Thread: Her Naughty Secret (KatrinaUK and Dr. Strangelove)

If only Rebecca was feeling even less prudish and had left the curtains open he could have witnessed something even more mind blowing. But by the time his beautiful neighbour went from just suggestive to full hardcore, the curtains had been shut and he was on his way to the pub. Maybe he should have kept the light on, in order to 'announce' that she was being watched? Had this happened, perhaps the events that followed would have never materialized. Once the conversation with his friends turns to Rebecca, he pulls out the SD card where he captured this beauty's dirty moments. One of his friends always carries his laptop around and after positioning themselves in a way where nobody else could take a peek, they turn all their attention to the second video, where their lucky friend captured on camera this gorgeous woman's breasts and womanhood as she put her fetish clothes on. A round of typical sexually-charged masculine comments followed, but the exchange then turned into something that goes beyond every single limit. When talking about her, he reveals that he's met her a few times and how normal she seems, how normal she acts and dresses in everyday life - one would never suspect, even for one second, that she has this kind of sexual appetites. Even more she's married, to an unseen husband, and she's a nurse at a reputed hospital, a nurse at the children's ward of all things, it's like every single element of her life is in stark contrast to what she does when she's alone...at least when she seems to be alone. She is what anyone would call a good girl friendly, quirky, helpful, dedicated to her job even during the most stressful times and with a human touch that never fails to make kids feel better, a friend of her friends and a good wife to a good husband. Her only 'spot' is this sexual kink, and calling it a 'spot' says a lot more about society's moral codes and obsession with 'proper' appearances than it says about Rebecca's sexuality. A brainstorming ensues and a series of twisted suggestions then follow I think I know how we can get this girl..., the laptop friend says assertively. You think you can what? , that has to be insane. Yeah, I think I know how we can get her... What, you want me to ring her doorbell and tell her 'Hello Rebecca, I saw you in your fetish outfit and playing with your dildo, you looked so beautiful so I was wondering if you would like to go for dinner and a movie? '. After a few laughs, the twisted idea develops You said she works at the Mercy Hospital with kids, right? She's a good girl, right? Probably nobody suspects she's into this stuff and she wants to keep it like that. So...what are you suggesting then...we blackmail her into giving us blowjobs or we tell everyone what she does? Come on, man! I know you've done some fucked up shit before but that's not gonna work...people don't care if she sucks on dildos or if she was caught on camera putting her sexy lingerie on! Oh, you have no idea...people are fucking prude. They expect this kind of behaviour from a 'crazy' girl, not from a good, kind-hearted kids' nurse...and you can bet that she is aware of that and wants to keep this under wraps, his more Machiavellian friend adds. Besides...it's not like you never did something like this before, huh?, he says with a friendly nudge and a malicious smile. That was not factually wrong - the young man who was shocked at his neighbour's unintentional show, he was no stranger to manipulating girls in order to acheive his goals. Just a few months ago, he convinced an old classmate to have sex with him in exchange for a good word that could land her an internship at the company where he was doing his own. And in college, he threatened his then girlfriend that he would tell her parents she was smoking weed unless she would accept anal sex from him...the result was much more painful than pleasurable for her and their relationship ended but he somehow enjoyed watching and hearing her in tears after she gave in to his demand. There were other similar examples, Yeah..., he says feeling slightly embarrassed at his friend's calling him out on his apparently newfound moral compass...but those were...you know, different...this isn't the same...this is like the shit they do in movies! She can even go to the police and have us all arrested! Oh man, trust me, it is not the same and she will definitely not go to the police!, his other friend retorts, Trust me, I've seen girls like this before...she would rather fuck 100 dirty men to buy their silence, she would be too scared to even go to the police, you think she wants them and a bunch of lawyers and judges to look at her videos just to be right under the law? No! She would be shunned by everyone, you think the parents of the kids she works with would be glad to see this? She would be out of a job in no time! Don't underestimate how fucking prude, puritan and hypocrite people can be! The three friends then go into a lengthy discussion, often talking over each other but it's too late to go back and the idea is growing into a fully-fledged plan Rebecca was to be their victim and there was no chance this would fail. Alright Mr. crime genius, the peeping neighbour says, not without a hint of irony, What do you suggest then? I thought you only knew how to steal people's data and protected files, I didn't know you were into sex crimes too. His friend smiles maliciously Ok...so, first, we copy the videos from the SD card to my USB key...then, just a couple of blocs from here there's a guy that sells phones, SIM cards, etc, he's open until late. We're gonna go there and we buy an anonymous SIM card. It's going to be our safe contact point. Oh, I thought she wasn't going to the police? Now you're worried that we might be uncovered? It's just a precaution...besides, you know they can have us tracked in no time, whether she goes to the police or not...now, her hospital is very close to my job...tomorrow, first thing in the morning, I'm going to put the USB stick and our new phone number in an envelope with her name...what's she called again? Rebecca...Rebecca...something...White, yeah, that's it, Rebecca White. Perfect...so, tomorrow I'm going to put these in a normal-looking envelope with her name...I'm even gonna place a stamp on it, just to look legit, and slide it into the hospital's mail box...then we just have to wait for her to contact us. To keep it discreet, we want her to text us, not call us. Once she does, we're onto something we will remember for the rest of our lives. Hearts are running wild among the three friends, even for the confident-looking one who is drawing the outlines of this blackmailing idea...sure, they had committed some infractions before and they had all manipulated girls for sex but this was beyond what any of them had ever done. If they would go forward with this, they would become criminals, not just in the legal sense but in every possible dimension of the word. If hey were caught, tried and convicted, they could spend years of their lives in jail...and yet, this seemed so amazingly thrilling and the prospect of a beautiful, kinky young woman at their mercy, too scared to bring the matter to justice, was simply too good to reject. The three friends agree to put this plan in action. As they leave the pub, they buy an anonymous SIM card from a rather dodgy-looking shop. The apparent mastermind of the plan then puts the card in his phone and they all head home. Nobody gets any sleep from the excitement of this plan, their hearts jumping in their throats. Early next morning, the plan proceeds as agreed a normal-looking envelope with a stamp goes into one of the mailboxes in front of the hospital To Ms. Rebecca WHITE, nurse, pediatrics. Alea jacta est., he thinks to himself and boastfully texts to his friends.