Lesbian Blackmail Novels & Stories

The blackmail was a garrote wire around his neck, and I could see it was choking the life out of his resolve. ​Sienna’s predatory smile didn't falter. She tapped the glowing, sapphire screen of her device, the blue light reflecting in her eyes like a digital demon. "Bravery is such a tragic, fleeting trait in a girl who has so much to lose, Leona. One click. One single transmission to the servers in Bern, and the Swiss police will find out exactly what happened on those London docks. I have the high-definition footage of you holding that weapon. I have the files of the bodies Malakai left in that warehouse to clear your path. One touch, and your precious 'redemption' becomes a life sentence

She clutched her chest sarcastically. “I’m shaking.” Lucas took a step closer, his voice low and dangerous. “You’re despicable, you know that? You saw two people in love and decided to destroy them because you could.” Graham’s voice trembled with anger. “You blackmailed her. You threatened to expose her past.” Lena shrugged. “Everyone has a past. Hers was just more entertaining.” Lucas lunged forward a fraction, stopped only by Liam’s hand on his chest. “Say that again.”

All she wanted was a story, but this was what she got instead. Another sob drifted up her throat when he finally entered her, and pain; mind numbing pain scorched her at the harsh thrust. This might not be rape, but it was blackmail…cruel and heartless BLACKMAIL. |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|

“Unless you want Mom and Dad to see how their golden boy treats his girlfriends.” I swallow, my throat dry. The shower’s still running down the hall. Lila’s in there, none the wiser, while my step-sister, fucking Amara, is blackmailing me into eating her pussy. “You’re sick,” I mutter. “And you’re hard.” Her gaze drops to my sweatpants, and fuck if she isn’t right. My cock’s half-chubbed again, traitorous bastard, just from the way she’s looking at me. Like she knows she’s already won. “See? You want to. You’ve been staring at my tits all summer.”

"You are getting married today, there is nothing to be sorry for. Honey, I'm not mad at you for that, I know this is beyond our control. I'm mad a little because you didn't allow me to go intimate with you." "I declined because you were scared he might blackmail me into sleeping with him. My returning to you untouched would be my only evidence that nothing of such happened between Julian and me." "He blackmailed you into an unplanned marriage. What makes you think he won't blackmail you again? Honey, as long as the footage remains with him, he would always use it to get what he wants from you." "He detests my sight," Eva who was beginning to see reasons with him, said slowly to reassure hers

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.

"Get over here! You think you can run? Not a chance!" Charlie looked utterly disheveled, his eyes filled with venom. "You came up with this plan! You gave me the hidden camera and set up the live stream earlier! Now that things have blown up, you want to walk away clean? You're going down with me!" Zachary cried out in pain and swung back with a punch. "Let go of me, you lunatic! You're the one obsessed with money and status! I have nothing to do with this! I'm one of the victims of your deception!"

The perfect cócksucker (5) The blonde lady broke into a loud, cackling laughter. Lisa narrowed her eyes on her, fuming. "Who the hell are you? Tell me why have you been blackmailing me?" "Leah Cassandra Turner, but my friends call me Cassie. When we were in college, my fiancé Ross used to cheat on me with you. Do you know how I found out? A couple of months before our wedding, I gave Ross a particularly good blow job. As he came in my mouth, he called out your name. I knew in that instance that you had been blowing him. But I loved him. So, I swallowed my pride, and I swallowed his cûm. I did my best to get over it. But deep down, I knew that he thought your blow jobs were better than mine.

Looks mad familiar. “Chelsea,” she whispered to me. “Don’t do it.” “What?” I frowned, lowering my voice as I stared at her. “I heard what you said,” she whispered even lower, “don’t do it.” “What?” I asked again, trying my best not to cry. “If you want out, you have to be like them. Just like them. The blackmail would never work. Don’t do it.” She stopped before handing me a piece of squeezed up paper, “here.” With that, she hurried away… back to being a bloody harvester.

“I collect leverage. I make sure predators know I have teeth, too. That isn’t selling secrets. That’s guarding the flock with more than a pretty smile.” “Leverage with whom?” I pressed. “Cross? The tabloid? Your donors?” She smiled without warmth. “You’re not entitled to my entire address book.” “Lena thinks someone’s watching her,” I said. “Leo’s getting blackmailed. A rig failed tonight. If you’re playing a game with a rival, I need to know the rules because people are getting hurt.” Something flashed across her face at Lena’s name—quick, pained, gone. She set the coil down harder than necessary. “I’m not playing games.”