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This is a fictitious blackmail and Brassica napus write up, so if it offends you in any way, intercept reading. You were warned. Do n't go bitching at the comments later on.

This is a dark fantasy taradiddle. I do n't condone or touch in any of the actions portraited here.

This is for people like me, guy wire and girls, who likes this kind of harsh poppycock with a skilful story.

*Like my old stories, if I have support enough to accompany this up with to a greater extent chapters, I 'll include more utmost hooey, and probably some vanilla to restrain you guy wire interested in the characters. *

For those of you out there, enjoy.

***THIS STORY CONTAINS FICTIONAL RAPE, BLACKMAIL, AND vehemence. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION***

The hirer

"Sir, she is here,"Brandon, my certificate guard came to the living way to tell apart me.

"Good,"I said, putting down my cigar."Tell Edgar to wait in the car. Be sure he put her phone inside the jamming box as I instructed, and keep it that way until he brings her back. No interruption and nonentity inside the star sign until I say so, understood ?"

"Of course, Sir. I'll bring her in,"he says and leaves at once. He had a smirk on his face, I had as well. Brandon was as trustworthy as they came, and everytime I was up to something he was the only one I could really weigh on. One, because I paid him well enough, two, because sometimes I'd let him get some fun himself. I'm nice like that to those who thought like me.

Alissa walked in, as stupefy as I could remember from all the company I threw for the staff of my caller. Tall, slender, sleek black hair's-breadth down to her waist, and skin as White and undefective as the most expensive porcelain. The young lady got through the door and I could bask in how afraid, how awkward she felt. I loved that. She walked in and, by the time she got near the enormous leather couch I had at the living elbow room, I could already hear Brandon leaving and locking the front door.

I sat comfortably on the couch opposite word to where she stood coyly, not knowing what to do.

"Have a seat,"I ordered. She inhaled deeply and followed my instruction, sitting on the other side of the C shaped couch. sens was still coming out of the cigar resting in the tray on top of the short center table.

"I believe you already know why you are here,"I stated. She nodded, and I could see her beautiful black optic watering."Those newspaper over the table, close to you, are all information on what your begetter has done in the survive eight year he's been working for me. You can take your prison term and inspect them if you want, but what you'll uncovering is evidence plenty to put your dad in jail for at least eight years. Maybe more considering the lastingness of my lawyers."

She looks at the papers as if she is staring at a thing that came out of a nightmare, then she shakes her head and says,"I don't need to. I saw what you sent me."

"Good. I wouldn't put you in this site unless I was absolutely sure of the destructive power this would have on your fellowship,"I said coldly looking at her,"But if you do as you're told, everything is going to be fine. You're going to finish high schooling, go to a dependable college, and your father will be stealing money from me until he happily retires, as if nothing ever happened. Let's just hope he doesn't get ambitious to the percentage point it is not deserving having you around anymore."

Alissa puts on a manipulate resolute face, but that didn't stop the rent from running down her adorable teenage brass. `` What do you want from me ? '' She asked.

'' I was trying to give this more occasional. We could have had some drinks… Maybe it could have turned around better for you, had you been smart enough to play along, '' I say while getting up, reaching for my cigar, smoking, and then puffing straight to her expression. She cringed. `` But since you 're brave adequate to ask questions like that, I think you can present the inevitable Sojourner Truth as well : I want you to be my whore. ``

I stood right in front man of her, and I was looking her straight in the eyes when they got extensive. Apparently, saying it out loud just turned matter real number for her. She froze in place, shocked.

'' What ? You asked me bluntly what I wanted from you. There you go, '' I said sitting back on the couch. `` Hopefully, you 're going to be around me for a long piece, so I 'll give you a patch of advice. Try to bask yourself. Make me well-chosen, and there's a fortune you'll be well-chosen too. There are perks for being close to a powerful man like me. And I know very well I 'm not hard to the eye, much the opposition. ``

That was straight. I 'm a marvelous man in his early XL, well built, muscular. My Chin is chiseled, and I always have a very well defined and trimmed beard on my face. My black hair is always back in a stylish fashion, and I already have some grays on the sides, which I was told were very attractive to some kinds of cleaning woman. Being attractive, it was never hard to give a gorgeous char by my side of meat. I was married to a very beautiful girl in my former twenties, when I was fresh out of college, and I wasn't this fat yet. Now it was more a enquiry of choosing which one.

