5 comments/ 144303 views/ 28 favorites Wife Gets Blackmailed Ch. 01 By: jdrew2001 WARNING-- This story depicts group sex, bdsm, humiliation and forced sexual activities, extramarital sex, and several fetishes such as spanking all engaged in by a slut wife. The wife does not make love to the other men nor do they make love to her. They fuck, pure and simple. If you are looking for the monogamous couple spicing things up with each other type of story while rainbows and butterflies appear overhead there are a few good ones that were recently posted. This is not one of them. The husband is not a cuckold and there are no cream pies. If any of that is not for you then please move on and read something else and spare me the comments that show you were unable to even comprehend this first paragraph. I purposely typed this paragraph slowly so that those who persist in posting and sending childish comments can follow it better. I will respond to all sensible e-mails but if you feel compelled to send a childish e-mail when you do please also send me a link to the stories you have contributed here or elsewhere so that I can learn how to improve my writing. The two principal characters in this story are my wife, Ann, and Henry, a guy who works for a company for which Ann had done some business consulting in the past. Ann was a typical monogamous, sexually uninteresting spouse up until about year ago. We had done some kinky things earlier in our marriage but as time went on the sex got to be pretty plain. At that I time I decided that I was going to transform her into the slut wife that I always wanted and started to do so by preparing adventures that she was to perform when she was out of town on her regular business trips. Generally I would prepare a letter that Ann was to give the man or men she picked up that detailed how they were to use her for their pleasure. At first I had to just about coerce Ann to do what I wanted but as time went on she became more willing and recently has been challenging me to come up with wilder and kinkier adventures for her. Before getting on with the story let me describe Ann. She is 5'2" and weighs 115 pounds. She has brown eyes and medium length brown hair that at times looks reddish in certain light. Her skin is very pale and she has reddish freckles on her tits and shoulders. Her breasts are a natural B cup topped with light brown/pinkish nipples which get a little more than a half an inch long when she is aroused. Ann has a very, very thin waist which gives her a classic hourglass figure and an ass to die for. She does not have any tattoos or piercings and now keeps her pussy shaved. We never had children so Ann's pussy is nice and tight and there are no stretch marks. Ann has a killer smile and while she was in college finished as first runner-up in the Miss (fill in name of your favorite college cause I'm not going to tell you) competition. Ann had originally become acquainted with Henry when her firm did some consulting for the company that employed Henry. They had interacted during those projects but the relationship had always been about business. Ann liked to keep her business affairs separate from her sex life because even though she was now a hot wife when it came to sex with a wide variety of men and many kinks she thought that mixing business and sex would get complicated. Also doing so would not be good for her career prospects as the company she worked for was owned by an older gentleman who was a Christian Fundamentalist who was very big on family values. As a result of one of her sexual adventures, Ann had wound up agreeing to star in a bdsm scene at a local swingers club we visit from time to time. That is where she crossed paths with Henry again. The bdsm scene featured Ann being tethered to a bondage bench and then tormented with electro sex equipment. (For more see the story entitled, Wife's BDSM Scene). Ann was naked except for her CFM heels on the stage at the club and had put wrist, ankle and thigh cuffs on her body along with a bondage collar and belt. She had struggled to insert a huge butt plug and still had an equally large dildo to go when the dom running the scene asked for a volunteer from the audience to help Ann and selected Henry. Apparently Henry and the dom, Paul, had been in the Army Reserves together and Paul had invited Henry to the scene as he knew that Henry had an interest in such things and was in town for some business meetings. Ann was startled when Henry greeted her as someone he knew previously. When Ann remembered that they were business acquaintances she became uncomfortable because she tried hard to keep her business life separate from her now wild sex life. She had no choice in the matter however as the dom was in charge and as Henry had already seen her naked and preparing herself for a bdsm scene that cat was not going back in the bag anyway. During the course of the bdsm scene Henry became intimately acquainted with Ann in that he tethered her naked body to the bondage bench, forced the huge dildo inside of her after having to spank her pussy to get her to cooperate, attached clamps to her pussy lips and clit and finally blindfolded her. During the course of these activities Henry played freely with Ann's body and brought her close to orgasm several times but denied her a final release. When the first part of Ann's scene was finished Henry removed the dildo and butt plug from Ann and released her from her bondage. Ann wound up giving him a blow job and swallowing his cum. Ann did not speak with Henry again that night and had not heard anything from him since. She assumed that Henry knew the swinger club protocol about not talking about who you saw there with outsiders. It was a Thursday morning when Ann's boss called her into his office and said that they had just received a new consulting assignment from the company where Henry worked. Her boss said that the client had asked for her specifically to be included as part of the team and that they would not sign the contract if she was not available. Ann said that she could arrange her schedule to be available. She was happy that she would be getting credit for bringing in such a new assignment and hoped that would be remembered when it came time for bonuses to be awarded. "They want you to fly down this Sunday and spend a week working out the details of the project. This guy Henry something or other will be your contact. Apparently he just got promoted," her boss said. "I remember Henry," Ann said, "He and I worked together on the last two projects we did for them." Of course, Ann did not mention the other way that she remembered Henry or how his cock felt in her mouth as his cum squirted down her throat. Ann wrapped up her meeting with her boss and went to talk to her assistant about re-arranging her schedule. She wondered from time to time what it would be like to work on a business project with a man who had done the things to her that Henry had and saw the things that Henry had seen being done to her. Friday was spent on getting organized for the trip and Ann and Henry exchanged e-mails and phone calls about the project and her visit. Everything was focused on business and Ann relaxed as she thought that Henry knew to keep what had happened between them confidential. Because Ann's trip was only days away and her schedule so full I did not put together an adventure for her. With no need to take 