Carol Exposed Pt 47

This story is a little different from stories where Tom exposes me or on occasion when I expose myself for him. This is a story of pure blackmail and being forced to do things against my will by an unknown party.

It started one Saturday while I was reading something online. An email popped up so I opened it.

The sight on the screen took me by surprise but the words written there made me feel sick to my stomach. It was a photo of me blindfolded and tied at that auction where I was gang banged by one hundred men in front of three hundred spectators. The spectators walked past me afterwards and were allowed to take photos of me.

My legs were spread wide open with my legs strapped in the stirrups. I was a mess. I had cum in my hair, on my face, my breasts, all over my body and it was dripping from my lips, my pussy and my ass where I took the hundred men. Why anyone wanted a photo of me in that condition was beyond me but many of those guys did.

Today one of those photos has come back to haunt me. The caption under that photo read,

"I own you now slut. I will be in touch."

I stared at my computer screen for a long time with tears flowing down my cheeks. Tom walked in and saw me crying.

"What's wrong babe?"

I just pointed at the screen. He read what it said and leaned down and kissed me.

"It's probably some jerk playing mind games with you. Don't sweat it."

I checked my email a few times a day for a week but nothing further came through. That is until today. Today was Saturday. I read the email which had another lewd photograph of me in the same position but I was sucking a black cock with two more double penetrating my pussy.

The email read,

"I am going to post these and many more similar photos online on a site called "Local Girls Needing Cock." That is unless you do as you are told.

I've seen this website. It gets a lot of local traffic for guys who want to see people they know naked and hook up with them. I definitely didn't want my photos to be put on that or any website for that matter.

I know if you read Part 43 of Carol Exposed that you know I posted a few photos of myself in various stages of undress but those photos were respectfully taken and had some class to them. These scream cum dumpster slut.

I emailed him back,

"What do you want?"

His reply came quickly.

"I want you to do your hair and make up and go to a club called Voyeurs. Be there by eight tonight. When you get there, tell the bouncer you are here for Big T. Don't be late, don't call the police, do what you're told and nothing bad will happen."

"I'll be there."

When Tom came home I told him about the emails. He read them and said go and do as he tells you to and that he would go to the club early and keep an eye on things so that I would be safe.

He left an hour before I did.

When I arrived and told the bouncer I was there for Big T, I was escorted to a side door and let inside. It was pitch black. I couldn't see anything.

Suddenly a bright light shined on me but I couldn't see beyond it.

A loud voice came across a microphone and was obviously disguised.

"Take off your clothes."

Deep in my mind I already knew I would be naked tonight and probably used but hearing it was surreal.

I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed it. Out of the darkness to my left, a man's hand appeared and I handed him my blouse. I removed my skirt and another man's hand came from the other side and I handed my skirt to him. My bra was next and after my breasts were exposed another hand came from behind me and just took it.

I hesitated before finally pushing my panties down and stepping out of them. I didn't pick them up but someone reached in and took them.

"Place your arms up and interlock your fingers in your hair."

I did as I was told and he gave me further instructions that I followed one by one.

"Stick your chest out."

"Slowly spin in a circle and show us everything."

After that command was completed I was escorted off by a woman and taken to a dressing room where there were several women in various stages of undress.

I was handed an outfit and told to put it on and be ready.

I slipped on the bra which was thick, unflattering and dull like something your grandma would wear. The panties again were full and had no sexual appeal at all. The thigh high stockings sounded sexy but were plain colored nylon stockings held up by an off white ugly garter belt.

I was handed a slip next. No one wears these anymore. The skirt was long and reminded me of an old librarian that was well into her sixties and button up blouse very similar to the one I wore here except it buttoned completely to my neck. The outfit was finished off with a scarf.

I looked in the mirror and immediately saw that I was dressed like an old school teacher. I know I am getting on in years but this outfit really accented the fact that I wasn't a spring chicken anymore.

I knew from watching each of the girls leave the dressing room in various sexy lingerie only to return naked after a few songs were played that I was in a strip club and expected to perform.

All of these girls were beautiful, sexy and the oldest may be in her early twenties. Here I stand in this old outfit accenting the fact that I am in my upper fifties. How degrading and embarrassing this is going to be for me.

The man in charge came to my dressing area and told me that I was next to go on.

"I don't think I can do this. It's one thing to be seen nude but it's totally different to be dressed like an old lady and go out and dance expecting the crowd to not boo me after seeing all of these young dancers go out there."

"From what I understand, you don't have a choice. I also understand that your commitment is for you to do only one set and then you can leave. The set has three songs. You are to strip completely naked and then you can go after the song ends. You don't even need to come back to the dressing room."

"What about my clothes? How will I get them if I don't come back here?"

"I will place them in that dark corner over there. No one will take them. Now get out there and shake that ass."

With that he smacked me on the ass and shoved me towards the door.

The first song, "When I Kissed The Teacher", by ABBA from the 70's began playing to further embarrass me and show my age.

I stepped onto the stage and saw a banner reading class of 2015 five year reunion on the back wall. I then knew the reason for my outfit. The entire crowd were students who graduated high school just five years ago. They had to be ages 24-26 tops.

I danced as best I could trying not to cry as I was thinking how grateful I was for not having kids or siblings who had kids because there was a good chance if I did that they would be in this age group and be here tonight watching me strip.

The first song ended and I was still fully clothed. The crowd grew impatient and started yelling rude comments. I heard one that really cut me deep.

"That old lady has arthritis. Someone help her unbutton that shirt."

