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Becoming a Blackmailed Plaything (Lord Dakol and loneiysong)

She panted adn shut her eyes whimpering. She rolled her eyes and screamed as she came. She threw her head back against the bench and bucked her hips up riding out the pleasure of her orgasm. She panted and shut her eyes and rolled her fingers over his hair and shut her eyes blushing. She continued to stroke and pet him gently. "Ohh, sweet one." She whispered and panted rolling her hips her body gripping him.
 
Rose's orgasm arrived suddenly, David grunted softly as her body contracted and tightened around his fingers. He kept working his fingers in and out of her cunt, helping her to ride out the orgasm as he drank the liquid that left her juicy pussy. When her climax settled down, he slowly lowered her onto the bench and smiled, breathing heavily as his chin glistened with her cum. "Good girl . . ." he whispered, looking at her in satisfaction. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he pulled her close enough so that he could whispered softly in her ear.

"I really do hope that you liked that, Rose. Now, return the favor . . ." he whispered, grinding his erection against her went cunt and clit. Then, he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up off the bench, setting her on her knees, David himself sitting normally as the thick bulge in his pants throbbed madly. "Suck my cock," he ordered, and reached behind her, his deft fingers easily unclasping her bra, letting it loosen and fall to expose her full, perky breasts.
 
She shut her eyes and rested her head back. She was covered in sweat. She sighed shivering at his whispering. She shivered and felt him press against her. She groaned as she was set to her knees and looked at him and panted. "David, please, I am too tired. I do not want to suck you."

She made a move to get up but groaned. For some reason she was too weak and leaned her head against his thigh and looked up at him and panted softly. "Please."
 
David chuckled, shaking his head as he leaned back. "You will do it. Or don't you remember our deal? Do everything I say . . . or the video is going very public," he warned calmly. To help her along, he slid his hand behind her head and pushed her forward, pressing her lips against the bulge.

"Don't be selfish, you little slut, and do as you're told," he said sternly; he would have rather not been so commanding and insulting, but it was either that or her secret becomes public.
 
She growled and shook her head. She hated being called a slut,, something about it. It was her past and she shut her eyes tightly against the harsh sting of the words. She felt tears roll down her face as she unzipped him and reached in and took his member and looked at him a look so full of hate and distrust. She began to kiss gently along the vein of his penis and took the tip in her mouth and began to suck. Tears continued to roll down her face.

She worked the shaft with her hand clearly not enjoying this so much any more.
 
David quietly observed her reaction, and was curious to see that she angry; especially when he had called her slut. It was the way she growled and shook her head that told him that there was something to it. Of course, he didn't mean the remark, but it struck a cord with her that changed her attitude completely and made him want to find out why she hated the word. He was about to say something when she took him out, wrapping her hand around the shaft and kissing his cock. His eyes fluttered in pleasure, leaning his head back as he slowly relaxed the grip he had on her hair. She began to suck on his cock, deepening his pleasure. But while she did, David's internal curiosity couldn't be denied. So, while she did so, he looked at her briefly and asked, "What is it? Why don't you like that word, Rose?" he had inquired, releasing her hair completely so that she could stop if she wanted to and speak.
 
She shut her eyes she had to do what he told her to do not talk to him. She continued to suck and gripped him tighter a small sign that she wanted him to just shut up and let her finish what he wanted to do. She sucked harder moving her head up and down on his member. That word had been used against her so much in her life, she couldn't help but wonder if she turned out the way she did because of what was said. She continued to suck and began to deep throat him. She hated him. She hated all men. If she ever got out of this, she mused to herself, she might very well turn lesbian.
 
She stayed silent, which made him frown and lean his head back once more as she sucked him off. Why do women have to be so stubborn? he thought, closing his eyes as he allowed the pleasure to engulf him. She must have hated him right now; so be it. He wasn't going to be her shrink. "Mmm . . ." he groaned, thrusting his hips as she began to deepthroat his shaft. After a few minutes, he flinched as he felt his climax coming; she was doing everything she could to make him cum as fast as possible, and it was working. "Fuck . . . !" he exclaimed. His cock twitched in pleasure before enlarging in Rose's throat, beginning to pump his thick, hot cum into her mouth and throat. "Aaaaahhhh . . ."
 