'slut' wear to pick up men, Ann packed only normal business attire. Expensive suits, silk blouses, Hermes scarves and a full complement of bras, panties and panty hose. No CFM heels, just conservative 2" pumps. Ann's assistant worked with her counterpart at Henry's company to make the arrangements and Ann's schedule had her flying out early afternoon on Sunday with a return flight at 11AM on the following Saturday. Ann would be going alone because Henry's company did not want to pay for extra people until the project details were agreed. Sunday came and Ann and I made love leisurely before having breakfast. After that Ann showered and finished packing. She was ready when the livery car appeared at our door to take her to the airport. We kissed and I watched her hot ass jiggle as she walked down the sidewalk and got into the car. Henry's company had a car waiting for her at the airport and Ann was soon at her hotel. The desk gave her a note saying that Henry would pick her up for dinner at 7PM and she went up to her room and got her things unpacked. A few minutes before seven she went down to the lobby and saw that Henry was already waiting for her. He greeted her warmly and as they shook hands he said, "We seem to be meeting under various circumstances lately," and winked. Ann just smiled at Henry's oblique reference to what she hoped would remain their shared secret of their prior meeting. Before moving on with the story let me describe Henry. Basically, Henry is a big guy. You could almost call him a bear of a man. He is around 6'4" and at least 250 pounds. He has dark hair and a dark beard and a rugged Scandinavian look about him. When he stands next to Ann he towers over her and she confessed that she found him somewhat intimidating. Ann said that dinner was wonderful with Henry the perfect business host. As they waited for dessert Henry reached into his briefcase and gave Ann a manila folder with what he said was a draft of the proposed agreement between their two companies about the consulting project. She put it aside and said she would have a look at it when she got back to her room and they could begin to discuss it in the morning. They finished their coffee and Henry drove Ann back to her hotel. "I will have a car pick you up at 9:00AM," Henry said as Ann was opening her door. Ann thanked him for dinner and went up to her room. Ann changed into her jammies and got into bed. She opened the manila folder and started to read. The 'draft' as Henry called it was actually a very comprehensive document that would need little, if any, work to be finished. Ann wondered why Henry's company had wanted her to be there for a week when there was clearly not that much work left to be done. The last few pages were some schedules and Ann skimmed through them quickly. When she turned over the last page she found a white business size envelope. It had the words, "For Ann's Eyes Only," on the front. Ann tore open the envelope and pulled out seven photographs. The photos were from the club the night of her bdsm scene. She was naked in all of them and her face was clearly visible. Other people could be seen in the background or standing near Ann in some of the photos. All of them were fully clothed. Ann looked more closely and saw that the bondage bench and the cuffs on her wrists and thighs could be clearly seen as could the wide leather belt around her waist and the thick collar around her neck. The last two photos showed Ann tethered to the bench with her legs spread wide and the dildo and butt plug protruding from her nether region. Ann trembled as she looked through the photographs again. She did not know how Henry was able to take them as she had not seen any camera or similar device in his hands when they interacted at her bdsm scene. There was no note with the photos and Ann tried to figure out why Henry had given them to her. Was it his way of saying thanks for the memories? Did he want her to give him another blowjob like she had that night? Would he want to fuck her? Ann thought about the possibilities and decided that she would find out tomorrow so there was no point in worrying about it tonight. After all, even if Henry wanted sex it was not like she had not fucked and sucked a lot of guys since her sexual metamorphosis had begun a little over a year ago even though this would be sex in the business context that she had worked hard to avoid. The car was on time the next morning and Ann was at Henry's office in a few minutes. Henry's assistant greeted her and took her to a conference room, got her some coffee and said that Henry would be in shortly. A few minutes later Henry came in and greeted Ann with a handshake. "Sleep well?" he asked. Ann replied in the affirmative and then Henry asked Ann if she had read the draft. She said that she had and was puzzled why they wanted her here for the week as what was left to do could be finalized in a few hours. "I assume you saw the pictures," Henry said. "I was going to ask you about those," Ann said, "how did you take them, I never saw a camera or even a cellphone?" "Oh, I have an engineering background and spent a few years working on some projects involving miniaturization. The camera lens and some electronics fit on the glasses I had in my pocket and the images get sent to my cell phone. I have a couple of more pictures and even a few minutes of video of you screaming and writhing on the bench. Do you want to see it?" Henry said. "So what does all this mean?" Ann asked although she already had a good idea. "It means you belong to me, you are going to be my fuck slut whenever, wherever and with whomever I say," Henry replied. "And if I refuse?" "Then the photos and the video go to the guy who owns your company. I understand that he is pretty far out there. I saw where he just gave a couple of mil to one of the praise the lord colleges so he would not be happy to know that he had a slut working for him." Ann knew she had no choice as her career would be short lived if Henry sent the photos and video to her company. She also knew that my company had just announced that they were cutting bonuses by a significant amount due to the recession and that our finances would be in dire straights without her keeping her job. Ann took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. She thought that Henry was right. She was a slut based on everything that she had done the last twelve months and that it would not be a big deal to fuck him. After all, it would be just one more guy. The only difference here would be that she would be fucking someone on the business side of her life which would be something new and something she had avoided doing until now. "If I agree, there are some limits my husband and I have on my extracurricular activities," Ann said. "Really," Henry said, "I thought after watching the bdsm scene that you could not possibly have any limits. That's what attracted me to you so much." Ann gave Henry a quick overview of her sexual exploits over the past year and set out the limits we had imposed. No scat or water sports, condoms whenever someone was fucking her ass or pussy and nothing that could permanently mark or injure her. "I can handle that," Henry said. "How long do I have to do this?" Ann asked. "I don't know," Henry said, "You see my grandfather owns this company and he finally decided that I was experienced enough to run a part of it. I have the authority to hire