I was in a real jam now. I had a little tiff with my husband Tom because he couldn't or wouldn't get back from his travels for my company Christmas party. So, to make a long story short, I had a little too much to drink and I let a few of the guys from the office take advantage of me. Now, I was at home sitting on the couch talking to the CEO of the company on the phone while I played a video tape that he had delivered to me.
I popped the tape into the recorder and turned on the TV. "Ohhhhhhhhh god," I moaned as the screen filled with the image of me sucking on his big, hard cock. I was on my back and you could actually see the outline of his cock move back and forth in my throat.
"Now," he said. "Lets talk about you're new job at the office..."
"Wha...What do you mean," I asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
"Be here by 7 am sharp Monday and come right to my office," he said sternly. "We need to talk about last night and how it will affect your job going forward. And Jen,"
"Yes," I said as if I was in a stupor.
"If you tell anyone about the tape, I'll send copies to your husband and your church, as well as every guy in the office, right down to the janitor. Do you understand?"
"Yes," was all I could say before the line went dead.
Fuck, what was I going to do now? I sat there for awhile before turning off the tape and thinking through my options. I finally decided that I wasn't going to let him blackmail me like this. With a strong resolve, I rewound the tape while I placed a call to the local police. I explained that I was being blackmailed and asked to speak to a detective. Within twenty minutes, the door bell rang and two middle age detectives stood at the door.
I got them coffee as I explained what happened the night before, the fight with Tom, the multiple rape at the party and now the telephone call and the tape. They explained that they would have to watch the tape in its entirety, either here or at the precinct. I decided that it wouldn't be a good idea to have them leave with the tape, so I agreed to show it to them their.
I turned on the tape and saw their eyes widen as they watch me, the woman sitting right in front of them, take on half the men at the party.
"God lady, when did you tell them to stop," one of the officers asked.
"What," I said softly as I watched two guys plow their big cocks into my pussy at the same time.
"Well, from what I can see here, you have a copy of a porn film that you made with a bunch of guys and now you regret it, so your trying to get them in trouble," he said.
"WHAT...WHAT ARE YOU SAYING," I screamed at the two detectives, who were obviously more turned on by the film than they should have been.
"Hey lady, I'm not saying you did, but from what I've seen of the film, you certainly weren't trying to stop them," he said matter-of-factly. "In fact, if a jury were to see this, they'd come to the conclusion that you were actually enjoying this. For gods sake, look at the look on your face...you're having the longest orgasm I've ever seen." As he spoke to me, his eyes never left my bust line and his stares were making my nipples harden.
I just groaned in defeat as I sank farther into the couch. "So what you're saying is that I don't have any basis to charge these pigs," I cried.
"That's about it lady...sorry we couldn't be of more help," they said as they rose from their seats. As the detectives let themselves out, I noticed that they both had hardons that they tried to hide, and I knew for a fact that I was screwed. I hid the tape so that Tom wouldn't find it and waited for him to return from his trip.
When he entered the house, I ran up and hugged him, kissing him on the lips and apologizing for the fight we had yesterday. He wasn't upset and in fact, we left a trail of clothes between the front door and the bedroom. The whole time he was making love to me though, I was thinking back to the night before and the animal feelings I had as they raped me repeatedly. I had to actually fake an orgasm so that Tom wouldn't feel like he let me down. The rest of the weekend went all too quickly and I soon found myself standing in front of Kevin in his executive office on Monday morning.
"Well, well, Jen. You've been a naughty little girl," he said feigning anger.
"What do you mean," I asked nervously.
"I told you not to tell anyone about the tape, but instead you called the police. Not nice Jenny dear," he said as he sat back in his leather chair and leered at me. I didn't say anything but just stood there and waited for the inevitable.
"Tell me, did they get turned on watching the tape," he laughed. "Answer me bitch, did they get turned on watching you fuck a whole room full of men," he hollered when I didn't answer.
I just lowered my eyes and answered softly. "Yes."
He got up and walked to the door and turned the brass lock. "Good," he said as he went over to the leather couch and sat down. "Now that you know that the cops won't be any help to you, I suggest you take off your clothes and come over here"
When I didn't move, he snarled menacingly," If you know what's good for you, you'll do it NOW bitch."
I knew I had no choice so I slowly peeled of my dress and let it drop to the floor.
"Mmmmmmmmm, very nice," he said softly staring at my full breast encased in black lace. "If you're a good little girl and do what I tell you, I may let you keep your job, even though you didn't listen to me before."
I reached behind me and unhooked my bra, slowly letting it slide off my breasts and drop to the floor. I just stood there in my black lace panties, stockings and high heels.
"Good. Now, come over here and kneel in front of me," he demanded. I did as I was told, a small tear rolling down my face as I felt myself sinking deeper into a black hole that I would never be able to climb out of.
"Reach in and take out my cock, slut," he said. I did as I was told, unzipping his trousers and feeling his body heat as I wrapped my hand around his already hard cock, surprised that he wasn't wearing any underwear. But then again, he had all weekend to plan this. "Now, now. Don't cry Jenny. Everything will be all right," he said as he took his cock from my hand. "Here, let me wipe those tears for you." With that, he pushed his cock forward and used his cock head to wipe up the tears. When he was done, he lowered his cock and wiped it across my lips.
"Go on, baby, it won't hurt you."
I involuntarily opened my lips and let him slip his cock head into my mouth. He reach out and gently ran his fingers through my hair before he began pulling my mouth down on his cock.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm good girl. I think we're going to work out a very good solution for all of us here," he said softly. I let my tongue slip out and lick the underside of his cock as he fed more of it into my mouth. I couldn't move my head away because of his grip, but I'm not sure that I really wanted to at that point. He groaned as I took more of his cock and he realized that he wasn't going to have to force me to suck him off.