Blackmailed Couple Ii Ch 15B

From Blackmailed Couple II - Chapter 15a

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Annie pulled the zipper up the front of the dress, carefully adjusting and tucking her breasts into position as she went. She only got about half way up before the elastic sides reached their limits and she could go no further. But the result was impressive even to her eyes. Her boobs were squished together, looking as if bursting to spring free, exposing a large expanse of cleavage.

Next came the boots. She pulled them from the box and put them on, pulling them up past her calves and up to her mid-thighs and zipped them up. When she stood she found that the platforms of the boots added at least four inches to her height. The heels another two inches to that. She was a little unsteady on them at first, but adjusted to them quickly.

Annie then went back into the bathroom where she reapplied her make-up and brushed out her hair. Satisfied with the results, she went back into the bedroom to put her new shoes on, and checked herself in the mirror again. The height of the heels only enhanced the shape of her legs and ass. "God I love being me!" She said aloud to herself....

Blackmailed Couple II - Chapter 15b

Linda On The Run.

Linda sat alone in the booth, nearest the back door of a diner nursing a cup of black coffee. She sat facing the entrance door just in case someone came in looking for her. Though she knew that was unlikely. Chances were she hadn't even been missed... yet.

She still couldn't believe how easy it had been to get away. A delivery truck had come to deliver goods for the cafe. The driver left the back of the truck open while making his delivery, she simply ducked inside and hid behind a rack of bread loaves. She was pretty sure she'd seen a similar kind of escape on some TV show she'd watched when she was younger, but she didn't remember which. She chuckled to herself at the nagging thought that it had actually been a sitcom. She then rode in the back of the truck as it left the grounds of the mansion and on until it made it's next delivery. There she snuck back out. Then she was free.

From there a quick blowjob to a passing motorist got her to the next town. She knew blowing the guy for a ride had been a risk, but he left happy and here she was. The coffee helped her to wash the lingering taste from her mouth.

Having liberated from the group a sizable bundle from petty cash, Linda had enough to last her for a while. Her immediate plan was to put as much space as possible between herself and the mansion. From there she'd figure out what to do with the rest of her life. She knew she'd be okay, she was a survivor after all.

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Lance's Big Announcement.

Annie re-emerged from the bedroom into the living area of Lance's loft to find that Lance had also changed from his travel clothes into more casual attire. He was was now wearing just a pair of lightweight khakis and a button up shirt in Hawaiian print. He was casually sitting at the kitchen island smoking a joint, blowing the smoke up into the air.

There was now also someone else in the apartment with them, presumably this was 'Chris' the guy Lance had called from the limousine. He was setting up some lights and unboxing a camera.

"Hey Chris!" Lance called out. "Meet Annie. She'll be living here with me for a while."

Annie noticed the "for a while" part and wondered briefly to herself what he'd meant by it and what it would mean for her when "for a while" was over. But her current state of mind overrode all other concerns and she put it out of her mind for the time being and greeted Chris warmly. "Hello Chris. It's good to meet you."

Chris, had been working with Lance for a couple of years now. In doing so, he had found himself accustomed to being in the orbit with any number of drop-dead-gorgeous, hotter-than-hell pornstars. As such, he'd considered himself somewhat inured to being in their presence. Now, though, face to face with Annie, he found himself tongue-tied and at a loss for words.

If Annie noticed his stammered, nonsensical reply she didn't react to it, accustomed as she was to the stupefying effect she now had on most men, (and many women too for that matter).

After adjusting his erection into a more comfortable position within his pants, Chris got back to work setting up his equipment.

Annie crossed over to Lance, who offered her a hit from his joint. She took a deep drag, held the smoke in for a moment then let it out. "Thanks babe." She said. She then noticed the four lines of white powder that had been laid out on the island countertop. Lance offered a small glass tube. "A little toot before we shoot?" He asked.

Annie laughed. "Did you actually practice that line?" Then answered, "... but yes, I'd love to."

They both snorted a line up each nostril and felt the almost immediate rush as the drug hit their systems.

It was just about then that Chris announced he was ready and that they were ready to go live over several social media platforms with Lance's 'announcement'.

Chris: "Ready?"

Lance: "Yeah."

