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Sara's Wonderful Blackmail

By: qualitywheat



Reader, this is a story of a loving wife's blackmail, and subsequent loving acceptance of her lover, including his son, there is a touch of lesbianism too. 

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Sara was on the phone talking to a friend who she was meeting for lunch, they hadn't met for 3 years and she was on her way to meet her. Her phone beeped it was another call coming in but she didn't recognise the number, she asked her friend wait a moment and took the call.

'Sara, Sara White?' a voice said.

'Yes,' she replied, 'can I help you?'

'Yes, this is Dimitri Astronkis, your husband works for me, I need to see you at lunch time, 12 noon.'

'Have you made a mistake Mr Astronkis, this is his wife, I can give you Stephens number, please wait a moment.'

'I don't want to talk to him; I want to talk to you, be in my office at noon and don't be late.' He told her gruffly.

This riled Sara. 'Now just wait a minute,' she said, 'you may be my husband's boss, but you're not mine.'

'Your husband is in trouble and I think the only person that can get him out of it is you, be in my office at noon!' And he hung up.

Now she was nonplussed, she went back to her friend and told her what had just happened. Her friend advised her to go, it sounded serious, she said.

Sara apologised to her friend and made a promise to meet later. She went home and tried to call her husband but he didn't answer his phone. She showered and started to get ready for this strange meeting. Sara wondered what to wear, she decided to wear something nice, sexy and alluring, she would keep his boss off balance.

She was also very worried, what could be wrong, what had happened? Sara dressed slowly; her heart was heavy, sick now with worry. 'But whatever it is I will be there at Stephen's side.' Said to herself. The 28 year old 5ft 10" tall and strikingly beautiful woman with her long flowing golden blond hair, picked clothes from her wardrobe, she selected a black pencil skirt that finished just above her shapely knees, a white silk blouse that in certain light was almost sheer, you could see her bra that contained her superb tits and big brown nipples through it. But she was okay with that, it didn't matter a lot in this day and age, a jacket to match and sheer nylons with heels that lifted her to around 6ft 1" or 2". She looked at herself in the mirror, 'you look great again Sara,' she smiled to herself, but really, it was easy for her to look good, Stephen would say she would look good in a bin liner.

Her face was angelic, soft and sensuous, cherub in first sight. Her huge grey eyes could tempt any man or woman, and she constantly had to fight off admirers of both sexes. But she had got used to it over the years and could fend off even the most ardent of them.

Her cheek bones were a sexy as they could be, high and slightly proud, her nose was delicately placed, and her lips were those of the sexiest, full and tempting. Her breasts were large and sensitive, but not overly large, they fitted her properly. Her waist was narrow spreading to flowing sensual hips, all carried by legs that went on forever.

She arrived at the building that housed the financial business of Dimitri Associates, it was something to do with bonds, investment banking and the like, Sara didn't fully get what they did but her husband made a more than good living from it since he had joined them 18 months ago.

She entered and presented herself at the security desk where a man in a uniform directed her to the correct elevator, but not before thinking to himself, 'Jesus what a fucking beauty, I wouldn't mind some of that for an hour or two,' he thought lewdly, and laughed to himself too. Sara's perfume lingered in the air leaving a trail to follow her.

She arrived on the correct floor and saw another reception desk, this time a very pretty young woman who looked about her own age manned it. She introduced herself and she was asked to wait a moment. The woman walked off, so Sara sat on the comfy seat and waited. A door at the end of the hall opened and she came down to her.

'Mr Dimitri will see you now Mrs White.' She told her, but the look on her face wasn't very friendly, Sara wondered why? She walked up the hall, and knocked on the door, she was going to walk straight in, she didn't like this man already but decided to show some respect because of her husband.

'Come in,' a voice shouted. Sara opened the door and walked into an enormous exquisitely furnished office. A huge oak desk dominated it, but the office was so big it fitted beautifully, Sara despite herself was impressed. There paintings hung around it and the wall paper looked fantastically expensive, 'the mans got taste anyway,' she told herself.

She was confronted by a man as big as any she had ever seen, and from his name she supposed he was Greek or something like that, He had a bushy head of black hair, 6ft 4 or 5 inches, about 40 to 45, very good looking in a Mediterranean swarthy sort of way, huge shoulders, and there didn't seem to be any amount of excess fat on him, he was wearing a blue shirt, matching silk tie and grey slacks with red braces, no jacket.

He asked her to sit and give him just a moment while he finished something on his PC. She waited patiently; he got done, lifted his head and smiled at her.

'Well I never expected you to look so good Mrs White, Sara,' he corrected himself; 'I knew you were a lovely woman, you really are very beautiful, but I'll bet you hear that a lot?' In fact he had had them both investigated as soon as he knew of her husbands shady dealings. He had photographs and detailed notes on all their finances including her husband's bank records. And knew everything about them, and the reason her husband wasn't yet in custody was his wife, Dimitri had decided he wanted her and would take her.

Sara was up against an immovable object, She had no idea of the trouble she and her husband were in. 

She said to him. 'Yes Mr Astronkis, now what am I here for and why were you so rude, are you always like this?' She could see he wasn't used to being challenged, his cheeks reddened.

'I am a busy man Sara, and when I tell people to do something I expect them to do it, even wives of my employees, and that,' he said pointing at her, 'includes you!'

'Do you now, and why pray should I do whatever it is you tell me, as I said, you are not my boss, you are my husbands.' She said forcefully.

He smiled he liked strong minded women, and now he knew he had done the right thing by getting her in here, he already had the upper hand, she was more than worried, he could see that.

He stood and poured some wine for her and himself, she sipped it carefully still waiting to hear what he had to say.

He began by saying. 'Do you know your husband has been insider trading Sara?'

'Insider trading, what do you mean, I don't understand?'

'He has been trading on stocks and shares while holding knowledge that only he is aware of and that is illegal under the law, and if proven he will certainly go to jail for at least 5 years maybe more.' He told her, his eyes locked on hers. He saw the shift from assured confidence to real uncertainty.

'But why, why would he do such a thing, he doesn't need the money,' then added, 'that's if you are telling the truth, which I somehow think you may not be,'

'Oh I'm telling the truth Sara, it's all on here,' he said, pointing at the computer. 'If I were to call in the FSA he would be gone in minutes, however because I know what he is up to I have blocked everything he does, and he doesn't know about it, but on Friday, that's when I have to either call them in, or?'

Sara wasn't stupid, she sensed a 'but' here, 'and what is the cost of this relief from the FSA whoever they are,' she asked. She was being distracted by the unremitting stare from him, she constantly dropped her gaze from his, never once did he do that. She suddenly felt very small it wasn't often she could be intimidated but she was being so now.

'Your husband Sara has been dealing illegally for the last 4 months, luckily it hasn't affected us, but he has pocketed a large amount of money, in fact he has made a huge amount of money for us, but all illegally, and there's the rub, its illegal, and that is something that cannot and will not be tolerated.'

'If he has made you lots of money and he has made some and you know about it, you are in control of it, you have stopped it, you know about it, so what is the problem' She asked.

'The problem Sara is how I cover it, or do I hold up my hands and give them your husband, who as I have said, will go to jail, make no mistake about it, he will lose everything, including you probably, but we could still keep the money he illegally made us, or we get fined the sum total he has made, because we cannot give it back.'

'Ah now I see, you want something from us, is that it?' She said.

'Sara, what I suggest is you go home to your husband right now, because he is on gardening leave at the moment, and talk about it with him.'

'Yes okay Mr Astronkis I will do just that.' She said, with real uncertainty in her voice now, she had been suspecting it was some sort of elaborate hoax, but he was telling her to go and talk to Stephen, so it had to be true?

She got up to leave and he returned to his work, as she reached the door, he said. 'Be here by 11am tomorrow I want to discuss his situation with you.'

'Wouldn't you be better talking to him personally Mr Astronkis?' she asked.

'I already have, 11am and don't be late, goodbye.' She had been summarily dismissed. Sara closed the door behind her, what the hell had her husband been doing and why had she been involved?

She hurried home to find Stephen sat in the room and drinking a large whiskey, she knew straight away that he had done something wrong, and he also knew where she had been.

'What's going on Stephen, what have you done, I don't understand any of it, I spent an hour with your boss and he is not a happy bunny, he says you can go to jail for 5 years or more?' Sara asked seriously concerned.

'I'm so sorry Sara, I was building us a nest egg, and I have been caught fiddling, I'll be ruined forever, no one will ever employ me again unless he decides not to prosecute this.'

'Is there a lot of money involved in all this?' Sara was still unaware of the gravity of his situation.

'I had stashed away nearly 2 million Sara, but I made the firm 74 million,' he told her sadly but with pride too.

