Blackmail Erotica Novels & Stories

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

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I then started moving my hands on the inner aspects of her thigh and she started shaking in pleasure. I thought that it was the correct time to convince her to do as I say. So I told her that she will work under my bodyguards' watch or her father will go behind bars. Yes, I know what I did was wrong. I shouldn't have blackmailed her. I shouldn't have taken advantage of her weakness. But what else can I do? She leaves me with no other option. I guess she has taken a pledge to never listen to me.

Her lips pressed tightly as she waited. "Have you been reading those weird eroticas again?" She looked up at him. "What sort of question is that?" His head titled a bit to the left. "Wait, is that why you don't want to be with me? You think I am going to exert my revenge by using you for... Wait a minute, wait a minute. Did that Manifold guy use you that way?" "Huh? No, no. Forget I asked." "Don't worry Bella, my revenge will be exerted in a way that you'd like." His eyes smiled at her. "In a way you'd never forget. In a way that would make you want more." Isabella still couldn't hold his strong gaze which was now very intense.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

Now, she was talking. But of course, right when a smug smile spread across my lips and I was about to stand from my seat, Eden raised one finger and shook it at me. “That is, only if you admit that you have secrets and tell us the truth about them.” I couldn’t believe my ears. She was blackmailing me. My innocent, pure mate was blackmailing me and using sex as a chip of bargain. “You can’t be serious, love,” I muttered. Eden instantly started laughing at me. “Really? Think again.”

“Tonight I decided to give my dirty little secret slut exactly what she needs, two cocks instead of one.” He shoves me onto my back and climbs between my trembling legs. His thick cock slaps wetly against my swollen, sensitive clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. I gasp at the contact. “Tell him, Sandra, tell Derick how long you’ve been fucking your stepfather behind your mom’s back.” My cheeks burn hot with shame but my hips roll up desperately, begging for more. “Months,” I whisper, my voice trembling with need. “I’ve been letting daddy fuck me for months. I can’t stop and I don’t want to stop.”

One hand gripped her hip hard enough to leave fingerprints; the other reached around to rub her clit in fast, ruthless circles. “Take it, take every inch. This is what happens when you tease me for a year and a half with those tight skirts and those little moans you make when you’re frustrated with a spreadsheet.” He panted. Elena pushed back to meet every thrust, sobbing with pleasure. “Harder, fuck me harder, make me come again, make me forget every other man.” He gave it to her with a brutal pace. The new angle hit deeper, grinding against her cervix with every stroke. She shattered again walls clamping down around him like a vice, milking him as she screamed his name.

She didn’t even need to look at the screen to confirm. It was an email from the blackmailer: “Did you like the little present I left at your doorstep?” Tashi paused, horrified. The first line of the blackmailer’s email left her throat dry. She gulped and read on. “Tonight, I want you to do something special. I have seen how beautiful you look naked. I want that body of yours to dance according to what I say. I have sent batteries with the present. You know what to do. Tonight, I want you to put on a show for my eyes only, bitch. I crave for you to scream and moan for me like you did in those videos.”

The sensation was overwhelming; Marcus thick cock and Sarah’s tongue teasing my clit. I came again, harder this time. Marcus switched again, pulling out and positioning Sarah on all fours on the desk beside me. He fucked her roughly while I watched. Sarah’s breasts bounced with every thrust and her moans were loud and needy. “Elena,” he commanded. “Come and lick her clit while I fuck her.” I obeyed, sliding underneath Sarah in a sixty-nine position. Her pussy hovered over my face, glistening and dripping from Marcus's cock. I licked her eagerly, tasting her sweetness, she moaned and lowered her mouth back in my pussy, licking me in return while Marcus kept slamming into her.