She drank it all and pulled back and sucked him clean. She grabbed her dirty towel and wiped his dick off and then wiped her mouth off. She stood up and looked at him and then frowned pulling back on her underwear and her bra she sat down moving into her locker. Tears rolled down her face as she covered her face and soon regained composure. She looked at him and swallowed.

"My stepdad used to call me a slut, a lot. When I was little, one night he came and..." She looked away and shook her head. She pulled on her jeans and top and tank top shutting the locker she looked at him. "If you call me that name one more time, I don't care what you do, I will pull out of this deal." She pulled on her jacket her eyes red from fighting tears and then shoved her laundry bag under her arm and began to walk away. She knew he would probably follow her.
 
After she cleaned him off and got dressed, Rose finally told him why that word struck her so badly. His eyes narrowed, frowning. "I see . . . I'm sorry. Okay then, I won't. I promise," he said seriously as she pulled on her jacket. He zipped himself up and watched as she walked away; he needed to do something. His plan wasn't just to take advantage of her, but to have her enjoy it too. And obviously David had to repair it. Standing up, he pulled his messenger bag and walked after her. Just before she was able to reach the door, a gentle hand wrapped itself around her arm, stopping her from taking another step. "What can I do to apologize, aside from getting rid of the blackmail that started this?" he asked calmly.
 
She looked at him and frowned and then shook her head. "Nothing, forget it." She turned and tried to remove her hand from his grip. She opened the door and walked through and walked out to her car. She didn't want to cry, not in front of him. That would be giving him way too much power. She moved out to her car and sat in her car. She opened her bag and lit a cigarette and leaned back shutting her eyes tightly trying to get some control over how she was feeling.
 
David sighed as she slipped through his grasp, crossing his arms. Well, it wouldn't do any good to go after her, if she wanted to be alone. He only hoped that she would come to school tomorrow, or he would have to go to her house and convince her again . . .

Walking out, he avoided any other contact as he got to his own car, getting. Taking off his glasses, he rubbed his temple before starting the car and heading home, wanting to get some dinner and rest before tomorrow.
 
She was at school. She was sitting at the lunch table with the other cheerleaders all gossiping and laughing, except for Rose. Rose frowned deeply looking at the food she just pushed around the plate. Brown eyes looked down into the food and she sighed softly and rubbed her forehead and neck gently. The other cheerleaders knew she was prone to depression so they left her alone.
 
As was Rose, David sat with his friends across the courtyard. Most of them read or talked about video games, but David was silent. He laid back on the benched, his feet propped up on a block of decorative cement, wearing a pair of jeans and a dark tee-shirt. His eyes were calmly set in the direction of the cheerleaders, but he was in fact looking at Rose. She was also silent, still hurting from his comment yesterday. It made him feel guilty, an emotion that didn't come easily to him. He continued to look at her, even when one of his friends noticed his gaze and snorted. "Please don't tell me you're going to ask her out again; she'll always say no to a nerd," his friend said.

"The correct term is 'geek', and no, I'm not going to ask her out. I'm done with that," he replied calmly, refusing to answer any of their questions. He looked at his phone; five minutes to the next class. Fortunately, he had discovered Rose's cell phone number. He then sent a quick text to her that said:

"It's me. Come to the closest boy's restroom when you get this."

When he pressed "Send", David stood up and walked across the courtyard, walking past Rose's tabel as if nothing was wrong. Just then, her phone received the text message. In a minute, David walked inside the bathroom and made sure no one else was inside, and walked into the largest stall. Leaning against the tiled wall, he waited patiently.
 
She shifted and looked at her phone and sighed. It was an unknown number, but she could easily guess who it was. She took a bite of her food. She got up and moved to the nearest boys bathroom. She sighed and walked in. Today she was wearing a mini skirt and a shirt. She sat on the sink and sighed.

"I am here what do you want?" She said. Her blue hair pulled into a braid and her brown eyes looked down. She kicked her feet gently and waited patiently for him.
 
David's eyes flickered towards the door, and heard her enter. A small smile danced on his lips before he composed himself, and cracked his neck. His foot gently pushed on the door, his eyes gazing on her silently. "Come in here. Then, close and lock the stall door," he ordered, straightening his posture just a tiny bit. When she did, David gently took her hand with his right, and with his left, placed a hand on her waist. With a small turn, he slowly pushed her against the wall and looked into her eyes, his right hand sliding down to her waist, like the other. As he pressed his body into hers, David slid his right hand up, grasping the hem of her shirt before slowly lifting it up, exposing the young woman's taut stomach.