Sara sucked in a deep breath, now she knew, and now she understood the seriousness of it.

'Stephen what the hell, and it's all illegal is that what's behind this?' she gasped. He nodded his head.

'Oh no, oh my God, oh Jesus Christ Stephen, so he wasn't joking about you going to jail?'

'No he wasn't Sara, but I know he has some sort of plan, I know the devious bastard, he's up to something, and its something that can keep me out of jail and free.' He bleated.

'He told me to come home and talk to you, and instructed me to be at his office again by 11am tomorrow.' She told him.

'Well I don't know why he should want to talk to you again Sara, maybe he just doesn't want to talk to me, I have been told to stay away until I'm called back in.' he said quietly.

Sara's heart sank; she suddenly thought that the price might be something she wouldn't want them to pay.

Sara was unbelievably randy that night and near on fucked her husband to death, she screamed out her orgasm, he had all on to keep up with her, but he tried valiantly. In the morning he helped her around the house, then it was time to get ready, she dressed much the same way as yesterday, but with her hair piled on top of her beautiful head. Her perfectly made up face topped it off, she looked fantastic, yet again, and her husband had a troubled look in his eyes.

He dropped her off at 10 minutes to 11; she made her way up, and went through the same routine to see him. She again sat and waited, then she was called. And again she knocked and waited while he called her, she entered and he greeted her warmly taking her soft hand in his.

'Well Sara what did you find when you talked to your husband?' He asked.

Sara was at a definite disadvantage, 'He told me more or less what you did.' She answered.

'And...?'

'What do you want us to do Mr Astronkis? I know we or he, are in serious trouble.'

'What I want Sara is only payable by you and with your total consent.' He said.

'What do you mean sir?' she asked already feeling the cold hand of fate closing in and clutching her heart.

'My people work hard Sara, but they also get well rewarded, I want, demand and get my pound of flesh . I am a hard task master but I believe I am fair to those who are fair with me, this kind of thing could bring my house crashing down forever, do you see what the sea of ill will I am now sailing?. 

Yes sir, I think I do, please tell me what you want from me?'

'Sara you are a superbly beautiful woman, if you think seriously about all thus then I believe we will arrive at some conclusion?'

Sara knew now what her fate was to be, her husband had placed her in great danger, unless she could somehow alleviate it.

'Please Mr Astronkis this can't be, I am happily married, there must be another way sir?' she whispered, wishing she could run away.

'There is Sara; your husband can be in prison by tomorrow night,' was his cold reply.

Sara's head dropped, tears filled her lovely eyes but it didn't bother him, he was a red blooded Greek male, he was in heat, and his intended lover was there right in front of him.

'Come here Sara.' It was a clear request.

She could only shake her head, and whisper, 'please Mr Astronkis please?'

He just sat there, he wasn't going to force her physically, but he was coercing her.

'Come here Sara,' he said again.

Sara staggered to her feet, looked at him, and turned on wooden legs and headed for the door, as her trembling hand gained a hold on the handle, he said.

'If you leave Sara your husband will go to jail for a long time, ask him that when you get home, or come here.' He told the shaking beauty.

Sara stood at the door, handle in her hand, her fore head resting on it, she was defeated, she raised her gorgeous head, turned the key and locked it. She swung around and faced him, hesitated, he just sat and waited, he wanted to defeat her, bring her to heel, make her his, gain control of her. But more to the point he would let her husband know what he was doing with her, he would break him for what he had done, but keep him at the firm. He would learn a very hard lesson that to cheat him was a downward spiral with no return staircase.

He smiled inwardly as the fabulous serenely gorgeous woman stepped to him, Sara stood in front of him now, head bowed.

'That's better Sara, now that wasn't so hard was it'' he asked her.

'No sir,' she answered softly, big tears sliding down her face.

'What do you think we should do Sara, now that you have decided that my way is really the only option for you and him?'

'I don't know Mr Astronkis, I don't know what to think,' she said to the huge man sat in front of her.

'Well why don't you think of something nice then?'

Sara knew exactly what the something nice was in his mind.

She slipped her jacket off and let it fall to the floor, then she slowly took off her blouse, followed by her skirt, it all fell away, and then the big show, her bra slid down her slim arms and there they were, the fabulous high firm tits, and bullet pointed nipples the bra fell away along with her dignity. He murmured in appreciation as she showed her beautiful frame of to him.

She stood there for a moment then slid to her knees and reached for the buttons on his trousers. She undid them with shaking hands, he just looked down on her with keen anticipation, the sexy beautiful woman was his now, she was married to another man yes, but she was his, he owned her now he thought gleefully. Sara didn't know it but he was going to take her completely.

She undid the hook at the top, unclipped the braces, and reached in for him. Her soft cool hand slipped into his shorts and there he was, she collected it but couldn't stop the small gasp as her hand and fingers automatically measured its size, it was big, it was half erect already but she knew by her touch it was big, well, he was a big man she thought, so it stands to reason his cock is in sync with him.

It grew under her touch it got bigger and bigger, she struggled to get it out, it suddenly broke free of its confinement, and pointed at her face swaying about like a cobra waiting to strike.

'God,' she thought, as she looked at it, 'its massive.' It was at least 8 or 9 inches in length, and maybe 2 inches wide, and the light brown skin that encased it was taut but she could see the veins running up it keeping it filled with hot blood, the head and pee hole seemed to be winking at her, the ridge around it was prominent.

Her husband's boss slid slightly down his chair to encircle her with his legs either side, her grip tightened without bidding, it felt like a teak rod, she ran her hand up and down it, she couldn't help but feel the power she felt emanating to her from it. Sara raised her lovely grey eyes and stared him straight on, then keeping them locked on his she leaned forward and kissed it, it made him shudder, the thought of what she was about to do excited him greatly.

Picturing his prick sliding in and out of his employees beautiful wife's mouth while she sucked him was making his balls twitch, Sara closed her lips over the head and hooked them behind the heavy ridge of it, her tongue licked at him. If there were two things that Sara would score a 100% pass rate on, one was her kiss, it had been perfected over the years and was irresistible. The other was a blow job; it was her most favourite part of making love to a man, she had given many in her student years, and her husband was the grateful receiver of many heart rending ball busting blow job ejaculations.

Dimitri was unaware of her prowess but he would soon find out. Sara's nails caressed his prick, dug down and found his balls; she had decided that if she were to give him her best, then maybe he would let her go. She couldn't have been more wrong! She went to work on him, Sara had learned to deep throat but getting him down was a problem, his prick lodged in her throat and she had to pull back, take another deep breath and jammed her mouth down his shaft, it went past her tonsils and she had got him in, ludicrously she felt justifiably proud. 

Dimitri being a Greek of some sexual note himself felt his insides surge and his balls tighten as he saw his prick almost disappear. Then the suction and sensation of the head of his prick being scrubbed overtook him, he breathed deeply as a worried frown creased his face before it gave way to exquisite pleasure as Sara worked her mouth up and down, her throat expanding to take him in all the way.

He stretched back in his chair now safe in the knowledge that she was giving him a BJ to end all BJs. Her soft hands at his balls, her nails scratching his scrotum all added the wonderful feeling creeping through his body as she took him on. He didn't try to force himself to cum, urgent though that the need was uppermost in his mind, he wanted to savour this, he had never been deep throated and he wanted the pleasure to last for as long as it took, the first time for this was always going to be the best time for him.

Sara was working feverishly her mind had gone to where it always goes when she deep throated her guy, it went to the need to complete her loving task, she wanted to make him cum, she needed to make him cum, cum for her, she may have been on her knees before her husbands boss, but her womanly intuition made her want to serve him and give him what he desired from her. Then Dimitiri's hips jerked, Sara went after him even harder, he had no control over his body for the first time in his adult life, he wasn't deciding when he would cum, Sara was.


Sara's Wonderful Blackmail



She pulled back a little then drove him down her throat, he spasmed, jerked and shot his load. Sara being Sara knew the exact moment when he was about to unload and slid back to hold the fat head of his prick gently with her teeth, her lips closed tightly behind them. She sucked hard at him drawing it all out as he pumped it, she took it all down, she loved the feel of slick thick creamy cum in her mouth and sliding down her swan neck. Her eyes closed as he jetted shot after shot into her hot waiting mouth, she dreamily swallowed it all, she was in her own personal heaven, this was the ultimate sensation for her, the power to make a man cum for her and giving her all his hot sperm, the only exception was having a good cock deep in her pussy.

As his cock deflated slowly she kneeled back on her haunches and let him slip out, her lips leaving a wet kiss as it did. He leaned down, took her gorgeous face in his hands and kissed her, he made sure it was a kiss and not a peck. Sara still in her piece of heaven responded and kissed him back, her husband's boss was now receiving what she had only given her husband for the last four years.