consultants and such so I thought I would hire your firm regularly and be sure they put you on the team for 'client relationship purposes.' You get to score points with your company because we become a major client and I get your ass in exchange." "I can live with that," Ann said thinking that it may not be that bad of a deal. She was going to have to fuck and suck Henry anyway to keep him from sending the photos to her company and now she would bring in some new business as well. "Great," Henry said. "Let's get started." "Here?" Ann asked incredulously, "What if someone walks in?" "Don't worry," I locked the door and my staff knows not to disturb me when I am in conference. Come on over her and stand by me," Henry instructed. Ann walked over to the spot he indicated and Henry said, "Pull up your skirt and let me see what you have on underneath it." Ann reached down and took the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to her waist. It was a bit of a struggle because Ann's business suits were generally well tailored. Seeing Ann's panty hose and pale bikini panties Henry said, "Those will not do. From now on when you are here you will wear a garter belt and hose and no panties. Did you bring a garter belt and hose with you?" "No, I just brought my standard business clothes," Ann replied. "Not a problem, the driver is available to take you shopping as there are a few other things I want you to pick up," Henry said. "Get on your knees." Ann knew this was coming but she was shocked when she heard the command. She had given a lot of men blowjobs in the last year but this was different. Here she was dressed in one of her tailored two piece business suits and a silk blouse with a Hermes scarf knotted around her neck. Instead of a hotel room she was kneeling on the carpeted floor of a conference room in one of the best office buildings in the city. She presented a particularly erotic sight as she knelt before Henry in her business attire with her skirt still bunched above her waist. Henry pointed at his crotch and said, "I think you know what to do." Ann did and she deftly opened his zipper and took his partially hard cock out of his pants. She licked the head a few times and then sucked it into her mouth. Henry started to harden quickly and before he was completely hard Ann sucked his cock down into her throat. Henry moaned in response. Ann continued her ministrations and Henry was getting closer and closer to cumming. He grabbed her head and forced his cock into Ann's throat once again and she gagged as she struggled to keep up. Henry pulled her head back a little and then pushed her down on his cock. He continued to use her this way for another 30 seconds until he fired four jets of hot cum into Ann's wanting mouth. Ann kept her lips wrapped firmly around his shaft as she did not want any of the cum to leak out and get on her business attire and she swallowed his load quickly for the same reason. Henry started to soften and as he did Ann sucked the final bit of cum out of his cock and swallowed it down as well. Ann stood up, smoothed her skirt down and asked, "Now what?" "Well, you saw that the contract is pretty much done and it is generally fair to both sides so we do not have much real work to do," Henry said, "so you will have mostly other 'duties' while you are here this week." First is your shopping trip to get something else to wear under your skirts. The mall will be open soon and there is a Victoria's Secret there which should have what you need. When you are finished shopping return to the car and in the back seat strip off what you have on underneath your skirt now and replace it with what you bought. "What about the driver, won't he see what I am doing?" Ann exclaimed. "He probably will but it will not be the first time you are going to be on display," Henry replied. "After Victoria's Secret you are to go to one of the local sex toy shops and buy a pair of handcuffs, a paddle, a large vibrator, a ball gag, a pair of nipple clamps and the largest butt plug they have. Also, get whatever kind of whip you want used on you and I mean a whip and not a flogger, I want something you will feel." Ann suddenly realized that this was not going to be just sucking and fucking and was likely going to be much worse than she imagined. "How do I find that kind of place, I am not from around here?" "I guess you will have to ask the driver if he knows a place." Ann blushed as she realized how embarrassed she would be asking the driver to take her to a sex toy shop or whatever euphemisms she could think of for it. "Your last stop will be the drugstore to get a couple of dozen condoms, a tube or two of sex lube and some enemas." Ann's embarrassment continued to grow as she pictured the knowing looks she would get while she bought those items and the clerks at the drugstore realized that she was going to get fucked in the ass. "When you are done come back here with all of your purchases and we will have lunch." Wife Gets Blackmailed Ch. 01 Ann just hung her head in embarrassment. She had worked so hard to cultivate her business image and now she was being forced to sully that image by running the errands Henry had specified for her. "Any questions?" Henry asked. "No," Ann replied in a smallish voice. "OK, then on your way. I will have my assistant notify the driver and he will pick you up at the main entrance." Ann walked haltingly down the hall with her mind swimming with a multitude of thoughts. She knew that Henry had blown a hole in the divide that she had erected so carefully between her business life and her increasingly wild sex life. She wondered how long she would have to do what Henry wanted and if she would be able to keep most of her sex life private from her business life. She also felt the humiliation welling up inside of her as she thought about the tasks that Henry had set out for her. That humiliation, however, was turning Ann on and she felt her pussy getting wet as her natural juices flowed from her core. The car was waiting when Ann reached the door. The driver opened the back door and Ann slid into the rear passenger seat. "Where to?" the driver asked and she told him to take her to the mall that Henry said was close by. "What store are you going to so I know which entrance to drop you off at?" the driver inquired. Ann squirmed as she tried to figure out how to answer but then she remembered that Henry told her to change in the car so she figured the driver would know her destination soon enough. "Vi—ictoria's Secret," Ann said quietly. "Right away," the driver said as he looked Ann over again in the rear view mirror. Ann shuddered because she knew that the driver would soon see a lot more of her. They arrived at the mall and the driver stopped at one of the entrances. He got out of the car, opened the door for Ann and helped her out. "I will try to wait here," the driver said, "unless security chases me away and if they do I will stay close so I can drive back here when I see you come out." Ann looked ahead as she walked towards the mall entrance and could see the reflection of the driver in the glass doors. He was watching her as she walked and Ann could not help to think, "Hang on buddy, you will likely see much more very soon." She walked into the mall, found a directory and looked to see where Victoria's Secret was located. Ann got her bearings, sometimes hard with the 'you are here' thing they put on mall