0 comments/ 146046 views/ 46 favorites Blackmailed, But By Who? By: zeke81 Rachel stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her hair and another around her body and walked down the hall to her room. She closed the door behind her and turned on her stereo. Only then did she notice the package on her bed. She looked around to see if someone was in her room, and seeing nobody she approached the bed and the package. On top of the white box there was an envelope with her name written on it. She opened the envelope and pulled out the contents. Rachel was blown away, inside the envelope were nearly 20 pictures of her having sex with four different guys at the same time. Six months earlier she'd been at a frat party, gotten a little drunk and had taken on four guys that followed her upstairs. She had no idea that anybody had been taking pictures. It wasn't like Rachel to be such a slut, but her boyfriend went to a different college, she was really lonely and she was really drunk that night. Rachel's hands were shaking as she unfolded the letter that accompanied the pictures. * Rachel Needless to say these pictures could cause you a lot of trouble if they were to come out. What would your parents think? In their eyes you are a perfect little angel that can do no wrong and would never do something like this. What would your poor boyfriend Tom say? You've been together for five years and this is how you repay his loyalty? What about your friends? That little church group you belong to would find these pictures very interesting. Heck pictures like these would make you the talk of the town; you'd forever be labeled as a dirty little slut. It doesn't have to be that way Rachel. If you do as you are told these pictures will never see the light of day. Now with this letter there is a box. In it you will find the outfit that you are to wear to dinner tonight. You are to wear nothing more and nothing less than what is in the box. Everything is your size, I made sure of that. If you do not wear the outfit that I have provided to dinner tonight you will wake up tomorrow to find thousands of copies of these pictures spread all over town. Your master. * Rachel was so shaken that her knees gave way and she had to sit on the edge of the bed to keep from falling down. There were a million questions racing through her mind. Who was this person calling themselves her master? Why were they doing this? Would they really distribute copies of the pictures if she didn't wear the outfit? How far would they take things if she did comply? It was getting pretty late; Rachel knew that any minute her parents would be calling up the stairs for her to hurry up. She decided that she'd do her hair and makeup before opening the box. She'd rather not know what was in the box for as long as possible. She dried and styled her hair, and then she put on her makeup. Finally she walked over to the bed and pulled the cover off of the box. On top she found a pair of black high heels. They were nothing to be too worried about; she had several pairs like them. She folded back a layer of tissue paper and found a pair of black stockings and a garter belt. She usually wore pantyhose, but stockings wouldn't be too bad she figured. Under another layer of tissue paper there was a semi sheer black bra. "Jesus, my nipples will show right through this thing." Rachel said. Under another layer of tissue paper there was a short black skirt that would almost certainly show off the tops of the stockings as she sat. Under the last layer of tissue paper was a semi sheer blue blouse. She laid everything out in front of her on the bed, and looked at it. "Wait, where are the panties?" Rachel asked. She dug through the box looking for anything she might have missed, but the box had been picked clean. "Okay, so no panties then. And with that short skirt whoever this master is will have very little trouble checking if they can get a good angle once I sit down." Rachel said. Rachel took a deep breath and began to get dressed. She put on the stockings and garter belt, then the bra and the blouse, and finally she put on the short skirt. She stepped into the heels and walked over to look at herself in the mirror. "Oh no, I was afraid of that. This blouse is so sheer that not only can you see the bra, if you look really close you can see my nipples too." Rachel said. She grabbed the chair from her desk and put it in front of the mirror. She sat down and looked at the reflection in the mirror. She could easily see the tops of the stockings, and if she parted her knees it was very obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties. "I guess I'll just have to keep my legs crossed." Rachel said. Rachel almost jumped out of the chair when she heard her mother's voice yelling up the stairs. "Rachel honey, hurry up, we'll be late for dinner." Vicky yelled. "I'll be right down." A breathless Rachel yelled back. Rachel stood up, put the chair back, gathered up the box, the letter, and the pictures and put them way in the back of her closet. Then she walked down stairs to join the family. "Whoa Rachel, you look different." Kyle, her younger brother said. "Shut up you little rodent." Rachel said. "Wow sis, when'd you get the new outfit?" Heather, her older sister asked. "Recently, it's the first time I've worn it." Rachel said. "Okay kids, everybody into the car, if your father's going to impress Mr. Thompson enough to make partner he has got to be on time." Vicky said. Rachel was very careful to keep her knees together and her skirt tugged down in the car. The embarrassment and fallout that would come from her whole family knowing that she wasn't wearing any panties would be almost as bad as the pictures getting out. Rachel's father John was up for a promotion at the law firm that he worked for. One of the partners was retiring and the remaining partner wanted to bring on a new partner. John had been with the firm for a very long time and had served them well. The partnership was all but his; all that was left was a dinner meeting between Mr. Thompson, the senior partner, and John's whole family. The idea being to see if the John that had been working for him for all these years was the same John that his family knew. Mr. Thompson had very little patience for phonies, and if he suspected that John acted one way at work and another way at home the partnership would be offered to someone else. They went to one of the nicest restaurants in town, and were seated at a private table in the back. To Rachel's great displeasure all of the seats facing the wall were taken straight away and she was left facing the room, and with the short overhang of the tablecloth anyone approaching the table would be able to see underneath and get a good look at her lap. Rachel sat down and crossed her legs tightly and tried to keep them crossed, but from time to time she'd have to switch from right over left to left over right to keep from getting a cramp. Rachel figured that if the unknown blackmailer were at the table they would try to sneak a peak up her skirt so she monitored everyone that came and went from the table very carefully and watched their eyes to see if any of them were looking under the table. Every person at the table left the table at least once, but she didn't see anyone looking under the table on the way back. Crossing and uncrossing her legs and