Blackmail Hotel [Killdozer x Exodus]

[Exodus]

Glaring city lights and the sound of people all over the place brought chaos to the streets, at least for Anna, who would have much rather been at home tonight than exploring the downtown area, a scribbled address clutched tightly in her hand, the paper worn and crumpled from a full day's folding and crushing. He had slipped her the note in first period so casually, she had half expected a party invitiation, or something to say "Pass it On"; when she had unfolded and read the note, the content had bleached the colour from her usually rosy cheeks, her blue eyes dark with shock and horror. A week previous to the date, Anna had been caught snooping in the teacher's desk, and while she was sure that her classmate would not have been able to have guessed what she was looking for (a copy of the test that was due at the end of the week), being caught after hours in a locked classroom rifling through his desk was enough to warrant humiliating punishment from the school, something she had never experienced being the class rep and top student. The boy hadn't said anything about it for a couple of days and so she had assumed that he had decided to drop it, not wanting to be a snitch. The note, however, was entirely too clear. She had screwed up, and now she was 10 minutes late meeting him at a hotel to discuss what he wanted from her in exchange for silence.

She hadn't given the location (a small hotel she had never heard of) any real thought; she had had to sneak out of her own house to keep her parents from noticing her absence, so she had assumed that this guy would not want to have his parents around either. The situation was delicate on both sides, so privacy really wasn't that strange of a concept. Her main concern now was being late and what the would do to her bargaining position. She had no idea what this guy wanted, but given the sadistic smirk he had worn around her for the rest of the day, she had gathered that he was probably enjoying the power of his position just a little too much already.

Finally, the neon sign came into view from around the corner, and with a sigh of relief Anna picked up the pace while tightening her jacket around her. He had given her a room number, so she was thankfully spared the embarrassment of having to approach the front desk; alone and at this hour, she was sure it would not have looked good, and she was already mortified beyond belief. Ducking into the lobby, Anna nearly ran to the elevator, quickly mashing the button to hurry the closing of the doors, trying to limit the opportunity for her to be seen as much as possible. The elevator chugged shakily to the third floor and with an ominous ding, allowed the doors to slide open. She passed a few adults in the hallway and felt a bit of colour rush to her cheeks as she hurried down the corridor, feeling their curious stares following her. A teenaged girl, still dressed in her school uniform, would be a curious and sight at this hour, in this place. She had been dreading this meeting all day, but now she all too eager to get into the room and close the door, her knocking giving away her impatience.

 

[Killdozer]

Eric couldn't believe his luck a week ago when he'd caught her in their classroom. His reason for going back was simple, he'd forgotten his calculator, something that would suck to lose. Those things were expensive. He'd found the door unlocked, though that could mean anything. The janitors were probably inside cleaning. Maybe one had found his calculator. What he actually found was much better. Anna, one of the hottest girls from his class and the teacher's pet, was looking through their teacher's desk. After hours, clearly without permission. That meant she'd broke into the door and the desk, and was going to steal answers, and thus would cheat. Quickly and quietly he pulled out his phone, filming the action in front of him. Having enough to show it was her and what she was doing, he left. Funny add-on to the story, he found the calculator in his backpack later.

The walk home was time enough to plan some fun for Anna and him. She would have to agree to this, if he revealed what she'd done, she might even be expelled. The perfect, straight A student, stealing and being kicked out. That day at school he sent her a note, finally ready. They would be meeting in a hotel, to be sure no parents or anyone would find them. The staff was a bit reluctant to give him a reservation; everyone knew the reputation this place had. His money was good though, and he got the room, arriving early to get ready. A camera sat on a tri-pod, a couple bags rest on the floor. In them, special things for tonight. His laptop was on a table, the video from a week ago ready to play and e-mail to the superintendent.

Eric gave a sadistic grin when he heard the hurried knock. He got up slowly and headed to the door. "Yes? Who is it?" he teased, then opened it and looked her up and down. "The uniform looks good on you. It'll be useful for our fun," he said, opening it more and letting her walk inside. "The proof is on the table, the video is ready to play on my computer. Don't think about deleting it, I have insurance," he said, shutting and locking it after she headed in. "How did you do on the test, Anna?" he teased again, taking a seat on the bed.