maps, and figured out which corridor to take to her destination. There was only one other woman shopping in Victoria's Secret when Ann arrived and she quickly was able to find a couple of garter belts and hose. She opted for conservative hose because she expected to continue to wear her business attire and did not want hose with a seam up the back or with a wild pattern. Ann paid for her items, took the bag from the clerk and started to walk back to where the car was waiting. She suddenly realized that as soon as she got into the car she would have to do two humiliating things; ask the driver to take her to a sex toy shop and strip off her panty hose and panties and put on a garter belt and hose. Ann walked out of the mall and saw that the driver was waiting for her. She took a deep breath and opened the door to the car and got in. "Where to now?" the driver asked and Ann was on the spot. "Errr, I need to get a gag gift for someone, is there an adult bookstore nearby that sells novelties like toys?" Ann sheepishly asked. She saw the driver looking back at her in the rear view mirror and she cringed at what he must be thinking, first Victoria's Secret, now a sex shop. "Yea, there used to be a place a couple of miles from here but it's not the greatest section of town," the driver replied as he continued to stare at Ann's reflection in the mirror. The driver put the car into gear and started to drive out of the mall parking lot. Ann took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She opened the bag and pulled out one of the garter belts and hose and put them on the seat next to her. Ann wriggled around a bit trying to get her skirt up around her hips but it was just too tailored and her sitting position made it too difficult. When she glanced up she could see the driver stealing glances at her and the flush of embarrassment in her cheeks reddened. Ann decided to change tactics and first slipped off her shoes. Next she pulled her skirt up as far as she could and forced her hands up under the hem. She grabbed the waist band of her panty hose and started to pull them down. Just then the car moved to the right as the driver took a turn and Ann slid down on the seat until she was almost on her back. Her legs came up at the same time so that her calves were parallel with the bottom seat cushion. The shift in position had caused Ann's skirt to finally bunch up around her hips but allowed her no modesty as the driver and anyone looking into the car would have an unimpeded view of her panty clad pussy and partially covered legs. Ann pulled the legs of her panty hose off one at a time and was finally bare legged. She paused for only a moment before she grabbed the sides of her blue bikini panties and slid them down her legs as well. Ann suddenly realized exactly how wet her pussy had become as the scent of her own arousal hit her nostrils. She shuddered as she knew that the driver would also soon smell how hot she had become. Ann did not know why but the deeper her humiliation, the more turned on she became. Throwing any attempt at modesty to the wind Ann fumbled around with her right hand until she located the garter belt she had placed on the seat. She had slid down on it partially and had to raise her hips to pull it free which gave the driver an even better view of her bald, naked pussy. Ann pulled her knees up to her chest and slipped her feet into the garter belt and drew it up her legs. She raised her hips even higher to pull the garter belt fully into position and kept them elevated while she adjusted its position. Satisfied that it was in place Ann lowered herself back onto the seat and grabbed one of the stockings. She rolled it up most of the way and slipped her right foot into it. Ann slowly pulled it up the length of her right leg and then attached the clips at the top having to again raise her hips to give her fingers access to the clip at the back of the garter belt. Ann repeated the process for her left leg. A final raise of her hips allowed Ann to pull her bunched up skirt down a little although much of her thighs remained visible. Ann suddenly realized that the car had stopped moving and that the driver had parked at their second destination. She looked up and saw that the driver had turned around and was looking directly at her. "Enjoy the show?" she asked sarcastically. "The company wants me to keep an eye on my passengers," the driver replied with an equal touch of sarcasm in his voice. "We are at the adult boutique I told you about," the driver continued. Ann glanced out of the right window of the car and saw an older, run down building with some neon signs in front announcing that they had arrived at the Luv Shack. The driver had been right, the neighborhood was so-so at best and Ann shuddered as she thought about the kind of patrons this kind of a place attracted in a neighborhood like this. The driver remotely popped the locks and Ann opened the door not waiting for him to do so. She smoothed her skirt down the rest of the way and started to walk purposefully towards the door. Ann opened the door of the store tentatively and stepped inside. The front part of the store was brightly lit and clearly showed the peeling paint on the walls and the otherwise general state of disrepair. There were three other customers, all men, milling about in the front part of the store looking at the novelties, videos and magazines. The previously bored clerk behind the counter perked up when he saw Ann and said, "Welcome, Sweetie, can I help you?" He said it loudly enough that the other patrons heard him and Ann suddenly had several sets of eyes focused on her. "Nnnooo, I just want to look around," Ann said in a halting voice as her humiliation had now reached epic proportions. Not only did she look totally out of place in her expensive, tailored business suit but she was the only woman in the store and to top it off the only white person. The customers were all black men and the clerk appeared to be Latino. Ann walked over to where she saw some of the sex toys displayed and was sure that her face had never been as red as it was now. She was also sure that her pussy had never been wetter as the humiliation had caused the flood gates to open and her juices were now starting to flow down the insides of her creamy thighs. Ann thought that she could still smell her own arousal even with her skirt pulled down and prayed that none of the other patrons would be able to do so. Looking over the display of restraints Ann quickly selected a pair of handcuffs. Holding them in her hands she moved over to the next rack and selected a ball gag like the one that had been used on her before. Next came the nipple clamps and as Ann did not know the differences between the various types she selected a pair of the clover type not knowing that once they were on the more the wearer struggled the tighter their bite became. With her hands getting full Ann tried to continue her shopping as she felt that each time she chose an item the eyes of the other shoppers focused on her more and more. She looked around and felt the flush of her embarrassment in her cheeks. Not having any options she took a deep breath and moved over to where the butt plugs were displayed. The choice was simple. Henry said to get the largest one they had and she quickly looked over the selection and found the biggest plug. Fortunately for Ann it was not one of the super sized ones