I'm being Blackmailed - Part 02 - Sex Stories

I'm being Blackmailed - Part 02

... get on with your work.” “Yes boss.” I quickly unfastened the rectangles and let them drop to the ground. “Turn your back to me and pick those up.” Doing as I was told I heard Tony say, “Bloody hell girl, you’re enjoying this aren’t you?” “No I am not.” “Get out.” I went back to my desk and got on with my job. After about 30 minutes Sandra came in and looked at me. “Bloody hell Claire; you really are an exhibitionist aren’t you?” “Sorry Sandra, I’ve done another stupid thing.” As I was telling her I couldn’t help noticing that I was feeling horny; and that it was showing. “So what’s your punishment this time?” “I don’t know yet; apart from this.” I waved my arm down my front, looking down as I did so. I saw that my nipples were the biggest that I’d ever seen them. “Well Claire, I can see that you’re enjoying sitting there stark naked. Are you still going to have to service the whole workforce each evening?” “I presume so.” “I might stay back tonight and get you to eat me.” “That would be nice, you taste good.” I said to Sandra. I wasn’t lying but I also wanted to stay in her good books. After work and I’d been fucked by Aaron and Pete and made Sandra cum I went looking for Tony but he’d already left. I put my travelling clothes on, locked up and went home worrying about what Tony was going to make me do. Nothing was said the next 2 days then Tony called me into his office and reminded me that I had to go to the Red Lion on the Friday night; that I was to meet him in the ...

... function room. When I asked him what for, all he would say was that it was to receive a small part of my punishment. That pub is a very old, big one and I’d never been to before. As I was getting ready to go to the pub I was very apprehensive. I didn’t know what Tony had planned for me but I guessed that it would involve nudity and probably some sex. I’d had a shower and shaved everywhere below my neck but I couldn’t decide what to wear. Eventually I decided on a simple tank top and a loose fitting, flared skirt; none of my favourites because I suspected that I’d have to take them off and maybe not get them back. I hoped that mum and dad would be in bed when I got home. When I’d got the skirt and top on I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn’t help lifting the skirt up to my waist to look at my flat stomach and pussy. I was a little surprised to see that even the front of my pussy looked wet. I put my hand on my pussy and confirmed that I was wet; very wet. I hadn’t realised just how much my body was getting excited about what could happen soon. As I left my house I went to say ‘bye’ to my parents and to tell them not to wait up for me. I bent over to kiss my mum and as she looked at me she said, “You girls these days,” my mother said as she noticed my lack of bra straps, ”we never went out without a bra in my days.” “Mum,” I replied, “this is 2014; nearly all the girls don’t wear bras when they go out at night these days.” When I went to kiss my father he whispered, “Does ...