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 Author: Deoz
Title: A Friend Indeed
Summary: What do you do when you find you're little sister's hot,
15-year old friend playing with herself on webcam?  (This is a blackmail
themed choose-your-own-adventure style story).
Keywords: Mf, fsolo, best, blackmail, nc, reluc, ws
[This is a Choose Your Own Adventure style story.  At the end of the
each chapter you will be given a choice, with instructions for what chapter
to go to next.  The start of every chapter is labelled with asterix, for
instance *Chapter 1*.  Use asterix to search and jump to the chapters you
desire.  Also note that every story tag will not be found in every path of
the story, but every tag will occur in at least one path.]
   *Chapter 1* - "The Beginning"
   It's late, but you don't care.  Everyone else in your house might be
asleep, but this is the best time for you.  The time where you can do what
you want without risk, without worrying about your younger sister bursting
through the door, or your parents yelling at you from another room.  So
now, after holding off all day, you finally get some time to yourself.  In
the dark of your room, illuminated solely by your computer screen, you're
slowly rubbing yourself, keeping your cock hard.
   Alright, so you know it's a bit sad that an 18 year old like you is
jerking it alone on a Friday night.  It's not like you're a virgin or
anything - you did totally bang Annie at last year's end of school party at
Rick's place (your friend Rick always throws the craziest parties).  Sure,
it was in Rick's parent's bedroom, and sure, Annie isn't exactly your dream
babe, and sure, you only lasted a few minutes...  But you still fucked her,
and that's more than a lot of the guys in your class could say.
   Anyways, you're on an internet chat site now, fishing for tits.  You had
a game you tried to get girls to play.  For every dare they did, they got
points, and the dares got dirtier and dirtier.  It didn't often go all the
way...  Half the time, you never got past them lifting their shirt above
their belly button.  But sometimes you got them to flash their tits.  And
once, three months or so ago, you got one girl to go all the way, and
jacked off while she masturbated with markers in both her pussy and ass. 
The memory of that night, and the hope to get it again, keeps you coming
back to the chat sites, even though you haven't gotten anything out of it
in a few weeks.
   Tonight, though, is your lucky night.  After an hour of nothing but
close up of dicks, you're linked with a girl.  Cute one, too.  She looks
young - she's probably even younger than you.  Not by too much, though. 
Her red hair is shaped into a pixie cut, her pale skin and green eyes
shining in the harsh computer light.  She smiles and laughs when she reads
the first few lines of your game (you set it up to show the dares, rather
than your face), and you see she has braces.  She looks somehow familiar...
You can't tell why, though.
   You can feel yourself getting more and more hopeful as she moves through
the dares.  She smiles, she sticks out her tongue and waves.  She raises
her shirt to show off a pale, toned stomach.  And then it starts to get
really good.
   She pulls off her shorts and t-shirt, revealing pink panties and a blue
sports bra.  Then she gets naked, and you start jacking off harder.  Her
tits were tiny but pert.  Her nipples were pleasantly puffy.  Her pussy was
completely hairless, and her ass was small and firm.
   It wasn't until she laid back and spread her legs and started slowly
rubbing herself, her eyes closing and her mouth letting out a little gasp
of pleasure, that a flash of recognition rocked you.  You knew who this
sexy little girl was.  She was your little sister's friend!
   Claire was 15, your sister's age.  She was in your sister's class, and
took gymnastic lessons with her.  They weren't best friends or anything...
But close enough that they would visit each other's houses and stuff. 
Hell, she was at your sister's birthday party last month.  The tight little
redhead pussy that was being rubbed for you right now had slept down the
hallway from you a matter of weeks ago.
   -Watching a 15 year old, especially one who hangs out with your sister,
play with herself is wrong.  If you sign off and try to forget what you
saw, go to Chapter 2.
   -It might be wrong, but it is hot.  If you watch for a bit to see where
this goes, go to Chapter 3.
   *Chapter 2* - "Sign off and try to forget."
   Watching a 15 year old, especially one who hangs out with your sister,
play with herself is wrong.  With a brief twinge of regret, you close the
browser window.
   Aside from a few fond memories (hey, it might have been wrong, but
you're only human), you don't think about what you saw.  You went back to
fishing for tits the next night, though without nearly such interesting
results.
   By the next weekend, the whole thing was nothing more than a funny story
in your head...  Which was too bad, but you know you made the right choice.
You were going to try to forget what you saw altogether.
   But then your mom told you that your sister was going to have a friend
from gymnastics over.  None other than Claire herself.  Was this a sign? 
Seven days after making the right decision, not watching a 15 year old
masturbate for your benefit, that same 15 year old was coming over to your
house...
   -Sign or no sign, she is only 15.  If you put the whole thing out of
your mind, go to Chapter 4.