you see on the net but it was still intimidating. A hard black plastic invader just over eight inches long and about two and a half inches wide at its thickest. Her hands were now full and she had no choice but to walk over to the counter and put down the items. "Quite a selection you have there," the clerk said with a smirk as Ann walked away deliberately saying, "I have a few more things to get." "Take your time," the clerk replied in a voice loud enough for the other patrons to hear. The whips were hanging on the opposite wall and Ann walked across the store with her heels making a loud clicking sound as she did. She stopped in front of the display and tried to decide which would be the instrument of her torture. Ann remembered Henry's words that she was to get a whip and not a flogger and something that she would feel and tried to select one that would fit those parameters but still minimize her pain, if there was such a thing. Ann thought that a shortish bullwhip would fit the bill and reached up to try to get it down but even with her business heels she could not quite reach it. She tried again to reach it and again came up short. She was just getting ready for another attempt when she heard a voice behind her saying, "Let me help you with that little lady." Ann turned and saw that the voice was coming from a large black guy who at 6'4" towered over her. The man reached up and took down the whip and handed it to Ann asking, "Is this something that is going to be used on you or on somebody else?' "Onnn meee," Ann stammered as her mortification reached new heights. Her new helper's face broadened into a big smile as he said, "Well that is probably a good choice because it is not as long as some of the other whips and may not hurt as much." Ann cringed at his words as she visualized in her mind how it would feel as the whip she had just selected struck her tender skin over and over again. "So who is the lucky guy that will be using this on you?" the man asked and Ann swallowed a time or two before squeaking out the words, "a business associate." "Well I gotta get in that business for sure," the man replied smiling broadly. "Anything else I can help you get?" the man asked and Ann said that she also needed a paddle and a vibrator. "The paddles are right over here," the man said as he guided Ann by the elbow to another display. Ann's eyes darted quickly across the paddles as again she tried to find the one that would inflict the least pain. She also wanted to finish her business in the store and get out as soon as possible because she was becoming more and more humiliated and more and more aroused. Seeing a leather paddle that looked softer than some of the others and smaller as well at about 12 inches long and three inches high Ann reached out and took it from the rack. It was made of smooth black leather and Ann did not notice that the other side had the word "Slut" cut out of the leather. She also did not realize that that word would soon be imprinted on her ass when it felt the sting of the paddle. "Good choice," her shopping assistant intoned. "The vibrators are over there," the man said as he pointed to a display case. Ann walked over to the case and the clerk suddenly appeared to also assist her so now she had two leering men looking over her body while she was forced to select an assortment of sex toys and torture devices that would soon be used on her. Henry had only said to get a large vibrator so Ann quickly scanned the selection and pointed to one that was about eight inches and fairly thick. It was made out of a silicone type of material that gave it a pinkish color and supposedly made it feel like real skin. The clerk got it out of the case and handed it to Ann saying, "When this is inside of you it will feel like a real cock." Ann just gasped as she felt her embarrassment grow even more as she looked over her shoulder and saw that the other two customers were now standing just behind her a few feet so now she had four complete strangers watching her buy a vibrator that would soon be buried to the hilt in her dripping pussy. Not wanting to spend any more time than necessary Ann said, "Fine, I'll take it," and the men burst out laughing obviously getting her unintended double entendre. "I'm sure you will," the man who had helped her select the whip and paddle said as he ran one of his big hands over her left ass cheek. Ann jumped a bit at the unexpected touch and the man said, "Wish I could be there to see the whip used on you and to hear you scream." Ann just shuddered at his words knowing that they would soon be prophetic. She quickly got out her personal credit card and paid for her purchases and the clerk put them into a big pink shopping bag with 'Luv Shack' printed on the side. Wonderful, Ann thought, now everyone will know where I have been shopping. As the clerk was putting the items in the bag the paddle with 'slut' carved on one side got turned over and Ann stared at it intently. The clerk noticed her stare and said, "One of our better sellers. You can use the smooth side or this side to imprint on the person you are using it on," and he held up the side with 'slut' so she could see it clearly. Ann shuddered because she hated that word and knew that Henry and whoever else would wind up wielding the paddle would take great delight in marking her with it. She briefly thought about trying to exchange it for another paddle but she had already paid and wanted to get out of the store as quickly as possible. "Come back any time," the clerk said as Ann walked to the door, opened it and stepped out into the parking lot. The car was in the same spot and the driver popped the door locks when he saw Ann approaching. Ann opened the door and slid into the back seat. "Get everything you needed," the driver asked looking at Ann in the rear view mirror. "I think so." "Where to now?" the driver asked and Ann told him she needed to go to a drugstore. "No problem, there is one on the way back to the office." Ann slumped back in the seat as she felt her heart throbbing in her temples. Although her humiliation had begun to wane Ann's arousal did not. Somehow her humiliation had caused her pussy to lubricate even more and her inner thighs were now coated with her own juices. Ann debated whether she could slip a finger or two into her now slick pussy without the driver noticing but before she could decide she saw that they were pulling into a parking lot for one of the major chain drugstores. At least this is a better neighborhood Ann thought even though she knew that this errand would again have its share of humiliation. The driver found a space fairly close to the door and Ann got out of the car and walked into the drugstore. As she walked up and down the aisles her mind kept repeating the litany of 'enemas, condoms and lube.' Even the dumbest clerk is going to know I am buying supplies so I can get fucked in the ass Ann thought as humiliation again began to well up inside of her. She soon found the Fleet enemas and the sex lube and walked over to the condom display. As she viewed the selection she remembered that Henry had said to get a couple of dozen and as she took a 36 condom package into her hands laughed involuntarily when she realized that the clerk would not only know that she was going to get fucked in the ass but that she was going to get fucked a lot. Her shopping done Ann proceeded to the checkout line and was