Fay hated to admit it but the pictures had had an effect on her, she had looked so horny, so wanton, like a slut on her knees sucking cock, she wanted to see more of this other side of her personality which had laid dormant for so long. Fay had no idea how Bill had come by the pictures or the video, it didn’t seem to matter, he had them that was all there was to it.
The pictures presented an image that was so unlike her normal self, the respectable surrey trophy wife, the thought thrilled her beyond her wildest imaginings. Fay knew she was in no position to bargain, Bill could pick her up with one hand, she had no choice but to accede to his wishes.
Bill moved closer leering at her nakedness, he reached out to cup her left breast, he squeezed it roughly in his large hand, noting the nipple stiffening at his touch. Fay flinched at the contact she seemed powerless to do anything to stop this man.
“W… What do you want from me, I’ve done nothing to hurt you, why are you treating me like this?”
Fay stopped her outpouring aware that she had sounded like a scared teenager, rather than the confident woman she really was, damn what was happening to her.
“I am treating you like this because I know you enjoy it”
“What do you mean, I hate this, I’m twenty eight for god’s sake I am not a schoolgirl anymore.
“Shut up, I know you like being treated like a slut, in fact you love it”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about”
Fay’s voice wavered, betraying her uncertainty, she was worried Bill knew something she didn’t, she had a horrible feeling that the photos weren’t the whole story. Despite herself she wanted to see the video, the thought had nagged her continually since she had read the note in the envelope.
“OK slut I’ll prove it to you, get your pretty white ass in my office and we’ll watch a little video”
Bill grabbed Fay by the wrist making her wince, his grip was so strong as he yanked her to the corner of the shed and pushed her inside the tiny office. Bill forced her down into a chair and sat beside her, his physical proximity thrilling Fay despite herself, he was so powerful she found herself wishing he would take her there and then. Her mind rebelled at the thought but all thoughts of her respectability were diminishing rapidly from her head, as her body exercised its control over her.
“Sit there like the good slut I know you are and we’ll see what you’re really like”
Bill slipped the battered video into the machine and pressed the play button. The image flickered and then focussed, Fay nearly sobbed, there she was naked, lying on an unmade bed, her legs spread wide, fingers toying obscenely between her legs. Bill turned the volume up slightly.
“Don’t want to miss any of your filthy language now do we.”
A mans voice, Fay recognised it as the man from the party, talking to her, issuing instruction to her, she was complying.
“Finger your cunt, you stuck up white trash. That’s it slut tell us what you want”
“I want to be fucked by a black cock”
Fay flinched, her voice was slightly slurred, she couldn’t believe that it was her, to her shame the obscenities continued.
“I need cock now, Ill do anything to get it”
“Anything”
The man’s voice again, his questioning tone spurring her on to reply.
“Anything you want, I need cock I don’t care how I get it”
“Good slut crawl over here, Ill fuck you while you suck Mark’s cock for him”
To her shame Fay saw herself crawl across the room, from the bed to the mans side, her eyes fixed on the camera, playing to it, swaying her ass, licking her lips, behaving like a complete slut.
Fay was aware of the heat rising between her legs, she risked a sideways glance at Bill, she could clearly make out his cock outlined within his filthy jeans. She had to fight to control herself, she wanted to touch it, longed to touch it. Damn if only she had brought herself off this morning, her body yearned for attention and wouldn’t be satisfied unless she got it.
Fay returned her gaze to the video, hungry for more, aware of the effect it was having on her, she seemed so horny, so hot she could hardly recognise herself. She was currently struggling to take a large black cock deep within her throat, the man with the video was having trouble focussing on her as he received her attention. The focus shifted to her ass as the other man could be seen touching his cock head into her cunt lips, she groaned obscenely as he pushed it into her.
“Getting you wet slut?, seeing what you’re really like”
Bill reached over flipped her short skirt up and ran a finger along her pouting lips, she did nothing to stop him. A moan rose in her throat, he pulled his hand away, she flashed her eyes at him, missing his touch already, desperate for more, he ignored her.
“You can play with yourself if you want slut, all you got to do is ask.”
Fay gulped, she was desperate to bring herself off, but was damned if she was going to give this guy the satisfaction. That was her plan anyway, as the video continued, with her vocally demanding a hard fucking every time Mark removed his cock from her mouth she wondered how strong her resolve was.
She would hear Bill chuckling quietly to himself, he seemed to know she was torn apart inside, her slutty side appeared to be winning the battle however. She needed relief, her mind was in a mess, all she could think about was coming, anything to reduce the heat between her legs. She caved.
“Please can I touch myself?”
There said it, that wasn’t so bad was it, her body desperately trying to soothe her guilty mind.
“You’ll have to ask nicer than that, I know you know how, slut”
“Pl.. Pl.. Please may I touch myself Sir”