Diary Of A Blackmailed Co Worker Pt 03

It was about lunch time, and my cell phone buzzed and I jumped. It was a message from Tara ordering me to meet them at my SUV. I collected my thoughts, fixed myself as best I could, and put on the slutty red lipstick.

When I got to the truck, I found they were already inside, Jake behind the driver's seat, Missy next to him, and Tara in the front passenger seat. I was wondering why I left my car unlocked, but it didn't matter, I needed to be brave.

I climbed in, and immediately started to plead with them. Asking for compassion, and apologizing for whatever I did to offend them. As I was pleading in vain for understanding, Jakes hands were already on my tits from the back seat. My pleas were ignored, and I was ordered to drive to a park down the street. It was less than a mile away, but in that time, Tara was up my skirt, Jake was all over my tits, and Missy was snapping pictures.

We arrived at the park, I was immediately ordered to get out of the car, take off my shirt and bra, and get back in. From the look on Tara's face I could see she was serious. I complied quickly; I removed my shirt without fully unbuttoning it, and pulled my bra off.

I tried to get back in the truck, but the doors were locked. I was frantic; pulling at the door handles they would not unlock them. I crouched down trying to cover up my shame, while I begged them to unlock the door. The three of them were laughing, and Missy documenting my shame with pictures.

Finally after what seemed like forever, I was let back in the truck, and immediately covered my tits. Missy took my shirt and bra, and kept them in the back seat. Not happy I covered my tits, Jake started pulling both of my arms behind my back on either side of the seat. My tits were exposed, and the more I fought to try to free my hands, the more my tits stuck out. Tara wasted no time taking advantage of my helplessness and mauled my tits, pinched my nipples, and slid her hand up my skirt. The nipple assault now made them hard and erect. I was kicking, fighting to get free with all my might, and crying hysterically.

Finally Jake let go if my arms and I was free, his hands however went right to my tits. Tara was on my pussy, and Missy was groping my ass every time it came off the seat while I was fighting them off. I was outnumbered and helpless.

Tara, realized time was a factor told me to start driving. Was she crazy? I was topless, and my tits exposed to anyone who was close to my car. Her steely eyes fixed on the steering wheel spoke volumes, and I just started driving. I was given directions of where to turn, stop, speed up, and slow down. The entire trip, I was being molested by all three, as I was driving, and helpless to stop the assault.

When we arrived at the diner, I was ordered to park in the back. I was given a different bra, bright red, and a new sheer white shirt. The bra was a 34B, and my bra size was 38DD. The shirt they gave me was also too small, and only had 4 working buttons. I was ordered to put it on, and was told I was lucky they gave me anything to wear.

We all got out of the car, and they made me freeze, as they took pictures of me. People took notice, and some stopped and stared. "Freeze", Is a term I will get used to over the entirety of this ordeal. They say freeze, and I don't move no matter what they do.

There I was in the parking lot of a busy diner, in a, short mini skirt, no underwear, and my red bra clearly showing through the sheer white shirt. The bra was so small and the buttons so low you could see the top of my nipples tits popping out of my bra as well as poking out of the tight shirt.

As we were seated by the hostess, I was mortified. Everyone seemed to stare and whisper. It was a dumpy truck stop type of diner, close to the highway, and the college. It was filled with truckers and college students, and 90 percent male.

When we got to the booth I was somewhat relieved, but Jake sat right next to me pinning his body as close to me as he could. His arm was draped over my back and he kissed me from time to time. He smelled like piss and cigarettes, and clearly wanted everyone to think I was with him.

They ordered their lunch, and they ordered for me as well. This was further proof they now called all the shots right down to what I was allowed to eat. After a trip with little conversation Tara finally told me to "shut up and just listen."

"First of all it should be clear to you by now, we have your future in our hands, but I will spell it out for you anyway. We have many pictures and videos of you, naked, exposed, playing with yourself to name a few."