constantly thinking about who was blackmailing her resulted in Rachel becoming very aroused. She could feel that her already slightly visible nipples were rock hard and straining against the two layers of semi sheer material that were constraining them. When she crossed and uncrossed her legs she could feel the wetness of her aroused pussy on her inner thighs. Somehow Rachel managed to make it through dinner without becoming too obvious about her arousal. On the car ride home she bit her lip to take her mind off of how turned on she was. When she got home she ran up to her bedroom, shut the door, lifted her skirt and with just a few rubs of her swollen clit Rachel reached a very satisfying orgasm. She cleaned herself up with the towels that she had left on the floor after her shower earlier, and then she changed into a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt and went to bed. The next morning Rachel awoke to find another package and another letter along with it. She hurriedly opened the letter to see what her tormenter had for her to do today. Rachel I was pleased to see that you complied with the instructions I gave you yesterday. Today is Saturday and I know you usually hang out with your friends on Saturday, but today you won't be. Today I want you to lie out by the pool until you are a nice golden brown. I know you usually wear that one-piece suit, but today you will be wearing the bikini that I have provided. Judging by the photos you'll probably have to shave off most of your pubic hair to keep it from showing when you wear the bikini. Leave a narrow strip about an inch wide and two inches tall right above your pussy, but shave the rest down to bare skin. Oh and don't forget to trim the strip, not too close, just short enough that it doesn't look like a wooly worm. The box also contains tanning lotion and oils so that you will not burn. I expect you to be out by the pool all day so use plenty of lotion. Your master. "So the blackmailer wants me to put on a bikini and go get some tan lines. Okay, I'm game for that." Rachel said. She flipped the lid off the box and pulled out the oils and lotions and had to dig around to find the bikini. When she found it she pulled it out. "Well there's part of it, it's pretty damn small, now where's the rest of it?" Rachel asked. That's when the two pieces fell apart and Rachel realized that what she thought was a small bikini was really a micro bikini. There were three small patches of material, two that would just barely cover her nipples, and a third that would cover her pussy and the narrow strip of pubic hair as long as it didn't shift even a centimeter out of place. "Jesus, this thing isn't a bikini, it's just a few pieces of string. Well, at least nobody's supposed to be here today." Rachel said. She stripped off her pajamas, put on her bathrobe, tucked the bikini up her sleeve and headed for the bathroom. She jumped in the shower and grabbed her leg razor. Rachel had never shaved her pubic hair before; she always kind of liked having a big thick patch of curly brown hair down there. Now to save herself a great embarrassment she had to shave her thick curly bush down to a neatly trimmed strip above her pussy. When she had finished shaving Rachel grabbed the string bikini and slipped the bottom between her legs. She tied the strings on one side, then on the other. She then tied the top in place and looked at herself in the mirror. "I guess this thing wasn't designed for a girl with my nipple placement." Rachel said. Her nipples were three inches outside of the small patch of material that was supposed to cover them. There was no adjustment on the bikini top so she had to press her breasts together to get both of her nipples to be covered. The slightest jiggle of her breasts would pop one or both of her nipples out from under their tiny coverings. "Well, I guess I'll just have to stay really still out there. Okay, how about the bottom?" Rachel asked looking down. The bottom of the bikini wasn't staying over her pussy any better than the top was staying over her nipples. Finally she got it to stay in place a little bit. She figured if she could stay still she could keep the bikini in place. "Well, I guess I'd better get out there, whoever this person is they seem to know my movements pretty well." Rachel said. Rachel grabbed a big towel and the lotions and oils and went out to the far side of the pool so she would be as far from the house as possible, just in case somebody was going to be home today. Rachel laid out the towel and took off her robe. Walking from the house had shifted the bikini so her nipples and pussy were exposed, but she had to oil up anyway so she did that quickly and then carefully repositioned the tiny bikini and lay down in the warm sun. After about an hour Vicky came outside. "Rachel, are you naked?" Vicky asked. "No mom, I'm wearing a bikini." Rachel said. Vicky walked back by her daughter. "It sure isn't much of one." Vicky said. "I know. I want to get a tan, but I don't want a whole lot of tan lines, and I don't like those tanning beds." Rachel said. "Well, be careful, if you move just a little bit something could pop out and get sunburned, and that wouldn't be fun at all." Vicky said. "I've got plenty of oil and lotion on mom, I'll be fine." Rachel said. Vicky went back inside, and Rachel decided it was time to turn over so her back and her ass could get some sun. After about an hour lying on her stomach Kyle came out back with a golf club. He stood in the yard so that he was facing Rachel and began swinging his club. For nearly an hour Kyle stood there swinging his club and Rachel began to suspect that he was the blackmailer. Kyle was a horny little shit that was always watching porn and staring at Rachel and her friends, it wasn't too hard to believe that he could be the one blackmailing her. Rachel was getting pretty uncomfortable with Kyle so close, and she really wanted to turn over, but knew she couldn't with him in the backyard. Finally relief came when Heather came out the back door. "Kyle, dad says if you'll mow the front yard he'll mow the back." Heather said. "Okay." Kyle said. Kyle retreated inside, but Heather walked over and sat down next to Rachel. "Are you okay sis?" Heather asked. "I'm fine." Rachel said. "Are you sure? I don't want to pester you about this, but that outfit last night, now the nearly nothing bikini and tanning today, it just seems a little out of character for you to dress like that and be out here tanning in this bikini." Heather said. "What's wrong with my bikini?" Rachel asked. "Well for one thing, I can see your asshole poking out on either side of the little string, and I'd bet that if you rolled over everything else you've got would pop out too." Heather said. "So what, I want maximum sun and minimum tan lines." Rachel said. "Hey, if that's true then fine, but if something is going on and you want to talk about it, you know where to find me." Heather said. Heather got up and walked away. Rachel stared at her as she walked. It wasn't like Heather to be so nice to her. In fact she quite often played head games with Rachel just to drive her nuts. All of a sudden Kyle wasn't the only suspect, now Heather too seemed like a possible blackmailer. With Kyle and Heather both out of the yard Rachel was able to roll over. She had to add more oil to her skin, and she had