"I'm going to make you forgive me, and you'll enjoy this again," he said, not as a mere suggestion, but as if it were actual fact, once her shirt was up above her chest, he leaned in and gently kissed her cleavage, his lips gliding along her precious, soft flesh.
 
She sighed and pushed off from the sink. Making no sound, she walked to the stall and closed and locked it. She turned her eyes to him right as he placed her her firmly against the wall. She looked into his eyes just watching him. She braced herself and continued to watch him as he lifted her shirt. She frowned softly.

She was wearing a black cotton bra. She sighed and looked up and raised her hands and to his arms and frowned. "David, I have been so terrible to everyone in my life. I have a feeling sometimes that maybe it would be a lot better if I had never been born." She sighed adn then leaned her head back and shut her eyes. She bit her lip. She held him gently.
 
David let out a small sigh and frowned, glancing up at her. He shook his head. "I really do doubt that. For one, I have never seen you act horribly towards anyone. And two, if you hadn't been born, then my life would likely be unbearable," he replied. He didn't know if that had any comfort for her, but it was true. There was no other girl he had as much interest in than Rose. His lips went back to kiss at her flesh, his teeth nipping at the hem of the black bra, which he felt accentuated her chests perfectly. He tugged on it softly, slowly working at her one of her breasts getting exposed.
 
She sighed and moved her arms around his neck. She shut her eyes and sighed leaning her head back. She bit her lip and listened to him. She highly doubted that she was all that in his life. In her mind, she saw herself only as a novelty and soon would become tired of. She stroked his neck very gently as he pulled a breast free. She shut her eyes and blushed softly. Licking her lips, she rested her head back against the cool tile. She sighed feeling the cool air of the bathroom graze playfully along her nipple hardening it.
 
David was pleased to feel her arms wrapping around his neck, embracing it - or at least accepting it. She said nothing, and so he decided to stay quiet. Coiling his own hands around her thighs, David pulled her up so that her hips rested against his, and felt the erection that was forming, pressing against her crotch. Once her breast was free, he gulped silently, glancing up at her before leaning in and wrapping his lips around the node of sensitive flesh, suckling on it gently as his tongue played with the surface of her nipple, moaning gently.
 
She gasped feeling his erection. She whimpered and held his head to her breast as he began to suck. She arched her head back and groaned her pleasure as she rolled her hips forward and panted and tremble. She began to grind her hips against him whimpering blushing feeling him and shut her eyes growling.
 
His hands were placed then just under her ass, squeezing it gently as he continued to suckle on her breast. When she pressed back against his thick bulge, David shuddered and thrusted back, his teeth beginning to gently nibble on her stiff nipple, pulling on it lightly as he groped her ass, squeezing and pulling her tight cheeks. "Mmph," he moaned, his eyes fluttering in arousal.
 
She panted adn rolled her hips harder against him holding him closer and growled. She panted adn whimpered and shut her eyes tightly and licked her lips. "I want you to come home with me. I want to show you what I do and why I do it." She whispered and held hsi head and wrapped her legs tightly around him and leaned in closer.
 
As he continued to lick and suckle at her breast and his arousal grew higher and higher, he heard her whisper in his ear, making him shiver gently as she brought him closer. He released her breast, looking up at her as he panted hotly, wondering what she meant. Was she talking about the stripping? David smile, nodding. "After school; first, I want to . . ." he trailed off for a moment to pull away the other side of her bra, exposing both breasts. "I want to fuck you."

Gripping the material of her short shirt, he tugged up on it to reveal the panties she wore. "Unzip me, and take my cock out," he ordered pantingly, using his own fingers to pull her panties to the side, seeing her wet, tight cunt. Then, the bell rang to announce the next class. He didn't want to waste time now; David waited three years, imagining what it would be like to fuck Rose. And now he could.
 
She sighed and chuckled as he was panting. She shivered feeling the cool air and rolled her hips up and groaned softly. She reached down between them and unzipped his pants and took out his member. His panting made her smile and she chuckled softly. her panties matched her bra. She groaned and rolled her hips up and panted biting her lip softly.
 
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