He pulled her up, he was big enough and powerful enough to do it, and he settled her into his lap. She looked at him, she had to admit it but only to herself, that he had a terrific prick, and she also admitted it to herself that if he got it in her, she would have trouble denying him. He softly and gently cupped her proud firm tits, squeezing and tweaking her nipples slowly and languidly, Sara loved this, she loved her husband doing it, she had taught him how to handle her and it had taken time to curb his natural eagerness, but not Dimitri, he already knew!

Sara moved in his lap, she had to, he knew exactly how to tease her and was, he was bringing her to him. He had brought many women and mens wives to his bed, Sara would be no different, but she was different, he was realising that quickly. She laid her head down on his shoulder she was losing the battle she had planned in her mind, if she didn't stop herself he would conquer her, that was for sure.

She was just about to raise herself up from his lap to speak to him, try to reason with him, but then he dipped his knowing finger deep into her glass smooth Brazilian waxed pussy, she moaned loudly and sank back down, her arm went around his neck and held herself to him, and she gave in right there, right then!

Dimitri smiled to himself he knew what had happened, but he was happy about it too, previous challenges had been far too easy and afforded him little pleasure apart from fucking them. His position had afforded him the entrance to wives and lovers. Sara had given in because he had coerced her, but she had sensed him, she could smell him, he was power, man power, his musk was drawing her helplessly to him, she was a bitch in heat now, her primeval urges were upon her, she needed to be rutted, something inside was controlling her, he was the strongest of males, the leader of the pack, the Alpha! He was taking his bitch, his cow, his female as only the Alpha can.

He kissed her softly again on her lips and hers closed over his, his fingers still working their magic, her body juddered and shuddered at each touch and caress, there was no fight from her now, her inner self had taken her to him, presented herself to him and would submit.

He pushed forward and lifted her up easily with him and sat her on the edge of his desk. Pressing a button, he spoke with authority, 'no callers Marlene, none.'

'Yes sir,' was the reply, but Marlene knew what was going on, he had told her he was going to get the sexy beauty, and she knew he would, she held him in the highest regard, he had fucked her a few times, and in front of her husband too, she would do anything for him, totally loyal, that was Marlene.

He laid Sara back on the top, and knelt before her lifting her thighs over his powerful shoulders he inspected the silkiest smoothest gorgeous pussy he had ever seen, he kissed it, Sara moaned, then he licked it all the way from the bottom to the top, Sara squeezed her legs together involuntarily. Then Dimitri sank his face on it, his tongue pierced her, his blunt nose pressed her clit and he sucked at the same time.

Sara moaned and mewled, her hands went to his head in a natural gesture of compliance, submission and need to hold her wonderful seducing attacker right where he would do the utmost damage to her senses, and he did! Dimitri returned Sara's blow job with one of his own, he too loved the oral almost as much as she did. And Sara had the absolute silk gloved pussy he loved; this was the best he had ever eaten. He kept up his slow insistent attack, fingering her ass as he did, 'I wonder if she's ever been fucked up there?' He asked himself.

He sucked her thumb like clit into his mouth and literally devoured it, Sara came for the first time at the hands of this man of men, he was just so powerful it completely assailed her senses and she came again right on top of the one he had just made her have, he swallowed her, drank her sweet nectar and Sara moaned and groaned as he mangled her mind totally, she had nothing to offer against him, he was too much for her, it was the first time in her life that she at least hadn't been equal to a lover. She sensed very quickly that this man was a very dangerous person to be involved with sexually, but he had reeled her in, and his dominant persona had her in his grip, she felt that maybe it was already too late for her to escape him. Why? Because she was loving it, she had never submitted to another man unless she willingly allowed it, but he had made her submit to him willingly or not.

She was sprawled on his desk, arms out stretched, her hips moving in time with him, she didn't know how many orgasms he gave her but it was a lot and she knew she would never be able to match what he gave her. She came for the last time and he stood up, she peered at him with total respect, this was a man who knew completely how to love a woman. He stripped before her, but she didn't have the strength to lift her beautiful head, all she could see was the broad light brown chest of her Greek blackmailer and now lover.

He was going to fuck her now, this was what she had really hoped to avoid, but she had known a while ago that this would happen, the moment he hit her with his tongue and mouth, fucking her too was inevitable. He picked up the defeated, beaten and incontrovertibly sexually aroused woman and carried her to the large couch on a wall of his expansive office.

She could only look into his face with a silent plea, and even that went unnoticed, but she hadn't really pleaded too hard, her body wanted to be fucked, and now her mind was heading the same way, she had never met a man such as he, he seemed to have everything a woman could want, personal power, aura, charm, charisma, sexual magnetism, and all were at the top of her personal list.

He didn't just go right in a fuck her, he seduced her all over again, he loved her, touched in all the right places and soon she was seeking him out, she was nearing the top of her 'unable to resist' level that would turn into an urgent need to be under her man, prick deep in her and Sara would hold on and give all of her love and self to him.

She gently urged him now, begging him with her eyes to make love to her, then she heard her voice saying what she was desperately thinking, he kissed her lovingly and hefted himself on her. Sara lifted a leg and placed it on the back of the couch, her other one she dropped to the floor and spread her foot away, she was now ready, very willing and needful beyond her utter desire for him.

Dimitri told her to guide him in, she did so with practised hands, she felt the head nudge her and she let go, he slowly sank down on Sara his fat prick making it's way inexorably in, pushing any barrier away as he slid down into her slick wet heated pussy. Sara's legs moved under their own steam and dropped over his back and hips as the mammoth brown weapon made it's way, he went past the point of no return and into unchartered territory in her, no prick had ever been this far in, and no prick had ever spread her like this one was.

Sara bit a plump lip, then her mouth opened and clamped herself using her teeth and soft lips to his lower neck and screamed as he got further and further in her, she was taken into pleasure and pain, fear and need, desperation for more, and desperation to get him out, her legs decided for her, they hooked and strapped themselves to him. Her feet on his tight muscular ass was forcing him into her, she pumped her hips up at him, trying to gain every bit of this fabulous cock in.

She cried out in terror as her first orgasm hit her unannounced, it tore through her and ended by burning her pussy to a cinder. Dimitri was in awe, he had never had a woman who had taken his prick like this first time, he began to fuck her now, he was going to take from her what he wanted, he was going to give her a fucking that she would never have known existed.

His hips began to rise and fall with increasing rhythm, his loins slapping hers, he bit her neck, she squirmed in utter submissive arousal, 'yes yes yes,' she chanted, 'more more more,' she begged, 'harder harder harder, please harder.' Sara wailed. He did, he fucked her with intensity beyond any previous liaisons. He powered his way into the most beautiful and sexy woman he had ever had, it excited him, it spurred him on to greater heights, Sara urged him on, both were at their limits, then he shot his second load of the day, Sara felt it blast its way up into past her cervix and into her womb, her fertile womb, she was in the middle of her cycle, but because of her situation, her body craved to be impregnated by the huge Adonis above her, she had no thoughts of her husband, only him who was breeding her.

Sara slumped under him, she had just been introduced to fucking, all these years she had believed that she was a woman who knew how to make love, how to get a man to make love to her the way she wanted him to. But it had been her who had been found, her who had been taught a valuable lesson from a man who knew how to teach, she was a pupil again, he was the teacher, she loved it, hugged herself to him, rubbed his back and kissed his chest.

Dimitri regained his breath and gently got up from her, he kissed her and got to his feet, Sara stayed where she was for a moment, she was savouring the feeling of being utterly loved, utterly seduced and utterly utterly getting fucked and made love to from her hapless husband's Greek boss. She slipped from the couch and stepped to him, how could she not do that? He had made her feel more than the superbly special woman that she knew she was.

They kissed where they stood, Sara giving him her special kiss, he wasn't going to break this one, he let her have her way and he accepted her for who she was, he sensed that not many, if any other than her husband had been given the privilege. He felt her fabulously round proud ass, she wriggled in his grasp as he slid a thick finger down her crack and fiddled with her licked clean but sticky with their cum little hole. He looked at her and she immediately got the message, 'next time,' it said, she gazed back into his eyes and knew that she would do it, even if it killed her!

'You had better go now Sara, I'll call you later about things okay?' it wasn't a request, it was a statement.

She looked at him, thought for a moment, and said.

'Yes Dimitri okay, but we have to discuss this, I'm married to an employee of yours, I've never been unfaithful, you forced me into this, and if you expect me to see you again, then all Stephens problems are to be made to go away.' She was adamant in her words, he got the message, and he decided that he would agree, but he would keep the evidence, her husbands PC was already under lock and key and to retrieve the dealings he only had to open it.

