565 Serene - My Co-Worker Blackmailed Me
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02.17.2019
Things were going exactly to plan. Only a few more months at this hell hole and I'll be able to fly away to wherever I like and live happily ever after...perhaps an island somewhere where I can work on my tan...
When David called me and invited me over to talk about the end of quarter reports and some discrepancies that he had noticed, I tried not to panic. I can figure this out, think, think, what can I offer him? I've got it...what red man wouldn't want to have sex with me right...and all they have to do is keep their mouth shut? It seemed like a fair trade to me. I got dressed up in something I thought he might find sexy and made my way over to his place.
I arrived at David's ready to seduce him and get it over with. Like I said, only a few more months and I would be long gone anyway. He watched me as I unbuckled the belt on my trench coat. I stood up and say that there's no need to tell anyone about the issues he found, is there? As I ask him this question, I unbutton my last button on my coat and slide it off. I reveal a black lace bra, black pantyhose, and a red super tight skirt hugging ever curve of my body. I take a seat next to him, letting him stroke my thigh.
Everything seemed to be going according to plan until David mentioned that he wanted to do something kinky. He pulled out some rope and I started to get a little weary. I explain that I thought I was just going to give him a blow job or sex and then we'd call it even. He was planning to make me pay a lot more than that. I swallow my pride and place my arms in front of me for him to tie my wrists. I should have walked out when he laughed and told me to turn around and I felt the rope encircle my elbows pulling them so tightly together I yelp.
I try to pretend that I'm still excited about this, but when he pulled out the giant red ball with all the leather straps, that was a bit too far. I try to convince him that I can do other things with my mouth, but he insists. I didn't really have a choice though; I wasn't going to let a little discomfort come between me and my island! A few more ropes, one that ran between my legs and rubbed against me every time I moved. He goes to get more rope and I can't help but think that things are going to get worse before they get better.
David tells me to get my butt on the floor and I comply. When he loops the rope around my back and under my knees, cinching it in front of my chest, I whimper and whine and I'm squeezed tighter and tighter into a ball. I'm rolled to my side and then to my knees. When I think things can't get worse, I feel another rope being added from my ankles up to my wrists. He leaves me alone, bound kneeling on his hard floor while he goes to make himself something for dinner. I fall to my side trying to get more comfortable, and failing to do so. It's going to be a long night.