This series of stories tells a tail of how Paris, a mid/late 30's woman takes control and her revenge on the family of her lover. All characters in these stories are aged over 18.
The stories contain themes of coercion, blackmail, incest, bondage, rape, violence. If you are not into any of these themes than please move on. If you are then I hope that you enjoy the stories.
As always, I would appreciate your feedback and, hopefully high ratings.
Lucinda -- fall of the bitch
A couple of days later, Paris got a text from Oliver. It had a photo of a letter addressed to Lucinda from a debt agency. She owed a fortune, and they were putting the screws on her, threatening to take her to court.
She congratulated him and told him to keep digging.
Two more days passed, and she got another text from Oliver. Lucinda had admitted to him that in addition to the prospective court case she was £25,000 in debt to some very unpleasant people, and they were threatening that if she didn't pay her hey would disfigure her.
Paris smiled, it was just what she needed.
She had met Lucinda on a couple of occasions and had taken an instant dislike to her. She had an arrogant attitude and was very condescending to anybody that she thought was 'below her station'. She strutted about in designer clothes and heels like she owned the world.
There was no denying she was a pretty woman, with long blond hair. She had a skinny frame and looked a bit like a more attractive version of Stacy Solomon.
Most of her attitude stemmed from her strict Roman Catholic upbringing. Her mother had drummed into her that sex before marriage was wrong and, when she was younger, all the boys she knew just wanted to get into her pants.
Because she wouldn't ever let a boy go further than groping her tits and refused all requests for a blow job she earned the reputation of 'Ice Queen', it hurt her but in the end she decided that it made her life easier and so she developed her standoff, haughty attitude.
The problem was that she was a 'chip off her father's block' and was nearly always horny.
At university she had discovered two things, sapphic sex and that she loved being dominant. She loved seeing an eager face between her thighs licking her cunt to orgasm after orgasm and then rewarding the slut with a good whipping and a fuck with her favourite strap on.
She now worked in mummy and daddies' firm as 'creative director' which gave her the opportunity to be a bitch to all the employees. She loved showing her employees who was boss and was generally hated by all the staff.
Despite all her privileges, Lucinda was in a real jam. All her money came from her parents, and she had always spent every penny she got paid. She often had to ask her mum and dad for extra money. This debt to the bookies was of a different order of magnitude though.
She had gone to Ascot a couple of years ago and won on 4 of the 5 races that day and thought that she was gifted at picking winners. Over the next 2 years she lost steadily, always chasing a big win, placing bigger and bigger bets. She started borrowing money, sure that her next big win was just around the corner.
Knowing that Lucinda was in a financial black hole, a plan started to form in Paris' mind.
She contacted Oliver and told him that if he completed a couple of tasks to help her, she would release his cock for long enough to give him a blow job but after that the cage stayed on until Tim had fucked Lucinda.
Oliver had been going frantic with frustration and so he agreed, he didn't even ask what he had to do.
Paris told him to meet her at her house after work.
As she pulled up the drive she smiled as she saw Oliver pacing up and down in eager anticipation.
"Oliver," she said thank you for coming.
Oliver groaned at the double entendre, his cock bulging against its cage.
Come in sissy, Paris told him. He shuffled inside.
"Well, my little sissy pet, I have two tasks for you. If you say yes and you accept, then I will suck your cock until in squirts in my mouth. If you say no, then it stays in its cage. Once again, the choice is yours."
"Oh mistress I will do anything for you, he stuttered. What are my tasks?"
"Well, my pet, firstly you will find out who the 'bad people' are that your sister owes the money to and once you know who they are, you will take them a letter from me and wait for a reply.
Secondly you will do some minor building work in my spare room. I want to fit it out as a dungeon playroom. I will of course get the equipment and tell you where to fit it.
"Oh mistress, of course I will do that for you," the boy gushed, "it will be my pleasure."
"Talking of pleasure," Paris purred, "it is time for you to get your reward.
She reached in her bag and pulled out a pair of hand cuffs and fastened his wrists behind his back.
"Oh God Paris, I mean mistress, I am so excited, my cock is trying to grow but the cage won't let it. It hurts so much," the boy groaned.
For a brief moment Paris felt sorry for him but then she remembered how he had blackmailed her and Tim.
She stood in front of him and stripped off her blouse before dropping her bra on the floor, revealing her gorgeous tits to him. She tweaked her rapidly hardening nipples before saying" I bet you wish you could hold and suck these, don't you."
Oliver nodded frantically as his hardening cock fought a losing battle with the unforgiving bars of the cage.
Enjoying teasing the helpless youth Paris unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her naked pussy and hold-up stockings. She stroked her dripping slit coating her fingers in her cunt juice before wiping them over his top lip.
"Does the smell of my cunt excite you sissy?" She teased, "you do know they you are never going to eat or fuck my cunt again, don't you?"
Oliver looked downcast before muttering, "yes mistress."
Paris took the key and unlocked the cock cage, freeing his cock to finally grow to erection.
Paris knelt in front of him and slowly licked the swollen knob from root to tip. Loving hearing his ecstatic groan as she did.
