Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. If you like this story, please send me an email at voyex@live.co.uk. I love hearing from people who enjoyed my writing, it really makes it worthwhile! Title: Blackmail It began last night, I was browsing the web, flicking between the news, and a free live sex website, and a poker game. You know how it is, you're bored, everyone else is asleep, and you're flicking channels basically. I had just raised $20 on the Turn when I clicked on the next link of the free live sex website I visited each night. From what I had seen before this should show me a cute red-head, wearing practically nothing, trying to tease me into spending money so she could tease me till I came. I had never actually spent money on any of these websites, for two reasons. I knew the police could trace the credit cards if any of them happened to be involved in child porn and certainly didn't want to be involved in that, and secondly because there was a huge array of free porn available elsewhere. Why pay to see someone orgasm, or fuck themselves with a dildo, or other things, when you can get it for free? So I clicked on the link of this red-head, the browser screen refreshed, and I saw a girl's body of between 16 and 20, she was standing up dancing slowly in a black and white bikini, her face off the screen. Her body was tight, nicely toned, tanned all over, and her tits were the size I liked, about a 34 B, which her bikini showed off nicely to her audience. She knew how to move her body; her hips were swivelling and jerking in time to the music and for a minute or so I watched her dance, far longer tshan I would normally watch, before flicking again to another girl. "Shit!" I realised I had forgotten about the poker. I flicked back to the poker and saw I had lost my money and been sat out, for missing too many hands. "Damn she was hot!" I thought to myself, thinking that I might as well have paid for 20 minutes of her time. Closing that window I unzipped my shorts, letting my cock spring out. She had got me excited obviously as I began to stroke my shaft. I looked up, and I felt my cock jerk. The hot dancer had leaned forward, showing her face and her cleavage to the camera. She was clearly more 16 then 20, her blue, semi-innocent eyes looking right at me. She was running her tongue along her lips slowly, probably tasting the red lipstick she wore. Her face was slanted to one side as she slowly blinked; her cute slightly upturned face definitely looked like she wanted some cock. "Would you like to ram your cock into me?" she typed. My cock twitched again, hard now. "Would you like to cum on my breasts?" she teased, as she carried on typing. Then my mind finally clicked, "I knew her!" Obviously she was wearing a wig, but this highly fuckable girl was my neighbour's teenage daughter. My mind was racing; my cock was throbbing, "Shit! What should I do?" Taking a deep breath I tried to calm down, my cock was still in my hand, some pre-cum oozing out. I stared at the screen. "Yes, it was definitely her." I thought again. Suddenly I knew I couldn't let this go. I leapt up, crossed the room and got my camera, and then I snapped a few shots of her, her tits pushing out, as she licked her lips, her lovely eyes and face showing the world who she really was. Then she stood up again, and began to dance, her nipples were getting hard, as she danced as I could now clearly see them pressing against her bikini top. She was turned on obviously. I fired up some movie making software, and began to record her sexy dance. "What next?" I thought again, as I saw her nickname, "JennySquirt". I licked my lips. I knew what I had to do. I had to pay for some of her time. How could I do it though, I knew that if she saw my name she would know immediately it was me. Then it came to me. I could use my wife's old card, the one we had never closed which we kept for emergencies. It was in her maiden name and would be perfect. I made sure the movie software was capturing her dancing, and got up to get my wife's card. Moments later I had found it. Changing my on screen name to Master, I bought some credits and typed, "Hey Jenny, can you squirt for me?" She immediately stopped dancing, moved to her keyboard and typed, "Yes Sir". Then she flicked the privacy switch, it was just me and her now. "What would you like me to do Master?" she asked, smiling slightly worriedly into her camera. "A strip tease for now slut," I replied, "then other things, but one thing first." "Yes?" she replied somewhat timidly. "Take off your wig slut; I prefer a more natural look." I ordered. She frowned, clearly not liking that, "Sir I'd prefer..." "NOW Slut! Don't you want my money?" I commanded. She blushed, then reaching up she pulled it off exposing her shoulder length black hair. It was clearly her now. "You're better like this slut, much better." I said not wanting her to stop. She smiled, and then she blew me a kiss with her full red lips, stood up and began to dance. She moved her body beautifully, thrusting her tits out and shaking them, her nipples getting harder. She tugged her bikini bottom down so I almost saw her clit then back up again. She bent over, her butt pushing up towards the camera, clearly showing off her cunt. I could feel my cock full of cum, throbbing in my hand, "Christ she could dance!" I thought to myself. "Hurry up slut!" I ordered again. She saw my command, moving closer to the screen, she reached back with her right hand and un- clipped her bikini top. The she began peeling her top off, exposing more of her tits, soft, young, with a sun-bed tan. Finally they were off, but I still couldn't see her nipples as she was holding them in her hands squeezing them as her hips moved backward and forward, thrusting. I looked at her eyes; they were on fire, wide and clearly aroused by her exhibitionism. She