relieved to find that the clerk on duty was a younger guy which strangely made her feel more comfortable than she would have been had the clerk been a matronly type who reminded her of her mother who would certainly not approve of her daughter's purchases. "Find everything you need," the clerk said smilingly as he scanned his eyes up and down Ann's trim body no doubt trying to envision her naked and getting fucked in the ass. "Yes, I did," Ann replied as she handed over her credit card. The clerk completed the transaction, bagged her items and handed the bag to Ann saying, "Have a nice day." Ann breathed a sigh of relief as she walked out of the drugstore because even though she knew that whatever Henry had in store for her would not be easy it would at least not be public or so she assumed. The driver was standing by the car and opened the door for Ann and she got in the back seat. "Any more stops?" the driver asked and Ann just shook her head from side to side. In a few minutes the car was back at the entrance to Henry's office and Ann struggled for a bit trying to figure out how to hide where she had been shopping but the store logos emblazoned on the bags made that impossible so she just arranged the bags so they would be easy to carry and stepped out of the car and walked into the main entrance. She showed her pass at the security desk and was soon in the elevator on her way to see Henry. Although she had calmed down once the errands were done and she was back in the car she found her breathing was getting more rapid now as she expected that Henry would want to use the toys on her soon. She would, of course, not be disappointed in that regard. Henry met her at the elevator and quickly ushered her in to the conference room. "Let's see what you bought," Henry said as he poured the contents of the sex shop bag out on the conference table. "Hmmm, very nice," Henry said as he noticed the paddle with the word 'slut' on one side. He slapped it against his hand a few times and Ann cringed knowing that it would soon be striking her a lot harder. "I ordered lunch in so we would save time and you would be able to meet my staff," Henry said as he gestured towards the buffet that had been set up at the other end of the conference room. "Let's get you out of those clothes," Henry said as he slipped Ann's jacket off of her shoulders. Her Hermes scarf followed as did her skirt and blouse leaving her in only her bra which soon joined the pile of clothes at her feet. Ann was now naked except for her garter belt, hose and heels. Wife Gets Blackmailed Ch. 01 Ann stood there and trembled lightly as she felt the goose bumps form on her now exposed tits and she wondered what Henry had planned for her next. She did not have long to wonder as Henry took the handcuffs she had bought and quickly cuffed her hands behind her. She was now completely powerless to stop whatever Henry had planned for her and she waited nervously to see what that was. Henry next picked up the nipple clamps and commented how they were a good choice because they would tighten as she struggled and Ann berated herself in her mind for not making a better choice. Henry took her right nipple between his large fingers and squeezed it a few times until it hardened and then he tightly clipped the clamp on it. Ann jumped from the jolt of pain. Henry repeated the process with Ann's left nipple and again she jumped when the teeth of the clamp bit into her tender flesh. Ann just stood silently as she tried to get used to the pain the clamps were inflicting on her engorged nipples. Henry walked over to the phone and dialed his assistant. When she answered he asked her to have his staff join him in the conference room. It was only a few moments before there was a knock on the door and Ann cringed as she knew that whoever was on the other side of the door would soon she her naked. Henry opened the door and four guys filed in and looked at Ann approvingly. Ann blushed because with her hands cuffed behind her she had no way of shielding herself from their leering eyes. Henry introduced the four men, Jim, Brian, Pat and Isaac, to Ann. Isaac said, "Nice to see you again Ann," and Ann realized that Isaac was the black guy who helped her at the sex shop. "I had already arranged with the driver to take you to that particular adult store so it was not a problem to make sure that Isaac was there to keep an eye on you," Henry said. "Of course, Isaac lied when he said that he would not hear you scream when the whip was used on you because he will definitely be there when that happens." Ann felt extremely vulnerable as she stood naked with her hands cuffed behind her back and her nipples clipped to a set of clamps in front of five men who she knew would be using and abusing her body soon. The room was silent for a few moments as the men looked at Ann like a pack of dogs considering a prime cut of meat. Jim broke the silence when he picked up the paddle and slapped it against his hand exclaiming, "Hey, look at this, our slut bought a slut paddle for us to use on her." The other men murmured approvingly and Henry said, "Well let's not keep our slut waiting." Henry fished out the key to the handcuffs from his pocket and uncuffed Ann's hands. She rubbed her wrists to get some feeling back into where the cold steel had left its mark and otherwise stood silently awaiting her fate. Her wait was not a long one as Henry ordered her to take off her hose and garter belt explaining he did not want any part of her ass covered so that the paddle could better leave its mark. Ann stepped out of her heels and unclipped her hose from the garter belt and slowly drew them down her legs. Every movement caused the chain that hung between the clamps on her nipples to jiggle and that increased the torment her nipples were experiencing. She then slipped the garter belt off as well and was now completely naked for the men. Henry pointed to her shoes and nodded and Ann understood and put her heels back on. Picking up the ball gag Henry walked over to where Ann was standing and slipped it into her mouth and tightened the strap saying, "Even though the room is soundproofed I do not want to take any chances because I want the marks to last and that means hitting you pretty hard with the paddle." Ann grew weak in the knees and started to try to plead but the gag made her words unintelligible. Henry led Ann over to the edge of the conference table and pushed her down so that her chest was against its hard surface. With her weight on her chest the clamps bit into her nipples even more harshly. The height of the table with Ann in her heels was perfect and the milky white globes of her ass protruded enticingly. Her ass would not, however, be white for long. Despite the air conditioning Ann was starting to perspire and a light sheen of perspiration could be seen on her back. Ann heard movement behind her but did not try to turn her head to see what was happening as she already knew that the paddle she had bought earlier would be used on her. Henry walked over to Ann and positioned her arms and hands so that they were extended above her head and spread her legs a little more. He patted her on the ass lightly and said "Now don't move or we will use the whip too." Ann waited nervously and she felt the men standing close to her and discussing how best to aim the paddle and even felt them positioning it on her ass. The men decided that there