I work as a welder in a huge factory. My office is in a remote corner of the building, so even though there are more than a hundred employees on second shift I never see anyone but the cleaning staff when they come by around six o'clock to empty my trash bin.
Half the time I'm just outside my office, welding something in a welding station when they come.
I noticed they hired a new girl, young and pretty for a Mexican, maybe twenty.
Her name was Kimberly. She spoke with an accent, but her English was good. I flirted with her a few times, but she just smiled and emptied my trash.
Then one time, after she went into my office alone to empty my trash, I noticed the ten dollar bill I had stashed in my coat pocket was gone.
Kimberly had taken off without even a wave goodbye, which was very unlike her. She had seen me, averted her eyes, and practically ran down the long corridor, pushing her cart.
When I discovered my coat pocket empty her strange reaction made perfect sense.
It gave me a chuckle. This girl had stolen 10 bucks and reacted like she was fleeing the scene of the crime with a slab of gold bullion.
So, being the lecherous turd that I am I decided to set up a blackmail for sex scenario and see if it might work.
The very next night I put a nice crisp fifty dollar bill in my pocket, set up my phone camera in a hidden spot to record all the action and waited for Kimberly to come collect the trash.
Her cart squeaked down the corridor, music to my ears. I acted like I was busy in the farthest welding station from my office and I waited.
Kimberly ducked into my office, and came out a few seconds later, practically jogging away toward her trash cart.
"Kimberly!" I shouted, making her jump. She stopped abruptly and looked over at me, appearing absolutely terrified.
"Can I speak to you for a minute?"
She forced a fake smile and nodded.
I walked into my office and motioned for her to follow. She shuffled slowly in behind me. I walked around her, shut the door and locked it.
"Why you lock door?" she asked, brown eyes wide as quarters.
"Just want a moment of privacy to talk about the money you stole from my jacket pocket yesterday." I walked over to my jacket.
She talked quickly as she said, "I no steal money. Let me out of room. I go now."
"You ain't going anywhere, you little thief."
Reaching into my pocket I felt around. It was empty. Kimberly yanked desperately at the door, but I had the key in my hand.
I showed it to her and stuck it in my pants pocket.
"My fifty bucks is gone, too. So you just stole more money from me, a lot more."
"No, I no steal money. Now let me out. Open door. I scream."
"Let's see if you stole my money." I reached under the table and pulled out my phone.
She mouthed a silent gasp, leaving her mouth in an 'O'. Her eyebrows jumped up into a single arch with a cute little wrinkle between them and her brown eyes opened wide. They were huge. She was quite beautiful when frightened.
I hit stop on the video and then I hit play. I turned the phone so we both could view it.
It showed the room with my jacket hanging on the back of the chair. I fast forwarded it until Kimberly showed up in the picture. She rifled through my pockets and pulled out the fifty.
I paused the video, showed it to her and hit play. Kimberly stuffed the bill in her bra.
"There you are, stealing my money... again. You are nothing but a dirty little thief."
Her mouth continued to hang open. She shook her head, and then her face scrunched up and she burst into tears.
"I so sorry. I give you back."
She reached into her shirt and produced the fifty, pushing it at me in an attempt to give it back.
"It's too late for that. I'm showing this to our boss and to the police. I hope you like being fired, thrown in prison and deported."
"No, please, don't tell on me. I give you more money. I get paycheck tomorrow. I give all to you. Whole paycheck."
"No. I don't want the money. Actually, I want you to keep it, but you have to earn that money."
Kimberly looked confused, but hopeful. She said, "How you want I earn money? I clean house? I clean very good."
"No," I said, unbuttoning my jeans and unzipping my fly. "I want you to suck my cock." I pulled my pants down and produced my hardening penis.
The look of shock on her face was priceless. Grimacing and backing away as she stared down at my penis she covered her mouth with both hands, and then seemed to panic.
Dropping the money, Kimberly turned and tugged frantically at the door. She pounded on it with an open hand and screamed, "Aiuda! Aiuda!'
"Relax," I said, laughing, "I'm not going to rape you. It's a simple choice. You either suck my dick or you get fired and deported. What's it going to be?"
She shook her head violently. "No! Let me out." She screamed again, "Aiuda!"
I shrugged, pulled up my pants and buttoned up. Pulling the key from my pocket, I stepped to the door and unlocked it.
As Kimberly fled out the door, I called out after her. "I'm showing this video to our boss in ten minutes and then calling the cops."
Her trash cart noisily squeaked away down the hall. Then it suddenly stopped.
I watched Kimberly from a distance as she stood there, motionless and in silence, thinking over her options.