 

[Exodus]

Hearing his mocking voice from behind the door inqiruing as to who she was, in this seedy place, was almost too much for Anna; she already felt like bolting. The strange look on his face as he peered around the door didn't help matters. "Hello, Eric." Anna said softly, her face growing steadily pinker the longer she was forced to stand outside the bedroom. He leaned out to take a look at her uniform and gave her an appraising look, earning a few scandalised looks from a passing couple. She groaned and tugged her jacket tighter around her and strode into the room once he had stepped out of the way, eager to be out of sight. Ignoring his comment at first, her eyes sought out his laptop immediately, and seeing the open email screen she bit down on her lip. And what was with the camera? Was he planning on filming her reaction? She hadn't actually seen the video, but from here she could see herself rummaging through the drawers and leaning down to reach into the files, the pleats in her skirt betraying her uniform (they did attend the only private school in town), whereas he long, wavy hair was enough to give away who she was before she even turned around. "I don't know why you brought me here, Eric, or what you think you saw..." She winced, hearing his jibe about the test, which she had done very well on, and spun around, thrusting her finger towards the camera. "Are you recording this? What do you want from me?"

 

[Killdozer]

Eric watched her as she headed to where his laptop was, chuckling a bit at her reaction and what she said. "I don't think I saw anything. I know that i saw and recorded you going through our teacher's desk for the test copy. That's theft as well as breaking and entering, not to mention cheating on the test," he said. Instead of a chuckle he let out a laugh at her next sentence. "No, no, I'm not recording this. The camera will be used, but not yet. Let's talk about what I want," he said, motioning for her to sit in a chair. "Now, you may have noticed that you have an amazing body. Hot, many would call you. I intend to see all of it, and to see you do some nasty things with it. Look in the bag, if you will," he said, pointing at the bag he mentioned. Inside she would find sex toys of many varieties, vibrators, normal dildos of various sizes, some other kinky stuff as well. "What do you think?"

 

[Exodus]

Hearing him describe in detail what he knew she had been doing, with the videotape playing silently in the background on repeat, Anna was quickly coming to realize just how trapped she should feel, both in this room and in this situation entirely. Twisting her hands together, Anna gazed helplessly around the room, starting to feel a little uncomfortable; there was one large bed, a couple of arm chairs, and a desk surrounding her, as well as a door that led to a small ensuite bathroom. His laughter and comment about when he would be using that camera drew her attention back to it, which is when she noticed that it was completely setup and pointed at the bed, a blinking light letting her know that it was operational and on standby. Hesitantly, she took his advice and took a seat in the armchair furthest from him and the bed, her knees pressed tightly together. As he launched into an explanation of what he wanted from her young, attractive body, she felt the knot of tension in her stomach tighten and the light flush that had tinted her skin begin to spread and intensify in brightness. "You have got to be kidding me." She said, feigning an unconcerned, disbelieving voice, while eyeing the bag he had pointed out warily. His tone and composure did not suggest any form of joke, however, and so she slipped off the chair and down onto her knees, kneeling over the bag, which she gingerly opened. Seeing what was inside, Anna gasped and fell back, sitting down on the floor, her hands cupped over her mouth. She was shocked! She had never seen any of those thing sin real life before, and she had no idea how to use them. Another quick glance at the camera and her eyes returned to the floor, not ready to look Eric in the eyes. "This isn't funny. I want to go home now."

 

[Killdozer]

"No, actually I'm not kidding," Eric said, getting off the bed and walking closer to the chair she'd chose. He watched her slide down and look in the bag, chuckling at her reaction to it. "Haven't used these before? I didn't think you were that innocent with a body like that," he said. Though, with her grades and dedication to school it made sense. He couldn't remember if she had a boyfriend or not, not particularly caring or wanting to think about anyone else right now. "You're free to go home whenever you want. However if you leave before I say you can, I will be e-mailing that video to our superintendent and probably our teacher for good measure. You'll be tried, maybe go to jail, certainly lose any chance at getting scholarships. Your reputation will fall, your parents might even disown you. Who knows what will happen," he said with a shrug, standing up and walking to the camera. "Shall we start then?" he asked, flipping open the screen to check the angle once more.

