Free Naked Lies by Ray Gordon Page B

belts, panties, the
tape... Den had all he needed to bring me crashing down in the form
of one lousy photograph!
    "Do you know
what I forgot to get?" Mat asked me.
    "No, what's
that?"
    "Cigars. I
meant to pick some up on my way home."
    "It doesn't
matter," I smiled. "I'm sure Den won't mind going without."
    "I'll go and
get some, it'll only take a few minutes."
    "No, don't
bother, Mat," I blurted out, knowing what Den would do the minute
we were alone.
    "It's no
bother. You both have a chat, I won't be long."
    My stomach
churned as Mat left the room and Den grinned at me. I heard the
front door slam shut. I was alone with my blackmailer. Yet again,
I'd played the complete fool. He knew that I wasn't wearing
panties, that my pussy was naked, easy prey. What had happened to
my plans? I wondered as he stood up and moved around the table.
What the hell had happened to my plans of revenge, of power?
    "Suck me,
bitch!" he ordered me, hauling his erect penis out of his tight
jeans as he stood by my chair. "Come on, whore, suck me off!"
    "Den, Mat will
only be..."
    "He'll be long
enough."
    "But..."
    "Suck me off,
or I'll show him the photograph! Ask me to fuck your mouth and
spunk over your tongue."
    "Den, for
Christ's sake!"
    "Beg me to
fuck your mouth and spunk over your tongue! I mean it, I'm not
playing games, making false threats."
    "Please...
please fuck my mouth and spunk over my tongue," I finally
breathed.
    As he pulled
his foreskin back, I looked around the room. The curtains were
drawn, no one could see in, my dirty secret would be safe. But how
often would this happen? I wondered, focusing on his veined shaft,
his swollen glans. How often would he demand that I suck him to
orgasm? My mouth had become a lust-mouth, a cunt.
    "You'd better
hurry up, bitch!" he growled, pushing his penis closer to my face.
Opening my mouth as he yanked his foreskin right back, I engulfed
his silky knob and gently sucked. The sooner it was over, the
better, I reflected as he began to breathe deeply. The sooner I'd
swallowed his sperm, quelled his libido, the better.
    "You're bloody
good at this," he whispered, holding my head and slowly rocking his
hips, his purple knob sliding back and forth over my tongue.
"That's it, whore! Suck me, lick me until I spunk down your
throat!" My eyes closed as he drove his knob to the back of my
throat, I prayed for him to come quickly. "Ah, yes!" he gasped, his
penis twitching. "God, that's good! Do this for me every day, and
your sordid little secret will be safe."
    Every day? I
mused bewilderedly, moving my hand up and down his wet shaft to
bring out his sperm before Mat returned. He definitely had me
exactly where he wanted me. I was nothing more than his sex slave!
"Do it properly, bitch!" he admonished me. "Use your tongue
properly!"
    Snaking my
tantalizing tongue round his swollen knob, I again prayed for him
to come. If Mat walked in... God, all hell would be let loose!
Ridiculous thoughts battered my mind as he rocked his hips faster,
fucking my mouth. We could move house, go to a different area far
away from Den. Perhaps I could get a job, work all day in the safe
surroundings of an office. I didn't know what the answer was.
    "Coming!" Den
cried as his purple knob swelled. His sperm gushing, flooding my
mouth, I swallowed again and again. "Wank me!" he ordered me. "Do
it properly, bitch!" Wanking his solid shaft, sucking his orgasming
knob, I drank his treacherous sperm, draining his balls, quelling
his libido. I was nothing more than an object, an object with a
hot, wet mouth to fuck as and when the notion took his fancy.
    His flow
finally stemming, I swallowed for the last time. Again, he'd fucked
my mouth, baptized my throat with his blasphemous lust juice.
Again, I'd succumbed to my evil blackmailer. Slipping his spent
penis out of my mouth as Mat called out from the hall, he coolly
seated himself. Frantically licking my lips, wiping my mouth on a
serviette, my face flushed as Mat breezed