'I haven't forced you to do anything Sara, we had a situation and you took care of it, I was happy with your offer and accepted it gratefully.' What Sara didn't know was it had all been recorded on film, complete with sound, which he could edit if necessary.

'Oh and tell him what you have been doing, that you are my lover and you will refuse his demand not to see me again. I want him to know that what he has done has cost him dear, very dear.'

Sara was astonished, 'I can't do that, it will kill him, he loves and trusts me,' she answered.

'I'm not asking you Sara, I'm telling you to do it, so do it and tonight!' She withered under his demanding gaze, her head dropped again, 'how does he have this kind of hold, it's hopeless?' She said to herself.

'Please Dimitri, let me take my time, I will tell him I promise,' she asked.

'Yes you will, tonight, I'll call you at 10pm and let you know about tomorrow,' he kissed her once more, it made her feel alive in his arms again, then she knew what it was, it was his simple power, not just over her but probably most women he met, he was the real sexual animal in every sense of the word, an animal that would take it's female where he decided to take her. He towered above her, 6ft 4 to her 5ft 10 and he had around 40 to 50lbs on her too. Sara had always thought that at the tender age of 28 she knew it all, she did everything her husband wanted her to do, but he couldn't make her do things, Dimitri could and was making her do these things she realised, she kissed him back.

Sara was in turmoil, she had to tell Stephen, there was no way round it, if she didn't do as he told her, he would still go to jail, and she would still be his lover, he would still claim her, if she obeyed she would save him, and her life would have some sort of normality. She had been more than two hours with his boss, and the secretary had given her a very knowing look when she had left, Sara managed not to hobble out, the prick that had just decimated her still felt as though it was still in her.

Arriving home he was waiting for her. 'What's happened Sara, did you manage to convince him not to prosecute me?' He asked hopefully. 

'Yes Stephen I did bu..., her husband grabbed her and kissed her hard and stopped her from talking, she waited until he released her, then continued.

'But there are conditions, a price to pay and a very high one, especially for you Stephen.' This caught his attention.

'Conditions, a price to pay,' he asked, 'a high one especially for me, what do you mean Sara?'

Sara took a deep breath, 'have you wondered why I spent so long there with him?'

'Yes but?'

'The price Stephen, that you have to pay for your freedom is...' she took another deep breath, 'the price is me!'

'You? What on earth are you tal...' Then the realisation hit him, he fell to the chair and slumped forward. 'No no no,' he gasped 'No!'

'I'm sorry,' she said, 'but there was no other choice to make, you either go to jail or that's how I keep you out, tell me if there is another way Stephen?'

He looked at her forlornly, 'have you already er ah, er I mean did you, did he er oh' he stammered as the thought of his boss with his wife swam into his mind. 'This is too bad to contemplate Sara, I can't take it in, what can we do?'

This annoyed Sara. 'Do Stephen, what can we do? Don't you think you have done enough, that's what has got us, or rather me into this situation in the first place!' she shouted at him. 'And to answer your question, did we, have we, did he, yes he did, and yes I did, are you happy now!' And Sara burst into tears.

Her husband went to her and cried with her, he was desolate, his life had been blown out of the water by his very own greed.

'I will go and see him, tell him we will not submit to his blackmail we won't! he muttered.

Sara stared at him incredulously, 'do you think that is going to make any difference Stephen hey, he will gobble you up and spit you out, he isn't bothered about you, he knows, you know, and now I know you don't matter, he has got me, that's what he obviously wanted, and you went and gave me to him, and he has me and through me, he has you! So stop talking bullshit and deal with it, he will see me whenever he tells me, and we will both accept it!' She screeched at him.

Her husband dropped down to his knees and sobbed, he was distraught, his beautiful loving wife had been taken from him, and there was nary a thing he could do, he had been cuckolded by his Greek boss.

'When, what is he going to do next? He whispered quietly to her.

She looked at him for a long moment; she actually felt a burst of contempt for the man who was her husband. 

'He is calling me at 10 tonight, then when I know, so will you, okay?' Sara turned and walked away, she took a long hot bath and reflected on the day that had turned her life on it's head, but she could not deny that the sex with her husbands boss had been astronomical, she could still feel him in her throat and her pussy. She was still far from happy that she had been blackmailed, and raped even, but she also knew that when he got her again she would have give in, because the memory of him was burned, and seared into her very centre.

At 10 on the dot her phone rang.

'Hello?' she said, knowing who it was already.

'First thing, did you tell him?' There was no preliminary 'hello.'

'Yes I did.'

'Good, be at the office for eleven in the morning, and wear something nice for me.' The phone clicked off.

She stood looking at her phone stunned. 'The fucking bastard!' she shouted in her mind, 'how dare he treat me like this?' Her anger was total. 'I'm not his servant!' she remonstrated with herself.

Then with a shocked and stunned realisation her pussy jumped, she was wet! He had made her hot simply by being rude, letting her know who was who, and where her place was, she felt his prick inside her. She would be there at 11am tomorrow. Then telling Stephen that she was to be in his office at 11am, she sat down and waited for his reaction. He told her she wasn't going, that he would go instead!

'And from there you will be arrested, you blithering idiot, got any more great ideas?' she berated him, she had never ever talked to him in such a disparaging way, but she was so angry with him, he had caused all this, and now he was going to pay a heavy price, and the cost was probably going to be their marriage!

Sara slept so soundly that night, she woke refreshed and at peace with the world until her mind took her back to the reality. Stephen was missing, she thought he hadn't been to bed, rising she went and showered, there was no point in looking for him, it was 9am, she selected clothes that would please him, and she found she was being very selective to make sure she was dressed as he had told her.

Sara chose a loose fitting micro mini skirt, that flared out at the hem, giving her long legs plenty of room, a small top that amplified her gorgeous breasts, her nipples were already trying to burn through it. Heels and stockings that didn't reach the hem of her skirt, and a beautiful thong,. She parted her blond hair down the centre and allowed it to swim around her beautiful angelic face, she practiced lowering her head a little and glancing upwards through long lashes to see herself seductively in the mirror. And popping on her long coat that came down to her ankles to cover herself while she got to her destination. She was ready, it was Friday morning, and Dimitri had told her today was the day when he could make it right, or tell the authorities what had happened and have her husband arrested.

She went downstairs, picked up her car keys and left, she had no idea where Stephen was. What Sara couldn't get out of her mind was the fact that she knew exactly what was going to happen, Dimitri would take her again, love her, fuck her, do what he wanted to do with her, make her do anything he told her, and there would be absolutely nothing she could do to prevent him.




Sara's Wonderful Blackmail



Sara's pussy jangled in anticipation, she was wet, she was excited, she was in heat, he was making her do all this and she had set off yet!

As she arrived at the building Dimitri was waiting for her, he waved her down and got in her car with her.

'Good morning Sara, how are you today?'

'I'm fine sir,' she answered.

'Good, now drive.' He told her.

'Where are we going?' she asked.

'I'll direct you.' He said.

'Are you ready for me Sara?'

'Yes sir,' she answered. 

'Are you wet Sara, are you excited for me, I can smell you?'

Sara nearly crashed the car, 'how could he know, he can't possibly smell me, I know it?' she thought.

'Yes sir.'

'I thought you were, don't worry I'll soon take care of it and you.'

Her thong was soaked she could feel it.

He directed her to two huge wrought iron gates, he pressed a remote and they swung open, Sara drove through, they pulled up to a huge house in very secluded gardens.

They got out, 'lose the coat,' he told her. Sara took it off and threw it into the car.

'Let me look at you,' he said. Sara turned around for him, she knew he would be impressed, and he was.

'You look just like the slut I want you to be for me Sara.' He said with a pleased tone in his voice, but Sara did not like being called a slut, not one little bit.

'I am not a slut!' she said firmly.

'If you aren't now you soon will be Sara, and my personal slut too, you will tell me what you are soon, have no fear.' And he strode off into the house, Sara followed meekly behind him. 'I am not a slut, and I never will be!' she told herself.

In the house he sat on a sofa and told her to parade for him, 'twirl for me Sara, make me hard for you, you like that don't you, making me hard, you really are the consummate sexy slut aren't you, hmmm, making my prick grow just for you?'

She had no option to obey him, Sara listened to what he said, and knew he was right, he was always right, she did like making him get a hard on, she twirled, and pirouetted around, posing sexily, stretching her arms above her head.

'She was not only making him get a humongous erection, but she was heating herself up to where she knew she would need him desperately, she had never met a man who could do this to her. To make her the, 'er oooh, ah, er,' then she said it in her head, 'the slut for him that I am.'

'Come here he told her,' and pointed to the floor.

She got down on her knees before him, she could swear she heard her pussy squelch.