Everyone laughed and the second song began playing. It was no better than the first as it also was a seventies song by the Police called "Don't Stand So Close To Me".

It referred to a naughty student teacher affair scenario. I knew if I didn't strip that my photos would be posted to that site so I began by removing my scarf and tossing it.

I followed that by unbuttoning my blouse one at a time until all 18 buttons were opened. The crowd's attitude changed as they began cheering.

I took off the blouse and they booed at the sight of my slip.

I undid all of the buttons on my skirt and let it fall. They were still booing so I got rid of the slip by crossing my arms and lifting it up and off. They weren't booing anymore but yelling more rude comments like,

"Look at those granny panties."

I had to endure their comments as I had to fight tears and the clasps on the garter belt so that I could rid myself of these old lady clothes. I would much rather be seen naked than in these clothes.

Finally the garter belt was unhooked, the stockings tossed aside and my bra was unhooked and unceremoniously removed. The crowd stopped booing and making rude comments. At least to me they weren't rude. They said things like,

"Teacher got some nice titties, I like Milf and cookies." There were others but those two I remember.

The song was nearing an end and I took those panties off and tossed them aside.

Comments were mixed now like, "Nice ass." "Shake those big melons." and "What the fuck is with all that hair?" "Shave that cunt."

My husband loves my thick black bush and I keep it neatly trimmed and my lips are always shaved slick for him. Apparently all the kids shave these days and even as good as my body looked I was embarrassed by my bush again showing my age.

The last song was along the same lines as the first two. It was by Van Halen, "Hot For The Teacher." It also dated back to the seventies.

I slowed down the crude remarks about my bush when I squatted and spread my legs open showing my shaved cunt lips. I had them in the palm of my hands. I opened my pussy and started rubbing my clit for them to watch.

I must have been more excited than I let on as I took myself over the edge and let them all watch me masturbate myself to orgasm.

When it subsided the room got quiet and I suddenly was made aware of my nakedness and of what I had just done.

A song began to play and another dancer was announced. The spotlight left me and was put on her so I quickly jumped up and ran to the dark corner to get my clothes and get out.

It was dark and I ran right into a circle of boys who had spotted my clothes and were holding them.

"Give those to me please."

"Come get them." He said as he held them out to me.

I took two steps towards him and they closed in around me. I was pushed and shoved back and forth between the boys and they wasted no time grabbing me anywhere they wanted to.

I began to scream but with the cheering crowd and music so loud no one heard me. One of them quickly shoved those big panties in my mouth and two of them picked me up and placed me on a pool table. Two boys grabbed my arms and pulled them out above my head as two others took me by my ankles and spread me open. Where was Tom? He said he would be here to watch so things didn't get out of hand. I never saw him in the crowd and now I'm being held down on a pool table.

I looked around for him and I saw two boys undressing and their cocks were huge and hard. I knew that I was in for a long night. I knew no one in the back would rescue me because they just thought I left. I was pulled to the edge of the table and one of them shoved himself into me with no warning.

He was big and thick and had me coming in no time. After he finished another took his place. I was fucked so many times that I lost count.

The panties fell out of my mouth but I no longer cared. I had boys in their twenties lining up to fuck this old lady and I was loving it.

Someone got brave and presented his cock to my lips and I sucked him in until he emptied his sack into my throat. He was replaced by many as the others took turns in my pussy. Some I took more than once.

After I had another of many climaxes I was spent. I just laid there while they took turns using my pussy or fucking my face. l was rolled to my stomach and pulled off the table. I felt my feet touch the floor but I was too weak to stand.

One of the guys took that as an invitation and I felt him rubbing his cock head against my asshole. He applied pressure and popped past my ring and inside my ass. He pushed until he was all the way in before sawing in and out of me until he came. It was painful but I couldn't stop him. I was too weak.

One after another they took turns in my ass. I heard them call last call, the music stopped and the lights went out. All was quiet. I passed out but woke up again later as two guys came over and took my ass again before I passed out again. All I know is I woke the next morning in my own bed with Tom fucking me.

"Where were you last night? You were supposed to supervise things so nothing happened to me."

"I wasn't allowed to come inside. They said it was a private party. A class reunion or something like that. Why did something happen?"

"Yes. I was made to strip naked in front of that room full of young boys."

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"That's not all. After I was finished I went to grab my clothes so I could leave and a group of them grabbed me and tossed me up on the pool table and held me down while they gang raped me."

"Oh wow. I'm sorry Carol. How many were there?"

"It's okay. The boys were all polite except for the fact that they raped me. They called me Miss Carol like I was their school teacher which made me feel old but none of them called me bad names or tried hurting me. After several of them fucked me at least once if not twice and I had numerous orgasms, I began to enjoy it. It was nice knowing all of these young boys wanted my body. I sucked more cocks than I can remember counting and swallowed a lot of cum. My pussy was used by the entire class I think and so was my ass. I remember the last call and the lights going out and still two guys took a turn at my ass before I passed out. That's all I remember until waking here with you on top of me. How did I get here?"

"After closing I spoke with the bouncer and asked about you since you never came out and your car was still there. He let me in and I found you. He helped me carry you to the car."

"So, was it you who took my ass before carrying me out?"

Yes babe. The bouncer and I both took you there. You looked so sexy we couldn't resist."

"I've said it before Tom. You are a sick, sick man, but I love you."

"I love you too. Did you figure out who is blackmailing you?"

"No, He disguised his voice and stayed in the dark."

"Well hopefully he got what he wanted and will leave you alone now."

"I hope so."

Part 48 is on its way.