Chris: "Okay. Going live in... Three - Two - and..." Chris pointed at Lance, and they were live.

"Hey everybody." Lance began. "It's me Lance. Listen, I know it won't be easy, what with this hot piece of ass standing here right next to me..." He turned is gaze briefly towards Annie, who giggled and smiled adoringly back at him. He then turned back to the camera lens. "... but I need your attention for a minute. I have a big announcement to make.

"Just this morning, I signed an agreement with the BAD Entertainment group for the creation of my own new production company. I'm calling my new company, 'Lancer Entertainment'".

"In this new venture, Lancer will be teaming up with BAD to bring you even more quality talent, innovation, and technology to the adult entertainment market segment. We will be building a stable of fresh new talent and will bring them under exclusive contract.

"If you don't already know who this sexy creature next to me here is..." Lance maneuvered Annie in front of him so that she was facing the camera as he stood behind her. "... allow me to introduce to you, Angel Annie."

"Annie is the centerpiece of BAD's new total immersion system. Under our new agreement, Annie will continue in her previous roll, creating content for, and promoting, that system for BAD, but will be under primary contract to me here at Lancer."

As he spoke to his fans through the camera lens, Lance moved his hands up from Annie's hips, across her flat midsection to cup her surgically enhanced breasts through the thin, faux leather material of her dress. He began to squeeze and massage the two large fleshy mounds. Her ever-erect, pierced nipples became even more pronounced through the thin fabric. Annie sighed softly and closed her eyes. She sank into Lance's embrace as she enjoyed the attention she was receiving. The notion that her fondling was being witnessed in real time by an untold number of Lance's fans only served to heighten her arousal all the more. She began to grind herself against the bulge that was tenting Lance's pants. In doing so, she worked to maneuver the hem of the short dress up and over the globes of her ass until she was grinding his bulge between her bare ass cheeks.

Lance continued, "Annie will become the focus of Lancer's talent pool and will work closely with me to recruit and to train a new troupe of performers."

Lance worked to slowly, teasingly, manipulate downward the zipper that was keeping Annie's silicone-engorged tits in confinement. He was exposing more and more of her cleavage as he went until he was finally able to grasp the fabric by both hands and pull it out and down. Annie's beasts popped free, exposing them for the first time, in all their glory and adornment, to Lance's fan base. There was actually an audible gasp heard from the cameraman, Chris over the video feed.

Lance gave a smirk in the direction of the camera lens. "How about that folks? Have you ever seen anything like it?" He continued to squeeze Annie's tits and to manipulate her pierced nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Annie continued to swoon in his embrace, now moving her hands behind her to grasp at Lance's bulging, but still clothed cock.

Lance continued: "All of the contracts have been signed and the business is done. But as in any merger, as in a marriage, the deal is not done until it is consummated."

"Isn't that right, slut?" This he directed to Annie.

"Yessssss...." Annie hissed. "Take me Lance. Make me yours."

Lance, still kneading Annie's tits asked, "Who owns these big-ass tits now Annie?"

"These big-ass tits are all yours, Lance."

Lance's right hand released Annie's right breast and slid down to reach under the hem of her dress to expose her denuded, pierced, and sopping wet pussy. Circling Annie's clit with his middle finger, Lance continued, "... and who owns this cunt?"

"Oh God! This whore's cunt is all yours, Lance. Please take it! Fuck me now!" Annie pleaded.

"Damn right it is.... Now show me how bad you want it." Nodding to the camera he said, "Show the world."

Lance turned Annie to face him, their eyes locked. He place his hands on her shoulders and applied gentle downward pressure. "Show me, slut."

Annie slowly lowered to her knees, her hands seductively gliding down his body as she went, never once taking her eyes off of his. When she reached the level of his cock she grasped it through the material of his pants and began to nuzzle against it, then licking it through the fabric.

Still looking into Lance's eyes unblinkingly, she said, "Everything I am is yours."

