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"Well, I don't know, cunt. That was a pretty big mistake you made. I was actually thinking of extending your punishment for another week."
"Oh please sir, please don't do that. I'll do anything to come. I can't make it another week. Please sir." She was practically groveling now.
He paused.
"Well now that you mention it," he said. "There is something you could do that might amuse me."
He casually put an arm on the back of my chair and looked down at me coolly.
"I happen to know that our guest today is a virgin when it comes to accepting the charms of another woman. It might be interesting to watch you take her cherry with your tongue. But I think she's going to take a lot of convincing."
He looked at me and smiled mischievously.
"If you can do it, I will let you come today as many times as you like. If not, I'm going to tack on another two weeks of denial."
What was he talking about? Then I realized what he meant and groaned inwardly.
Alarm bells started going off in my head. I squeezed my legs even more tightly together. Did he really think I was going to let my best friend lick my pussy? Right here? In front of him? I wasn't gay or even bi. I had never even been touched by another woman before. This simply was not going to happen.
For a moment, I sat paralyzed with shock.
He put his hand lightly on my shoulder.
"I mean, don't get me wrong," he said mildly. "We don't want to pressure her or anything. After all she is a guest. But I was thinking that maybe if you started by massaging her feet, you might be able to convince her to let you go a little higher," he added with a chuckle.
I put my hands on the arms of the chair and started to push myself up. This had gone far enough.
That was when Wilson did the move again with the blindfold. He twirled away from the chair until he was standing just behind Karen as she knelt at my feet. He reached down casually with his right hand until his fingers closed lightly around the strap in back. One tug is all it would take to uncover her eyes and end this whole charade.
Only I couldn't let that happen and he knew it.
I sat back down.
Check mate.
Oh well, I sighed, settling back in my chair. It's just a foot-rub, right? What could possibly go wrong?
There was a momentary pause. Then he patted Karen on the head softly.
"You may begin, cunt," he said softly.
As if from far away, I watched my friend and fellow suburban mom reach out blindly until her right hand closed around my left shoe.
To be continued...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 10 years agoNot my usual cup of tea. But I am enjoying the " premise", and the "taut"ness of the story, as it stretches between the characters.
Thanks Don
Masterfuljimabout 10 years agoEnjoying the premis of the story and the writing.
Def blackmail, albeit a very weak one. Karen recommended him as a plumber so she can't be surprised if he ensnares her. He has also lied as he said he wouldn't cross into her vanilla life, and has done just that.
Good story though.
Nitro70652about 10 years agoI can't believe that it seems now a disclaimer has to be issued so that the "prim and proper" aren't exposed to coercion in these stories. Suffice it to say that this reader is enjoying this story as you have written it, and quite well I might add. You paint a very clear picture.
5 stars
Anonymousabout 10 years agoConsent is not fluid. Coercion is not consent. And the use of sow is purely to agitate. You cheapen your writing abilities with the use of these elements.
