Blackmail Fantasy, Prude to Hot Wife Slut 101 Part 2

Quickly, Katrina sputtered out the words in compliance with the blackmail fantasy, Leroy smiled saying, “Good. Now go meet John with my cum in your ass.” She stumbled out of the men’s room. John was standing a few feet away facing away and she quickly slipped up behind him. She hoped that John wouldn’t notice that she was upset, but he noticed. Katrina explained it away that she’d had trouble finding him. He kissed away her tears. “And that’s why you were crying? Let me take you home.” He said with a smile, “Let me cheer you up with some hot sex.” John winked at Katrina and she gave him a weak smile, “I’ve been away for a whole week.”

In the weeks that followed Katrina was a nervous wreck over the extortion fancy. She ran for the phone and answered it on the first ring every time. When Leroy called, she ran to meet him wherever, and whenever he chose. Leroy used her for sex. Katrina became a slut. She did what he wanted, and acted as he wanted too. The more submissive she became, the more daring Leroy got.

Katrina had given up hoping that each time in this bribery vision would be the last time. She’d given up waiting for the day her life would be back to normal. It had become normal being Leroy’s sex toy. Submitting to him had become her existence. He had broken her once proud and spitfire personality and made her into nothing but a cock worshiper.

Katrina found herself waiting for his calls instead of dreading them.

It was not lost on Leroy that Katrina’s attitude had changed towards the blackmail fantasy. Then one night while Katrina and John were sitting at the dinner table, the phone rang. Katrina sprang up to answer it and it was Leroy. “Alright, slut, I’m done with you.” He said, and she felt her heart sink rather than the joy she should have felt. “Oh.” She said with disappointment. Katrina was certain she heard him chuckle.

“I’m tired of fucking you for this extortion fancy. You’re a cock-hungry slut now. Meet me in fifteen minutes and I’ll give you the tape. If you’re late, John gets it instead.” He said and gave her the address. Katrina hung up and gave her husband a lame excuse so she could leave. She was late. Leroy was sitting there smugly. “Ninety seconds late.” He said, “I guess you don’t care if John knows you’re a cock-hungry slut.”

Katrina fell to her knees with tears running down her face thinking he would use the video finishing this blackmail fantasy. “Please! I couldn’t find the building! Please! I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” she said desperately. Leroy laughed and said, “I know you will because you’re nothing but a cum-eating slut, isn’t that right? You’re not happy unless you have a cock in that fucking tight ass of yours, cum dripping from your cunt, and a belly full of spunk. Isn’t that right, slut?” Katrina nodded silently.

Leroy’s laughter rang out and he said, “Then get naked and say it!”

Hoping to get out of this blackmail fantasy, she started ripping at her clothes until she was naked. Katrina said wailing, “Oh god, I am everything you say! I’m a cock-starved slut! I admit it! Are you happy now?” and a voice from behind her said, “Very happy indeed.” She spun around in shock and came face to face with John, her husband. What a sight she must have been, kneeling naked on the dirty warehouse floor, begging, offering her body, and proclaiming to be nothing but a slut!

“John!” Katrina said in a little squeak caught in this bribery fancy. She knelt there staring at him as he leered down at her. “How? What?” John let out a wicked laugh and said, “Well I knew where you were going, my dear wife, and I left to follow you.” He walked casually past her and shook hands with Leroy, then turned to face her once again. “You’ve done a fine job, Leroy. She’s a very good fuck slut now. It was marvelous viewing along the way too.” Leroy stood up and smiled as he said, “My pleasure Boss.”

“Boss?” Katrina said in shock looking from one to the other over this twist in the blackmail fantasy. John’s grin was wide and menacing, and the truth slowly began to dawn on her. “That’s right Katrina. I hired Leroy to turn you into a pathetic cum-starved slut. I watched your first video the day after he shot it, and I had the pleasure of witnessing your ass jamming at the airport too. Very nice! Every time since then I’ve either been present or later, watched the videos of you getting used like a slut. You beg very nicely now, but I was getting tired of having someone else fuck my slut’s ass.”

I wanted it for myself now that it’s all primed and eager.”

Katrina stared at him as his words sunk in and she realized the extent of this bribery vision. John was behind the whole thing! It was a setup! Finally, John spoke again. “Well, slut, what are you waiting for? You’ve kept that ass from me long enough. Get your face in the dirt where it belongs and beg me to fuck your slut ass!” Without hesitation, Katrina dropped down and pushed her ass high in the air. “Oh please John, please fuck my ass! I’m sorry! please forgive me!” she said in a pleading, yet eager voice.

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