Chapter 3

Allison stopped walkingby the gym on her way to class. She had no idea how to face the man who had taken her anal virginity, who she'd confessed such dark desires to, who had awakened yearnings in her were far stronger than the ones she'd previously experienced, and who had videotaped the incredibly hot sex they'd had. She was distracted in class as she wracked her brain, trying to figure out how to approach him and get the video back. Then she would start thinking maybe there hadn't really been a tape in there, maybe he'd just set it up to scare her and add to the situation. Or maybe he'd just wanted it for himself and wouldn't show it to anybody.

She grimaced. That was a naive thought. He and his frat brothers shared everything. Rumor had it that sometimes it included girlfriends. Now, that was a nasty thought that had no right to get her all hot and bothered.

Part of her remained disappointed. Despite everything, she'd been ready to lose her virginity to Todd, yet here she was technically still a virgin. She couldn't think about anything but him. Days passed in a daze. She tiptoed around her house, feeling sure her parents would see her degradation and perversion. When her best friend Chrissy, who had gone to college across the country, had called to check-in, Allison didn't even mention Todd. Chrissy was the perfect socialite daughter. She'd never understand the darkness Todd had coaxed out of Allison, never understand how good it had felt to let it out.

She began to fantasize about him. Maybe she could offer to trade her virginity for the tape—if there was one. Even if there wasn't, maybe he'd take the deal before revealing there wasn't. But how could she even broach the subject with him? Get drunk again?

It was a miracle she got any homework done, considering where her head was.

* * *

"OH, Todd!"

"Oh, Todd! Oh, God, I'm CUMMING! You're in my ass, and I'm cumming… oh, FUCK TODD! Fuck me, FUCK ME, FUCK MY ASS!"

Allison gasped as her voice came through the voicemail on her cell phone, loud and clear, the very words she had used just one week ago.

"Hello, Princess," Todd's voice purred into her ear. "I'm sure you recognize that. I'm sure a lot of other people would be shocked to hear you say such dirty things. I'll bet Daddy would love to know what his little girl is up to…"

Holy crap, she should have never admitted her blackmail fantasy to Todd. She bit down on her knuckles. This was so wrong, even if she was already wet just thinking about all the things he might make her do in exchange for a sex tape she definitely did not want anyone to see.

"I'm sure we can come to some kind of agreement where that won't be necessary. Meet me in the school library, sports section at ten tonight. Oh, and you might want to check your email. I'd keep the volume turned to low." He chuckled, and the message ended.

Allison rushed to the computer, her brown curls bouncing around her anxious face. She knew why Todd had chosen the sports section of the library that late at night. It was in the very back corner of the third floor, and there'd be no one there. Perfect for a private conversation—or a lot of other things, according to campus gossip.

Would he really send it to her father if she didn't come? Adrenaline and lust rushed through her body in equal measures. Not knowing turned her on. There were actual stakes at risk. She had to get that video back. The lack of control over her situation was just as hot as she'd imagined but also incredibly scary.

The message in her email inbox showed her how desperately she needed to get the tape back from him—photo after photo of her naked body tied to his bed, a couple of him shaving her pussy, far too many of his dick sliding between her tits, the vibrator sliding into her pussy, and a couple of him fingering her ass, but none of the actual anal sex. She was obscurely disappointed until she got to the end of the email. There was a video clip.

From the moment he first began to enter her ass—the look on her face made her wince in sympathy of the memory of that first peculiar burning sensation—to where he released her from the gag to her obvious cascading climax. She'd turned off the sound on her computer, so at least she didn't have to hear her screaming at him to fuck her ass again.

There was nothing she could do except meet him to get him to give her the tape and erase the pictures from his computer.

That was what she wanted… wasn't it?

* * *

At 9:55,Allison was sitting in the back corner of the library at the one table in the sports section. Her parents hadn't been at all suspicious when she'd told them she was going to the library to do research while it was quiet. In fact, her father had seemed rather pleased to hear how seriously she was taking school, although her mother was clearly of the opinion her daughter didn't actually need a degree. After all, a degree wasn't a guarantee of a husband.