to reposition the tiny bikini to cover her nipples and pussy again as she lay on her back again. After a little while Rachel heard the gate swing open and then she heard the mower start up. She lifted her head and saw John, her father, pushing the mower through the grass. He was wearing dark sunglasses so she couldn't be sure exactly where his eyes were looking, but her new level of suspiciousness convinced her that his eyes were locked squarely on her. It took John nearly an hour to mow the yard, and then he grabbed the trimmer and trimmed some of the trees. After that he pulled weeds from the garden. It seemed to Rachel that her father was finding any excuse he could to stay in the backyard where he could look at his nearly naked daughter. The back door opened and Vicky came out in a bikini with a towel in her hand. Vicky's bikini was small, but much less revealing than Rachel's. She laid her towel out next to Rachel's. "Mind if I borrow some of your lotion and join you?" Vicky asked. "Go right ahead." Rachel said. Vicky made a show of oiling up her skin as John looked on, but watching her mother massage the lotion into her smooth skin was having almost as strong of an affect on Rachel. Rachel had never been with a woman before, she had been curious for a while, but hadn't had the opportunity to explore her bisexual feelings yet. Lying there watching her mother got Rachel's juices flowing, her nipples grew hard. They lifted the material of the bikini up so that her areolas, which had been barely covered before, were clearly visible around the edges. Also her pussy started oozing some juices leaving a definite damp spot on the light blue material. John finished up and headed inside, and Vicky lay down next to her daughter. "You've been out here for quite awhile, aren't you hungry or anything?" Vicky asked. "No, I just want to work on my tan." Rachel said. "Well you're definitely a lot darker than you were this morning. I've been so busy lately that I haven't had a chance to lay out myself so I thought I'd take the few free hours I have this afternoon and spend them out here with you catching some sun." Vicky said. "It sure is a nice day for it." Rachel said. "Oh yeah, but you still have to be careful, in fact you might want to put on some more lotion." Vicky said. "I would, but if I move I'll pop out of my suit." Rachel said. "Oh honey, you don't need to worry about that. Hell I used to change your diapers and give you baths, I've seen everything you've got. Besides, with that tiny little bikini, you aren't hiding very much anyway. Your brother went out and your dad went to jerk off, so you don't have to worry about them. I'd hate for you to get sunburned." Vicky said. Rachel sat up and her nipples slipped out from under their tiny coverings. She grabbed the oil and began applying another coat to her skin. Rachel's eyes drifted over to her mother from time to time, but not once did she catch Vicky looking at her as she oiled herself up. After three hours Vicky stood up. "Well, I've got to go get started on dinner, are you going to stay out?" Vicky asked. "Yeah, there's still another hour of sunlight." Rachel said. "Well, dinner will be ready in an hour and a half then, that way you'll have time to clean up and get dressed for dinner." Vicky said. "Thanks mom." Rachel said. Rachel lay outside until the last rays of direct sunlight where gone from the area she was in, then she pulled on her robe, gathered up her stuff, and headed straight to the bathroom. She took a nice long shower to wash away the sweat and all of the excess tanning oil. When she stepped out of the shower she looked at herself in the mirror. She had picked up a lot of sun. There was a tiny white area around each of her nipples, and one that barely surrounded her pussy, but the rest of her body was well tanned. She pulled on her robe and went to her room. She shut and locked the door. On the bed a third package and an accompanying letter. Rachel Your tan looks exquisite, you should show it off, and the outfit in the box should do that nicely. No panties, no bra. By the way, I included a little surprise for you, wear them. Your master Rachel took the lid off the box and found a skimpy pair of spandex shorts, and a halter-top. In the bottom of the box there was some sort of package. She picked it up and found that it was for remote controlled pleasure sex balls. The remote had been removed, but the balls were still there. "You've got to be kidding. I'm convinced that a member of my family is playing sexual games with me, and now they want me to have remote controlled sex balls inside me while I eat dinner in this skimpy outfit." Rachel said. In the box there was also a tape with the words "extra motivation" written on it. She popped it into her VCR and hit play. The tape was in the middle and it jumped right into the middle of Rachel getting fucked by those four guys. "They taped it too? Jesus, I must have been really drunk not to have noticed the cameras." Rachel said. Blackmailed, But By Who? Now with pictures and a video of her fucking four guys at once being held over her head Rachel took the package with the balls in it and looked at the directions. One ball was larger than the other, it said to put it into her pussy, and the smaller ball was to be put in her ass. Rachel carefully pushed the big ball into her pussy, she wasn't sure how far to go, but she didn't want it to pop out so she pushed it in pretty deep. She then pressed the smaller ball against her asshole. She'd only done anal sex with the four guys and she was very drunk at the time so she had never been sober when something was pushed into her ass. The resistance her anal sphincter provided surprised her. She had to push quite hard before the ball slipped inside her ass, but when it did, it slipped a good ways up inside. With the balls in place Rachel slipped into the outfit that had been provided and headed down stairs for dinner. Nobody said anything about her attire, they just seemed to be having a nice quiet dinner as a family, but then the two balls came to life. The first time they were pulsed it startled Rachel so much that she dropped her fork. "Are you okay?" John asked. "Fine daddy, just had a chill go up my spine." Rachel said. The balls were pulsed more and more. Rachel did her best to keep her cool, but she was getting really turned on. Her nipples were poking through the halter-top and if anybody was looking they could clearly see them. She could only imagine the damp spot in the crotch of the gray shorts. Rachel kept scanning the room to see which of her family members could have their hand on the button to the remote. At first she thought it was Kyle because she saw one of his hands was under the table when one of the pulses came, but on the next pulse she noticed that Heather's hand was under the table too. When she looked over at her parents she found that each member of her family had one of their hands under the table each time the balls were pulsed. Now she couldn't be sure who it was. During dinner each of the four suspects left the table and while each of them was gone there were no pulses, but when they returned the pulses started again. After dinner Rachel headed back up to her room to think. To her great surprise there was yet another box waiting on her bed. Each of them had left the table long enough to have put it there, so