was room for six 'slut' imprints on her ass, three on each cheek and that Henry would get the first and last strike with the other men getting their turns in the middle. With her eyes screwed shut Ann had only her hearing to rely on to determine what the men were doing and she thought that they had now moved away from her. They had except for Henry who stood just off to her left side. Henry gestured to the other men to be quiet and the room quickly fell silent. Ann quivered expectantly because she knew the first blow would soon fall and Henry let her wait to allow the anticipation and the dread to grow. Another minute or so went by before Henry slowly raised the paddle and swiftly brought it down across the top of Ann's left butt cheek. When it hit it made a loud 'thwack' which was followed by a shriek from Ann that was muffled effectively by the gag. Ann reared up off of the table and started to bring her left hand down to rub where the paddle had landed but Henry quickly pushed her back down reminding her that she was to remain still. Ann whimpered but complied with Henry's order as she felt the burn on her ass diminish a bit. The other men came closer again and murmured approvingly as the word 'slut' was now emblazoned clearly on Ann's ass with the letters being white from her skin and surrounded by the fiery red where the paddle had struck. Ann heard their comments about the word and her ignominy continued to grow as the word she hated to be used to describe her was now painfully brandished on her ass. She wondered how long it would take before that painful reminder would fade but her thoughts were interrupted by more movement as the next man, Brian, got in position with the paddle. "Be sure to give her a good hard stroke," Henry instructed, "because we want an imprint that will last." Ann just shuddered as she waited for the next hard blow to strike her tender ass. It was only seconds before she felt the wrath of the paddle again, this time just below where the first blow had landed. Another loud shriek fought to escape around the gag and although she balled her hands into fists she did not otherwise move remembering Henry's order. The fire in her ass seemed to grow as the burning of the second blow seemed to merge with and re-ignite that of the first. Ann's whimpers grew louder as she waited for the punishment of her ass to continue. Isaac was next with the paddle and he taunted her verbally asking her if she was ready for the next blow and making her nod her head and then announcing "Here it comes," before delivering a savage blow to the lower part of her left ass cheek. This one seemed harder than the others and Ann really wailed around the ball gag stuffed firmly in her mouth. Her whimpering had changed to crying and she sobbed softly and tears ran down the side of her face. Of course Ann could not see her ass but her mind painted a vivid picture for her of how it must look with the word 'slut' imprinted on her left butt cheek three times in a single column. "OK, now for the right cheek," Henry announced as he motioned for Jim to grab the paddle. Jim taunted Ann differently than Isaac by swinging the paddle through the air to make a whooshing sound without actually striking Ann. Each whoosh sent a chill down Ann's spine until finally Jim took aim and unleashed a fearsome blow against the top of Ann's tight butt cheek. Ann shrieked and bucked up off of the table slightly but got herself back into position before Henry noticed or could say anything. She continued to whimper and sob softly. Mercifully the next two blows, although hard, fell quickly and without any taunting. Ann's ass was now completely ablaze and she did not know whether the pain of the fire on her skin was worse than the humiliation she felt as the men commented on how her ass looked with the word 'slut' imprinted on it six times. Henry told Ann to stand up and as she did she reached down with one of her hands to rub her flaming bottom but Henry quickly intercepted her hand and twisted it up her back saying, "Leave that alone." Ann just hung her head in response and sensing her submission Henry released her arm. "Come on over here baby," Jim said to Ann and she slowly padded over to where he was standing. Jim turned Ann so that her ass was facing the window and because it was an overcast day the glass was dark enough to act as a mirror and when Ann turned her head she got the first glimpse of her bruised ass. The word 'slut' stood out defiantly up and down both cheeks of her ass and her mortification went off the scale when she saw how her ass looked branded with a word she hated to have applied to her. But despite her humiliation Ann's pussy was as wet as it had ever been because despite the protests of her mind against her humiliation her body had somehow betrayed her. Ann needed to get fucked now but the men had other plans. "I think we need to also mark the front," Brian said as he walked towards Ann slapping the paddle against his palm. "Nooooo," Ann wailed through the gag and turned to move away but Jim who was still standing behind her quickly grabbed her by her upper arms and held her fast. Brian stepped in front of her and said, "We need to get these out of the way first," and he released the clips that had been attached to Ann's tender nipples. Ann grew weak in the knees and Jim had to hold her up as the jolt of pain from the blood flow returning to her abused nipples hit her. Ann tried to reach up to rub the feeling back into her nipples but one of the men stopped her. Brian put the nipple clamps on the table and picked up the paddle and laid it against Ann's left tit sizing up where he should deliver the blow. Ann's eyes grew wide with fear as she dreaded the pain that she would feel when her tits felt the wrath of the paddle. Brian drew back the paddle and was just about to deliver the first blow when Henry intervened and said, "Hold on a second, I have another idea." "If you agree to hold still we will mark your tits with this," Henry said holding out one of the markers from the whiteboard that was on the far wall of the conference room. Ann looked at the marker and saw that its cap was red indicating its color. Her eyes darted back and forth between the paddle and the marker and her mind raced trying to decide what would be worse, the pain of the paddle or having to scrub the ink off of her tits. She knew that she was going to be marked again one way or the other. Ann stood silently until Brian said, "Well, time to decide," as he held out the paddle in his left hand and the marker which Henry had given him in his right. Being gagged as she was Ann could not verbally make her choice so she looked at the marker and tried to force a "That one," out around her gag. Sensing her choice Brian held out the marker and asked, "This one, right." Ann nodded her head vigorously to indicate her choice and Brian said, "OK, but you understand you will have to be still, right." Ann nodded her head and Brian put down the paddle and Jim released the grip he had on Ann's arms. Henry came over and took out the ball gag saying that it would not be necessary for using the marker and Ann worked her jaw trying to alleviate the stiffness caused by the ball gag being wedged in her mouth for so long. Taking Ann by the hand Brian led her over a few feet to get her into what he said was better light and told her to put her hands behind her back and keep them there. Ann