Katrina wondered how Margaret would feel tomorrow knowing she would suffer after everything went so badly this evening when the situation had gone way beyond their control. It was admittedly her fault to begin with and as soon as Jason entered her home this evening she had capitulated to him leaving Margaret to stand up to his demands. When she too had given in they were reduced to a couple of kittens purring at his feet.
They needed help desperately. They had hoped to settle the problem without telling the other two friends but they would have to be told now and in any case they were involved as much as she was. He had naughty photographs of them too. Carol wouldn't be much help whereas June was an older woman, their office supervisor, with a greater experience of life. She wasn't the type to take any nonsense from Jason.
It was June's home they used to meet and play where those dreadful photographs had been taken. The one's he was using to blackmail her and now Margaret. June's husband had died two years ago and the four had met together to cheer her up until one evening they had all been a little drunk and started a game. A naughty little game had started out so innocently where one would tell a fantasy scene from a novel and each would add to it. It had all been just a laugh, until now.
The stories often ended up in complete farce creating a lot of merriment and did cheer June up but they had taken it all a stage too far. On Halloween night they dressed up and after a few glasses of wine June had taken photos. After a few more glasses they became more daring. Katrina always found being dared was hard to refuse and June knew how to push each of the friends from working with them as their supervisor. Bending over to show her panties had been easy for they felt it was a safe place to play out silly fantasies or so they had thought.
Over the months the weekly sessions had formulated into a routine of escapism with stories being written on the computer together with photos of them posing, illustrating the story. Dressed as a gorilla Carol had reached around Carol dressed as a schoolgirl grabbing her breasts. With a little more wine they were pulled out for the first of many bare breasted shots. Ordering saucy books over the Internet, for none of them had been brave enough to buy one in a shop, they read the stories out loud often laughing at the ludicrous scenes.
June too would join in and end up being subjected to small humiliations like standing in the corner with her hands on her head or over someone's knee while they pretended to smack her bottom or serving the drinks with the skirt tucked into the back of their knickers. When a bondage book arrived by mistake things did get out of hand a little when whoever drew the short straw was lightly bound. They were always just a tease but the photos didn't reflect that.
June had suggested they pose nude to record themselves while they looked young and beautiful, as a reminder for when they were her age. Katrina remembered remarking that June was good looking for forty-eight. June had a large pair of breasts over a slim waist and looked fabulous in a bustier. Her legs were long and slender and strong from dancing. A hobby she shared with her husband. Somehow they all agreed to strip off for a group photo and from then on it was easy to pose naked for ever more raunchier scenes.
Katrina remembered Carol squealing with a mixture of fear and delight when a dildo was held against her pussy. She was tied up for a pose and couldn't stop June from teasing her while she pleaded for her to stop. With tears of laughter she collapsed on the floor with all four of them in a heap laughing.
No one said anything but all suspected June had started using the thing, as it was never seen again. Other props were bought with an understanding nothing would actually be used; nothing too embarrassing would be done to each other. Yet it didn't always look that way in the photos if you hadn't been there.
Everything was photographed and saved on the computer and now that young man had a copy. Unfortunately it didn't look so innocent anymore when a young man had a hold of them. They looked lascivious, indecent even.
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Katrina made arrangements to meet on Wednesday instead of the usual Friday night by sending emails to each of the other three. Nothing was mentioned, no emergency or difficulties, just that they should meet up. Just in case Jason turned up at her house Katrina drove straight to Margaret's from the office. Over a quick coffee they tried to make sense of what had happened last night and what they should tell June. Carol wasn't even mentioned for they knew she would be a push over and go along with whatever they decided.
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Jason waited outside for the right moment to pounce and exactly on time he saw her leave the house, hesitating to check the front door was locked she turned toward her car. The twenty-five year old woman was slightly built and pretty. He remembered seeing the pictures of her dressed as a schoolgirl acknowledging how well the little outfit had suited her.
"Hi, Carol." He said, while raising his hand. She took it into hers automatically. He shook it with a gentle but firm grasp. "Katrina told me to pick you up. Here I have a note somewhere. Are! It must be in the car." He said while patting his pockets. "I'm to drive you both over to June's house. We have to hurry because they're meeting early. Katrina's directions weren't very good and it's taken me time to find you. By the way I'm Katrina's cousin, Jason." He lied, while holding the door to his sports car for her.
Carol sat quietly on the short journey wondering what this meeting was all about and why the sudden change of plans. If Katrina's cousin was driving them there and home again it must mean a special evening with a lot of wine on the menu.
A little tingle of excitement flushed her cheeks. Under the light raincoat she wore a nice flowery summer dress. Nothing outrageous, except under it she wore sheer stockings held by suspenders with the tiniest pair of panties she had ever worn. The white suspenders and panties were in bright contrast to the smooth tan of her skin.
She inherited her beautiful features and skin tones from her parents, who were born in Kuching in Malaysia. The suspense was thrilling too as she wondered which one of them had something special to share with the others, and what was it?
"Here we are safe and sound. Katrina practically ordered me to drive slowly for you. Katrina!" He shouted, walking straight into the kitchen while Carol waiting in the hall. "Hi Katrina. OK. I'll tell her." Jason said into the mobile phone pressed against his cheek. He didn't want Carol to see it wasn't even switched on. He smiled reassuringly at Carol with a conspiratorial wink. "She's on her way there, couldn't wait. She says to get changed and I'll drive you to June's house. Does she order everyone around like that or just me?" He asked.
"I'm afraid the three of them do it to me too." She said.
"Upstairs in the spare bedroom. She's left something for you. Here let me take your coat." Ignoring the ineffectual resistance he had her coat off and hung it on the coat rack. "Hurry up. It's the second door on the left."
Holding onto the sides of the dress with both hands she scampered up the stairs taking no chances of showing off the suspenders. He could see the sheer stockings and she could feel his eyes looking up at her from the hall. What he couldn't see was the embarrassment on her face simply from what she was wearing underneath the dress. It seemed so naughty to wear this saucy outfit with a man so close, even though he was young and didn't suspect a thing.
In the room she quickly shrugged off the dress and grabbed the garment off the bed. She gasped in surprise. It was a little bunny girl outfit. The tiny skirt was far to short. What was she going to do? She would have to make some excuse for taking it with her for she couldn't change into it while he was down stairs with her coat. Carol wasn't daring enough to wear it even with a coat over it.
"Come on we have to go." Jason told her.