   -Well, maybe you should at least find out more before you make a
decision.  If you take the chance to talk to Claire about it, go to Chapter
5.
   *Chapter 3* - "Watcg for a bit to see what happens."
   It might be wrong, but it is hot.  Besides, it's not like you're forcing
her.  She's old enough to make her own decisions.
   You stroke your cock as she keeps rubbing her pussy.  In the chat
window, she asks if you like what you see, and you respond with an emphatic
yes.
   "It would only be better," you type to her, "if you got on her hands and
knees, ass to the camera, while you do it."
   Lo and behold, she does exactly that.  It's a hard angle, for her to
position the camera clearly, but she manages to wiggle into frame.  The
fingers of one hand sneak up from between her legs to keep rubbing her
pussy.  The other hand reached around onto one ass cheek, to spread it open
for the camera, revealing the tiny puckered bud of her ass hole.
   Damn, this girl was good at this.  The sight was nearly enough to make
you cum right then and there.
   Your eyes flick down to the task bar on your screen.  Blinking there, as
if calling your attention, is the icon for the screen capture program you
downloaded ages ago, to save your favourite tits from sites like this...
   -The opportunity is too good to pass up.  If you start recording, go to
Chapter 6.
   -You better not; she is your sister's friend, after all.  If you sit
back and just enjoy the show, go to Chapter 7.
   *Chapter 4* - "Put it out of your mind entirely"
   Sign or no sign, she is only 15.  If you got caught looking at her
masturbating, you could get charged with child porn.  If you get caught
actually doing something with her?  It's not even worth considering.
   That's not to say the weekend wasn't hard on you.  Every time you saw
Claire at your house, all you could picture is the site of her tiny fingers
working her tight little pussy, eyes closed and mouth open, panting in
pleasure.
   Eventually, you ended up finding some excuse to go visit a friend
yourself, just so you wouldn't keep bumping into Claire.  It was a tense
weekend, but once it was over, you had no question that you made the right
choice.  It would have been wrong - it would have been illegal - to do
anything else.
   Still, too bad...  That pussy looked tight.  It would have felt great
milking your cock.  Oh well, such is the sacrifice for your morals.
   The End.
   *Chapter 5* - "Talk to her about it"
   Well, maybe you should at least find out more before you make a
decision. I mean, sure, it would be wrong to do anything with your sister's
15 year old friend...  But it's not like you're deciding that.  Really,
you're just looking out for her.  It could have been someone a lot worse
than you that recognized her first.  They might have exploited her.  You're
just going to help.
   It was a bit awkward, trying to find a chance to do this.  Eventually,
though, you managed.  It was late Saturday night, and you have been waiting
for ages...  But there, you can hear what you've been waiting for.  Someone
was walking alone down the hall, towards the bathroom.  You step into the
hallway yourself.  Score!  It's her.  She's wearing a loose-fitting tank
top and fleece pyjama pants.  Cute.  She didn't see you, and you don't want
to make too much of a noise.  So you move quickly after her, stepping into
the bathroom before she can close the door.
   She squeaks in surprise, and you hold up your hands.  "Sorry, didn't
mean to scare you...  I just need to talk to you."
   She looks a bit confused, but then she smiles up at you coyly.  You can
feel a twitch in your pants at the site.  Damn, she's fine.  No, no, that's
not what you're here for!
   "Listen, Claire, this is a bit odd...  But I'm just going to come out
and say it.  I saw you online last week...  I'm the one you were
masturbating for." She seems a bit taken aback, but not nearly as upset
about the whole thing as you expected.
   -Doing that kind of thing is dangerous.  If you try to convince her
never to do it again, go to Chapter 10.
   -Your cock has grown hard under her smile, alone in the bathroom with
her.  If you ask her if she wants to try it for real, go to Chapter 11.
   *Chapter 6* - "Start recording her"
   The opportunity is too good to pass up.  You click the icon, and command
it to start recording.
   At first, it's a great shot, but a pretty impersonal one.  You get a
nice close-up of her cute little ass and pussy while she's rubbing it.  The
money shot comes a moment later, though, when she glances back over her
shoulder at the camera.  Her face comes into full view, easily
recognizable, even in the harsh light of the webcam.
   You begin conversing with her as she keeps playing with herself.  To
answer, she turns to sit facing the camera, typing with one hand while the
other stays between her legs.  You get her to tell you her name, even
though you already know it.  Then you get her to play with her tits,
pinching the nipples and squeezing them together.  She even cranes her neck
down to try to reach them with her tongue, but they prove too small.
   You stop typing to her long enough for her to get into a rhythm, bucking
her hips into her own fingers.  She's going at herself with gusto, now,
sinking her two middle fingers knuckle-deep into her pussy.  You let her go
at it, her free hand groping her tits until, with a sudden tightening of
her muscles and shudder that runs down her whole body, she cums, collapsing
on the bed.
