Femdom Blackmail Novels & Stories

The pain shot straight to my clit. “Please…” I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for. He slapped my breast lightly, making it jiggle. “You don’t get to beg yet. You take what I give you.” He shoved two thick fingers back into my pussy without warning, pumping them deep and fast. I cried out, gripping the edge of the desk as he finger-fucked me roughly, his thumb grinding against my clit. The wet, squelching sounds were humiliatingly loud. “So fucking tight,” he growled. “And so wet. Being blackmailed turns you on, doesn’t it, Miss Voss? Knowing I own you now. Knowing I can make you do anything I want.”

I yelled with a loud voice. “This is to warn you. If you dare to run away from whatever I tell you to do. Trust me I will send these pictures to your fiancé,” he said. He was blackmailing me. He was taking the advantages of the worst situation I was in right now. I couldn’t help but increase the creases in my forehead in shock. “You took the photos to send it to Jeremy?” I asked him. How could he even do that? Jeremy is mad. He is crazy and psycho but Demonte has become more of it now. No… He was always but he never used me ever for his childish play before.

Doing what she was told to, she was helping the new slave perfect technique at the earliest stations, laying the groundwork for the more advanced techniques. Devon's attention was brought back to Dominique when he heard her voice commanding R to fuck her, and do it right or else. Devon smiled as he imagined Dominique beating R for triggering his orgasm too early, R would probably not survive the beating. Dominique had once beaten a slave nearly to death for denying her orgasm. That slave had spent weeks being nursed back to health, and afterwards was more dedicated in pleasuring his master. Devon returned his attention to the files, he had a couple updates to make, and he started on them. Ca

"We can see that. Don't forget you are under our sight, and if you dare do anything stupid, we will not only tell him about the fake porn videos but also your involvement in his mother's fall from upstairs, you poisoning his favorite dog, burning his favorite suit, replacing all his workers at his pack with your people,you sneaking the traitors at the pack, sending the secrets to Alpha Cameroon and his enemies, you making the pack suffer losses, you... "Enough!" She yelled at them, feeling blood boiling all over her body. "Enough of your blackmail; I'll send you guys the ten million dollars you need, and you'll burn all that evidence, deal?" She asked them while taking in some deep breaths.

"You'll give me anything I want? Really, Damien? Because what I want is for you to suffer. I want you to feel the pain and humiliation you've caused me. And if you don't marry me...if you don't give me the life I deserve...then I'll make sure the whole world knows what kind of man you really are." Damien's face twisted in desperation, his voice rising to a panicked pitch. "Christy, please...don't do this. You can't just blackmail me into marriage. It's not right. It's not fair." Christy's eyes flashed with anger, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "Fair? You want to talk about fair? You got me pregnant, Damien. You ruined my life. And now, you'll do as I say. Or else." The air was thi

This was beyond anything I could have even imagined. “Are you saying she blackmailed you? With what?” Dylan barked, his voice sharp. “Yes! She said if I didn’t give her what she wanted, she would expose a video of both of us having sex. She seduced me, recorded the whole ordeal and threatened to show it to my wife and kids. I love my mate and I made a terrible mistake so I gave in to her demands.” He sobbed, nodding his head desperately. “And you had no idea about what she was going to use the drug for?” I asked.

I managed to coerce your husband into letting me see the rest of your first video, but when he mentioned that you and your friend were making another one, with yet a third partner, I talked him into letting me watch it with him, and letting you see what kind of an impact your gorgeous, hot, sexiness has, not just on your husband, but on a complete, woman-loving stranger. "I really hope you enjoy watching me frig my pussy as much as you like watching your hubby jerk off. And I hope it turns you on to know that you're the p**n star that we're both beating off to. "But if this whole thing pisses you off, Holly, please blame me, not Ted," she went on. "I did have to kind of blackmail him into th

After racking his brain for a way to blackmail Dinny, suddenly he remembered that video of her dancing with another man. He typed a long message telling Dinny how disappointed he was by her recent behavior. He also mentioned how he had noticed how distant she had become.He ended his message with a reminder of how much his family cared about her. He even told her he was going to do whatever it took to make her be the same girl who loved him before. He was certain that Dinny would answer him as soon as she read this long message. He had emotionally blackmailed her.

She blocked my view of Zayden, and I was about to yell at her to leave when her next words made me freeze. "I want ten million dollars. And I want you to have sex with me." Zayden's loud and colourful curse resounded in the garage, and I watched with hateful eyes as the woman folded her arms across her chest, obviously waiting for a response. Neither of them had seen me, and even though I had no idea what was going on, it was pretty easy to put together. The woman was trying to blackmail Zayden. And I was pretty sure the reason for the blackmail was because Zayden was trying to get her to take down her post.

I stared into his ruthless face and realized the terrifying depth of his manipulation because he let my brother steal from him for three entire years just to build an inescapable trap for my family. "You did not care about the money," I whispered in absolute horror while my fingers dug fiercely into the edge of the desk to keep myself upright. "You let him steal your money on purpose just so you could use the evidence to blackmail me into your bed." "I have billions of dollars, Chloe," Damien confirmed ruthlessly while he leaned down and dragged the back of his knuckles slowly along the curve of my jawline in a mockery of a gentle caress. "Ten million dollars is absolutely nothing to me, but