Finally she turned her gaze to the matter at hand and began to unbutton his pants to release Lance's now-erect, prodigious member. It bounced slightly until it came to rest sticking straight out in front of Annie's eager lips. Grasping it with both hands she stoked it a couple of times, then went down and licked him from his perineum, gliding her tongue slowly upward across his balls and up to under the base of his cock, then up to just under the crown of his penis. She then opened her mouth to receive her reward. Taking in just the head at first, then half way in. Finally, Annie opened her throat as she had been trained to do in the endless repetitions of her training, and took the entirety of Lance's famously impressive member into her mouth and held it there for several seconds, her nose mashed against him. She reared back, gasped in a breath and repeated. Annie then, with saliva now dripping from her hands, lips, and chin began to give Lance a world class, sloppy blowjob.

Lance, enjoying the sensations, had to admit to himself that it was as good a blowjob as he'd ever had. And he'd had his share of world class blowjobs from many of the most talented and accomplished pornstars in the business.

Even after having recently cum in the limousine on the way in from the airport, Lance realized he wasn't going to be able to hold out for long in the service of Annie's talented mouth. Lance decided he needed to slow things down a bit and change things up.

He reluctantly pulled Annie's mouth from his crotch. He took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself and pulled her to a standing position. Annie smiled in the satisfaction that she'd brought him to the edge so quickly and in seeing, in his eyes the urgency of his need for her.

Lance turned Annie and directed her to the kitchen island. He roughly bent her over the countertop. Annie instinctually complied by spreading her legs slightly and tilting her pelvis upward in an invitation to be mated. Lance, without preamble, pushed himself fully into her gushing hole in a single thrust, eliciting a gasp from Annie and a groan of satisfaction from himself.

What followed could only be described as a purely animalistic rutting as Lance claimed his prize. Annie gripped the edge of the island, hanging on for dear life as Lance pounded into her at a frenetic pace. Lance pushed down on her tattooed back so that her massive breasts were mashed against the top of the granite countertop, her hyper-sensitive nipples rubbing back and forth across the textured surface. The pleasure that Annie took from being so violently used was otherworldly.

Chris captured every thrust, slap, groan and scream with his shoulder-mounted, high definition camera, streaming it out to the world, and recording it all for future distribution.

After several minutes of this relentless fucking, Lance withdrew. Both lovers were covered in a sheen of perspiration. Lance had streams of sweat trickling down his cheeks from his temples, Annie had a creamy white froth of lubricant running down her thighs.

Lance lifted Annie as though she weighed nothing at all. He turned her around to face him and unceremoniously dropped her, face up onto the island countertop. He grabbed her by the ankles, spreading her legs and went down on her engorged and musky pussy, lapping up much of the creamy white lubricant in the process. Annie brought herself up on her elbows and their eyes met as Lance feasted. The sensations were almost too much for Annie, her clit began to vibrate. Lance bit down gently on her clit and that was it. Annie came, hard. She threw her head back, her back arched and her legs went wild in uncontrolled spasms. Her scream would undoubtedly have been heard clearly for what it was out on the street below.

Lance stood and waited for Annie to come down from her orgasm. He then started to rub the head of his cock up and down along Annie's sensitive slit, eliciting several strong aftershocks, before entering her again and the fucking resumed. Annie had two more strong orgasms before he withdrew one last time. Annie immediately scrambled down from the countertop and knelt before him, cupping her tits as to offer up a target. Lance ejaculated several strong streams of semen across Annie's face, chest and tits.

After recovering, Lance turned his attention back to the camera. Annie remained kneeling, cum still dripping from her face, chest and breasts.

"And that my friends is how you consummate a business deal." He wiped a bit of sweat from his brow and continued, "Stay tuned for more announcements and updates from Lancer Entertainment!"

Chris killed the feed, set the camera down and was silent for a few seconds then,

"Jesus Dude!"

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The Mimado Clinic - Luxury Resort & Spa - Las Vegas, NV

Once again, Eddie awoke, and once again he did so in a state of confusion. He didn't' know where he was or why he was there. He opened his eyes and found that he was in a different room from where he had been the last time he woke in this way.

The last time?

He recalled being in another room before. That room was darker. This one was brighter. There was a window with a shade that had been opened. It was bright and sunny outside. Like last time his chest hurt, but not as badly as before. He lifted the sheet that was covering him and could see that he was heavily bandaged.

What had happened to him?

