Chapter Two: Blackmail Scenario:

I think I’m in trouble.

I don’t know how this happened. I thought I was being careful. Nobody knew what I did when I was alone. I always made sure there were no traces left behind. I didn’t take anything back with me. I never took the same path twice. I never wore anything that would get me noticed right away. I made sure that no one followed me around. My husband hasn’t said anything about it. Same with everyone else I know. So… What the hell happened? How did this happen?

Okay, Okay. I probably should back up this part of the story. How did I end up here?

This morning, I got the mail.

It was a Saturday. My husband slept in on most Saturday mornings. I was an early riser by day. That morning, I planned to do my chores and cook breakfast. Neither one of us had anywhere to go. I reached into the mailbox and pulled out a single envelope. My name was staring back at me. Huh? What is this? I looked at the envelope front and back. I didn’t see who it was from. I opened the envelope as I walked up to the house.

When I pulled out what was inside, my stomach dropped.

Three photographs rested in my hand. All of them were of me dressed up like a little girl. My hands trembled as I covered my mouth. The first one had me sitting on that bed, looking all sweet and innocent. The second one had me using that stuffed unicorn’s horn as a dildo. And the third one… Oh god! I was on my knees sucking off “Daddy.”

I think I was going to be sick.

I turned the last picture over for some reason. Wait, there was writing on it? I squinted for a better look. “Be there at Sally’s Laundromat at nine tonight.”

I stood there frozen.

What the hell was this? Was this some sort of a trap? Who sent this? I quickly shook my head. I needed to get back in the house and get to work. Yeah. Yeah, that’s a great idea. I shoved the photos back into the envelope and ran back into the house.

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So now, here I was. I paced around the small laundromat. I bit down on my finger. It didn’t help that the rain was pouring down outside either. All I could do was sit on the bench in front of the big dryers and wait. What was I doing? Why was I here? I couldn’t relax for the whole day.

“Something wrong, honey?” my husband asked. I jerked my head upward.

“Wrong? Why would anything be wrong?” I asked. I tried to laugh it off, but it felt forced. He kind of looked at me, but didn’t say a word. I wished that I could sink into the floor and disappear. I thought I could ignore it. But that all changed when I got the text.

“Don’t forget Sally’s at nine.”

I thought I was going to faint. No…

I typed a response on my phone. “I’m here.” I closed my eyes and hit send. Maybe that was it? Maybe this was just a prank and I could go home. That hope was destroyed when I got a reply.

“Face the washing machine.”

My stomach turned. “Oh…” I had no choice but to comply. I turned against the washing machine and faced the wall. I closed my eyes and prayed this would be quick.

Suddenly, the door flung open. I turned my head to see.

“Face forward!” a voice commanded. I quickly turned back to the wall. My heart started racing my chest as the footsteps got closer. A hand caressed my left cheek. I tried to remember where I’ve heard that voice before. I thought it sounded so familiar. Who was here with me? Who was it? I didn’t get time to think as a rough hand caressed my cheek.

“Dirty little whore, aren’t you?” that voice asked. I couldn’t move. I gulped as my heart pounded against my chest. I wanted to turn around and look to see who had blackmailed me into coming here. I opened my mouth.

“Shhh, shhh, shhh,” he whispered. A large, strong body leaned in closer to me. I assumed that it was a man at this point.

“Just stand there and take like the good little slut you are,” he whispered. He grabbed my ass. I found myself so confused. What the hell was happening here? I thought I was afraid, but now… But now…

This man rolled up my skirt and yanked down my panties. He licked on my right ear.

“I’m going to make this so good,” he whispered. I heard him unzip his trousers. I gulped as the excitement built up in my chest. This was really happening. This was really happening! All doubt was removed when I spread my legs apart. My excitement spiked when he shoved his cock inside of me. A giant beefy hand reached out and put in some coins for a washing machine. He pressed me against the shaking and vibrating machine as he started pounding into me.

I think I love washing machines now.