she was no closer to figuring out who was messing with her. She opened the letter that accompanied this latest box. Rachel You may now remove the balls, but you are to replace them with what is in the box. You are to use everything in the box tonight. I will know if you don't, and I won't be happy. Your master. Rachel opened the box to find an assortment of sex toys. She pulled out a butt plug that vibrated, a vibrator that came with a special harness to keep it inside a pussy without hands, and a set of nipple clamps. "Somebody's a real pervert, but I can't end this until I know who's doing this, then I'll have the upper hand. If it's Kyle or Heather I can got to mom and dad, if it's either mom or dad I can go to the other one, but I have to know who it is first." Rachel said. Rachel took the balls out of her pussy and ass. She then sat down on the butt plug, it felt like it was going to rip her asshole wide open, but the vibrations actually were soothing to the pain and were quite pleasurable as well. She then inserted the vibrator into her pussy and turned it on. Once it was strapped firmly in place Rachel took the nipple clamps and carefully clamped them down on her excited nipples. She wasn't sure how long she had to use the toys or how the blackmailer would know she had. She thought there might be a hidden camera somewhere, but she couldn't find it. She decided to just leave everything in place as she tried to sleep. The dual vibrations in her pussy and ass and the pressure on her nipples made it very difficult, but eventually she did fall to sleep. Sunday morning Rachel awoke to dead batteries in the two vibrators, very sore nipples, and another box. "What the hell could it be this time?" Rachel asked. She opened the letter. Rachel Today you will spend the day in nothing but my latest gift for you. You are to spend your time in a common area of the house such as the living room or the kitchen. I don't have to remind you what non-compliance will mean. Your master Rachel flipped the lid off the box and found a frilly semi-sheer robe that would come down to mid thigh when she was standing up. Rachel removed the nipple clamps and two dildos, went to the bathroom in her regular robe, and took a nice hot shower to wash away all of the juices that the vibrators had coaxed out of her. She dried off and put on the robe that she was to wear. It had one tie at the waist and was sheer enough that it would be obvious to everyone that she didn't have anything else on underneath. She sat on the toilet seat to see what would happen when she sat down. The robe parted on both sides of the tie showing her pussy to everyone and revealing a lot of her breasts. "Jesus, this is going to be hard to explain. Oh, I know, I'll say all the sun I got yesterday made clothes too painful." Rachel said. Rachel headed downstairs. She stopped short of the door into the kitchen and took a deep breath. "Here goes." Rachel whispered to herself. Rachel walked into the kitchen and poured herself a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice and sat at the table to eat. Nobody was in the kitchen when Rachel sat down, but it seemed that almost as soon as the first spoonful of cereal reached her mouth people started pouring into the kitchen. First Vicky came in to load the dishwasher, then John came in poured a cup of coffee and sat down to read the paper, and then Heather and Kyle came in to eat breakfast. "So Rachel, are you sunburned or something, you don't appear to be wearing very much." Heather said. "Yeah, I think I overdid it yesterday. The tan looks great, but I'm a little tender, so I couldn't stand to have anything tight against my skin." Rachel said. "Wouldn't you be more comfortable in your bathrobe?" Vicky asked. "I tried it, but it's got too much texture to it, this is the only thing that was comfortable." Rachel says. "So Rachel, are you going to watch the game with me today?" John asks. "Sure daddy, I wouldn't miss it." Rachel said, relieved to have a reason to stay downstairs. After eating breakfast Rachel moved to the living room and took up a seat on the couch and adjusted the robe to cover as much as possible before anyone else got out there. She turned on the TV and found one of the pre-game shows that are all over the place during the football season. Rachel knew that John and Kyle would be at least partially distracted by the show, and that Heather and Vicky wouldn't want anything to do with it and would be likely to stay away so she figured she'd have a good shot of not being the most interesting thing in the room. John and Kyle came out a few minutes later, sat down and focused on the TV. They carried on a football-based conversation, but neither of them looked at Rachel very often, only when they had a question for her. "So Rachel, do you want to try to win back some of your money this week?" Kyle asked. "What?" Rachel asked startled that someone was talking to her. She looks towards Kyle and sees that he is looking right at her. "Do you want to pick the games again this week to try to win back some of the money you lost to me last week?" Kyle asked. "Oh, sure, $5 per game again?" Rachel asked. "Unless you want to up the bet and lose even more money to me." Kyle said. "No, let's just keep things at $5." Rachel said. They picked the games and did a little trash talking back and forth, but then the first game kicked off and things got quiet. For awhile Rachel kept her eyes on John and Kyle to see if either of them was trying to sneak a peak at her, but neither of them seemed the least bit interested in her. That was fine with her because she had been sitting in the exact same position without moving for a long time and she had the normal human urge to adjust to a more comfortable position. Very carefully she shifted her position and as she expected her robe spread open as she did. As quickly as she could without drawing too much attention to herself Rachel pulled the robe closed. She shot a glance over at Kyle as she did and she caught his eyes looking at her right breast that had been exposed momentarily. She pulled the robe back over her breast and quickly turned her eyes towards John, who she also saw sneaking a peak at her. The two of them both seemed to be very interested in her movements so as far as she was concerned they were both still suspects. When the first game got over Vicky and Heather came into the living room. "Rachel, we're going to watch a movie in the den, want to join us?" Heather asked. "Sure, I don't care about the second game any way." Rachel said. As carefully as she could she stood up, but her robe still split open at the bottom leaving a clean shot at her pussy to Vicky and Heather who were standing in front of her, and a partial view of her pussy and another view of an exposed breast to Kyle who was seated in front of and to the left of Rachel. She hurried out of the room and down the hall to the den and sat in the straight-backed chair leaving the reclining futon for Vicky and Heather. "Oh Rachel honey, could you let me sit in the chair, my back kind of hurts, I don't think I'd better even try to lay down on that futon." Vicky said. "Sure mom, no problem." Rachel said. Rachel got up from the chair and moved to the futon. To sit on it comfortably you had to be half reclined with your legs out in front you like on an adjustable hospital bed. For Rachel