into a big trash bag, along with the box with the rest of plugs. I took a shower, scrubbing myself nearly raw. My anus was sore. He’d fucked me quite a long time. Putting on some clothes, I threw the trash bag into the dumpster in the lot. I went back into the house and called Jolene.
“Hey, Brenda,” she said, “you ready to talk about our plans for tomorrow?”
“No need.” I barely got the words out before I started crying again.
“Oh no, Brenda. I’m so sorry. What happened?”
“He got to me today. I put the largest plug in me today so I could offer my anal virginity to Tan tonight in case tomorrow went wrong. The trackers in the plugs are body heat activated so he knew my ass was prepared and he followed my signal to Shizuko’s house. He had another van, white this time. He took me, Jolene. He took my ass.” I cried harder.
“Brenda. Do you want me to come over?”
“Not today. Tan will be home too soon. Come tomorrow morning. I want to sleep now.”
“I’ll be there at eight.”
“Thank you.” I disconnected.
I texted Suki to let her know I couldn’t start tomorrow, I was feeling ill. I also texted Tan to let him know I was sick and to get whatever he needed for supper, but I was going to bed.
He texted back asking what was wrong. I told him flu. I said I’d thrown up, which was true. He asked me if I wanted him to come home.
To watch me sleep. I don’t think so. Just grab some supper and let me sleep.
I love you.
I love you too, I texted back, sobbing again.
I took some Tylenol PM and went to bed, curling up in a small ball. It still took me over an hour to sleep, but I finally did. I woke up briefly when Tan came home and rattled around in the kitchen, but physically and emotionally exhausted, I dropped off again before he came to bed.
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Brenda finally learns the identity of her blackmailer. What will she do?
This chapter contains oral and anal sex, lesbian sex, facials, double penetration and non-consent. Forewarned is forearmed. Don’t read further if these items don’t float your boat.
Chapter 14
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Mutually Assured Destruction
I was still asleep when Jolene rang the doorbell the following morning. It took me awhile to put something on and open the door. As soon as I did, Jolene rushed through the door and hugged me in a fierce embrace.
“I’m so sorry, Brenda. I’m so sorry we didn’t catch the bastard before.”
“He knows I’ve hired you.”
“How does he know?” Jolene asked. “Was he following you?”
“It’s partly my fault. After he had sex with me Saturday, he watched my signal from the plug and saw I went to your business address. He cross checked the address with tenants and saw a private detective service was one of the tenants. When I asked him how he found me yesterday after I left the other plug at home, he told me I was a clever girl for figuring out I was tracked by it, or was it the detective agency I hired. I didn’t realize he was testing me and blurted out, how did he know. So when he asked, I confirmed it for him.”
“Even the fact he suspected, caused him to be cautious. It’s why he’s doing things like surprising you and changing vehicles and license plates. He figured you’re being watched. He’s a slick bastard; I’ll give him that. I’m sorry, Brenda. To catch this guy, we need to establish full daytime surveillance on you. He’s being too coy.”
“I won’t be wearing a tracking device anymore. The plugs served his primary purpose and I threw them away.”
“That certainly helps,” Jolene said, “but our office is so far away, and with him knowing we’re the ones helping you, it means he’ll know how long it will take us to respond. Even given you’ve the opportunity to call or text, and you didn’t yesterday, he knows how long he’s got with you before we can get anyone there. If you’re home, he’s got 45-60 minutes alone with you depending on traffic. He can do what he wants and leave before we can respond.”
“How long a drive is it between your office and Shizuko’s house?” I asked.
“Are you going to be there every day?”
“All except the weekends. I’m modeling for her. It was my plan to get out of the house.”
Jolene checked her phones map application. “Twenty to twenty five minutes, but he knows it too. He has the same capability to check a map and see how long it takes. As long as he keeps his attacks under that time limit, we can’t get there fast enough.”
“Let’s give it a try, anyway. None of his attacks have lasted that quickly. He wants to drive home my helplessness, my sluttiness. All of his previous attacks lasted longer. I can keep an eye out for vans and let you know if I see one outside Shizuko’s before I leave the house. I’d like to have some money left in my account if I can help it.”
“I understand. Okay, we’ll give it a shot.”
She hugged me once more and left.
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That night, I let Tan fuck my ass. There was no point in protecting it anymore. My blackmailer had used it once and I assumed he’d use it again. It had been more enjoyable than I’d thought possible, and even if Tan was larger, I believed if he was gentle, it wouldn’t be terrible.
As he made love to me that evening after I’d had my first orgasm, I asked him if he would like to put his cock in my ass. He stopped in surprise.
