Lesbian Blackmail Novels & Stories

I hadn’t stopped crying since I left Stephan’s apartment, and I didn’t think I’d be able to stop anytime soon. Joelle opened the door for me, but once her eyes fell on me, her face fell. “Joelle, I need your help. I don’t know what to do,” I cried, walking inside. “Stephan filmed us when we had sex together, and now he’s blackmailing me. I either pay him twenty million dollars or he’s going to post the video online. He also told me he has other things on me, but I don’t know what else he might have. I only invited him once to my place, but what if he had installed cameras?” Joelle placed her hand on my arm, and I stopped talking. I was aware that I was rambling, but was I speaking too fast f

“Good girl, suck it nice and slow.” I moved my head up and down. Wet sounds filled the quiet office. He groaned and leaned back. I knew, I hate this but I need to stay close to him to find more proof about my sister. The blackmailers want me to obey. Liam saw the video. Everything is falling apart. Mr Havisham pulled me up after some time. “Bend over the desk. Skirt up.” I stood and bent forward. My breasts pressed on the cool wood. He lifted my skirt and touched me from behind. “Always wet for me. Perfect.”

But I was a mess : flushed, sweaty and covered in my own cum, After a minute, I reached back and slowly pulled the dildo out whimpering at the empty ache it left behind. I stopped the recording with shaky fingers and sent the full video to the unknown number. Riley: There. I did it. Happy now? Unknown: Good princess. You looked so pretty breaking for me. I dropped my phone and rolled onto my back,staring at the ceiling. The lingerie felt sticky and gross now. Shame washed over me in heavy waves. I’d just fucked myself stupid on camera, called myself a sissy, and came harder than I ever had… all because some creep was blackmailing me.

“We’ll start small. Nudge him. Shake his cage. Let him know this little fantasy of protection won’t last.” I looked at her with hope, chest tight with longing and rage. “I want her.” “I know, baby,” my mother crooned. “You’ll have her. Soon.” I smirked. “Why hasn’t the lawyer caved yet? You’re not threatening him hard enough.” Her expression darkened. “We’re blackmailing him. A little scandal goes a long way—especially the kind caught on camera. But he’s starting to get cocky. We have the video of him in bed with that girl. The one who wasn’t his wife. One little email to the ethics board, and his whole career’s done.”

And it sure as hell wasn’t her first rodeo. You could hear a pin drop. Every head in the room slowly turned to her, their expressions caught between shock, disgust, and morbid curiosity. Anna looked like she’d just seen a ghost. “How the hell do you have that video?!” she shrieked, face pale, lips trembling. I smirked, flicking toward Lilith. “Take a wild guess.” In my last life, Lilith had used that exact video to blackmail Anna—turned her into a loyal lapdog with one clip. She weaponized secrets like knives.

Larisa licked her lips when the air made them dry, eyes darting from the club back to him. She had the opportunity to get revenge, but should she take it? She was well aware of how dangerous this could get…but the writer within her had stirred awake…that and the memories of what he’d done to her when she was vulnerable and afraid of dying in that room. Her fingers twitched in his hand, and a chill ran down her spine. Maybe she could name her story ‘The Blackmail’, or perhaps ‘Blackmailed by a mafia man’…or even ‘Blackmailed By The Ruthless Mafia Boss’

Stella cursed Lelia. "Mom, someone from the past is trying to blackmail me. He has some pictures and video clips of me. If he gives them to Liam, Liam will leave me. What should I do now?" Lilly asked her mother. "What does the man want?" Stella asked her angrily. "How dare someone blackmails my daughter? He surely has a death wish" "He wants 50 million," Lilly said, and Stella froze. "Call him to our hotel. I will manage the rest," Stella told her daughter.

She was trying too hard to impress him and that was what he despised the most. He hated when they threw themselves at him, acting so desperate. Women who were desperate always had a plan in mind which involved taking a man to bed and claiming that they were pregnant. Lisa was one of those women who made up stories just to get what she wanted and Liam knows exactly what she wanted so he wouldn't let himself fall into such a trap else he would have to kill her, if she dares to Blackmail him. "Is Kim alright? He looked very angry when he was heading out"

I pulled out my phone, clicked some sites, and began to read from it. "A waitress in her early thirties swindles money from hotel residents by using their naked pictures to blackmail them." Vanessa's eyes widen, and her firm resolve starts to crumble. “Stop please!” I continued, “Forgery, blackmail, and thieving!” “Seb-Seb, that's not–"

She didn’t need her brother sharing in anything ill bred, anything that a few deft youthful young lady might utilize against him later. It wasn’t unprecedented for ladies to throw allegations at affluent men— indeed the youthful ones. That sort of sexual blackmail happened more than the humble individuals of respectful society would care to concede, which was why it ordinarily finished with a huge entirety of cash being paid out. The three of them—Lucian, Jamie, and Slade—should all be cautious. “When it comes to ladies, Lucian, you have to ask.” He snickered. “I know that, Isa.” “Does Jamie?”