that meant that her shoulders would be back pulling the thin material of the robe tight across her breasts and trying to pull it open revealing her breasts. It also meant that the lower portion of the robe, which just barely made it around her body as it was, would be very close to falling open at any second revealing her pussy. Rachel carefully pulled as much of the material on the top across her chest so that hopefully she wouldn't pop out unexpectedly, and she tucked the inside flap of the robe between her legs to hold it in place, and laid the outside flap across her thighs to try to hide as much of her nakedness as possible. Much like John and Kyle Vicky and Heather talked to Rachel a little, looking at her while doing so, but most of their attention seemed focused on the movie on the screen. Rachel pretended to watch the movie; her mind was too busy trying to figure out who could be messing with her like this. It seemed obvious that it had to be someone within the family, as they were the only ones that had free access to the house and they were the only ones that were present at dinner Friday night when she had to wear the first outfit, they were the ones in the backyard Saturday when she had to tan in almost nothing, they were the ones that were at dinner Saturday night when she had been driven crazy by the vibrating balls. All of their hands had seemed to be under the table when she got each pulse of those balls. Rachel was 100% convinced that it was someone in her family that was messing with her, but she still had to figure out who it was, why they were doing it, and how had they gotten the pictures and video that she didn't even know existed. As she sat there Rachel considered each of the suspects. Kyle was her prime suspect. The little creep had been a pervert since he'd hit puberty, and he hung out with other perverts so if the pictures and video were circulating around town he'd have found out about them. The only reason that Rachel wasn't 100% sure that Kyle was the perpetrator was that he never had any money, and the clothes, tanning oils, and sex toys would have cost quite a bit. Heather was the second suspect. Though she was older than Rachel she'd always been jealous of Rachel. Rachel was prettier, smarter, and people liked her more than they did Heather. Heather took that personally and had played many mean tricks on her younger sister with the intention of embarrassing her. The current situation was a bit more advanced, but if she'd come across the pictures and videos Heather was the kind of person that would use them for something like this. She didn't have a lot of money to her name either, but she did have a very easy time getting money from either John or Vicky so she very easily could have had access to the kind of money needed to buy all of the things that Rachel had been given. John, Rachel's father, was a lawyer, and a pretty clean-cut guy most of the time, but he also had a strange side. He admitted to the whole family that he jerked off at least three times a day and that he liked young looking women. Rachel had seen some of the outfits that John had Vicky wear when they were having sex. In the back of her closet Vicky had a schoolgirl outfit, a cheerleader outfit, a girl scout uniform, and a girl's soccer uniform. Rachel couldn't rule out the possibility that her father was looking to add her to his odd sexual games. He of course would have plenty of money to buy the things that she'd been given, but she couldn't think how he would have gotten the video and pictures that were taken in a frat house. Then there was Vicky. Rachel's mother seemed like the least likely candidate, and maybe that's why Rachel even considered her a suspect. If you were going to play games like this with someone and you were the least likely person to be doing it, you'd be more likely to get away with it for a long time. Vicky would have the money to buy the stuff, but like John Rachel couldn't figure how she would have gotten the pictures and video. Vicky also went along with John's odd sexual requests, so Rachel had to at least consider that her mother was a little bit kinky herself. Rachel made it through Sunday okay and figured that Monday would bring relief, after all, she had class, and none of her four suspects would be with her in class. Monday morning Rachel awoke to the largest box yet, topped with another letter. Rachel So far so good, to this point you have done exactly as you were told, but doing the things you've done in the privacy of your own home with only your family around is one thing, today you will be doing it out in public. As before you are to wear only what has been provided in the box. I will be watching so don't even think about trying to change at any point during the day. Your master Rachel opened the box. On top was a pair of thigh high boots with four-inch heels. Beneath them was a very short leather miniskirt, a half cup bra that didn't cover her nipples, and a blouse that wasn't as sheer as the other stuff she'd been made to wear, but would still show her nipples to all who took the time to look for them. Again there were no panties in the box. "I've got to go to school in this? This is going to be a very long day." Rachel said as she started getting dressed. Rachel got a lot of looks during the day, but she did most of the looking, she was constantly scanning for any sign of any of her suspects. She thought she'd caught Kyle after her first class as he walked into one of the buildings, but later in the day she saw Heather, Vicky, and John all on campus. Each was walking into a building that made sense for them to be going into. John went into the law school building where he had many friends. Kyle had gone into a dorm where some of his friends lived. Heather went into the Biology building, she was thinking about transferring so she could have been going to check things out. Vicky went into the building where you pay tuition and the like, something she did anytime there was a bill to pay. Rachel got home a little bit earlier than normal hoping to be the only one home so she could search the house for any clue as to who it might be that was blackmailing her. She found no evidence. "You know what, this freak always leaves stuff on my bed, I'll just leave a little something for them this time." Rachel said. Rachel sat down and wrote a letter just before she went to bed. She left it in the area that the packages from the master were always left. The letter read as follows. Master To this point I have been very cooperative with you because you seem to have me by the proverbial balls. Well you know what, I'm not playing anymore. If you want to give the pictures and video to everybody that I know go right ahead. I don't see any way out of this that doesn't result in my being humiliated, either I keep doing as you say and I am humiliated more and more as each day your instructions get bolder and bolder, or I refuse and you embarrass me all the way immediately. So as of right now I'm not playing any more. Rachel. Rachel went to bed quite pleased with herself. On Tuesday morning Rachel awoke to another package with another letter. She tore the letter open. Rachel Interesting letter, that's very brave of you, I must admit that I never thought you'd try to stand up to me. However I'm not quite done with you yet. I have far more interesting information