“I’d love to,” Tan replied. “But it should be properly prepared for anal sex by stretching it out. I can get some plugs if you want to try it.”
I lied. “After you told me you’d enjoy anal sex with me, I investigated the practice and got some plugs. I’ve been wearing them during the day to prepare.”
“You’re kidding!” He pulled out of my pussy.
“No, Tan. Not kidding. Here’s the picture Suki took of the final pose we agreed on. You can see the plug in my butt.”
I pulled my phone off the nightstand and showed him the picture. He whistled. “You’re gorgeous, Brenda. This is wonderful. I can’t believe you have a plug in your ass.”
“Suki and Erin were surprised too, but they both like anal sex, so not as surprised as you are.”
“They’re lesbians. What do they know about anal sex?”
“Strap-ons apparently have more than one purpose.”
“I suppose they do,” he mused.
“Anyway, it’s my first time,” I lied again, “so you need to be very gentle and go slow. There’s some lubricant in the nightstand.” Actually, he needed to go slow as I didn’t know if my anus would still be feeling the affects of yesterday’s rape.
“I’ll be gentle,” he agreed. “You’ll hardly know I’m in there.”
“I doubt that’s true, Mr. Tan; but I appreciate you taking your time.”
He got the lube and carefully greased my butt and his cock. I was a little worried. The last plug had been as thick as Tan, at least around the widest point, but not as long. My blackmailer wasn’t as big or long, so even though I’d cum for him, I was concerned Tan might hurt more.
When he’d thoroughly oiled us both, including using a finger to stretch me out a little, Tan put the head of his cock at my back door and pushed. Reluctantly, my ass parted for him, with a sharp twinge of pain. I flinched and he stopped.
“Does it hurt?” Tan asked.
“A little, but don’t stop. Keep going until you’re all the way in, then pause while I get used to your size.”
He pushed harder and his head popped through. I sighed when it did as it was the widest part. He held still.
“You’re so tight,” he said.
“You’re so big,” I replied.
After a couple minutes, I said, “Very slowly, work yourself in deeper. I’ll stop you if it’s too much.”
Without speaking, he nudged his way forward. It was uncomfortable, like the largest plug had been, but not intolerable. I was grunting a little, in a very unladylike manner, but getting by. Finally it stopped.
“I’m all the way in,” Tan said, and I realized I could feel his ball sack dangling against my pussy and his short pubes tickling my bottom.
“Stop there,” I instructed. “I’m still getting used to how deep you are.”
Tan held still for me. I could feel his cock throbbing in my rectum, his pumping blood causing it to twitch slightly. I was so full. The largest plug and blackmailer’s cock failing to fully prepare me for how full I was. Gradually, my rectum quit trying to squeeze him out and gradually relaxed more around his cock.
“Very slowly; you may move,” I said.
Tan withdrew an inch or two, then inched forward. When I accepted that, he withdrew more, and pushed back in. Slowly and relentlessly, he started using his whole erection to fuck my ass, and I accommodated it. The discomfort of his movement eased and I felt the first twinges of pleasure building up in my pussy, as if my ass and pussy were connected somehow. Tan reached down and began playing with my clit, intensifying my mounting pleasure.
“Do you like my ass?” I moaned to him. “Do you like fucking my ass?”
“Do I,” he grunted back to me. “You’re so fucking tight; it’s like you’re strangling my cock.”
He sped up more, and I tolerated it, even reveled in it. He was fucking my ass almost as hard as he usually pounded my pussy and I was loving it. He pinched a nipple while he fucked me, continuing to tease my clit as well.
I screamed for him, “I’m cumming, Tan. You’re fucking my ass and I’m cumming.”
My whole body convulsed, bearing down on his cock. I felt him him expand in my butt and his cock pulsed, shooting jet after jet of his cum deep inside my bowels. We were both shaking, almost as if we were cold, as our orgasms swept through us like a rip tide. The sensations eased and Tan pulled me down, collapsing on our sides, breathing hard. His cock was still in me, but I felt it start to dwindle in size.
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“Thank you, Brenda. I loved it.” He kissed the back of my neck.
“I enjoyed it too,” I said. “More than I thought possible.”
“So you’d be willing to do it again?” Tan asked.
“If you’re as careful as you were this time,” I said. “You really are large and I was very full.”
We lay there, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms until Tan finally popped from my bottom. “I’d better get up and clean myself off,” he said.
“Could you get me some tissues,” I said. “I feel your cum leaking from me.”
“Of course.”
“I think I need to take a shower,” I said. “Make sure I’m clean before sleeping tonight.”
“Do you want some help?” Tan asked. “I can wash your back.”
“You’ve done enough to my backside tonight, Tan. I’ll manage the rest, thank you.”