She was determined never to see Todd again after this. It didn't matter how much he turned her on or how much fun she'd had with him at the bar before the sexual stuff started. Disappointing her parents was not an option.

To this end, she had dressed as unattractively as possible, wearing granny panties, baggy sweatpants, her thickest bra, and a short-sleeved turtleneck. In her wallet was five thousand dollars in cash, almost her entire spending allowing from her father for the semester, but she was sure Todd would go for the money. Feeling sad or disappointed was just plain stupid. Sitting quietly, hunched over, she was tapping her foot, impatient to get all of this over with.

Finally, he came around the corner, looking better than ever. She may have dressed to dissuade, but he was obviously dressed to impress. A tight black shirt set off his muscle tone and his hair while worn jeans hung loosely from his hips. One lock of hair fell down on his forehead, drawing attention to his warm brown eyes. He didn't appear to be carrying anything. Damn. They'd either have to meet again if she was going to pay him off for the video and deleting the pictures or go to his place. On the other hand, going to his place might be better because then she'd be able to make sure he deleted all the pictures… but would she be able to control what happened if they went back to his apartment?

She squirmed uncomfortably as he sat next to her, hating the heat going through her traitorous body as she looked at him. The sooner she paid him off and got him out of her life, the better. Allison couldn't afford to have someone like Todd around, tempting her off the path she'd set for herself.

"So, Allison, how are you doing?"

"That's not what we're here to talk about." Her voice was a whisper, a sharp contrast to his amused tones, not that there was anyone around to hear them, but she had to be careful. "I want that tape and any copies you've made, and I want you to delete all the pictures off your computer. I have five thousand dollars in my purse I'll give to you now, and we'll go and take care of that immediately."

Todd leaned back in his chair, adopting a thoughtful expression. Her insides tightened. He was going to go for it… wasn't he?

"Well, Princess, that's a tempting offer, but I'm not really interested in the money. And while I'd certainly like to get you back to my place,"—his wink told her exactly how he'd like to see her in his place—"we don't need to go there right now. I'm sure we can come to an agreement on how you can get the tape and the five copies I've made." He grinned at her expression—confusion chased by desire chased by fear chased by excitement. Yeah, she was really into the blackmail thing even though it obviously scared her.

"And the pictures?" She was definitely looking more nervous now.

"Already gone. Why do I need pictures when I have such a lovely video to watch?" The feeling of power over the gorgeous, untouchable Allison Bradford was intoxicating. He'd always considered himself to be fairly dominant in the bedroom, but this took the thrill far beyond being on top or tying a girl to his bed. He hadn't been able to believe his ears when she'd admitted wanting to be blackmailed or realized how into it he'd get, but it was a powerful aphrodisiac.

"What do you want?" Her voice was more of a hiss than a whisper, but it was as if she was play-acting. There was a quality of sensual excitement to her demeanor, even her unflattering clothes couldn't hide.

He grinned at her. "I just want to take you on a date, Allison. One date for each video, six dates in all. That's not so bad, is it?"

"Dates?" Allison pursed her lips. "That's it?"

She winced as she heard the disappointment in her voice. Todd's body shifted, obviously aware of the words left unspoken, looking like nothing less than a predator moving in for the kill.

"Yes, Princess, but there will be some rules on these dates." He reached out and stroked her hair as he leaned forward, staring into her eyes. Unconsciously, she leaned into his hand. "For one, I'll be completely in charge—where we go, what we do, how it ends, what you wear." Trailing his fingers down her neck, he reached her breasts and frowned at the thickness of the clothing between his hand and her flesh. "For instance, this would definitely not be acceptable."

He lifted her shirt up, and she moved as if to resist, then stiffly dropped her hands to her sides, turning her reddened faced away as he pulled her breasts from her bra, settling them on top of the now-folded down cups. Pulling at her nipples, he smiled as she tried to hide her arousal.

"You do whatever I say while we're on our date, and at the end of each one, you get a tape. And I promise not to make any more."