on you than just the pictures and the video. The second page of this letter is a copy of a medical report from two months after the pictures and video were made. According to this report you had an abortion... Rachel is blown away, she looks at the second page, and sure enough it was a copy of the medical report on her abortion. One of the four guys had gotten her pregnant and Rachel didn't want anybody to find out about that night or her becoming pregnant so she had secretly had an abortion. She flips back to the letter. ...The timing seems awfully suspicious to me. I can only assume that one of the four guys in the video was the father. You did a very good job keeping this secret, but all secrets are discovered eventually and I happened to be in the right place at the right time to learn the details of your secret. Now, the pictures and video would nearly destroy your life, but if this little document were to get out, your life as you know it would be over. So you see, you are still mine. Now I had bought you a very nice outfit to wear on your day off from school, but after getting your letter I went a different way. Unless you want this document to get out you will wear only what is in the box, and again you will spend all day in a common area of the house. Your master. Rachel was crying, she had been so careful about the abortion, but someone had still found out. Now she knew she had no choice but to comply with the wishes of her blackmailer. If it ever got out that she'd had an abortion her life would be over. Rachel flipped the lid off the box. Empty. No skimpy outfit, to tissue paper, only air. To keep her abortion a secret she would have to spend the entire day at home, completely naked. Rachel knew she had no choice, and she knew that John and Vicky were both supposed to work all day and Kyle and Heather were supposed to be in school so she should have the house to herself. She pulled off her pajamas and walked down the hall to the bathroom naked. She took her time showering. She had to shave the stubble that was growing in around her pussy. She looked at the clock as she stepped out of the shower, it was after nine, and everybody should be gone. Rachel ventured downstairs and into the kitchen. There was nobody there so she made herself some breakfast then moved to the living room to watch TV. Around eleven Heather came through the front door and into the living room. "Holy shit Rachel, what are you doing? Where are your clothes?" Heather asked. "I didn't feel like wearing any and nobody was supposed to be home so it didn't matter. What are you doing home?" Rachel asked turning things around on Heather. Blackmailed, But By Who? "I forgot my Chemistry book and I need it." Heather said. Heather grabbed her book and left. Rachel went back to watching TV. Around noon Kyle came in and walked into the living room. "Jesus Rachel, what's wrong with you? Why the hell aren't you wearing any clothes?" Kyle asks. "I enjoy being naked, and when I'm home by myself it doesn't hurt anything. What are you doing here?" Rachel asked. "I always come home to eat lunch on Tuesday, I eat the leftover lasagna from Monday night." Kyle says. "Well eat it and get out, you're interrupting my day." Rachel said. Kyle ate in the kitchen then headed back out. At a little before three John comes in. "Oh my god, Rachel, what are you doing?" John asked. "It's nothing daddy, I just don't like to wear clothes all the time, and I only do it when nobody's supposed to be around. Speaking of which, what are you doing here?" Rachel asked. "I forgot some paperwork for the meeting I have at four." John said. He grabbed the papers and left. At four Vicky got home. "My word he wasn't kidding. Rachel your father called me a little while ago, he said you were sitting naked in the living room. I didn't believe him. Honey, what's going on?" Vicky asked. "Nothing mom, I just like to be naked. I always do it in what is supposed to be the privacy of my own home, it doesn't hurt anything, and it feels very liberating." Rachel said. "Liberating?" Vicky asked. "Yeah, you're a woman so you know how uncomfortable a lot of the clothes we wear are. A lot of women lounge around in sweats or something like that, but they've still got uncomfortable waistbands on the sweats, and let's not forget underwear. You've got big breasts so you know how uncomfortable a bra can get and panties are always riding up or shifting around and just making you more uncomfortable. When nobody is around I take all of those uncomfortable clothes out of the equation." Rachel said. "Well, you are right about how uncomfortable our clothes can get. In fact, since I'm home..." Vicky said. Vicky pulled off her top, removed her bra, and then put her top back on. "Feel better?" Rachel asked. "Very much, this thing had been bugging me all day." Vicky said. "I haven't had anything bugging me all day, I've spent all day free from uncomfortable clothes." Rachel said. "Well, I suppose as long as you do it here at home." Vicky said. Rachel sat on the couch and Vicky went to her bedroom to change and then came back out and sat down with Rachel to watch TV. Vicky didn't ask her to put on any clothes; she didn't look at her other than when she was talking to her, she seemed to completely ignore Rachel's nudity. At a little after five three cars pulled into the driveway at the same time and John, Kyle, and Heather walked through the front door together. "Jesus, she's still naked." Heather said. "Yes I am. I'm glad you're all here; I want to talk to all of you. As you all found out today I like to spend time here at home completely naked. Since you all now know that I like to be naked I was wondering if it would be okay with you guys if I were naked while you guys were here. It wouldn't necessarily be a permanent thing, just for awhile to see if we can all function that way." Rachel said. This blew the family away; they didn't exactly know what to say. Finally John spoke. "Well honey, I have to admit that I would be a little uncomfortable with that at least at first, but if that's what we have to do for you to be comfortable here then I think we can handle it." John said. "John are you serious?" Vicky asked. "There's something going on with her Vicky, we should do everything we can to help her get through it. If that means letting her be naked while we're here, then by god that's what we need to do." John said. "John, I'm just not sure this is a good idea, I mean, she'd be naked around us all the time, doesn't that seem wrong to you?" Vicky asked. "Yes, maybe a little, but my little girl wants to be naked, and as the head of this household I'm giving her my permission." John said. John very rarely laid his foot down like that. Rachel figured that either he was her blackmailer or that he was just perverted enough to get some pleasure from her being naked all the time. For the rest of the evening Rachel just sat around trying to act normal and everyone else tried to act like things were normal too, but now that she was naked there was no stopping them from looking at her. Rachel stayed downstairs until ten being gawked at by the entire family, and then she went upstairs to bed. Another package and letter awaited her. Rachel Good idea on the nudist thing, from now on you are to be completely naked when you are at home. You will be given five minutes after getting home to