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Due to requests I am re-posting this story in full. Its got 5 chapters
so far - please reply if you want more - jimgriff@excite.com
Please don't read it if explicit sex offends you. What a shame you will
have to miss the twists and turns of as slippery a couple of characters
as I have ever invented. Its the War of the Sexes!..... grin.
This is the last chapter I have written so far, but you can see what
is coming next, can't you? You can? Well, maybe I ought to write the
next chapter because nothing is as it seems when it comes these 2!
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2times5
Peter drove home from his encounter with Joni and Robin in a mixed mood.
"Encounter" sounds so cold, but that it what it was. It was a meeting
that made Peter think hard about himself and the situation he had walked
into.
He recognised that he had reached a new level of exploring his
sexuality, it was no longer a fantasy or a dream. He really had sucked
another man's prick and had enjoyed it. But, he was a heterosexual, for
God's sake, or was he gay?
No, he was neither and both. He knew that he found Joni's body far more
attractive. Women are smooth and curved and Robin's body, while being
quite sexy was also rather coarse in comparison. It was not that he felt
any loathing of Robin's hairy chest, but give him a pair of smooth, pert
breasts and he knew which he would prefer.
But, he had to admit to himself that he had loved kissing and sucking
Robin's prick. He realised that he probably enjoyed it more than a woman
would. For them, it was a means to an end - for him it was an end in
itself because it was a mutual love of himself. Men who suck each other
are loving themselves he thought - perhaps his kind of bisexuality was
narcissism?
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The realisation of how he had been caught out by Joni took longer to
sink in, but when it did, Peter's blood ran cold.
My GOD!!!!!!
"She's got it on video-tape!"
Peter was ruined!!
Peter was shocked.
Peter was thoughtful.
He thought and thought, playing various scenarios through his mind.
Deep in thought, he parked his car and entered his flat. He stopped at
the TV and started to look through the videotapes. "Yes" he hissed to
himself as he found the tape of Joni and himself.
OK, so she had him on videotape with Robin and he had himself on tape
with her, so....... what?
What was she planning to do with her video-tape?
There had been no threats..... yet.
Maybe it was just a tit-for-tat bargaining chip. He knew she wanted to
entrap him
but he wondered if she would really be able to use the video-tape?
Would the Press be interested?
Yessssssss, he sighed to himself. Unless he could find a way to stop
Joni, he was finished........ or was he?
He could get his retaliation in first, by going straight to the police
and claiming she had blackmailed him over the tape. They would guarantee
him anonymity and it was his word against hers. He was a rather more
important person than Joni and suddenly he knew what to do next.
While Peter was scheming, Joni had been celebrating her entrapment of
Peter and she opened a bottle of champagne to share it with Robin.
"You should have seen his face as I taped you coming into his mouth and
he realised was on tape - it was a brilliant picture!!" Joni laughed.
"Be careful," Robin warned. "He is a crafty type. I know it because I
am, too. We're never out-of-control even when we appear to be. I saw it
in his eyes."
"Don't be so negative," laughed Joni - "I've got him and all I have to
do is to work out what to do with this." she said as she waved the tape
in triumph.
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Peter decided to strike while the iron was hot and Joni was startled by
her mobile phone ringing.
"Hello"
Joni recognised Peter's voice but was thrown off balance by the fact
that he was calling her. He should have been cowering, trying to get
away from her as fast as possible, but here he was, his level, enigmatic
self, and she was speechless.
"Joni...... I know you are there. You are probably sipping champagne."
In the silence, as Robin looked at her with a question in his face, Joni
suddenly found her voice. "Er, yes I was having a glass. What do you
want?"
"I want to give you a word of warning." Peter said, evenly.
"You would be foolish to do anything with that tape as I have just
informed the police that you have threatened me with blackmail and they
have guaranteed me anonymity and a press black-out, so I think you had
better toe the line, young lady."
It was Joni's turn to be shocked and frightened and she was quickly on
the defensive. "I had no intention if using that tape against you" she
sputtered.
Robin was suddenly alert and she had to wave him away as she went on.
"The tape was purely for my personal enjoyment."
"I am glad that you understand and I would like you to know that unless
you and Robin do what I tell you in the future, I shall inform the
police. For the moment I shall hold them off, but any threat to use that
tape and I will nail you and they'll jail you and throw away the key".
Joni knew that he was overstating his case but she recognised that she
was in deep trouble. "Yes, I accept that."
"I'll be in touch" said Peter as he rang off.
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It was two days later, when Joni answered the phone to listen to Peter
giving her instructions.
"Book a room in the Central Hotel. A big bedroom. Prepare yourself for a
meeting with a group of people. I want you dressed as a submissive -
that means you must look like a slut. You will be our plaything and I
will expect complete obedience. I want you a red satin peephole bra and
crotchless pants, a short leather skirt and a see-through lace blouse.
You shall also wear a dog collar with a chain attached. Do as I say and
no harm will come to you."
"Yes," Joni said as evenly as she could. "I understand, but I want your
word that you will not go to police"
"I am man of my word. You are a woman full of words. I understand you
and I want you and I am going to share you with other men because you
want it, don't you?"
"Yesss", Joni sighed. "I'll be there next Tuesday evening"
As she put down the phone. Joni was shocked and aroused by Peter's
domination. She found his scenario both exciting and frightening, but
her warm pussy betrayed her real feelings. She began to imagine several
men taking her at once.
As she took a slow, piping hot bath, she began to slide her hands down
to her pussy stroking herself slowly and languidly as she began to think
about two men fucking her in her pussy. Or three men in her arse, her
cunt and her mouth. Or five men, as she wanked another two. She began to
frig her clit as she dreamt of one man after another taking her, a long
hard fuck, one after the other pounding her, screwing her arsehole,
fucking her mouth. "Yess" she moaned, as she pushed herself up to the
heights by plunging her hand into her cunt, dreaming that it was a cock.
As she inserted a finger into her arse hole at the same time, she rose
to an intense climax and fell down the deep dark valley of desire to a
plateau of warmth.
As she relaxed in the warm waters, she forced herself to question.
Would she go through with this gang-bang? Joni realised that she would
and that she was now firmly on a road to discover more about herself
than she ever thought. "Am I really a sub slut?" she asked herself,
But she knew that she enjoyed having power as well and that her
relationship with Peter was a dance of power, a battle of wits, a war of
lust, a maelstrom of emotions and desires that she found exciting and
dangerously seductive.
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Does any-one out there want me to continue with this story ?
Please reply to
Jimgriff@excite.com
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