I'm being Blackmailed - Part 02 - Sex Stories

I'm being Blackmailed - Part 02

... Fortunately, my legs were back to normal and it was my pussy that was aching as I followed Tony into the building and up the stairs. Again, fortunately no one else saw the naked girl following one of the residents into his apartment. Tony’s place is nice; very modern and stylish. I just stood inside the door looking around in amazement. There are tons of electronic equipment and PC screens there and I wondered what he was up to. I was shocked to see that my bedroom was on one of the screens. How the hell was that possible? Tony came back to me and pointed to a door. “Go and have a shower and try to wash yourself out.” I felt embarrassed as I walked towards the door. The shower felt good and as I stood there I wondered how I could ‘wash myself out’. As I turned the shower off I looked up at the shower head and had an idea. Lifting the shower head down I looked closer at it and realised that I could unscrew it. I did so and turned the shower back on. As the warm water came out of the flexible pipe I put it to my pussy and got a very pleasant surprise as the warm water rushed inside me. I filled my pussy 4 times and squirted it out before I decided that I had better stop there; I didn’t want to cum in Tony’s bathroom. As I was squirting for the fourth time Tony walked in. “Ah, I see that you worked-out how to douche; well done. Put it back together and get dried then come to the kitchen.” With that he was gone. I did as told and wrapped the towel round myself and walked to the ...

... kitchen. “Did I tell you to wear the towel?” “No.” “No what?” “No Tony.” “No Tony; or no Sir.” “Sorry Tony.” I unfastened the towel, folded it and put it on the worktop. “That’s better slut.” Tony said. “Whenever you are here you will be naked all the time. Understand?” “Yes sir.” I said; wondering what he meant by the ‘whenever you are here’ bit. “Drink this.” Tony said, giving me a glass. “Down in one.” Tony said. I did; and got one hell of a shock. I nearly chocked as I gasped for air. “Bloody hell; was that whiskey?” I asked. “Yes, you looked like you could do with a stiff drink.” I felt a warm glow all over. “Right Claire, come and sit down, we need to talk.” Tony led me to the lounge and pointed to the sofa. I sat down, sinking into the very comfortable cushions. “Claire; you’ve been a very stupid girl. Twice now you’ve done things that could very easily be interpreted as criminal. Each time I’ve offered you an alternative to calling the police, and each time you’ve accepted an alternative punishment. The problem is that each time you’ve really enjoyed that punishment, so much so that I really do get the impression that you are submissive and enjoy the embarrassment and humiliation. Am I right?” I thought for a few seconds. Tony was right. I did enjoy the gangbangs and being naked in front of strangers. I even enjoyed the physical punishments. I’d come so close to cumming a few times when being spanked or whipped. Even as Tony was talking about these things I felt my ...