 

[Exodus]

She felt her face growing hotter and hotter by the second, especially after that comment about the relativity of her sexual experience and the development of her body. How dare he? At first she had thought he must be joking, and then she figured he must surely be bluffing. He wouldn't actually go that far, would he? Glancing towards the door, her only escape, and then back towards him, Anna began to chew her bottom lip as she considered her options. As he ran through the consequences that could follow him exposing her dishonesty, she felt her bravery and certainty that this was all just some sick joke begin to flicker and weaken. Police action or not, she would definitely be kicked out of school, and considering her current and highly respected status, her indiscretion would certainly not be kept secret; besides that, her parents' reaction was a no brainer - disowning her would be the least of what would happen, she was sure. Her parents had poured thousands of dollars into sending her to the best possible school in the area and expected nothing less than a 4.0 average and glowing reports from all of her teachers. Succeeding in school, for Anna, had never been an option.

His casual threats had done the trick, and her defenses visibly fell all at once. He would be able to see a sort of nervous desperation lighting her blue eyes, her delicate fingers now wringing in her lap as she sat and stared down at the floor. "Why are you doing this?" She asked lamely, though with the contents of that bag now exposed, it was really a pretty obvious answer: this guy was some kind of sexual deviant, she was an attractive girl, and despite being loved by practically everybody, it only made sense that some people would take pleasure in taking Little Miss Perfect down a peg or two. "This... This is wrong, and you know it." She stuttered, trying to feign some accusatory confidence. "Blackmail is bad enough, but this is a little much, don't you think?" Chancing a glance up at him, she saw that he had moved towards his laptop, the "Send?" button flashing ominously on the screen.

 

[Killdozer]

Eric looked away from the camera, seeing that the angle and everything else was set up fine. All he needed was push 'Record.' His gaze went back to her, smirking at the sight. She looked pathetic, so innocent and ready to be taken advantage of. "Stealing and breaking into a government building is wrong too, or did I miss when that was made legal? I think this is a simple way to repent for your crimes, that's just me though," he said with a shrug. He took a step to the computer, casually moving the cursor over the send button, the video attachment clear.

His reasons were pretty simple, and it didn't seem wrong to him. She was hot, who wouldn't want to see her naked and playing with herself? She was also seemingly perfect, always being the favorite of the teachers and other students, never getting in trouble, so many friends. While he wasn't some outcast, he certainly wasn't like her. It seemed justified to bring her down; or maybe he was just sick. "I'll be nice and let you pick the toy to want to use first."

 

[Exodus]

She was waiting him out, hoping that he was not as serious as he seemed to be, a look of annoyance and doubt masking her anxiety. She watched him intently as he approached the computer, leaning forward in her seat, and finally broke when she saw him reach forward. His ginfers grazed the touchpad and she saw the cursor streak towards the Send button. "Wait!" She yelped and thrust her arm out, her palm flat, motioning for him to stop - her air of disbelief had been broken, and there was nothing but fear and shame in her face now. Her heart was pounding, she felt dizzy with panic. Oh God, what was she going to do now? He didn't move away from the computer though, keeping his hand at the ready, teasing her with her fate. She groaned, and covered her face with her hands, wondering if this was just some awful nightmare. She had never cheated before, there had been circumstances! There would be no excusing the behaviour though, certainly not after she went on to write and ace the test, taking the highest grade as was normal for her to do.

"Okay, okay..." She moaned into her palms, not wanting to look him in the face. God, this was so incredibly embarrassing. Did he really want her to choose? "Just... Tell me what to do, alright?" She peeked at him from between her fingers then, then at the bag, and then back at him. "Don't make it worse than it already is..."

 

[Killdozer]

The evil grin never left his face as he moved the cursor around the Send button, teasing her. "So are you ready then?" Eric asked, chuckling as she sighed into submission. "I figured it would be easy, you take the toy, get nude, and play," he said, motioning to the bed. "Not that hard or bad," he said. He leaned over to dump the contents of the bag out onto the floor, to show her what there was, but also to see her squirm in embarrassment. "Pick your favorite, there's lots to choose from," he said, moving back up to the camera and laptop. Everything was ready, just waiting for him to push Record and her to start the show.