remove your clothes, and you will have five minutes before you leave to put on your clothes. You are to be naked the rest of the time unless directed otherwise by me or if someone is visiting. Now on to business, if you look you will notice that I have taken all of your panties. From now on you are not allowed to wear them. Your clothes for the rest of the week are in the box, as are some goodies that you are to use for at least 1 hour every day. You can mix and match to make outfits to your own taste, but everything must be worn by the end of the week. Also in the box is a gift certificate to get your nipples and clit pierced. You have an appointment tomorrow at one. If you are not pierced when you get home tomorrow, well you're aware of the consequences. Your master "Piercing? Now that is going too far. I don't want to get my nipples pierced, and forget my clit. I don't have much of a choice though I guess." Rachel said. The next morning Rachel went down to breakfast naked with her outfit for the day in her hands. She ate breakfast, pulled on her clothes and headed to class. At a little before one she walked into the piercing shop. "Can I help you?" Lisa asked. "Uh, yeah, I have an appointment." Rachel said. "Oh right, the double nipple clit job, well come on back." Lisa said. Rachel followed Lisa into the back room. "Look, this may sound weird, but could you tell me who made this appointment for me?" Rachel asked. "Don't know, it was booked through our website and they sent an envelope with cash but no return address." Lisa said. "Okay, just curious." Rachel said. "Wait, so you don't know who paid for this?" Lisa asked. "Oh I've got a good idea, I was just hoping that you could confirm it." Rachel said. "Sorry I couldn't help you with that, are your ready to get started?" Lisa asked. "As ready as I'm going to get." Rachel said. "Okay, if I could get you to open your blouse we can do the nipples first." Lisa said. Lisa was very professional; she put on rubber gloves, used a sterilized needle, and was as gentle as she could be while still stabbing a hole through each of Rachel's nipples. Lisa put a pair of small hoop rings with little balls on them that look like doorknockers through the freshly pierced holes. "Okay, and I've got a third one that matches those two for your clit. You might want to bite down on something, this one is going to hurt more than the others." Lisa said. Rachel bit down on the strap to her purse and she still screamed through her clenched teeth as Lisa jabbed the needle through her clit. In a few seconds the sharp pain was gone and Rachel opened her eyes, looked down and saw that she had a little gold ring attached to her clit. "Holy shit that hurt." Rachel said. "Yeah, but after it's healed for a few days it will make your sex life unbelievable, mine did." Lisa said. "You've got one of these?" Rachel asked. Lisa quickly unzipped and pulled down her pants revealing that she had a gold ring pierced through her clit that was identical to the one through Rachel's clit. "The clit is so sensitive anyway, but having this little baby down there to pull on and twist while playing with yourself or for you lover to play with while they're going down on you just adds that much more sensation, it's incredible." Lisa said mindlessly twisting and playing with the tiny ring with one hand. Rachel buttoned her blouse and pulled down her short skirt and headed to her next class. For the rest of the week Rachel wears the outfits and plays with her new toys as instructed by her blackmailer, but she receives no letters or packages. Rachel also spends a lot of time downstairs naked, which lets her family see her new piercings. On Saturday morning Rachel gets up really early and heads downstairs. She's about to enter the kitchen, but she hears a conversation that makes her stop dead in her tracks just out of view of the people in the kitchen. "I still can't believe she got the piercings." Kyle said. "Yeah, I figured that she'd have said no to that one, and come to you guys about this." Heather said. "She's been much more submissive than I ever thought she'd be." Vicky said. "Yeah, the question is, how much longer do we carry this game on?" John asked. "I think we should end it pretty soon, she's got to be close to figuring it out." Kyle said. "No way, she hasn't got a clue, if she did she'd have said something. I say we keep messing with her for as long as possible." Heather said. "I don't think we should torture like this too much longer. We've been lucky so far, but it only takes one slip up to blow this whole thing. I say we take things to the final level, then end the whole thing." Vicky said. "Right, so we'll give her the task of trying to seduce all of us, then after we've all fucked her, we'll let the cat out of the bag." John said. "Okay, so let's write the letter and get it upstairs before she wakes up." Kyle said. Rachel was absolutely stunned. She had been trying to figure out which member of the family was playing these games with her, and now she'd discovered that the whole family was in on it. Rachel wanted to run into the kitchen and scream at them, but instead she found that her feet were quietly carrying her back to her room. Rachel made it back to her room, got into bed, and pretended to sleep. Fifteen minutes went by, and then she heard the door open. She felt something be placed on her bed, and she heard the door close. She knew that if she were to get up right away there would be suspicion that she had been awake so she waited another hour before she moved. She just lay there thinking about the things her family had made her do, and the things that they planned for her to do today. When she finally decided it was time to get up she grabbed the letter quickly, and tore it open. Rachel To this point you've only done things to yourself to keep your secret from getting out, now you must do things to others. By the end of the weekend you are to have had sex with all four members of your family. I don't care what order you do it in, how you get them to do it, rape them if you must. I also do not care what kind of sex you have with them, but you must have sex with all of them before midnight on Sunday. Contained in the box are a few things that might prove helpful. Your master. In the box were handcuffs, ropes, and sleeping pills. Rachel looked at the letter and at the box and thought. What could they do to her if she walked down stairs and called them on their little game? Would they really let her secret become public knowledge? Would they ostracize her if she ruined their fun? Rachel loved her family despite what they were doing to her, and she didn't want to lose them. It struck her as odd that she had been instructed to have sex with all four of them. Incest didn't seem to be any problem for them. The more she thought about it the more Rachel realized that she would do as her "Master" had directed, she would attempt to have sex with all four members of her family. The question was, who would be first? Rachel made her way downstairs and found that Kyle was the only one home. He was watching TV and seemed bored. Rachel sat on the couch next to him. "Kyle, do you think I'm pretty?" Rachel asked. "What?" Kyle asked. "Do you think I'm pretty?" Rachel asked. "Sure, you're okay I guess." Kyle said. "Just okay? So if I weren't your sister you wouldn't want to have sex