He grinned at me. “I did, didn’t I?”
I smiled back. “Go on. Get cleaned up. I’ll take my shower when you’re done.”
He handed me some tissues which I placed against my back door, while he went to shower. I could feel it gapping, but it was closing slowly and I felt that too.
He returned ten minutes later still grinning, quite happy to have fucked my ass. As long as he was happy, I guess I’d achieved my purpose and assuaged a little of my guilt. I showered and checked my bottom when I was done. My anus was fully closed so I supposed I had nothing to worry about there as long as I was careful and didn’t do anal sex too often. My bottom was mildly sore, but it was a pleasant soreness, almost like the muscle ache after a good workout. Sore for a good cause.
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I started going to Suki’s every day for her painting. I know she wanted to finish her commission project and get some money in the bank. Every day before leaving, I’d check for the presence of any van’s outside her house. Except for a plumbing van one day, with workers going into a house across the street, I never saw one. After a week, I was hoping he was done with me, but I wasn’t so lucky. As I was walking back to my car, I got called from the open window of a car.
“Get in,” he said. “You know what to do.”
I didn’t have an opportunity to text Jolene or Mauro without him seeing. I got in the car and he was sitting with his cock out of his jeans, hoodie over his face.
“We’re practically in public, sir,” I said. “We could get arrested.”
“Practically isn’t in public. The windows are tinted and it won’t take long. Once you bend over my cock, nobody will even see you in the car.”
Asshole. I bent over his prick and started to suck. I wanted to get it over with quickly, so did as much as I could to make him cum. He held my head down over his cock, forcing me on it. I expected he’d want me to swallow to keep his jeans clean. I hoped to let some fall out of my mouth so his crotch would be wet. He surprised me. Just before he orgasmed, he pulled my head up by the hair and sprayed a huge load all over my face. It felt like he’d been saving it for a week. Apparently, he didn’t care whether his jeans got dirty, because it dripped from my face all over him. When the spurting stopped, he pushed my face over his prick, to drain the last few drops from his stalk. Fuck.
“Now get the fuck out of my car, slut.”
“Do you have something to wipe my face with, sir?”
“Sluts should wear their cum in public, so everyone knows what they are. Get out.”
I climbed out of the car. Given his treatment, I needed to start carrying something with me to clean myself with; a hand towel, paper towels, something. I memorized the license plate number and make and model of the car until I could write it down. In the car, I found some drive thru napkins in the glove box and wiped the cum off my face. I texted Jolene the information.
I was confronted by kidnapper again outside Shizuko’s house. Black Dodge Charger with tinted windows, License No, PFA5612.
Are you all right?
Not as bad as last time. All he did was make me blow him, then cum on my face.
Do you need someone to talk to?
How did I feel? Better than most times, I guess. When did I start thinking sucking my blackmailer’s cock was no big deal? I texted, I’m good.
Rat bastard.
Agreed.
I went home, took a shower and brushed my teeth. When Tan got home, we had supper, made love, and I was happy I didn’t have to worry whether another man’s cum would leak out of my pussy or ass at an inopportune time. Everything was good or as good as it could be under the circumstances.
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Jolene called me the next day and told me the license plate was from a Honda Civic, so it was stolen again. From that time forward, it wasn’t just vans I watched for outside of Suki’s. I looked for anything out of the ordinary. Any cars I didn’t see every other day I was there, I inspected more closely to see if someone was sitting inside. I didn’t see my blackmailer again for ten days. This time it wasn’t at Shizuko’s. I was going home after posing, leaving early because Suki and Erin had some event they were attending that afternoon. As I passed a little strip mall close to home, I received a text from him.
Turn into the parking lot at the next light. Look for a red, panel truck in the lot and climb into the back. Strip. You won’t need clothes for what you’ll be doing next.
Fuck. Was I being followed? How the hell did he know where I was. Sure it was on the way back home, but turn in at the next light was pretty specific instructions. I called Jolene and told her.
“Shit, you’re almost home. It’s at least 45 minutes there if I’m lucky.”
“I’ll try to stall as much as I can. Please hurry.”
“I’m on my way.”
I turned in at the light. The parking lot wasn’t large. The red panel truck stuck out like a sore thumb. I wondered if I could pretend I didn’t see it. I drove past it.
Ding. New message. You just drove past it. Don’t play games, Mrs. Tan. You won’t like the result.
Someone was watching me. I parked the car, took a picture of the back of the truck and leaving my purse locked in the car, walked over to the truck and climbed into the back. There was a mattress thrown in the back with some sheets and a battery operated lamp. Closing the door, I started removing my clothes. My blackmailer got in behind me, tossing me another mask.