Allison shuddered in reaction to the slight tugs on her nipples and his words. If anyone could push her boundaries and make her go wild, it would be Todd. Did she feel guilty about how her parents would react if they were to get even the slightest hint of what was going on? Yes. She'd put herself in this position, but part of her was yearning for this, had possibly hoped for this when she'd drunkenly confessed her desires to Todd. None of the other men she'd dated would have taken advantage of her confession. Besides, she would have never told any of them; they wouldn't have understood.

Nerves buzzing, her stomach flip-flopping Allison was about to agree when she had a sudden thought.

"No sleepovers. I wouldn't be able to explain that to my parents."

He nodded, that was reasonable.

"No overnighters—unless you decide to stay over, of course. If you fall asleep, I'm not going to wake you up, and if you need a ride home, you'll have to wait until I wake up in the morning to take you." His fingers rubbed her nipples gently, and she closed her eyes, shivering with the pleasant sensations coursing through her. God, she was so wet. Todd placed his whole hands over her breasts and began squeezing and kneading the globes, making her squirm in her seat with arousal.

"Deal," she said with a breathy voice, trying to stifle her moans. He pinched her nipples tightly, and she whimpered, arching her back into the exquisitely painful compression. Then he released, and she opened her eyes, disappointed. The hungry look in his eyes told her this wasn't over yet.

"Time to seal the deal, Princess." Grinning, he unzipped his pants, then laced his fingers behind his head as he leaned back and nodded at the opening to his pants. "And uh… stay as you are."

Her hands drifted away from the hem of her shirt. Wanting to cover-up had been instinctual, but it really didn't matter if someone came back here and saw her breasts at this point because they'd also see her lips wrapped around his cock. Sliding off her chair, she dropped to her knees, pulling the jeans away from his groin, gulping as his thick meat sprang out from the confines of his pants. Giving head was not Allison's favorite thing—she much preferred receiving and paying the guy back with a handjob—but she needed the tapes back. On her knees, in his power, not having a choice, made the situation much sexier, and she found she was actually excited about giving him head.

She lowered her mouth to his dick, delicately licking the tip in a show of reluctance. After a few moments, he lowered his hands from behind his head and used the right one to grab her hair, winding it about his fingers, the left tugging her nipple.

"You can do better than that."

Pushing her head and pulling on her nipples, he leveraged her mouth onto his cock. She sucked the head, using her tongue to add to the sensations before he increased the pressure on the back of her head and began to push her down. The thick cock was so massively wide, she swore she felt her jaw pop as she tried to accommodate it. It was heavy and hot, pushing down on her tongue and nudging against the back of her tonsils.

It felt amazing for Todd as he finally got his meat between Allison's lips. Her mouth was as soft and wet as a man could ask for, and the forbidden quality… He knew very well no other guy in his financial and social position had ever had her on her knees in front of him, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.

Fortunately, she didn't have a sensitive gag reflex, although she didn't think he would have cared if she did. Her head was pushed down until her mouth was against his pubis, the head of his dick lodged in her throat. Todd held her there for a moment, groaning as he enjoyed the sensation of her throat muscles fluttering around the head of his cock and her soft lips against his groin. Slowly, he allowed her to move back up, then he let her pretty much go as she pleased, only occasionally using his grip on her hair to force her mouth to accept his entire length.

Allison moved faster, hoping to get him off as quickly as possible and minimize the chances of getting caught. Although that fear also acted as an aphrodisiac for her, there was no point in working on getting the tapes back if someone caught them and ruined her, anyway. She hummed in the back of her throat, swallowing as much of him as she could, knowing the vibrations would add to the sensations. Concentrating on the task at hand, rather than the pleasant sensations he was creating by playing with her nipples, she sucked and tongued his shaft, bobbing her head as quickly as she could.

Making use of her hands, she cupped his balls, squeezing gently, even tugging them down a little, which seemed to have the best effect on him. He moaned and tightened his grip on both her hair and her nipple. Using two fingers, she found the spot just behind his balls and began making circular motions, pressing in firmly to increase the sensation. She moved her head quickly, sucking hard with her lips vacuumed sealed to his cock, fitting more and more of his length with every bob. Tugging his balls insistently, she worked him over, managing to press most of his length into her throat.