immediately clasped her hands together behind her back making her tits protrude even more enticingly from her chest. "OK, here we go, "Brian said as he started to outline the letter "S." Ann giggled as she felt the tip of the marker slide over the creamy flesh of her right breast just to the right of her nipple. Her nipple hardened immediately as the tickling sensation coursed through her right breast. When she looked down Ann could see that Brian had outlined a block letter that was about three inches high and he was now starting to fill in the outline he had made. With each stroke of the marker the letter grew more and more prominent and more and more difficult to remove. Ann stood stoically as the marking continued and soon Brian had added the "L" to the left side of her right breast. Brian next moved to her left breast and added the final two letters so that the word 'slut' was now written across Ann's tits in red three inch high letters. He capped the marker and stepped back to admire his handiwork and Ann just stood silently wondering what further humiliation she would soon suffer. "Don't know about the rest of you but all of this has worked up quite an appetite, let's eat," Henry said. The men all started to move towards the food and Ann began to follow when Henry interrupted her progress and said, "You are going to be the lunch time entertainment and the first thing you are going to eat is five loads of cum." Henry moved Ann over and bent her over the conference table. He undid his pants and in seconds was naked from the waist down. Ann was famished because she had been too nervous to eat breakfast thinking about the implications of the pictures Henry had sent her and was worried how she was going to swallow five loads of cum on an empty, nervous stomach but she knew she had no choice so she just stayed where Henry had put her and waited. The hunger for food that Ann felt was nothing compared to the hunger between her legs and she desperately needed to cum to relieve the arousal burning deep inside of her pussy from her morning of humiliation. She wiggled her ass a bit as she waited anxiously to feel Henry's cock hit its mark. Henry stepped closer to Ann, slipped on a condom, lined his cock up with her pussy and thrust in to the hilt in one arrogant thrust. Ann was so wet that Henry met little resistance and Ann moaned loudly at his intrusion and she almost immediately started to fuck herself on the cock that was now filling her pussy to capacity. "Fuck me hard, you bastard," Ann wailed as she thrust her pussy back against Henry's cock. It took only a few more strokes before Ann came violently and Henry had to put his hand over her mouth to muffle her cries of ecstasy. Ann bucked so hard when she came that Henry could not control himself for long and he soon joined in her orgasmic bliss grunting loudly as his cum filled the condom. Henry pulled out and was almost immediately replaced by Brian who wrung another loud orgasm out of Ann and left her panting as he withdrew. The same process was repeated with the remaining three men and Ann came at least once with each of them. When the final guy withdrew Ann just stayed in place, too tired to move. Henry interrupted her brief solace and said "OK, honey, time for your appetizer," and pointed to the five used, cum filled condoms that were lying on the conference table to the right of Ann. Ann looked at the cum filled condoms beside her and just shuddered. She begged Henry not to make her drink the cum or to at least let her eat some real food first but Henry would not yield. "Here," Henry said as he handed Ann a paper cup, "empty the condoms into this." Ann carefully took the cup and swallowed hard but she bravely picked up the first condom and positioned it over the cup. The cum started to ooze out of the condom and Ann waited for it to finish draining. She was about to move the condom away when Henry said, "Squeeze it, make sure you get every last drop." Taking the condom between her thumb and index finger Ann tightly squeezed her fingers together and slid them down the length of the condom. Her efforts yielded another couple of drops of cum that plopped into the bottom of the cup. She repeated the process with the remaining four condoms. Ann just stood there meekly holding the cup in her hands and Henry got a bottle of water from the lunch spread and poured some into the cup. "Mix it with your finger," he directed Ann and she slowly took her right index finger and mixed the water and cum together. "OK, bottoms up," Henry said. "Please," Ann begged again. "Drink it," Henry growled, "or we will use the paddle on you again and we won't be so gentle this time and then you will still have to drink it." Ann just stood there trembling gently and Henry said to Brian, "Bring that paddle over here." "No, no," Ann cried, "I'll drink it." "OK," Henry said, "but hurry the fuck up, I'm hungry." Ann slowly raised the cup to her lips and tipped it slightly. She gagged a bit as the first bit of the cum-water mixture filled her mouth but she fought and managed to keep herself under control. When her mouth was full she exhaled through her nose and then swallowed twice emptying her mouth. "Finish it," Henry said and Ann again brought the cup to her lips and filled her mouth with the remaining liquid in the cup. Two more swallows and the five loads of cum, her appetizer as Henry put it, were in her stomach. "Great, now we can eat," Isaac said and the men went over and helped themselves to the lunch spread. Ann was allowed to join them and quickly wolfed down half a sandwich wanting to fill her stomach with something in addition to the cum that she had just swallowed. Ann, of course, was not allowed to dress and ate her lunch naked except for her heels with the word 'slut' still emblazoned across her tits and her ass still tender against the leather chair from the paddling she had received earlier. "Would you like something to drink," Pat asked Ann and she said she would like a diet soda. "Let me have your cup then," Pat said and Ann realized that he was going to use the cup from which she had just drank five loads of cum. If there was any residual cum left in the cup it too would soon be in her belly. Ann just shrugged at this further indignity and handed her cup over to Pat. When everyone was finished eating they cleared the conference table of the plates and cups and Henry announced that they would spend the next two hours going over the consulting proposal he had given Ann but that before that they were going to enjoy watching Ann stuff the butt plug she had bought this morning into her ass. Ann cringed as she realized that her humiliation was far from over. "Come on, Ann, let's get going because we have real work to do," Henry said. Ann got up out of her chair and slowly walked over to where the stuff she had bought this morning was and picked up the butt plug and a tube of lube. At eight inches long and two and a half at its widest point it seemed menacingly large in her small hands. "Can I wash it before I use it," Ann asked and Henry said, "Sure the ladies room is down the hall." Ann started to look around for her clothes and Henry interrupted her saying, "If you go you go the way you are," and Ann quickly abandoned her plan to wash the plug before it was lodged deep in her ass. Instead she took a bottle of water and poured some on a napkin and wiped the plug down with the wet napkin.