Blackmailed into toilet service
Blackmailed into toilet service
Sex Story Author: | DrGhOsT |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Then she left the room. "What is going on?" I asked my wife as I removed my |
Sex Story Category: | Blackmail |
Sex Story Tags: | Blackmail, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Fiction, Humiliation, Scatology, Slavery, Water Sports/Pissing |
My name is John Davies, and this is my story of my descent from successful
businessman to an object of abuse and amusement for cruel women.
At the start of my story, I was 38, and the Accountant for a prominent
international company owned by Leon Stokes, a man in his early thirties,
and his sister Crystal. They had inherited the company after their mother and
father had been killed in a car crash two years previously. I had been married
to Amanda, also 38, for five years and loved her dearly. It was the second
marriage for both of us, and everything was going just great. I loved her sexy
body, a little plumper than her younger days, but extremely voluptuous. She also
had bright red hair, and reminded me very much of Neve Campbell in her looks.
The reason for my undoing and subsequent decline was my need to have sex with
other women. None of them meant anything to me, and I only considered my own
pleasure when I was with them. The problem was that I could not stop myself,
although paradoxically, the idea of my wife going with another man filled me
with horror. I remember I had been very angry when Amanda had seemed to be
paying too much attention to the good looking, muscular Leon at a company party
we had both attended.
Anyway, everything had been fine, until I found that I was having trouble
finding the money to pay for the expensive presents and lavish dinners required
to persuade the various women to spread their legs for me. Although I was on a
good salary, Amanda was a very demanding woman, and I needed to raise cash from
somewhere. I did this by embezzling from my employers. Being the Accountant, I
was in a good position to do this, and I was confident of getting away with it.
I started with smallish amounts, and when nothing was discovered I became more
confident, diverting larger and larger sums. My arrogant confidence was sadly
misplaced, as I found when I was summoned to Crystal’s office a couple of months
later. She was 33, a tall, amazon of a woman with large breasts, prominent
backside and strong thighs and calves. She was also strikingly attractive. As I
entered her office, she motioned for me to sit down.
“I know you have been stealing from the company Davies,” she said immediately.
“I know exactly how much, and I can prove it conclusively.” I tried to stammer
out something, but she cut me off.
“I do not intend to discuss it here,” she went on. “You will come to my house
immediately after work, and we will talk about it then.”
I left her office in a daze, wondering what was going to happen to me. I tried
to call Amanda to let her know I would be late home, but could get no reply.
I arrived at the huge Stokes family home just after 6, and with great
trepidation, rang the bell. Crystal herself answered the door, and led me
towards the lounge.
I could hear noises as we approached the dining room, and as I looked in the
open door I froze in shock. There, leaning over the dining table with her hands
flat on it was my naked wife. Behind her was an equally naked Leon, holding on
to her hips and pounding his cock into her pussy from behind, causing her tits
to jiggle violently. My wife was loudly shouting encouragement.
“Oh Leon you are insatiable!” she cried.
“You filthy cocksucking slut, you love it don’t you?” her lover snarled back.
“You know I do,” she gasped. “I love to feel your big cock inside me. Give
it to me Leon, make me come again!”
“Amanda!” I cried out, amazed at her behaviour as she looked up and saw me for
the first time.
“What’s the matter with you?” she snapped. “Have you never seen a woman being
fucked properly before? Get out, and leave me and my man alone!”
Crystal dragged me away, and took me into the lounge. I sat there in shock,
unable to speak. The noises in the lounge continued, getting louder and louder
as Leon forced a powerful orgasm out of my wife. Finally it was quiet, and a few
minutes later the two of them entered the lounge dressed in bathrobes. Amanda
shot a smug, satisfied grin at me, as she cuddled up to Leon on the sofa
opposite me.
Now we were all gathered together, Crystal spoke.
“As I said,” she began. “We know you have been stealing from us, and I have
enough evidence to put you in prison for a long time. I imagine you would want
to avoid that?”
“Oh yes,” I said quickly. “I would do anything.”
“And you will!” my wife laughed enigmatically.
“Very well,” Crystal continued. “First of all, you will give up your rented
apartment, and come to live in this house. In future, you will both be working
for us in our second business providing entertainment for the various
businessmen who visit us from all over the world, as well as their secretaries,
wives and other relatives. Amanda, why don’t you tell your husband the position
as far as you are concerned.”
“With pleasure,” Amanda replied. “John, you have lost me sexually. I knew all
about your serial adultery, and so I was more than willing when this beautiful
man decided to seduce me. He is a wonderful lover, and over the past two
months I have become addicted to his huge cock. He is my master now, he has
total control of my sexual activities, and I will do anything for him. I will be
providing sexual favours for the businessmen who come over, in particular the
well endowed men, as Leon knows how much I have come to love cock.”
“Thank you Amanda,” said Crystal, preventing me from saying anything. “You John
will provide entertainment for the ladies. We have real men who look after the
women who want sex, and others who will act as whipping boys for those who wish
to let off steam. You will be involved in providing toilet facilities.”
“You mean I am to be a toilet attendant?” I enquired, and they all burst out
laughing.
“In a manner of speaking,” Crystal replied. “Come to the bathroom, and I will
give you an idea of what your duties will be. Do you want to come Amanda?”
“Oh yes,” my wife responded enthusiastically. “I would not miss this for the
world!”
We entered the bathroom, and Crystal ordered me to strip and lay down on the
white tiles in the huge shower area.
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