Thread: Blackmailed!  (Jack Stalker and Crazy Writer)

Hugh continued to watch as Rosamund suffered, squirming and shivering each time the intensity of the vibe was increased. He made sure to ease off now and again when his own excitement rose to levels which made him uncomfortable. Did she have any idea how hot she looked? If he had not had the foresight to pay off every soul in the restaurant, then he had no doubt she would have been hit on a dozen times by now, while the more depraved would be raping her a dozen times in their thoughts. Her thighs drew his attention her calves, her tit, her face pure perfection in a 'Fuck me' dress, and she was all his. He fucking owned her for the time being, because of all her intricate schemes, and when a man owned a woman who looked like that, well, there was only one thing he was certain to do with her, every day he could get an erection. Fuck her brains out. Even now he could see her nipples stiffening beneath her dress, could see her quivering and shifting each time he assaulted her hot, wet, tight little cunt with another wave of pulsing energy. The vibe squeezed into her tiny vaginal tract, its vibrations shuddering through to her rectal chute where the fat anal plug sat stretching out her ass for his future pleasure. he wondered what she was thinking. How she was feeling, knowing what was going to come, knowing that sooner or later the plastic, latex and rubber would be replaced with hard, hot merciless flesh. His cock hardened a little more lengthened some, the girth swelling as he watched her. The whore who had blackmailed so many, now in his clutches now forced to submit to his schemes and his lust. Her exposed nipple was hard, the swell of her tit was a feast for the eyes as she complied with his depravity as casually as if it were a commonplace request. Her pale flesh indicted that she hadn't bee out on a beach or in a bikini anywhere lately, but she was obviously comfortable with her body, hell, who wouldn't be with a frame like her? Built for fucking built to service a man, perhaps even sculpted by a visit to the gym or working out some place. He would make sure that her hard work in staying in such amazing shape would be suitably rewarded, with hard cock and brutal fucking. It was only fair, after all. Then she was wriggling about again as she complied with his second instruction, exposing her legs all the way to the expanse of flesh which lay above her stocking tops. He was impossibly hard now, and simply standing up would have announced his state of arousal to everyone within sight. Still he continued to wait, drilling his gaze into her image on a screen or the flesh which lay so tantalizingly close to where he was sitting. He left before she did of course, maintaining his gaze on the screen as he made his way to the bathroom which would be marked as out of order moments after she entered. He had been tempted to take her in the elevator. He still might decide to do that, but the important thing was not to fuck her in a bedroom, that was a scene for another scenario. Here things would be raw, frantic, feverish and harsh. Watching her pull her panties aside to willingly comply with his third instruction was almost the last straw. He considered tugging out his cock to paint the walls of the elevator he was in with strings of hot cum, but restrained himself. Only by focusing and taking control of his will was he able to endure the hot sexy slut who was so readily obeying his depraved comments and orders. Her perfect flesh spitting forth the source of her pleasure as he slipped into a stall to wait her arrival. The bathroom was, naturally, likely cleaner than his own. Flowers, pot pourri, towels and soap decorated the long wash basin counter which faced the gold framed mirrors. The entire place decked out in black and silver, with glass like tiles and light from wall lamp shades of etched glass. It was the bathroom of the rich, but it was still a bathroom. The click of her heels announced her approach, even before she opened the door and walked in. He reached into a pocket, pulling out the leather mask which would cover his face, leaving his mouth exposed of course. His eyes behind mirror goggle. He didn't care if she knew who he was, or even suspected. It was more for intimidation than anything else. He stepped out behind her, knowing he would be clearly visible reflected in the mirror. He didn't need the mike or tablet now. Rosamund. Very nice. However I gave no instruction for you to pull down your dress. he smiled a cruel smile. Pull it back up, squeeze it over those perfect ass cheeks of yours, then place your hands on the mirror in front of you and keep them there until I tell you otherwise. he growled, aggressively, the lust evident in his words. That was an excellent display you put on in the restaurant. Simply excellent. Complete obedience and compliance I cannot fault it at all unfortunately, so you will need to be rewarded, as far as you can be of course. A bedroom is for lovers, a mistress, certainly a wife. You, on the other hand, are currently in the slut, whore, fuck toy category. So you get fucked anywhere else... this will do for now. he hissed, stepping up close behind her. Tell me, whore... is your cunt wet? Is your ass stretched? I imagine that you enjoyed that thing buzzing away in your cunt, I didn't even see you come without being instructed to, despite a substantial assault on hour throbbing clit and dripping cunny. he smirked. Your reward will be to choose where to be fucked. Your hand, your mouth, your cunt, your ass... they are all up for selection, aren't they? So tell me Rosamund, where do you want to be fucked for your first instalment? Tell me. his voice was an impatient, feverish rasp, the energy in his body, the surging adrenalin, the tensing of his muscles. His tall powerful frame filled her view in the nondescript dark suit which he wore, as he moved closer still. The bulge in his groin was impossible to ignore, a thick massive rod which stretched down one leg, as he raped her with his eyes. Come along Rosamund, the obedient little whore gets to choose how she is fucked this evening. You did come in here to be fucked didn't you?