Blackmail and Rape Go Hand-in-Hand
Blackmail. Oh yes. I was a lesbian. I had a girlfriend who I loved very much. But this all started one night when I got drunk at a party, but we’ll come back to that later.
A few days after the party a friend of mine came over. It was a pleasant surprise. We started talking and eventually, he pulled out his phone. There was a glimmer in his eyes that I couldn’t explain.
“So, you enjoyed the party, huh?” He asked. “Had a good time?”
I smiled and nodded uneasily. I didn’t like where this was going.
He turned his phone around so I could see the screen. He was smiling wickedly. “I can tell you had a good time.”
On his phone was a picture he’d taken of me making out with another girl. Our lips were locked together in passionate kisses.
My face turned red and my eyes gazed at the floor. “It was a mistake. I was drunk. I didn’t mean to.” I confessed. “Please don’t tell my girlfriend.”
When I looked back up at him I gave him the most pleading puppy dog eyes. Tears had started rolling down my cheeks.
He nodded. “Sure. I’d be more than happy to delete these. But, you can’t expect something for nothing can you?”
My voice stammered. “What do you want? I have money.”
He shook his head amused. “No. I don’t want that.”
With that, he scooted closer to me and pulled off my tank top. I glared at him and pushed his hands away. “No! You know I don’t like cock. I’m not into guys.”
“I’m sure I can change your mind.” He said confidently.
That’s when he forced himself on me. When I felt his big black cock enter my pussy I screamed. Partially from the way, he filled up my pussy, partially to try to scare him off me. I cried and squirmed underneath him. I begged and I pleaded. None of it mattered. He shot his load deep inside my pussy anyway.
The revenge blackmail story is coming soon.