Problem was, I only got the feeling of successful possession I craved for when I was manipulating them. I used to have a lot with a model agency, so they would transmit their new models to me for a try out. Unfortunately, the risk of being sued or brought to the assurance was always big, and using those girls had two particular problems. One, supermodels are particularly dumb, and having them around became annoying everytime they didn't have a cock in their mouths. Two, most of them enjoyed it a lilliputian too much. Soon as they saw me and realized they wouldn't get fucked by some old fart, they already became very receptive to my demands. Once they realized who I was, and how massively rich I was, they saw it as a luck to seduce me, and my fun was over.

As a answer, this blackmail/rape thing became my main human relationship mode. I would plunk a female child, discover how to make her submit, and abuse her until I broke her, and she wasn't interesting anymore. After a while I started preferring young teenage girls, as their inexperience made the ride concluding longer. That is what I planned to do with Alissa, one of the most beautiful missy I had ever seen. When I finally got the data that her father was stealing huge amounts of money, and blackmailing the employees of one of the branches of my troupe himself, I didn't get angry at all. I got excited instead.

"Ok. Now that you understand, let's start. Stand up and undress yourself,"I said.

Instead of doing as I told, she put her shaking hands on her face and started crying.

"Alissa, you came all the way here already,"I said in a soothing tone."I can unblock those paper still, and cypher is going to know you were ever here. Is that what you want ?"

Reluctantly, she got up. Trembling, the girl grabbed the hem of her pitch blackness tubing wearing apparel and pulled it up and off her in a exclusive motility. Still in her middling white lace bra and panties and wearing her black high dog, she crossed her blazonry in front line of her breasts and looked down, crying. Her adorable boldness was red, especially the upper cheeks and her little nose. I took a moment admiring her skinny, slim figure. She had that beautiful thigh gap that let me see the contour of her cunt, which was exactly as I liked : no volume, no visible clit, just two ticklish hill divided by that endearing slit.

I got rock hard instantly. It was always very pleasurable to shoot my fourth dimension at this part, to bring with them. In Alissa's suit, I decided to torture the young lady friend pushing a bit harder from the beginning.

"You're beautiful. So have sex beautiful. Turn around for me now,"I instructed and she did it promptly, maybe seeing it as a chance to hold back her underwear on for a petty longer. I grinned,"Now bend until you can put both your custody on the couch."

Alissa looked back, over her articulatio humeri, terrified. I just gestured with my finger,"Go on."

She sobbed loudly, and obeyed. Suddenly her cordate little butt was openly there for me to see. Her skinny and prospicient legs trembled so visibly, so beautifully.

"Now slide off your panties,"I commanded.

"No !"She cried, getting up, and for a moment I thought she would run.

"Listen, you have two selection. Or you're a effective girl and obey, or I'm going there and I'll rip it off of you myself. If you misbehave, maybe you're not even going back household tonight. nobody knows you're here, remember ? You are mine, now. I can do whatever the screw I want to you. It will just be undecomposed for you if you comply, already."I said it all very calmly and she started crying even more, loudly, as if I had gone there and hit her. I smoked my cigar and waited. I had won, and I knew that.

"P-Pleeease…"She begged, sobbing.

"Alissa, hands on the couch, panties down. Now. I'm losing my patience."

And she did it. Shaking, she bent forward until her hand touched the couch, then she reached for the sides of her panties and slid them down slowly. When she had it slid down to her knees, I told her to turn back and put her hand back on the couch. It was quite a show. What a beautiful view it was. Her pussy was small, as squiffy and virginal looking as I could hope for. It had an faultless smell of pink, as did her tiny little butthole. I was, to a greater extent than ever, convinced that I had made the right hand choice with her.

"Wow. That's beautiful,"I said, more to embarrass her than to make a compliment. She sobbed even more."Are you a Virgo, Alissa ? Tell me the truth."

The girl sniveled,"N-No."

"Naughty miss. How many times ?"

"O-Once."

"When ?"

"L-Last y-year…"She stammered.

"expression at you ! A newbie year fornicatress !"I said and she whimpered."You went to prom with an elderly guy, I guess."The missy went instantly soundless."It is… Jamie. His name is Jamie, right ?"

Alissa gasped, and tried to look at me from her position. She was, yet again, shocked. Her eyes were wide of the mark, terrified.

"Don't look at me like this. I know everything possible about you. That's one of the reasons I chose you. I have access to all your data, your phone, your computer… Everything. You and I are going to get along just alright. I know you are not a slut. You are going to be MY slut, though. By the way, you won't be with Jamie or anybody else, you are my lady friend now,"I said getting up and starting to unbuckle my belt.

I couldn't hear her crying anymore, just the sound of her gasping, as if she was about to have a panic onslaught, or a nerve attack. When she heard me moving she started to get up straight, and I said"Ah-ah, ride out the way you are."So, when she heard me unzipping my gasp behind her, she started to cry again.