She looked back and saw me watching her.
I smiled and gave her a little wave. Then I raised my phone, and pointed at it, nodding.
"Nine minutes left!" I shouted.
Her body seemed to deflate. She grimaced as if she were about to cry, but she left her cart where it was and walked back toward me.
She stopped ten feet in front of me, staring at the floor with her arms folded in front of her breasts. In barely a whisper she said, "If I do... do what you say... we use condom."
"No condom."
"Then I no can do this. I have boyfriend."
"He can visit you in prison until they deport you."
Her eyes darted up at me, but looked down again.
"Okay," she said, "Then I do, but you no cum in mouth. Promise me."
"No. I will cum in your mouth and you will drink it all down."
She grimaced in disgust and shook her head, glaring at me in disbelief. "I no do that! I puke! It is--" she seemed at a loss for the right word. Then she said, "It is asquerosa!"
I shook my head. "I don't care if you think it's so disgusting. Sorry. You will drink my cum, every single fucking drop. Or I show Bob the video and call the cops."
Her bottom lip and chin quivered, and tears welled in her eyes. "Eres un cerdo!" she said, her voice shaking.
"Now you promise me. Say it. Say I will drink every drop of your cum."
Her lip trembled and she turned her head, but then she said, "I will... I will drink... every drop."
"Of what?"
She looked back at me, her face twitching in distress, her eyes pleading, as if asking me not make her say that word.
"If you can't even say cum why should I believe you can swallow it?"
"I can't swallow it."
"You better. If you don't you're going to jail. Now say it. Say you will drink my cum. Fucking say it!"
"I will drink your cum!" she shouted, tears suddenly streaming down her face.
"Good," I said, chuckling. "Let's get back to my office."
I walked brusquely back to my office as Kimberly followed with her head down and arms folded, looking more like a prisoner headed to the gallows than a janitor.
I stood in the doorway of my office and waited for her to slowly shuffle in. Closing and locking the door, I put the key in my pocket.
"Can you leave that open, please?" She asked.
"No," I said, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans. "I'm not getting caught by a supervisor with my dick in a cleaning lady's mouth."
I kicked my shoes off, took my pants and briefs down and stepped out of them. "I hope you suck a good dick, Kimberly. If not I'm going to want to fuck you instead."
"No. I have boyfriend. No fuck you."
"Then, like I said, you better suck a good dick or I will be fucking you. Understood?"
Kimberly nodded, staring down at my penis as I jerked off. I kicked my crumpled jeans in front of me. "Kneel down on those. Let's get this party started."
Kimberly sank to her knees one leg at a time, crouching low to situate my jeans under her, and then she slowly rose up, her face mere inches from the head of my cock.
"If you suck at this or you fail to swallow my cum I swear to god I'm fucking you right on this floor. You got that?"
She nodded.
"I'll fuck that sweet Mexican ass, too. You ever get fucked in that sweet Mexican ass?"
"I'm Dominican," she said.
"Yeah, I don't give a fuck. Just get this cock in your mouth already."
I offered it out for her sucking pleasure. She opened wide and engulfed half of it, clamping down around it and suckling it loudly as she slowly withdrew back up the shaft.
Not a bad start, I thought.
Kimberly seemed to forget about being blackmailed, and began giving me a fairly decent blow job. If I hadn't known better I'd have thought she was enjoying it.
There were no tears, no disgusted expressions, just an intensity of purpose with an occasional moan of what sounded like satisfaction.
Her full Spanish lips and large mouth worked wonders around my cock.
"You're fucking excellent at this," I said, letting out a long and loud groan of bliss.
Right after I said that and groaned, Kimberly glanced up at me and slid my cock deep inside her throat. She watched for my reaction as she stayed there, deepthroating my entire shaft all the way down to the ball sack.
I whimpered in complete euphoria, and said, "Holy fuck!"
She pulled her mouth off me, letting a smile escape and clearing her throat. As she stroked my dick in her hand, she said, "You have nice penis."
"Do you want to fuck?" I asked.
She shook her head. "I have boyfriend." Then she took my cock back into her mouth and began blowing me again.
I felt a monster orgasm stirring, and said breathlessly, "This is going to be a huge load, Baby. Make sure you catch it all. No spills."
She took her mouth off for a split second and said, "I no spill." Then went back to work even faster, seeming eager to make me cum.
Just before my orgasm exploded, I yelled through clenched teeth, "Here it comes, Kimberly!"
She tilted her head back, placing the head of my cock in the "O" of her full lips and jerked me off as I came.