He tried to remember but there were big gaping holes in his memory. If he closed his eyes he could see flashes of memories come and go. Anna, the kids, Anna's parents, Mark, Doc, Nick, James. He remembered intervals of pain and pleasure so intense that he didn't think he'd survive it. But try as he might, he could get none of them to form a cohesive explanation of his current situation.

As Eddie lay there, eyes closed, trying futilely to grasp at the fleeting memories, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Time to wake up sweetie." It was a cheerful, female voice.

Eddie opened his eyes. The woman was familiar. Before he knew it the words spilled out of his mouth. "Dr. Schmidt?"

"That's right sweetie! It's time to change your dressings and we've got to get you up and moving round. Would you like to take a look at your new breasts?"

"Breasts?" Eddie stared blankly at the doctor for a few seconds, then cast his eyes down at his chest."

Several seconds passed. Eddie's eyes blinked several times.

Then, with dawning awareness, Eydie exclaimed; "Oh yes please!!" As she cast the top sheet aside and worked to sit up. Moving gingerly as the pain was more intense when she moved. Eydie swung her legs over so that she was sitting up on the edge of the bed facing Dr. Schmidt. She was very excited. She was going to get her first glimpse of her new titties!

Dr. Schmidt had situated herself on a rolling stool so that she was facing Eydie. "Okay!" She said. "Let's have a look, shall we?"

Using a pair of scissors, working carefully under Eydie's left armpit, the doctor cut away the gauzy strips that were wrapped around her chest. Pulling the gauze away, what remained were two bloody gauze pads stuck to each of Eydie's breasts. Yes! Breasts! Real live breasts!

Well, maybe not so much real in the strictest meaning of the word, but real enough!

Dr. Schmidt then worked carefully to separate the bandages from the skin as they were seemingly held there in place by some spots of dried blood. Once she'd pried them loose she pulled the bandages away, and there they were.

Looking down onto her new breasts, Eydie could see that they were indeed bruised and bloodied just as Penny had said they'd be, and the ink marks from the pen that Dr. Schmidt had marked her with were still there. But they were beautiful nonetheless, and bigger than she'd expected they'd be. They were two perfectly round mounds, jutting proudly from her chest. Each was capped with a pretty pink nipple just slightly larger than a pencil eraser. Tears of joy began to trickle down Eydie's cheeks.

"Thank you doctor. They're beautiful." Eydie sniffed.

"Give me a minute o clean them up a bit then we'll give you a better look. OK?"

"Sure Doctor. Thanks!" An excited and anxious Eydie replied.

Dr. Schmidt then rolled a full-length mirror that was mounted to a wheeled stand over to where Eydie was sitting on the edge of the bed and placed it facing her. She then went to Eydie's side and helped her to stand so she could look at herself in the mirror.

Eydie stood for several seconds on her weak and wobbly legs just staring at the breasts that hadn't been there just hours ago. Speechless, she was mesmerized by them. She turned first to the left, then to the right so that she could see herself in profile. Tears still streaming down her cheeks, her joy was almost overwhelming. But there was something else. A fabric strap was wrapped around her chest just below her breasts. Attached to it were two clear plastic bulbs, each with a tube coming out of the top. Each bulb was about a third full of a pink liquid.

Dr. Schmidt noticed Eydie's confusion. "Those are drainage tubes Eydie. I had to cut some of your chest tissue in order to insert the implants. Until it heals, we need a place for the fluid to go. I'll probably be able to remove those tomorrow."

"Oh, Okay. Thanks Dr." Eydie replied. "Thank you. They're beautiful." She raised her hands in an attempt to cup them. Dr. Schmidt stopped her. "I'd rather you did not touch them just yet, Eydie. We want to keep the area sterile for a little while yet and besides, they're still going to be painful to the touch." Eydie lowered her arms to her side and just continued to admire her new look.

"Now, keep in mind Eydie," Dr. Schmidt continued. "They are swollen right now and bigger and tighter than they will be when they finally settle down a bit. In a few months, and even up to a year they'll relax and take on a much more natural look."

"I understand, Doc. Thanks." Eydie said. Still unable to look away from her reflection.

"Okay," Doc finally said. "I'll get Penny in to clean you up and redress the wounds and then we'll get you up and moving around."