"Some of those pictures show the company logo in the back, so it's clear they were taken at the office. Also your family and your husband are clearly visible in many sleazy shots. Most of these pictures were sent from your phone to ours with text messages clearly showing you're a twisted slut who loves doing this. Totally consensual you might say."

"In addition to the pictures, Tara continued, we have made copies of your office, home, and car keys. While in your office we decided to take a large amount of petty cash. We also made purchases with the company credit card your responsible for. We made fake entries in the ledger to cover up your stealing."

"We also have pictures of you topless in a public park next to an elementary school. Not to mention the video and pictures of you driving topless through town, right to this very diner."

"So to sum it up," Tara finished, "We can get you fired, possibly ruin your marriage, humiliate your kids, as well as yourself. Oh and most important you would face felony charges for stealing thousands of dollars from your employer."

As Tara was spelling it out for me I had my head down and was weeping. When the waiter came over with the food, Jake pulled me upright. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" The waiter said.

"Yes "replied Tara, "We want to know, do you like her tits, do they look good like this?"

I was mortified, as he shook his head and walked away smiling. No college student should be getting a full view of my tits I thought to me.

"So as you can see, Tara continued we are in control, and you have no choice. You do what all three of us tell you, no questions asked, or we turn you in."

She handed me what looked like a contract, but my mind wasn't thinking correctly. These were rules I was forced to follow and expected to sign that I agreed to them.

"Dress how we tell you to from now on. You will be instructed on exactly what to wear every day by text. If we don't give you a specific outfit the general rule is, mini skirt, button, or zipper, down shirts, G-string, thong, or no underwear at all.

Do everything we tell you not matter what. If we say strip you strip, if we say play with yourself, you do it no matter where we are.

You will agree to wearing vibrators, dildos, clit and nipple clamps wherever we want whenever we want.

Your humiliation turns us on, so you will be ordered to please us sexually until we are fully satisfied.

There will be plenty of pictures, videos and photo shoots depicting your humiliation and submissions.

You will be required to take self-shot pictures and videos, recreating any sick fantasy we have.

Follow the schedule as written.

Mondays all day at work is Tara

Tuesdays all day at work is Jake

Wednesdays all day at work is Missy

Thursdays all 3 various people the times are 8-11, 11-2, and 2-5

Fridays are Jake first Friday of the month

Tara the second Friday

Missy the third Friday

All 3 all day the fourth Friday

From the time you get to work, to the time you leave, you turn your body over to whoever's time slot it is.

If we want to take you out of the office for whatever reason, it will be the three of us at once. We don't want to get caught, and lose our new toy. We need to see how much we can get away with in public.

Also if the three of us dominants, want to change the date, and times we chose to use you. We will have to get permission from each other. You don't matter, your just property, you will not be notified, so be ready for cock or pussy at any time.

As I was reading this I was sick. I was thinking to myself, they are dividing time with my body, my tits, my Pussy, and my ass. However as it turns out for now, they own my body and will use it for whatever they want. As I came back to reality I could I kept reading.

When we go out you will pay.

You will buy a new set of clothes, and sex toys.

You will join a gym and tighten every muscle in your body.

You will be used for our BDSM fantasies as long as no permanent or visible damage is done to you, our sex toy.

You will arrange to have your office moved to Rob's old office, the more privacy, the more fun for us.

This contract is subject to change only in order to benefit us the dominants and not you the submissive."

"As you can tell," Tara spoke these chilling words, "we have thought this through, for the setup, the pictures, and now the contract. Your body is ours, and we are not here to pleasure you, you are here to please us."

"If you don't obey you will be punished. The punishments can include anything from a spanking, public humiliation, tying you up and leaving you in public, to turning you in. Now sign here and we can get serious."

The last thing I heard was turn me in and sign here. In a daze, and fearful, I signed. Then I heard a stamp, I had forgotten Missy is a notary. What did I sign, this can't be legal I thought to myself. I have to get home, safe, and think this through. I will just be their slave, face their tortures, humiliation, and sex. Then try to figure a way out before they force me further into submission, and the point of no return.