 

[Exodus]

She watched silently, mortified as he emptied the contents of the bag onto onto the carpet, revealing much more variety than she had expected based on the brief peek inside the bag she had dared to take when she had first arrived. There were all kinds, vibrators and dildos, rabbits, things with studs and rabbit shapped clitoral ticklers. She knew what most of them were, but she had never seen anything like them in real life. It wasn't until he suggested that she choose her favourite that she realized her mouth was open. "I don't know!" Anna wailed, and shrank back in her chair a bit, wanting to be as far away from him and his dirty toys as possible. Glancing at the bed, she felt a rush of anticipatory heat fill her belly, and she pressed her legs tightly together. "God... I have no idea..." Some of the toys were small, some were incredibly large and intimidating. The more features they seemed to have, the less she thought she knew how to use them. "Do I really have to get on the bed?"

 

[Killdozer]

Eric chuckled. How innocent she was made it rather funny, it seemed like she didn't even know what they were. She had to though, in this day and age you were exposed to so much. "Don't have a favorite? Fine," he said after she sank back into the chair, exclaiming that she didn't have a clue where to start. He grabbed one, a pretty simple vibrator. It was about six inches in length, and had a switch near the back to turn on the vibrating. "Easy enough, start simple," he said, tossing it onto the bed. At her next comment, a quick laugh escaped him. "That's where the camera's pointed, isn't it? Fetch, girl," he said. He would turn on the camera when she moved to get it. "You should know how to work it, haven't you ever masturbated before? Strip down, feel yourself up, and use it. Pretty easy. Less talking, more sexy," he said, motioning to the bed once more.

 

[Exodus]

((Less talking, more sexy. I lol'd!))

She watched silently as he bent to select a toy, breathing a deep sigh of relief when it was something simple that he had chosen, just an average vibrator made of brightly coloured pink plastic. He tossed it onto the mattress casually, mocking her shyness and apparent lack of experience. Of course she knew what it was, but she didn't own one! Even if she had wanted one, no adult store would let a highschool student wander in and shop. His comment about her having to know how to masturbate earned a mean glare in his direction, but she didn't bother to respond, her teeth tightly clenched as he tossed in the word fetch. She hesitated for a moment before ever so slowly getting to her feet. She took a few steps towards the bed and paused, her heart pounding, deciding that she should unbutton her jacket; it was incredibly hot in here, she thought, and she was dreading getting any closer to the bed. "This is sick." She mumbled, not daring to look at him now, her fingers trembling over the buttons clumsily. "Sick."

 

[Killdozer]

[[XD]]

Eric watched her, smirking when she glared at him. Finally she stood and headed for the bed, though stopped. He didn't turn the camera on yet, waiting until she'd gotten undressed some and on the bed. She was moving very slowly, much to his dislike. "Sick? No, I could be doing more more sick things than this," he said, barely hearing her insult. "You don't seem too motivated. Maybe I should just send the e-mail, you don't seem to want to do this," he said, taking a step back and moved the cursor back to the Send button. He figured that would make her move along.

 

[Exodus]

Of course she didn't want to do this! Hearing that snide, teasing comment nearly sent her over the edge - never had she wanted to do someone serious bodily harm before now, but the sight of him with his finger on the button stilled her rage. "Ugh." She groaned, and while hesitantly, finally sat herself down on the bed. She stripped off her jacket quickly, filled with anger, but now that she was sitting here in only her uniform, she already felt naked. Her fingers trembled as she reached up for the top button on her shirt, and she felt colour stain her cheeks, not daring to look up - if she saw him reach to turn on the camera she would surely lose her nerve. "I can't believe you're making me do this..." She mumbled, her fingers travelling down the front of top until finally she had to untuck it. She left it hanging open, showing the center of her bra and the depth of her cleavage. Naturally, he wanted more than that, and so she grudgingly slid her arms from her sleeves and let the top drop to the floor. After all of his planning, here she was, sitting ont eh end of the bed in a very short skirt, and her bra. "M-maybe... It would be sexier if I could keep some clothes on..." She suggested lamely, thinking of some of the porn she had seen, where schoolgirls had rolled up the skirts enough to make them short.