finally lowered them and began to wiggle out of her bikini bottom. I had an excellent view of her tits and nipples now, about half a centimetre long. I knew I'd love to suck on them, to feel her hot body under mine. Then she turned around so her butt was facing the camera as she let her bikini drop to the floor, all the while slowly shaking her butt. To my amazement she then spread her legs wide, and ran her fingers and hands down her body. Down her smooth sides, over her hips, then over her tight butt, pulling her butt cheeks apart showing her tight arsehole and then as she bent down lower, her full cunt which she pulled partly open with her fingers. She went lower and lower, until her hair was almost touching the floor, facing away from me. I could see all of her gorgeous body. Her tits, and face, with her spread cunt above, framed by her long legs. She stopped moving for a moment, then wiggled her whole body, making her hair rock from side to side, followed by her tits, followed by her gorgeous tight butt and slightly swollen cunt. I couldn't take anymore and came, sending cum spurting over my shorts and hand as I pumped my hard cock furiously, again and again. When I opened my eyes I saw her sitting, legs spread wide, sitting on her knees. She was breathing hard, her soft white tits moving up and down as she gulped down air. Her face was intent as she watched the screen, her blue eyes flicking over it, glancing at the camera and then back, her tongue sliding along her lips. She was certainly turned on, and enjoying this, I thought to myself. Time to dig some more dirt I thought. "Do you enjoy dancing for me slut?" I asked. She saw the question immediately and leaned forward and typed, "Yes sir, it really turns me on." "Would you like to cum for me slut?" I enquired. Nodding she said, "Yes sir, please, but first sir... you are running out of credits." I swore; no wonder these girls made so much money. "I'll be right back slut, before I go though; I want you to start fucking yourself, with a dildo. You have one don't you?" I asked. She nodded again, "Yes sir, of course sir." Then as she reached forward, I presumed to get it; I flicked screens and started buying some more credits. This was going to be expensive, I thought. A minute or two later, I flicked back, and much to my surprise there she was, her legs spread wide, with a pillow under her butt, she was busy shoving a dildo into her cunt. It looked like it was about 10 inches, transparent plastic, and I could tell she was breathing even harder now. An indicator must have flashed on her screen, as quite soon after I started watching her, she stopped, leaned forward and typed, "Like this sir?" "Stop for a moment slut. Tell me about what you think of when you're fucking yourself." I asked. She looked at the camera oddly, "You want me to stop sir?" sounding slightly bewildered. I noticed she wasn't even breathing hard. "She was acting!" I realised, "she's not a nymphomaniac!" She put down the dildo, and seemed to think for a moment, "Well sir, I was imagining a man fucking me, holding my waist as I sat on top of him, fucking his huge cock." My semi-erect cock twitched slowly growing hard again. "So do you do anal?" I asked. "No sir, but..." she replied. I interrupted, "What about parties or groups?" "No sir, never." She answered. "You will slut, how about bondage, or S & M or water sports?" I asked more forcefully. "No sir, perhaps ..." she tried to suggest something. "Choose one, torture or submission?" I asked. "Sorry sir? What do you mean?" she replied, starting to get worried I thought. "Never mind slut, later perhaps, now... stuff that dildo in deep and frig your clit for me. I want to come." I told her, trying to allay her thoughts. "Of course sir, do you have a good view?" she asked. "Zoom in a little, but I want to see all of you, and your face as you squirt cunt." I ordered. "Ummm yes sir, you want me to squirt as I have an orgasm?" "Yes, and it better be good slut." I threatened. "Of course sir, I'm yours to fuck with." She teased. Leaning back she began to run the dildo up and down her slit, running it round her clit then down her slit, each time pushing deeper. She must be enjoying this I thought, as each time she pushed in; I could see that she was beginning to push moisture up and down her slit. "Fuck yourself cunt, stop teasing me." I complained. She didn't notice immediately, but when she did she began to thrust the dildo in and out of her cunt. Deeper and deeper it went, 2 inches, then 4, then 6, each time it came out wetter. She was rocking on her butt, her legs up in the air spread wide so I got a great view. The camera was aimed squarely at her, so as she pushed in, I could see her cunt spread wide, I could see into her cunt slightly, then she pushed in and it was swallowed by her cunt lips. While her right hand was busy with the dildo, her left hand was busy stroking and teasing her clit. It was swollen and at times she pinched it between two of her fingers. Past her hands I just caught glimpses of what looking like trimmed pubic hair, over her flat toned stomach to her chest and her heaving tits. Her eyes weren't focused on the camera, all it looked like she wanted was to make herself cum, her blue eyes were staring at her clit, while her mouth was open, sucking air through her red lips. "Look at the camera when you cum slut." I typed. I still wasn't sure if she was acting, but it didn't look like it anymore. "She looked at the screen, saw what I had written and began to fuck herself harder. The dildo was going so far in I thought she might hurt herself. She was bucking and rocking her butt and cunt, then I saw her body tense, her left hand flashed over to her clit and started rubbing it furiously, her right hand must have been bruising her cunt she was shoving it in so hard. Then her eyes locked on to the camera, and her