“Put this on. We’re having another special guest star. Hurry.”
As soon as I was naked, I put on the mask and all was blackness again. The door at the back of the truck opened and closed and footsteps approached. I heard the sound of the others getting undressed, the thin sound of zippers and clothes hitting the floor of the truck. Someone laid down on the mattress beside me.
My blackmailer said, “Mount him.”
I felt around and found an erect cock. I climbed on, but was dry and he didn’t slide into me easily. I felt his hand spread lube on my pussy and his cock and I slipped over him. I opened my mouth to take the cock I expected to be thrust into my mouth. Instead, a hand started spreading lube over my anus and a cock speared into my rectum, hard and fast, causing a quick intake of breath. I’d continued letting Tan use my ass every few days, and I was used to taking his huge cock, but never with someone else in my pussy. I was packed full.
For a few moments, no one moved, and I was skewered between them, their cocks nearly touching within my body. Then my blackmailer started fucking my ass, and the one I was riding caressed my breasts and played with my clit. Once again, my body started betraying me and my arousal built. My nipples were hard and taut and I began moving over the prick in my pussy, becoming consumed with lust. I knew they could feel me moving on their cocks as they fucked me, already broken. My shame not yet complete, I started moaning as I was fucked. I should have expected how amazing it would feel to be double penetrated. My blackmailer had played with the plug in my ass while he was fucking me preparatory to taking my ass. I would never have believed it could feel this good, both cocks hard and soft, alive, filling me, fucking me. I climaxed twice as they fucked me, screaming so loudly, the one beneath me in my cunt put his hand over my mouth to quiet me down. They climaxed at almost the same time, their cocks swelling in me and filling my pussy and ass with their hot cum.
Their balls emptied, my blackmailer pulled out of my ass and when he was off me, the one on the bottom pushed me off him. I heard them getting dressed and when the one had left, my blackmailer collected my mask.
“What a fucking slut you are,” he said, leaving me in the back of the truck, closing the door behind him.
I sat there in the back of the truck, crying. Several minutes later, the back of the truck opened and Jolene was standing there with her gun out and pointed inside. She saw I was alone and climbed in, closing the door behind her.
“What did he do this time?” She asked.
I couldn’t stop crying enough to answer and she got on the mattress with me and held me until I’d cried myself out. Finally able to calm myself, I said, “There were two, my blackmailer in my ass and another one in my pussy. I thought you might need DNA again, so I haven’t tried to clean myself up yet. They left the truck. Does that mean you can trace it?”
“I can trace it, but if they left it, I suspect it means the entire truck was stolen. If the truck is reported as found, it will probably be processed by the police and your DNA, fingerprints and everything will be all over the back of a stolen vehicle. If we don’t report it, the police will eventually be knocking on your door as a suspect after it is reported, and if we report to the police, your secret is out.”
I started crying some more.
“Listen, Mrs. Tan. Let me talk to the owners. I’ll tell them we’ve found their truck and to let us handle the processing of the vehicle before we return it to them. I’ll say a young woman was raped in the back of their truck and we’re trying to avoid the publicity of having her name bandied about. The ones who did the raping were the thieves and if we find the rapists, they’ll have their thieves. They would probably welcome not having their company associated with a rape.”
“Please. I can’t have this get out.”
“Let me call Mark and get his help to process the truck. I’ll check with the owner of the truck and see if they’ll work with us.”
“Whatever you can do.”
Jolene left me alone long enough to get her evidence kit and when she returned, said she’d called Mark. He was on his way. She collected sperm samples from both my pussy and ass, then helped me clean up as best as I could and dress. Mark got there with a bigger evidence kit and he started to process the truck. He confirmed the truck had been reported as stolen, and not from anyone who’d they gotten information on previously. Jolene called the owner and spoke to the president of the company.
“Hi, my name is Jolene and I’m with Cap-on Investigations. We’ve found a truck you reported as stolen. I’d like to ask a favor.”
She listened for a second.
“Your truck was used in another crime, a gang rape of a young woman who we represent. Due to the nature of the crime, she prefers it not be reported to the police. We are processing the vehicle for evidence and will share anything we find with you. We will remain with the vehicle until you send someone to claim it. We’d ask you not report anything due to the sensitivity of the crime. We will let the police know the vehicle has been recovered by you so they can remove it from the stolen vehicles list.”
Jolene listened again.
“I understand, sir. There does not appear to be any damage to the vehicle, so I doubt you will need to submit any type of claim for damages to your insurance company. I’m sure you would not want the negative publicity if it turned out any of your employees was responsible for raping a young woman. We’re trying to avoid any type of publicity whatsoever.”
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