Finally, he grasped her more firmly and began taking over the rhythm of their movements, forcing her to move at his pace and to swallow the entire length of his dick. Mostly, she just concentrated on not choking as he pushed past her gag reflex and trying to breathe every time he pulled back. With her hands still massaging his balls, it didn't take long before he pushed her head down one last time, pinching her nipple even more tightly as he began releasing his load in her mouth, and she unwillingly swallowed him. The few times she'd given head, she hadn't let them finish in her mouth; swallowing a guy's fluids seemed nasty to. It was somewhat less nasty without a choice, and it didn't taste as bad as she thought it would.

Pulling her mouth off of his dick, she got to her feet, pushing her boobs back into her bra and pulling down her shirt as he watched, a look of blissful contentment on his face.

"Are we done here?" she asked haughtily as she stepped away from him. The air in her lungs seemed constricted, and she could taste him on her tongue.

"No. Come back over here."

Her legs felt wobbly as she stepped closer, within touching distance.

Casually, as if it was of no importance, he reached his hand into the front of her pants and slid one finger across her slit. Allison closed her eyes in humiliation, knowing what he would find.

"Ah…" His voice was full of smug satisfaction, making her want to slap the smile off of his face. Just because she was turned on didn't mean he could mock her. Except that, of course, she had no way to stop him. "You are wet. Open up."

Uncomprehending for a moment, she just stared at him as he held the finger in front of her face. Slowly, she opened her mouth, just a little, and he pushed his finger between her lips.

"Clean it."

The sweet musky taste of her own pussy filled her mouth, mixing with the salty flavor of his cum as she sucked his finger clean.

He leaned in to speak directly in her ear. "That's what it will taste like when we have sex." Pulling his finger from her mouth, he smiled down at her, stepping away, no longer invading her space. Her heart pounded. "I'll send you an email about our first date. It'll tell you everything you need to know. You can go now."

Allison fled.

* * *

"Hi,honey, how was your study session?"

Of course, her mother would just have to catch her as soon as she came home, even though it was already later than Patrice was up.

"It was fine, Mom. I think I'm going to be able to write a really great paper."

Mrs. Patrice Bradford smiled, so proud of her daughter and the way she tried so hard to be everything her parents thought she should be. College wasn't necessary, of course, but it was a good place for Allison to meet her future husband. So many men wanted educated wives these days, it didn't hurt to send her, even if it was a waste of money.

Allison and her mother looked quite a bit alike with their curly brown hair and curvy bodies. Her mother always looked so put together and in control, how Allison aspired to be. Lying to her mother while her pussy was soaked, and her mouth still tasted of her and Todd's combined juices, made Allison ashamed.

"That's great, dear," her mom said. Then she frowned as she took in Allison's outfit. "Just remember, you always need to dress your best, even at this time of night. That's not a very attractive outfit. Aren't you warm?"

"It's cold in the library," Allison said, thankful she could be truthful about that. "There's almost no one there this late at night, and those of us there are focusing on our work, not looking for a date."

"Appearances are always important," her mother said primly. She waved her hand, dismissing her daughter. "You'd better get to bed, so you don't get bags under your eyes. You don't want to look overtired tomorrow."

"Good night Mom."

Allison trotted up the stairs, her slick pussy lips rubbing together and creating a pleasant friction against her clit. As soon as she got to her room, she locked the door, pulled off her clothes, and threw herself on her bed, legs splayed as she shoved her fingers into her pussy. She was so wet. Pinching the nipple that had received less attention from Todd, Allison twisted it between her fingers as she pushed two fingers inside of her, humping her hips up and down, rubbing her clit against her hand.

Biting her lips against the moans that wanted to erupt, saliva built up in her mouth, and she could practically taste Todd's cock again, feel it pushing into her mouth while he looked at her with that dark and mocking gaze.

Her orgasm was explosive.