The Blackmail Society
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By Kinkabella Chapter ElevenDiary Date: Friday January 4th, 2002 Today had a touch of the second night syndrome. It's a theater saying which refers to the flat performance actors often give the night after opening night. There was an uneasy silence at first between Jeff and myself and I didn't even see Steve today, although Jeff said he stayed back quite late last night working on something. I knew Jeff was talking in some kind of code but I was so tired and sore from yesterday's initiation that I simply couldn't be bothered to ask him to elaborate. The day had a small peak just before lunch when, after rearranging my office as asked to by Jeff, he installed a picture on my computer which would automatically appear after a predetermined time of inactivity. It's set for 12 hours at this stage and that means I'm going to be forced to either do something at my computer after 9pm or arrive earlier than anybody else to make sure it doesn't appear on my screen through the day. My desk has been positioned in such a way that the computer screen directly faces the door to my office. It's a small thrill at this stage but a thrill just the same. Jeff allowed me some time in the afternoon to type and post my diary accounts of yesterday. There was much to report and I had small pleasures throughout the afternoon reliving in my mind the events. The only real highlight of today happened around 2pm. When Jeff paged me and asked me to come to his office I instinctively knew he had something in mind. I was suddenly nervous. Apprehensive. The library was busy with all the other staff doing things and maybe six or seven strangers outside in the public reading area outside my office. Obediently I left my desk and went next door into Jeff's office. At first, when all he asked me to do was make him a cup of coffee, I felt a twinge of disappointment. My spirits were revived when he asked me to remove my panties before doing what he asked. I obliged, reaching up under my skirt and peeling the flimsy lace garment down my legs. I handed them to Jeff and was about to walk out when he stopped me. I turned back to see him busily snipping away at the elastic waistband with a tiny pair of cuticle scissors. "Here you are. Put these back on and go make my coffee. Make yourself one also." I was puzzled but then I realized what he'd done. He'd not cut the lace sides of my panties; just the elastic. They were useless without it although I could hold them up discreetly providing I kept my arms pressed tightly against my hips. I made it without any problem to the staff lunchroom but I knew getting back to his office with two cups of coffee in my hands was not going to be easy. While the electric kettle was bringing the water to the boil I had a moment to consider my options. I decided against taking them off completely and knew Jeff had designed this small challenge with some other objective in mind. After a bit of tucking and fiddling I managed to tuck the useless waistband of my panties up higher under my skirt where, while not guaranteed to stay there, at least there was some chance of me completing the task without being embarrassed outside. As luck would have it I only made it half way back before the lace panties feathered down my hips and dropped quickly to my ankles. All my concentration was on trying not to spill the two hot cups of coffee in my hands but the sudden appearance of Sylvia right in front of me, giggling hysterically at my predicament, distracted me. She offered no assistance and her shrill, high-pitched squeal of a laugh attracted the attention of others around her. I felt my face blushing bright red as I continued struggling in my panty hobble towards Jeff's office. By the time I reached his door everybody in the library could see what had happened and I could hear them all laughing behind me as I carefully placed the two cups on Jeff's desk. "I don't want two cups. Take your cup, pull your panties up, and go back to your office." I had no idea how I was supposed to accomplish this while holding my coffee and I had to ask "how?" "Just reach down, grab hold of the back of them and pull them up!" |
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