'You know what to do Sara.' She immediately undid him and pulled out his gorgeous big fat thick prick and devoured it hungrily. The blond 5ft 10" beauty was under, submissive, and so willing. Dimitri smiled to himself, he had got her now of that there was no doubt, he would have no trouble from at all, she was his.

He took a handful of her soft hair and raised her up from his prick, 'tell me what you want Sara,' he said, and looked deep into her lovely eyes.

'You sir, I want you,' she replied softly.

'How badly do you want me Sara, how badly?'

Her pussy was driving her insane for his thick cock inches from her open mouth.

'Tell me what you are Sara,' he said, and pinched her nipples as he spoke. Sara cringed in deeper arousal before him, then she knew what he was saying, he was telling her to admit that she was a slut, his slut, his personal slut!

She resisted as long as she could, but another twist of her nipples, he let her lips brush the large round head, and she gave in to him.

'I, I,' I'm a s, s, s, slut sir.' She huskily replied, her arousal was affecting her voice control.

'And whose slut are you Sara?' he asked, contempt dripping from him.

'Oh god sir,' she murmered, 'I'm your slut, please?' her eyes were locked onto his mammoth prick, knowing what he could do with it and to her was driving her on to her degradation. He twirled and twisted, pulled and squeezed her nipples, her mouth was hanging open, she had gone beyond redemption.

'Are you my very own personal slut?'

'Yes yes yes sir, oh yes,' she was pleading to him.

Dimitri pulled her back onto his brown swarthy cock and told her to get to work, that he needed to cum.

Sara deep throated him in a second, and was pumping up and down to make him cum as soon as possible, she needed him to spunk all he had down her waiting throat, her deft fingers working at his full balls, tickling his scrotum, he loved that, he would make her spend time all around there with her gorgeous mouth, and she was fingering his bum hole. Sara dropped a hand to her pussy, Dimitri saw her and slapped her arm away, 'you finish me first you slut!' he said loudly to her. His words and instructions stung her but she went back to him. 

Sara couldn't think of anything else but to make him cum for her, her own emotions were raging through her body, she was out of control, her most urgent need was for him, to please him her man, she was his slut, she had to do it for him. Then he moved above her, he was going to cum, her joy was immense, the first spurt hit her throat as she pulled back to take what he had. Teeth and lips fastened tight around the head he blew it into her with a satisfied roar. Jet after hot jet spat into her mouth and Sara swallowed as hungrily as she ever had done. Thick creamy hot cum splashed in and around as she took every drop down gratefully, she caressed his balls as he filled her.

Dimitri leaned back and rested, 'that,' he said to himself, 'was a blow job and a half! And the best ever by far,' he was more than delighted he had got her, and now he was deciding whether he would keep her and take her away from her worthless husband, but that would come later, there was more fun to be had.

'Stand up Sara, strip for me and make it look good okay?'

'Yes sir, she said, and rose to her feet, she needed cocking and seriously, but she already knew that if he told her to do something she would do it.

Sara danced for him, strutted her stuff, took of her clothes as seductively as she knew how, looked at him through half closed eyes, telling him that she was his, she was available to him whenever he decided to take her, her pussy was alive, her whole body was alive, it was tuned into him completely.

'Come here,' he told her, Sara went and stood right between his legs, Dimitri began to toy with her, a finger entered her slick hot pussy, another one went in to her tight sphincter, then to her nipples, he kissed and licked her, Sara had to put her hands on his shoulders to avoid falling down, such was the trembling her legs were doing.

'Dimitri, please?' she whispered urgently.

'What?' he asked brusquely.

'I need you?'

'Need me, need me what!'

'I need you in me sir, please'

'And...'

Sara was at her crossroads again, she was continually on the back foot with him, he had the upper hand all the time. She had to follow his lead every time.

She prepared herself and uttered the words. 'Sir, your personal slut needs you to make love to her, and to fuck her sir?'

'Now we are getting somewhere,' he said, 'tonight when we go to sleep I want you to repeat that to yourself, and wake up thinking it, okay?'

'Tonight, tonight?' she asked her self, 'what is he meaning?'

'What do you mean, tonight sir?' she asked him.

'You are staying here for the weekend, and possibly longer, maybe even for good,' he told her in a matter of fact way. Then he drove fingers into her pussy and ass, Sara fell down, the orgasm took her legs away from under her. He picked her up, Sara was falling in deeper and deeper, and didn't think there would be a way back, she was right. 

He took her upstairs to his bedroom, 'this is where you will be for the next few days Sara, get used to it.' He threw his clothes off and let Sara feast her eyes on him, her look told him all he wanted to know, she would be here as long as he wanted her to be, her eyes were glued to his very impressive prick, and flicking around his powerful, toned light skinned brown body. Her mind went back to yesterday when he had taken her completely; he was a master at what he did. 'Master?' She pondered. 

He climbed on her and drove his re erected prick into where she wanted it, Sara crumbled under him, 'never has there been such a man,' she thought to herself as he started to make love and fuck her just the way she wanted to be. She gave everything she had, her orgasms washed through her, Sara moaned and groaned as he went about her, he kissed her, bit her, bruised her, beat her with his tool. The beautiful woman's long legs wrapped tight around him, her arms around his neck Sara fully surrendered to him, 'no one, no one, no one had ever had me like this,' the impossibility of her submission was long gone, 'he can do with me what he wants,' she said to herself between frenetic orgasms.

Dimitri fucked and loved her for twenty minutes, she had begged him to stop, she couldn't take any more, but he just kept pounding her until he jammed his prick almost through her backbone and shot his load again deep into her fertile womb.

'Oh Dimitri, Dimitri,' she whispered into his open mouth, as she came round and got her breath back.

'Yes Sara? 'He asked her.

'I'm at a loss with you, I don't know what to think, what to say, or even what to do?' she moaned, his cock still in her thrashed pussy.

'You just do what I tell you Sara, that's all you need, nothing else.'

'But Dimitri, I need more than that, I need partnership, compatibility, love, friendship, mutual desire and needs.' She breathed.

'You will have what you Sara, but we need to do things my way.' Then he said what had had been going to say at a later time.

'Who are you Sara?'

Sara played the game. 'I am your lover, sir,' she added.

'And what are you?'

'I am your very own personal slut sir.'

'Who owns you?'

This was unexpected. 'I don't believe I have ever been owned sir, not ever?' She said this as forcefully as she could, which wasn't very much, he had her again, she knew it.

'Not by your husband, that's a fact,' he bit her neck leaving a huge hickey high up, uncoverable, sucked both super sensitive nipples into his mouth, chewed them and nipped them, Sara moaned in lust as he easily brought her to him. 'Now I will ask you one more time, who owns you?'

The words came tumbling out. 'You sir, you Dimitri, you own me, I'm yours, do what you want with me, I belong to you completely, I need to know I am yours, sir?' Her yes filled and tears fell down.

'Sara you have made the right decision, now you know your place, that you belong to me, that I am your master it will all become clear to you what I want, what I expect, and what I demand.'

He sent her to prepare a meal and made a call.

Three hours later he had Sara on her knees with her wrists tied to a chair in front of her, and her ankles tied wide apart to another one behind her, he was teasing her mercilessly, her pussy was dripping as she begged him to let her, make her cum. Every time she got there he took his fingers away, it was pure torture. Sara had let him just let him tie her up, it just seemed the natural thing to do, he said, she did!

He had sat in the chair facing her and made her suck him, reaching under her and crushing her raging nipples, then over her back to finger her beautiful ass, one that he was going to fill soon, very soon. The door behind Sara opened quietly, it was Marlene, Dimitiri's secretary, she was naked and wearing a strap on. That was who he had called and instructed on the phone, her husband had dropped her off.

He pointed to get in behind Sara, pursing his lips for silence. Marlene deftly got behind her, but Sara sensed something and tried to look behind, she could see some one, but not who, Dimitri gathered her hair and kept her on his cock, Marlene positioned herself and drove the strap on hard in, and gripping Sara's nipples at the same time, Sara screamed around Dimitiri's cock, but her body orgasmed at the wonderful intrusion her pussy had received. Sara let out a very loud muffled moan, she couldn't resist it, she had been begging for this, and now she was getting it, orgasm after orgasm hit her all over, she was decimated by them, her pussy was awash with her juices and her nipples were helping her total surrender. If his prick hadn't been fast in her mouth her head would have hit the floor such was her defeated body, it had betrayed her wonderfully, she cried as her body shook with emotion as it took her to hell and back in fabulous waves of cum.