butt pushed up off the pillow as she shuddered, her hand pushing onto her clit hard, her other hand flung the dildo away, and as her body bucked again she came, cunt juice squirting out of her cunt. Her body bucked, again and again, her eyes seemed to roll up into her eyes, and then she fell back, her whole body shivering slightly. She lay there for a good half a minute panting; one of her hands gently stroking her cunt as she slowly regained her composure. Finally she sat up, looked at the camera, and one by one she sucked her fingers. I sat mesmerised; I couldn't help myself as I watched each one being sucked clean. My cock had also noticed, and I knew it wouldn't need much more encouragement to explode once more. When she had finished sucking she typed, "So sir did you cum?" Realising it was soon going to be time to start showing my hand I replied, "Not quite yet slut, I have a couple of questions for you first. Sit back, and play with yourself while I ask them. Put your butt on the pillow again, I want to see your juicy cunt again." "Yes sir," she answered with a puzzled look on her face, clearly this wasn't normal. Positioning herself again, she began to rub her cunt and clit, it was slightly swollen now from the pounding she had given it, but that didn't stop her. "Now slut, I want you to nod, or shake your head, or hold up your fingers in answer to my questions. Ok?" She nodded her head. "Excellent!" she was away from her keyboard, so wouldn't switch off quickly. "I want you to tell the truth slut, I've really had an amazing time tonight, and you've shown you're quite a performer, so the answers to these will determine if I come back... and trust me slut, I'll make it worth your while. " Her blue eyes widened, but clearly she liked the idea of me returning. "Did you enjoy the last... 30 minutes?" I asked checking the clock. "30 fucking minutes, Good God where had the time gone!" I was shocked. She nodded. "How many times have you had sex?" I asked. She held up a hand and flashed all 5 fingers. "Anal slut?" I asked. She shook her head. "When was the last time you had sex?" I asked. She held up one finger, and mouthed month. "Have you ever been tied up slut?" I asked. She blushed slightly, amazingly, and shook her head. "Does anyone else know you do this slut?" I asked. She shook her head quickly. I laughed out loud at that, my cock was throbbing again. "Why do you do it slut? Do you need the money?" I asked. She didn't like that question, she nodded once slightly. "Tell me slut, I've just paid for 30 minutes haven't I?" I said. She held up her hand again, all 5 fingers again, and mouthed thousand. "Five thousand dollars slut?" I questioned. She nodded her hair dropping over her face. "Alright slut, you've been very good, please show me your face again." I asked wanting to see her expression. "Ok slut, you're clearly in some sort of trouble, but I can help slut, I can be a regular, if you do things, things like anal masturbation, vibrators and maybe nipple clamps. I may even pay extra." I finished. She seemed to brighten up at that. "Will you do those things for me?" I asked. She nodded, almost eagerly. "How many nights have you been on so far slut?" I asked. She put up 2 fingers. "Just two? You're a lucky girl I found you, and I'm luckier, now last question, how many times have you cum tonight?" She blushed bright red this time, and stuck up a finger. I wasn't convinced anymore, but anyway. "Ok slut I need to go soon, but I need to tell you something first, I want you to lean forward, spread your legs wide, and hold your cunt lips with the fingers of each hand, ok?" She frowned, not knowing what this was about, but did as I had told her too. I watched as she spread herself, opening herself up for me, so I could see into her, see her wet cunt, her red clit above it her tits, and her gorgeous eyes. "Now slut, don't move, this won't take long. First of all, I've recorded the last 30 minutes, and this would make an amazing movie on youporn.com and among your friends." I told her. She gasped, and seemed to shrink back from the camera a little, but she stayed spread for me. Before she could rouse herself to move I continued, "Secondly, Lucy Arniston, you are now MY slut." I finished and as I did so, I ejaculated again. She gasped, as she heard her name, and then she burst into tears, sobs wracking her body. My cock shuddered as load after load of cum shot out, as I watched Lucy, her leg's open wide, with her cunt spread wide sob in front of me. I learnt something in that instant. I loved power, power over people especially. Gradually her sobs got quieter, reaching up she rubbed her eyes, brushing tears from her eyes. Then she looked at her screen again. "Did I say you can stop holding your cunt slut?" I snapped. She hurriedly reached down and spread herself wide again. "I have to go soon slut, three things first. 1. Tell no one Lucy. I'll find out, and then YOU'LL really regret it. Not your friends not your mother, NO ONE. 2. Be online tomorrow night, same time, and you better be ready to service any need I have. 3. Get sound. Get a headset; I want to hear you cum. Oh I forgot, you made me cum, you're a good slut Lucy Arniston, so log off, tomorrow you'll earn more money." I instructed. She was sobbing again; it didn't look like she would stop anytime soon, she looked a wreck now, like she had been boozing for a day non-stop, even though her long tanned legs framed her red cunt which she still held wide open. "Poor girl", I smiled to myself. Then I logged off, made sure to save, and then backup the movie of my slut Lucy, and switched my laptop off. I checked my watch, "Time to fuck my wife, what a night." I thought. --------------------------- If you like this story, please send me an email at voyex@live.co.uk. I love hearing from people who enjoyed my writing, it really makes it worthwhile!