"N-No ! Plea-ase ! No !"She started begging again, and tried to stand up.

I grabbed her firmly by the shank with one hand, while with the other I reached for her rachis and I pushed her down, until her facial expression pressed against the couch."movement again, and I'll hurt you More than by just shoving my dick inside of you."

She whimpered loudly, while I started to rub my swollen cock chief up and down her picayune pussy."Nooooo ! P-Please ! PLEASE !"Alissa begged incessantly with her spokesperson a little muffled by the lounge, and her face was covered by the nigrify veil formed by her luxate hair.

Without pushing, I slowly digged with my cock until its head was between her labia. Alissa was unexpectedly dry. Usually when I got to this theatrical role they were at least partially wet. I also noticed the disproportion between the considerable size of my cock and how midget her pussy looked. That would be interesting.

breathing hard with excitement, I gave her the conviction,"Ok, time to close our mickle. Brace yourself."And grabbing her hard by the waistline, I started pushing it in.

"Aaaagh ! Ouuuch !"

It didn't go in at first, so I started pushing in and out, little by picayune breaking her electric resistance, not caring how much speciality I had to use. About the like clip, I started feeling the skin of my pecker stretching, Alissa began howling in pain.

"AAAAAUUUGH ! AHHHHHHHHH ! NOOOOOOO ! YAAAAARGH !"She screamed from the top of her lungs, and tried to reach back with her mitt to arrest me. I got hold of her dilute wrist tightly, and pushed even harder."HUAAAAARGH ! ! !"

Until, for what I imagined were XV or xx secondment of pure and sweet-smelling torture, the tip of my dick trespassed the tightfistedness of her ingress. She gasped loudly, sharply, and started wailing again. I withdrew from her fasting, and pushed it in again, going deeper.

The way her young pussy gripped my prick was unbelievable. Even after fucking an impressive numeral of women before, even in billet like this, where they are dry and unreceptive, I never fucked such a tight pussy. I started groaning loudly.

Soon, I finally felt her getting wet, a natural reception. Because of that, I could get deeper and faster, and in no time I was viciously assaulting her tiny entrance.

"AH-AH-AH-AUGH-AHH ! ! !"She groaned loudly for me, still begging for me to terminate, while I was having the time of my life.

I was always pushing as abstruse as I could, savouring that invaluable tightness. Her groans and moans were beautiful, her soft, girly, and agonizing representative resounded all over the mansion, just as the slapping sound of my pelvis hitting her butt from behind. I still had at least an in of dick that hadn't gone inside of her yet, and I figured it was because of her side. So I pushed her back further down, made her archway her back and joint her fiddling tush up more, then I tried to thrust it all in. Before I could, the tip of my putz banged against her cervix, which made her howl yet again, desperately. I just kept doing it with a grinning of gratification on my face. Even that was perfect.

"HUAAA-AAAAAAGH ! ! ! N-N-NOOOO-OOOO-OOOO ! ! ! STOP ! S-STOP P-PLEASE ! IT H-HURTS ! ! !"

Obviously, I didn't stop. I kept ravaging her, feeling her squeezing me even harder, her torso shaking even more. The bad percentage was that I was about to come, and I didn't have the willpower to stop, so I could start again and savor her more.

When she seemed to be losing her mind, screaming with a worn out voice and begging God for help, I blew inside of her. While buried as late as I could inside of her, I ejaculated what felt like the biggest load I had ever produced in my living, straight into her womb.

I fell on top of her, making her crumble over the put. I breathed hard, while she moaned softly, still crying. Feeling extremely appreciative for the way she made me feel, I couldn't resist the itch to hug her, and I did. She fought me at first, but weakly. I wrapped her in my arms, getting a hold of her arms that were crossed over her breasts, and I pulled her to the story. I sat with her there, on the comfortable and deep grim fur rug, holding her sitting in between my legs.

With my chin resting over her shoulder, and feeling her heaving, I said"You are incredible."

"Y-You are a monster,"she wailed back.

"The worst character is over, and you survived."I said lightly kissing her shoulder.

"It i-is not o-over…"She cried softly."You w-won't let me go."

"The human beings is like this, steady. ogre own it, reign over it. Make this freak like you, and you'll have the world."

She looked back at me, still sobbing. I saw a little bit of resignation in her eyes. I loved to give them hope, to then transgress them until they forgot about it. Then I'd do it over, and over again, until she was broken for good.

I licked a tear that runned down her buttock."For bad, or for soundly now, you are mine."

Alissa shivered .