Dimitri stood and left the room, Marlene had free reign, but knew not to take her ass, as much as she wanted to, she dared not, but she reamed Sara magnificently, her fingers wreaking havoc with her nipples. Sara didn't know who was putting her through this glorious ordeal but she knew it was a woman, as her head had dropped she could see red painted nails and a woman's fingers, plus the soft feel of a woman's skin on her back as she was fucked by her. She begged to be freed, and after 10 more minutes of complete and utter ravishment, reluctantly, Marlene pulled out, she was tiring quickly. She got up and left, Sara saw her from the back, and took in the soft curves, she was a looker Sara decided. She had no idea that Dimitri was shaping her future to fit his.

Dimitri came back in and never said a word, it was time he took her ass, he poked his resurgent prick into Sara's dripping pussy, and said, 'you ever had it in here Sara?' as he poked his thumb all the way in.

'No sir, I haven't, oh no please don't please?'

'It'll be okay, just relax, it's going to happen, and it will happen in then future so there is no need for begging me not to.' He told her, and he pushed the thick bulbous head into her tight sphincter, the ring popped open then jammed shut hard over his prick. Sara screamed out in agony, she had never known such pain, he held her still as she tried to get away, but his prick was stuck in her, and unless he pulled back there was no way for it to be removed, he held her still for long long moments, gradually the pain lessened, only for it to re occur when he pushed her. Sara cried out for him, but he refused to take it out, saying, 'you'll get used to it Sara, I'll be as gentle as I can, but you have to learn from me.'

Sara's head bowed in pain and submission, he kept up a constant but easy rhythm in her, gentle push, gentle pull back, after what seemed like a life time the pain ebbed. He pushed a little more and Sara felt it enter her hot bowels, the pain slowly became acknowledgement of his mastery over her.

'Oh God Dimitri, oh god, oh god.' She moaned.

He pressed forward, Sara suddenly realised that she was trying to push back, she couldn't stop herself, her urgent desire and pressing need to fulfil his needs were far greater than her own. The slow arousal crept up on her, it wasn't only his prick, it was her primal need to satisfy her mate, this is what drove her onwards and to him, and soon she was solid on her knees, her hands gripping the chair to prevent her sliding forward, her ass pushing back.

'Dimitri sir, fuck me sir, fuck your slut,' she begged him, she had submitted again to him totally, 'how many times will there be when I do this, he makes me do this?' She asked herself, 'I need you to fuck me sir,' she asked him reverently, 'hurt me with your hard prick, please fuck your very own personal slut's ass sir, it's yours please do me!'

'Yes my dirty little slut I will,' and he began to stuff it in hard and fast, Sara cried out many times but still thrust back at him when he drove forward. A new type of orgasm smashed through her, one that almost killed her, her whole body exploded inside, she cried with the pain, the ecstasy, the agony of it's power, her body seemed to fail and she fell as far as her bonds and his prick would allow. Dimitri blew his load deep into her and fell on her himself. 

'This is getting better and better,' he told himself, as he gasped to get his breath back. Sara was as if in suspended animation, comatose, in shock.

When she came to her battered senses she was laid in a bed, wrapped up and on her side. She felt as if she had been run over by a train, her pussy and ass were both wrecked, she dared not move for a while, until she was sure she wouldn't die from her experience this afternoon at his hands, and also Marlene's. Dimitri was there at a desk apparently working on a computer.

He looked across at her, 'ah,' he said, 'you are awake good, we are going out to dinner in one hour, get ready Sara, there are clothes in that wardrobe over there,' he said, and pointed. Sara gingerly got out of bed and walked slowly to it, her ass and pussy rumbled in protest, but she was okay. It was full of her own clothes from home, and lots more that she didn't recognise. 

Sara dressed as appropriately for him as she could, he was impressed as usual, There wasn't a better looking woman in the very exclusive restaurant, there were many envious stares from both sexes. Sara enjoyed the evening, simply because he was attentive, deferred to her, and was the perfect gentleman, nothing was left to chance, she felt important, wanted, needed and very special.

'We will have a quiet night tonight Sara he had told her, and that includes at home, that is of course unless you want some more fun?' And he cocked his eye at her, and smiled.

Sara joined the fun, 'well Dimitri, I may want the pleasure of a little something, but I'll let you know okay?' And she blasted him with a mischievous look and flashed him with a beautiful dazzling smile. That night she spent in his arms, three days ago her life had been upended in the biggest of ways, now it was their first night together. 

He seemed to surround her, his very being encapsulated her, she felt cocooned, she was a captured fly in his spiders web, and she couldn't think of a better place to be. He was every where, in her, on her, she had never experienced such a feeling, she loved the thrill of belonging to a man, it had never happened before, her husband had never had this effect on her, no man had, it was all brand new. 

She wondered what the future had in store for her, what he had in store for her, she was already sure there would be surprises all along the way, some she could never imagine, then she slept, a deep undisturbed sleep.

The next morning they rose late, they didn't make love but they enjoyed the moments together, 'Can we talk? Sara asked.

'Of course, what's on your mind?' he asked.

'Will you promise you won't treat me badly or hurt me Dimitri?' She asked as she looked him in the eye.

'I will treat you the way I treat you Sara, there may be times when we disagree, but you will learn that I am always right, he said, with certainty. Now I want you to call your husband and tell him the good news, say what you like, make what decisions you like, tell him to return to work on Monday, all will be covered up, and he will be okay as long as he behaves himself. I still have and will retain the evidence. And tell him who you are with, and staying with, and tell him explicitly what we have been doing, everything.' 

It was all a direct order and one she knew he would insist on. 'And use that phone there.' He got up and left the room, but hurried to the next one where he pressed a button and waited. 

Five minutes later he heard a dialling tone, three rings and he heard her husband say, 'hello.' 

'Stephen it's me.'

'Thank god, are you alright, where are you?'

'I'm here with Mr Astronkis, Dimitri.' She said slowly.

'Oh,' was all he said.

'Yes oh, Stephen.'

'You er, have erm, er...?'

'Yes we have, and I have to tell you Stephen, I have to be honest, I can't lie about this, it's been great, I don't like or want to hurt you, but he is, has er...' And words failed her.

He never spoke; 'did he know what was coming.' Dimitri thought.




Sara's Wonderful Blackmail



'Stephen, I won't be home this weekend,' she continued, 'I may be back later, I don't know yet.' She mumbled down the phone.

'Well,' Dimitri thought as he listened in, 'at least she is in, isn't she?

'Sara, you can't say that, you can't mean it, you are my wife.'

'Yes I am Stephen, and I'm sorry, but I belong to another now, this is your entire fault, I told you there would be a big price to pay.' She told him.

This pleased Dimitri immensely.

'Have you fallen in love with him Sara, after just three days? I find that hard to believe.' He asked.

'Yes I think I have, no one has ever made me feel the way he does Stephen, not even you I'm afraid.'

'Jesus Sara, this is ridiculous.'

'Oh and by the way,' she kept going, 'he says you can go back to work next Monday and it will all be okay, you are off the hook, but he is keeping the evidence just in case.' She told him.

'I won't be going back Sara, I'm resigning and leaving, and you are coming with me okay?' it was shouted down the phone.

'I'm sorry Stephen I won't be, I'm staying with Dimitri, and there is no going back now.' Sara put the phone down and lay back on the bed.

Later Dimitri came in and asked her how things had gone. She told him tremulously that she had told her husband that their life as they had known it was over now, finished.

'I am glad that you have Sara, I don't like complications.' He told her. 'I have sent for your things Sara,' he said, 'and I had some bought in for you, so there are plenty to choose from.' What he didn't tell her was, that while her things were being collected, her husband was been given a DVD edited version of them together, including her in action with Marlene. And he had been told that Sara would not be returning, ever, so get used to it. 

Dimitri thrived on power, strength of character, dominance, he had learned it in Greece as a young boy and man, he had a natural aptitude for control and had learned to adapt as he grew up, he was also a mathematical wizard, and had become extremely rich because of it.

'I have opened an account in your name Sara and begun it with a deposit of 20.000GBP, in the coming months,' he told her, 'I will ask you to do certain things for me, great services, and each time you do them for me, there will be another 20.000GBP placed in it, you can increase it at any time by asking me if there are other services you can perform for me.

'What are they Dimitri?' she asked, her interest piqued.

'The first one will be next weekend, it will be very special to me, and you will be rewarded with 30.000 if you complete it instead of the already stated 20.000,' he told her.

'Okay,' she said, 'you will let me know later?'

'Yes I will, now bend over that table,' he told her, 'I need to fuck and make love to you badly.'

Sara dropped her robe on the floor immediately, she was wet in moments, the excitement, the thrill of being under this sort of control enthralled her, she loved it, it turned her on immensely, it was the ultimate as far as she was concerned. He got behind her and rammed his prick in so hard it took her breath away, and it hurt. 'This one is for me,' he told her, and he really started to hammer it in and out, the oh so exquisitely beautiful Sara bounced on the table, she clenched her teeth and accepted it, this she knew somehow would happen again in the future, 'there are going to be times when he has to do this,' she thought, her chin hit the table as she slid back and forth. Orgasms abounded, 'he is a phenomenon!' She told herself happily.

