My Night With A Goddess - My First Transexual Experience - Part 2 - Sex Stories

My Night With A Goddess - My First Transexual Experience - Part 2

... I didn’t think this through.

“You, evil bitches. You have…NO idea what you’re doing!” His piercing screams resonate in my ears like the dreadful sound of nails against a chalkboard, causing my whole body to shudder. “You don’t have the balls to blackmail me.”

I clench my jaw and delve into the depths of my heart, once ablaze with courage, to bolster my threatful words. “Oh, I can guarantee you she does,” I say, smirking, and pray he doesn’t see through my pathetic attempt at acting.

“Email those photos to yourself,” Alicia demands of me.

I click on my phone and it emits a pathetic cry for help as it dies in my hands. The battery symbol on my screen flashes red, causing a sinking feeling in my heart. I wonder how I will get out of this one. Thank god it had enough juice to take these incriminating photos. I quickly slide the phone into my pocket, hoping he doesn’t realize it.

I give Alicia a nervous look and nod. “Already did,” I lie.

“So, Markos. This is how it’s going to go down,” Alicia says, raising her knee to her waist, then gently resting her high-heeled shoe on his now limp dick. “You never get to touch this again.” She gestures to her cock. “You never get to taste it. You never get to see me ever again. I am not yours and never will be. If I ever spot you across the street from me, in the same coffee shop or bar as me, if I even hear your name again, these pictures will get sent to every news network in New York. Got that?”

Her conviction just ...

... astounds me. To have the strength to say that to one of the most powerful men in the city.

He groans, then speaks through gritted teeth. “Fine. Now untie me.”

“We don’t think so,” I say with my arms crossed. I look at him as though he’s a perverted primate that doesn’t deserve freedom – which he is. “We’re leaving. Eventually, when this bodyguard of yours wakes up, I’m sure he’ll be kind enough to untie you.”

Markos scoffs, aimlessly staring at his own feet. “You guys think you’re so smart, don’t you?”

Alicia and I glance at each other and nod proudly.

“I know you haven’t emailed those pictures yet. When you so graciously showed me your phone, I noticed the battery at one percent. You’ll never leave the building in one piece. I will get that phone from you. All I have to do is destroy that phone and you’re mine forever. And your little slut friend.” He turns to me with an animalistic scowl. “You’ll be mine too. Both of you. I will make you do things to me that will give you nightmares.”

“Goodbye,” I say, darting toward the bedroom door and locking it before Markos can yell.

“Guards! Guaaaaards!” Markos screams.

“Okay, that’s our queue,” I tell Alicia while positioning a side table beneath the vent that I had previously fallen through. Despite this, it's still not high enough to reach the vent's ledge.

“Come on, I'll boost you up,” I say, crouching down on the table with my fingers intertwined, acting as a step for her.

“No,” she shakes her head. ...