This is part of a short story, if you haven't read the previous chapters, I would encourage you to start with chapter 1 and read them all in order.
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I awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. It was one of those mornings where you wake up trying to remember what you had done the night before. But then I noticed, I couldn't move my legs or arms...I was tied to all 4 corners of the bed, I was lying there spread eagle...I turned my head to look at the alarm clock, it was 1 in the afternoon, I rarely slept past 9am, and that was on the worst of hangovers. I didn't think I'd had that much to drink. At the same time I looked at the alarm clock, something on the floor caught my eye, it was Andrea's boots. Oh shit-what did I do, I thought to myself. Just then, she walked in the room in one of my t-shirts; damn she looked hot, and the worst part was I couldn't remember a thing, I might have slept with one of the most beautiful girls I knew, and I couldn't remember. This was it, I'd said it a hundred times before, but now I was sure, I was done drinking.
Andrea came and straddled me. Good, maybe I had another chance I thought. Trying not to look dumb, I said "um, what? Did we...?"
She looked at me with that smirk of hers, "Don't you remember Mr. Allen; don't worry...I got it all on camera for you."
I looked at her dumbfounded; she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed her digital camera.
"You probably can't remember, she said. That's because I drugged you with that last drink when we got here. Don't worry, guys usually black out from the drug." Implying that this wasn't the first time she had done this.
Then she started showing me the pics on the camera. I couldn't believe it. I was wearing woman stockings and bra, and I had makeup on!! I looked like a drag queen!!
"It gets better Mr. Allen. "She said.
She then proceeded to show me more pics; the next ones horrified me. It was me sucking on a cock!
She laughed an evil laugh, "Don't worry Mr. Allen, it's just a dildo, but it sure looks real, doesn't it."
She even had one with it up my ass, and the way she took the picks, you couldn't tell it was her and a dildo, it looked like a guy was fucking me up the ass!! She had put on a pair of my pants with the dildo sticking out, so it looked like a guy was really fucking me!!
"Is this some kind of sick joke you're playing on me?" I yelled at her.
"Oh no Mr. Allen, this is no joke. You see, I don't know what I want from you right now, but I'll think of something. It might be something as simple as writing a paper for one of my classes, or it could be making a car payment for me, you wouldn't want me to loose the mustang would you?" she said with an evil grin on her face.
Now I was mad. "The hell if I will!" I yelled at her.
"T T T, where's the nice Mr. Allen I met last night who was willing to do anything just to feel my boots?" She said with that same evil grin.
Then she showed me the camera again and sure enough, there were several pics of me licking her boots. "If you don't give me what I want, when I want it, I send these to the entire HS staff, and just to make sure, to my little sister, the one who is a junior this year. That way she can pass it around to the rest of the student body, you know you have lots of students who would love to see these pics."