Stephen rang her that night whilst she and Dimitri were sat on his sofa, demanding that she returned home, she told him it wasn't possible, that, 'she would be not able to do anything for the next week, and to stop ringing her, there was too much to think about,' she said. Sara turned her phone off, and never heard her husband start to tell her of the DVD.

Dimitri scorned him for being such a fucking wimp; Sara didn't really like that but said nothing. She was lovingly cuddled into him, she had never experienced such a powerful man and it turned her insides out. He drew her somehow, it was like an old car being lifted inexorably by an electronic magnet, she had no repulsing mechanism, he turned it on, she was pulled in. That night she slept with his prick in her mouth, he told her to do it, she did!

The next day Sara was given a guided tour of his home, she had only seen the bedroom, bathroom, hall, kitchen and sitting room. Now she was seeing it for what it was, it was a huge mansion type of home, magnificent, beautiful and huge, there were at least 8 bedrooms, she lost count. Several reception rooms. 

Then he opened a door and took her down to the cellar, it was a sex dungeon, 'this is where I like to have private fun Sara,' he showed her all sorts of sexual items, some of which she had no idea of what they were for, there was also a frame thing for holding people in, this intrigued her, it was square about 10ft all sides, there were various straps and chains attached to it, she could see there was a motor attached as well, this she worked out as being able to spin the metal frame with someone in it, it made her shiver, but a tingle emitted from her pussy too.

'I don't think I quite like it down here Dimitri?' she told him softly, but unable to take her eyes off the frame. He saw the look in her eyes and her reaction; he was okay with everything else.

'You will never be made to come down here Sara, what happens in here is, and always will be consensual, that is a golden promise, okay?' He said. She was happy with this statement, but the frame had lodged itself in her mind, 'that could be serious fun?' She thought, and giggled to herself. 

He next took her to a locked door upstairs, he used a key and also there was key pad on the door jamb, he pressed several buttons and it opened, it was an office, equipped with all sorts of computers, phones, and other electrical devices, there were also many drawers, and cupboards. 'This is my private domain Sara, and no one but no one is allowed in, even if I have the door open no one enters ever.' He said it with an authority she understood. He took her though his gardens and made love to her on a bench swing seat that rocked back and forth as he drove her to more orgasms.

The next day he went to work, he had told her to live her life as normal but not to contact her husband; he would deal with him he told her. I know you are a member of two women's association things, do what you wish, I will be home by 9pm at the latest, I expect you to be dressed appropriately for me. He kissed her and left.

Sara was knocked out by his home, her home? She wondered around it, she was going anywhere today, she was going to explore, she tried the door to his office, a light flashed above it, it made her jump, he would know! It went out after a while and she breathed a sigh of relief. She trailed around the house every where, it was amazing, stunning and she loved it, but nagging in her mind was the cellar and that frame, she found herself going down the steps. She stopped and looked at it, she checked everything, it was as she had thought, she stepped on it and stretched out her arms and legs, she imagined being in it and her pussy jangled at the thought of him using her to whatever ends, it thrilled her.

That night she met him at the door in the slinkiest negligee's she wore, high backless heels, stockings, open crotch panties, no bra, hair piled on her beautiful head, and perfectly made up, he charged her and fucked her hard on the floor of the hallway. Sara lost her breath such was his intensity, he didn't seem to see her, he literally just banged away at her, it was fabulous, she wrapped herself around him and held on while he blew a huge wad of cum into her, her back was bruised and scratched, but she didn't care, she loved being there for him, and she knew he did too, 'you can't pretend this sort of enthusiasm?' She said to herself, as she bounced on the floor, slowly being driven across it.

That night at dinner he told her her husband had resigned, and he had left, he had been given a generous severance pay out. He didn't tell her that he had threatened to report Dimitri for insider trading; he was now in hospital regretting his out burst, and had promised to keep his big mouth shut for good! A divorce would be sought he said, they would marry and she would carry his children. It was all said in a matter of fact way, it amused Sara, but she knew he meant it, and suddenly she wanted it too, greatly. They made manic love all week all over the house, in the gardens, the garage, on top of his cars, and in them, she was battered and wonderfully bruised and beaten. Sara was alive totally, she blessed the day he had forced her to him and took her from her previous life.

On the Friday morning before he left for work he told her he would be away for the weekend on business, she asked if she could go with him. 

'No,' he said, 'I have a task for you; a car will pick you up from here at 2pm this afternoon. You will dress in that micro mini skirt, the tiny top, and heels, nothing else.'

'What, why, what for?' she asked nervously.

'Because I have just told you to, you will be taken to an apartment, given a key and you will enter and wait, someone will be there at 5pm, you are to impart no knowledge of who you are, except your first name, nothing more, or where you are from, and especially me. You will be there until midday Sunday when the car will collect you, this person is ultra important to me Sara, I want you to be nice, real nice to them Sara, understand me?'

'But Dimitri, I thought it was just me and you, is this sort of thing a part of us too?'

'Sara do what I say, please?' he asked, his eye brows lifting in question. She looked at him in shock, he was sending her to have sex with a stranger, what was going on?

'Yes Dimitri, I will do what you want, I don't know why but I will.' But she did know why, it was because he had told her, asked her, there was nothing she would ever refuse him now, she was all the way in, totally!

She dressed as he had said, and made herself look as good as she ever had, put a few things in a bag, she saw a 12 pack of condoms in there, she hadn't bought them, so Dimitri must have. She put in a change of underwear, make up, and odds and ends, and waited for the car, her mind was in excited turmoil.

She arrived at the appointed hour, it had been a 2 hour drive, the driver never spoke once.

She entered, looked around, it was an untidy place, expensively furnished but untidy. At 5.05 she heard a key turning, she got up from the sofa and stood in a provocative pose, she had no inkling of who and what was to happen, she had to be nice, so that meant, real nice in her mind, sex!

Unknowingly her back was to the large window and she was sunlit from behind, her pose was magnificent.

The young man that entered stopped in his tracks. 'Who are you? He asked, 'how did you get in?'

'I was given a key and told to be here to meet you,' she said as she slowly closed the gap between them. In her heels she was 2 or 3 inches taller than he, but he was heavier.

'Who told you to meet me?

'A friend, I can't tell you who, I am not allowed.'

'And what are you here for?' he asked quietly, he was nervous.

Sara stepped closer to him; she was about 2 feet away.

'You,' she said, 'I'm here for you.' She told him with a gleam in her eyes, and seductive smile on her lips. She was liking her role, she was beginning to toy with him, he only looked about 18 years old, she was dead right!

'Me? You are here for me, for what purpose?' His voice was shaky.

'For this,' she said, stepped closer and kissed him softly, he didn't respond he was rooted to the spot. Sensing his uneasiness, Sara closed right in put her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. His head was upturned to hers, she had the ascendancy. Looking past his shoulder she guided him backwards to the bedroom.

She got him to the bed and as she pushed him down she climbed on top of him. She said in the most beguiling way, 'do you like what you see honey?'

'Yes, yes I do,' he gurgled, unable to resist the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Sara pulled her top down and revealed her magnificent breasts, taking his hands she placed them on her and made him go around in circles, her nipples had never been harder or bigger, and they were definitely in ultra sensitive mode, she gasped and closed her eyes when he gripped them in his fingers, she leaned forward and kissed him gently.

'Do you want me, hmmm, do you?' She whispered into his mouth, already knowing the answer, there was no way he could resist her, she was in total command of the situation and she liked it.

'Yes,' he gurgled again.

'Good,' Sara said, get up and take your clothes off for me baby,' she told him.

He did in record time, Sara smiled at his eagerness, but she was also excited at the occasion between them, she didn't even know his name. She pushed him back onto the bed, dropped her skirt, and climbed back on, she studied his prick, it wasn't as big as Dimitiri's but it was a decent size, then she noticed his skin, it was almost the same as Dimitiri's, Sara knew who he was, his son, or relative! 'Now I know why I am here, he is virgin?' she guessed. 'Well I'll do as he has requested of me then.' 

Sara lay next to him, put her arm around his shoulders and kissed him as passionately as she could, he melted under it, he felt for her nipples, they were still rock hard and begging her for action. She took his fully erect cock in her soft all knowing hand and started jacking him off in the most tantalising way she could, he was moving and moaning under her, she lifted her head, looked at him quizzically. 

