Irresistible Ch. 01

"That's ridiculous. That picture is all you have left on me. It could be anybody. It doesn't even look like me."

He hit the remote at the side of the bed, and the flat screen at the foot of the bed rose out of it's cabinet and turned on. He grabbed the remote and switched the input to the security cameras.

"Did you know we have nanny cams in all the rooms? It's so hard to trust the help these days. So I had my security team put them in back when Becca was still a toddler. They're all wired to the DVR."

He cycled through footage of me doing my makeup, dressing myself up and masturbating to my own image. Then he skipped to me sucking his cock, begging him to fuck my mouth while fucking myself with the dildo. It was awful. I was so completely compromised. He paused it right where my face matched his nightstand photo.

"What do you think TMZ would say about this footage? Or your father? Do you think his bid for governor would survive. I could sell it to any number of parties that would want to use it turn your proud papa into their puppet."

"No you can't. We'll both be ruined... humiliated. My father will disown me. Revoke my trust fund. I'll lose everything."

"I really hope it doesn't come to that. But I'll make you a new deal. You agree to marry me, let me have your sweet virgin ass on our wedding night, go with me on our honeymoon and treat me like an obedient and loving wife, and I'll give you half of what your father gives me."

"What???"

"I'm going to blackmail your father into restoring me to my former glory. Once he has handed over a sizable chunk of his estate, then the marriage will be dissolved, you'll of course be disowned by your family, but I'll give you more than enough to make losing your trust fund worthwhile. And the best part is that this footage won't go public, so you can carry on with this lie of a life your living for as long as you like."

"But my dad will know about me... You don't understand. I can't even imagine the shame. I..."

"You can either profit from this little mishap... or not. I'm either going to save my family or destroy yours. Either way your father is gonna see this video. He can see it privately, or he can see it on the internet when TMZ shows the whole world what a little sissy pervert you are. Wearing your fiancé's wedding clothes, and having sex with her father... that's pretty fucked up."

I was horrified. I did NOT want to even be with a man, much less MARRY one. I hated my options. Franklin gently stroked my cheek with his finger, and lifted my chin to look him in the eye.

"So, do we have a deal?"

What choice did I have? If he showed this to the world, I'd be homeless, destitute, and publicly humiliated. But if I played along at least I'd have money, and only my father, Franklin, and Becca would know the truth. I had to go along with it.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I'll... marry you. As long as you destroy this footage and all copies once my father has seen it."

"Agreed. You've made me very happy."

He leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth. I put my hand up to push him back, but he was too strong. He forced his tongue into my mouth. He made out with me, and placed my hand on his cock.

"You know the drill, baby doll. I wanna celebrate our engagement."

I looked down at the diamond ring on my finger. I didn't have much of a choice. He was, after all, my fiancé. I swallowed hard, and reluctantly pulled his cock out of his pants, and sucked it. He pulled a thick 7 inch black dildo out of the nightstand drawer, and fucked me with it. It was much bigger than I was used to.

"We'll need to widen your love hole, babe. So you can take my cock on our wedding night."

I moaned with pleasure as he fucked my ass with the big black dildo. Without realizing it, my joy translated into sucking him off with more passion. I voraciously devoured his cock while the dildo brought me to climax. Franklin grabbed my hair, thrusted into my mouth, and came - spurting jizz into the back of my throat. He held my head in place. I couldn't pull free. I hesitated - surprised that the salty liquid tasted so good in my mouth. What were girls always complaining about? But then the bitterness hit as I swallowed his load. He released my hair as he heard the gulp. I cringed at the taste.

He leaned in and kissed me again. "Your first load, princess? Don't worry you'll get used to the taste. Soon you'll crave it."

I actually enjoyed his salty, creamy load in my mouth, but didn't see how anyone could get used to that aftertaste. I decided not to argue, though.

"Yes, sir."

He laughed at this.

"I love that you call me, "sir". But any girl who cums that hard with my cock in her mouth and then swallows my seed should probably call me Frank. She's earned it."

"I'm not a girl, Frank," I said a little annoyed.

"Have you looked in a mirror, lately? You're way too pretty to be calling yourself John. You really need a girl name. Hmm, let me see. What suits you? How about something hip, like Laila? No... Katie. I like Katie."

I hated to admit it, but I liked it. That name fit me better than I cared to admit. I even looked like a Katie.

"I guess."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him.

"Come here and snuggle with your fiancé while I explain how this whole scenario will go down, Katie."

I grumpily scooted over as he wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me in close.

"For the next 6 weeks leading up to the wedding, you'll be a girl full time. Don't worry about how you'll pull that off. I will handle the details of making you look and sound passable. You'll be required to go to all the pre-marital functions as Kate. The rehearsal dinner, the bachelorette party, and of course the wedding and the honeymoon. If you play your part to perfection, you walk away with a fortune, and a valuable education you'll not soon forget. "

I looked at the ring on my finger, and then down at the corset I was wearing, and then to the man next to me that I was now forced to appease to keep my secret and my inheritance.

I began to cry. Franklin rubbed my shoulder.

"Don't be like that, Katie, dear. There's no reason you can't enjoy our time together. You just need to swallow your pride... like you did my load. You've cum very passionately every time you've had my cock in you. So it can't be all that bad. I bet you never came like that with my daughter. I'll even bet that this is the best sex you've ever had"

I cried harder because it was true. I kept glancing at his crotch, and thinking about his cock. What the hell was wrong with me? I rolled away from him, and curled up. He reached around and spooned me, as I cried myself to sleep in his arms.

CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 02