with me?" Rachel asks. "I didn't say that, I'd fuck any girl that would let me if she was as pretty as you." Kyle said. "Any girl?" Rachel asked coyly. "You bet." Kyle said. "Prove it." Rachel said putting her hand into Kyle's lap and rubbing his cock. "Holy shit, what are you doing?" Kyle asked. "I've seen the way you look at me, I know that you find me attractive, and I know that you don't get laid nearly as often as you'd like. Well I haven't gotten laid in a long time either Kyle, and I need it." Rachel said. "But you're my sister." Kyle protested. "So what? It's not like we'd be a couple or anything, it would just be hot, wild sex for pleasure alone." Rachel said. "I don't know Rachel, this doesn't seem right." Kyle said. "Sometimes things can be right and wrong at the same time Kyle." Rachel said unzipping Kyle's pants and pulling out his cock and stroking it. "Oh Jesus, that feels good." Kyle said. "See, you're enjoying it even though it's wrong. Do you want me to stop?" Rachel asked. "God no. What the hell, let's do it. But it has to stay a secret." Kyle said. "Do you think I'd admit to fucking a guy like you?" Rachel asked. Rachel stood up and lowered her pussy down onto Kyle's rock hard cock. Within five thrusts Kyle was grunting as he shot his cum into his sister's pussy. "Oh god, that was intense." Kyle said. "Now don't think you're getting off without giving me an orgasm. You shot your cum into me, I think you'd better eat it back out to keep me from getting pregnant." Rachel said. Rachel lay on the couch and Kyle got on his knees between her legs and hungrily sucked and licked his cum out of her pussy. After about ten minutes Rachel had an orgasm. "You're pretty good at that. I might just have to start treating you a little better." Rachel said. "Where are you going?" Kyle asked as Rachel stood up. "To take a shower, someone could get home at any moment, I don't really want to smell like your cum when they do. You should clean yourself up a little too." Rachel said. Rachel went upstairs and took a shower washing as much of Kyle's cum from her pussy as possible. She wasn't that worried about getting pregnant, she was on the pill, she just didn't want the next person that got a taste of her pussy to taste Kyle's cum on her. When she returned downstairs Kyle was gone. Rachel turned on the TV and watched for a while as she thought about how to get the other three. Vicky got home and it was clear that she was a little tipsy. "Mom are you okay?" Rachel asked grabbing her mother to support her. "I'm fine." Vicky said. "Why are you drunk?" Rachel asked. "I went to a wine tasting, nobody told me you weren't supposed to swallow the wine." Vicky said. "Well, let's get you upstairs so you can sleep it off before daddy sees you." Rachel said. She helped Vicky up to the master bedroom. "Let's get you out of this dress so you don't wrinkle it." Rachel said. Rachel unzipped the dress and helped Vicky out of it; she was surprised to see that Vicky was naked underneath it. "Mom, did you know that you weren't wearing any underwear?" Rachel asked. "Yes, you inspired me to go without. I felt free and unconfined, plus there was a nice cool breeze on my pussy. My pussy was so hot today from the wine, see." Vicky said taking Rachel's hand and putting it on her pussy. "Yes I see. Well, I'd better let you get some sleep." Rachel said. "Wait, before you go, I want to thank you for taking care of me, you're such a good daughter." Vicky said. She pulled Rachel to her giving her a big hug, and then she kissed her daughter on the mouth. Rachel sees a definite opportunity and slips her tongue into her mother's mouth. Vicky looks at her a little bit surprised, but then she gives in to the passionate kiss. Rachel lifts her free hand to one of Vicky's breasts as the hand that was still on Vicky's pussy begins gently rubbing. Vicky opens her legs a little allowing Rachel better access. Rachel really attack's her mother's pussy with her fingers. Vicky flops back onto the bed and begins groaning and sighing with pleasure. After about five minutes Rachel leans her head down close to her mother's ear. "Mom, do you want me to eat you?" Rachel whispers. "Mmmm." Vicky groans. "I'll take that as a yes. Will you eat me while I eat you?" Rachel whispers. "Yes." Vicky sighs between pleasure filled moans. Rachel mounted her mother in a 69 and they both go to work on one another with their tongues. For half an hour mother and daughter lick each other closer and closer to orgasm. Rachel reaches hers first, but she manages to concentrate until Vicky reaches her own climax. After licking up as much of the other's juices as possible Rachel climbs off of her mother. "That was wonderful. I haven't been with a woman in a long time." Vicky said. "It was my first time with a woman, now go to sleep." Rachel said. Vicky passed out still licking her daughter's pussy juices from her lips. Rachel went back downstairs to watch TV. Nobody else got home before dinnertime. When Vicky came downstairs she was hung over and acted a little strange around Rachel. It was like she was unsure whether it was a dream or not. Kyle too acted strange around Rachel, he wasn't his normal rude self, he was much nicer. Rachel hoped to get an opportunity to get either John or Heather by themselves that night, but everybody stayed in the living room. Heather made some more smart assed comments about Rachel, and Rachel hatched a plan to get Heather. At four Sunday morning Rachel crept into Heather's room and clicked the handcuffs into place, she then inserted and secured the ball gag, and used the ropes to tie Heather's feet to the posts of her bed. Then Rachel turned on the light and woke Heather up. "Well hello there sis. Did I get you at a bad time? You seem a little tied up at the moment. You know, I've had enough of your games Heather. I've had enough of you disrespecting me; I've had enough of your attempts to humiliate me. From now on things are going to be different. I'm going to take out my frustrations on you, sexually." Rachel said. Using a pair of scissors Rachel cut the pajama pants, T-shirt, and panties from Heather's body leaving her completely naked. Heather kicked and tried to scream, but with the ball gag it was no use. "I don't know what your problem is. I may be prettier, but you aren't ugly. You just need to hang out with guys that don't know me, then you'll be the pretty one." Rachel said running her hands over Heather's body. "I'm not really that experienced with girls, but I think we can manage something, I just hope I don't hurt you too much with this little toy." Rachel said. Rachel held up a strap on dildo. She strapped it to her crotch and climbed up onto the bed. "Let's see, oh, I know, this will help." Rachel said. She grabbed two pillows and put them under Heather's butt to lift her pussy higher for easy access. "I wonder what incest tastes like." Rachel said. She lowers her head as Heather looks on with tears in her eyes. Rachel takes a long slow lick along the length of Heather's pussy. "Mmm. Incest tastes good." Rachel said. Rachel licks Heather's pussy until the pleasure has overcome Heather's resistance and she is getting into it. Then Rachel stuffs the dildo into her sister and starts fucking her. It takes twenty minutes for Heather to reach orgasm, and Rachel pulls out and licks her sister's pussy as she orgasms.