'Do you want to cum for me baby, hmmm?' He could only nod his head as he scrambled at her nipples, her eyes closed again as the feeling ripped through her, she squeezed herself to him in arousal, but forced herself to relax, this was for him, she told herself. Suddenly he jerked his hips, his head and legs left the bed, Sara opened her right eye and looked down, she pointed his prick to one side and saw a long jet of cum shoot by in her field of vision, 'if it had been coloured I would have said that that was a rainbow.' She said in her beautiful head. She slowed and softened her pace, she new how sensitive a boys prick could be, cum dribbled from the end of it and mixed into her fingers, it lubricated her movements, he dropped under her and relaxed.

Sara was seriously aroused now, her stranger lover had got her going simply by behaving in the way he had. She kissed him again, both sharing each others breath, it was as sexy as hell. She knew he would have to wait a while to recover but she remembered her first lover, he had been ready again in moments, Sara hoped this would be the same, she needed a cock in her and quick! She still twiddled his young prick, and reflected on what was happening, what she was doing, she knew now that this wouldn't be the last time this sort of thing occurred, and she would do it again too for him, and for her she sniggered.

His prick jumped in her hand, 'here we go,' she thought happily, she had him upright in seconds and raring to go. She took a condom from the bag and put it on him, then she lifted a long leg over and down she went, he slid into her slick pussy and she was all the way down and he was all the way in. Sara fucked him unceremoniously, kissing him as she went, he returned to the attack on her nipples, this got her full attention, her eyes closed as the sensation of his cock and fingers took its toll of her senses. Soon it was her moaning and rocking on him, searching for the orgasm that she knew would blow her apart; she tried to control herself, but gave up the moment that that familiar tingle let her know it was there. Her orgasm built itself up into an unstoppable surge, it rolled and crashed through her live huge waves on the sea shore, it battered her into submission, she never heard herself cry out as it finished her off.

She opened her eyes to see him looking at her intently, she was in his young arms, and she felt sated and contented.

'Hi,' she whispered as she pecked his lips.

'Hi yourself,' he answered, 'are you going to tell me who you are now please?'

She looked at him for a long moment, he deserved to know, but she couldn't tell him. 'I'm sorry I can't do that, but I am here for the weekend, and I am yours that's all I can say.'

'Can I know your name then?' he asked.

'It's Sara, what's yours?'

'Don't you know? He asked incredulously. 'It's Walid, Walid Astronkis.' He told her. This was the confirmation of what she thought she knew already.

'Well Walid, I am very happy and pleased to meet you.' She said, and followed it with another kiss.

'Not half as much as I am,' he told her with enthusiasm.

'How old are you Walid?' his answer again confirmed, he was 18 yesterday.

'Am I your first woman Walid?' His downward look told her it was so, he was a little embarrassed. She pulled him to her, and said softly, 'its okay we all have a first time baby, but I hope you feel yours was at least a little special?' He smiled at her gratefully, and said.

'You had better believe it Sara, you are so beautiful, so gorgeous and sexy, I can't believe you are here with me, its fantastic.'

'Like I said baby, I'm here all weekend for you if you want me to be?' she teased him knowing what his answer was going to be.

'Of course I do Sara, but I'm not too sure about er, ah, er well you know.' He said very quietly.

'Its okay darling, leave everything to me, before I leave you, you will be a man among men, and all knowing, I promise.' She told him lovingly. He beamed at her words, she had never had a man, or in this case a boy so young, all her lovers had all been older than her, but she liked it, and she liked him, again she thanked Dimitri for taking her away from her other life. 

They made love twice more that night, he was learning to be more assertive and he had actually made love to and fucked Sara long and hard before they went to sleep, he was no where near his fathers levels, but he was good, very good, and Sara had many orgasms under him.

The next morning she made him go in the shower, 'you stink,' she laughed at him, 'and so do you,' she told herself, and giggled. Then she followed him in, they were in there for 2 hours, he had his first blow job, Sara completely over whelmed him, he had no answer to her, she just took him, and he had no idea either that he had been deep throated, but he knew when he blew his lot, he emptied himself totally into Sara's unremitting mouth, he loved it, he loved her.

She made him get to his knees when he had got over it, 'my turn now,' she told him and guided his face to her glass smooth pussy, her lips tasted like honey to him, he began to kiss it, then lick it, soon he was tonguing her, and holding her tight to the wall while he gained more and more confidence, he was attacking her in a forceful but controlled way, she was having an orgasm every few seconds, and soon she was crying out to him and sinking to her knees in the water as she collapsed from it all.

They dried of after much more loving and antagonising the other with touches, caresses, and kisseing, they returned to bed, where they rested and loved, she was very comfortable with him, 'he really is such a wonderful boy, he is a credit to his father, but what will he think when he finds out I am, or soon will be his step mother?' She put the thought to the back of her mind when she felt him tickling her bum hole. 'Uh huh, like father like son?' she silently laughed.

'How old are you Sara?' he asked.

'28, is that okay with you?'

'Sure,' he replied, still at her back hole, she liked what he was doing.




Sara's Wonderful Blackmail



'Do you want me there Walid,' she asked him, looking him in the eye.

'Yes, but do we have to use a thingy, a condom, he asked, not looking at her, she smiled at his unsurity.

'No we don't, not at all, go and get some lotion or something greasy and slippy,' she told him. He came back with some hair lotion, some suntan oil and olive oil. She laughed and took the hair lotion. 

'Use this Walid, work it all over your cock and put some into my bum,' he was all fingers and thumbs so Sara took over and soon he was gasping for breath in the excitement of her.

Sara got to her knees and lay her head in her arms, and said, 'now Walid do me gently, don't rush and be careful remember where you are and where you are going'

His first thrust sent him all the way in, his father had opened her up, it was no problem taking him, she pushed back at him and in seconds they were both lost in the moment, they both began humping at the other, an orgasm hit her, she reached under her and collected his balls with practised fingers, and started to drive him on, he bellowed and rammed her flat on her face with his last violent thrust into her ass. Sara could feel his cum fill her, 'oh how I love that,' she whispered, as it creamed its way into her, a final orgasm sent her over the edge, she put her arms behind her and held him to her until he had finished jerking in her.

'This boy is a definite chip off the old block,' she thought, he has his fathers attributes; he knows what he wants already, even if he doesn't recognise it yet.' They headed back into the bathroom and this time they shared a bath. His confidence was growing by the minute and she loved the way he was playing with her, seeking out all her best bits, the bits she liked the most, he had her moaning and groaning and begging him to leave her be to get her breath back.

That night he was at her all the time, hardly leaving her for a moment, he was constantly in her somewhere, he 69nd her, she 69nd him, he worshipped her beautiful pussy, and Sara gloried in the fact that this young boy was so enamoured with her that his prick hardly had the time to go down. The last time was the most precious, she had told him that, 'she wouldn't probably be able to see him again in this situation,' and asked him to remember her as she was this weekend. 'I don't know when I will see you but I will sometime in the future,' she promised him. The lovemaking was at its highest, he took forever with her, prolonging the final moment, the final act of them copulating, it was her best ever as far as Sara was concerned in the fact that he was just a boy, he was a man now.

She left him, both were sad, he more so, he wanted her to stay with him, 'that will never be Walid, one day I hope you may understand?' He didn't, but let her go before he cried over her departure. He still had no idea of who she was, or who had sent her to him, she was obviously a late birthday present, who from, his father maybe? He would ask, but he knew asking him such a thing wouldn't earn him any brownie points.

Sara returned to her new home a little downhearted, Dimitri wasn't there, he called and said he would be back around 9 that night, 'be ready for me Sara, I have missed you,' he told her. That gave her around 6 hours to get over what had happened with Walid, she went to bed and slept, when she awoke it was 8pm, she quickly showered and dressed and was ready for him and she was looking forward to seeing him again, the blues from the afternoon had evaporated.

He made her realise what a difference there was between himself and Walid, Walid was eager and unsure, lacking a little in knowledge and surety. But not Dimitri, he plowed into Sara like it was there first time, he took her everywhere that night, and in the morning Sara knew she was pregnant, her period had been due yesterday, there were no signs of it, she just knew, it was as if someone had written to her in her head.

She told Dimitri what she knew, he was for the first time since she met him, struck dumb. He had nothing to say, but then it dawned on him, he was going to be a father, again! His happiness made Sara know how much he did love her. In less then 2 weeks, she had gone from a then loving housewife, to a blackmailed submissive, to a willing lover, soon to be mother, and also soon to be wife.

Her life was complete, eventually she was introduced to his son, though no introductions were necessary, Sara blushed highly when they shook hands. Dimitri stood by and glowed, Walid had accepted his fathers gift, and now Sara was to be his step mum. And Dimitri still sent her on a couple of missions, one being a Chinese financial minister, who would open closed doors for his company and make huge profits, Sara did it all willingly but said after 4 months, no more until our baby is at least 3 years old she told him.

He readily agreed, and Sara was happy, she also received a private message from Walid.