   "Holy fuck," you type, "that was awesome."
   She seems almost embarrassed now, and quickly pulls back on her pyjamas.
With a hasty smile and wave at the camera, she signs off, leaving you alone
with a raging hard-on...  And a recording of a 15 year old girl fingering
her pussy to orgasm.
   -You want more, and you know how to get it.  If you want to try
blackmailing her with this, go to Chapter 8.
   -That was awesome, and you have a great souvenir.  If you want to keep
the film to yourself, just to enjoy the memories, go to Chapter 9.
   *Chapter 7* - "Enjoy without recording"
   You had better not record her.  She is your sister's friend, after all.
Still, that doesn't mean you can't enjoy the show.
   As you lean back in your chair, you use one hand to continue to pleasure
yourself while the other types questions and instructions.  She doesn't
respond at first - since she's face down in her pillow with her ass and
cunt pointed at the screen, you guess she probably doesn't even notice
them. After glancing back over her shoulder mid-masturbation, though, she
sees your messages.
   It takes her a moment to figure out how to position herself so she can
see the screen and still have her camera capturing all the action, but she
figures it out.  Lying on her back again, her fingers have started making
their way into her pussy.  Her two middle fingers are disappearing up to
the second knuckle, and she's biting her lip in pleasure.  She obeys your
instructions, first.  She kneads her tiny breasts, and cranes her neck down
to try to lick her own nipple.  Her tits are too small, though, and she
can't reach, so she settles for pinching them instead.  After a while, she
begins to respond to your questions with the hand not in her cunt... 
Either she's a really bad speller, or she's distracted by what she's doing.
Either way, the information comes across.
   Yes, she's still a virgin.  No, she doesn't have any toys.  Yes, she
does this a lot.  No, she's never had anything in her ass.
   The last one seems to make her hesitate before answering, so you ask her
if she'd try it.  She responds that she's not sure.  It takes a bit of
coaxing, but you convince her it's worth a try.
   She brings the hand she'd been typing with down below her ass cheeks to
reach her asshole.  She's gotten deeper with the other one by now, bucking
her hips against the fingers that are all the way inside her.  She begins
to rub her asshole.  At first she seems to like it, but as she begins to
push the tip of one finger into it, her brow furrows in discomfort.  She
goes back to rubbing.
   It's not exactly the double penetration you'd like to see, but it's
still hot.  You stop typing, and take time to simply enjoy the sight for a
while.  She's sweating now, and it's pasting her red hair down to her skin.
Her fingers are barely moving in and out anymore, but you can see the
muscles in her hands working as she curls them insider of herself, her
thumb rubbing her own clit.  With index finger on her other hand, she's
rubbing her asshole, making it spasm slightly.
   All at once, she throws her head back.  Her fingers shake and quiver in
her cunt, legs clenching to lift her ass off the bed.  The sight of her
cumming pushes you over the edge, and you barely grab the Kleenex you had
waiting near your computer in time to keep from making a mess.
   She collapses back onto her bed as she pulls her fingers out of herself,
her tight little pussy gaping a bit at its sudden vacancy.  She sits, cross
legged, on her bed to face the computer.  You tell her to lick her fingers
clean, and she does, sticking the two that were in her pussy in her mouth,
sucking and licking all her juices off.  She hesitates a bit when you tell
her to get the fingers on her other hand too, but she eventually obliges.
She grimaces a bit as she sticks the finger she was rubbing her asshole
with in her mouth, but sucks it, too.
   When she has her fingers cleaned off, she grabs her pyjamas, and starts
dressing again.  "Thanks," she types quickly.  "That was fun."
   "It sure was, hottie." you respond.
   With that, she hit a button, and her camera went black as she signed
off. You sit for a moment, panting in pleasure, before setting out to clean
yourself up a bit better.
   It's too bad that it's over, but that was damn fun.  It might be a bit
odd if you bump into Claire again sometime...  But then again, knowing
that's the kind of girl she it, maybe you can get something from her next
time.
   Hell, even if it was only a one time thing, it was the kind of one time
thing you're going to remember for ages.
   The End.
   *Chapter 8* - "Blackmail her"
   You want more, and you know how you're going to get it.  Now you have a
film of her, identifying herself by name, showing off her pretty little
face, naked and fingering herself.  Your town isn't that big, and she is
your sister's friend...  If Claire had a reputation of a slut before now,
you would know about it.  That means she probably wouldn't want this kind
of thing getting out.  In fact, she'd probably do just about anything to
keep it a secret...
   The only question left is how you want to go about it.
   -You want to maintain your anonymity.  If you want to blackmail her over
the internet, go to Chapter 12.
   -You want to get laid.  If you want to blackmail her in person, go to
Chapter 13.
   *Chapter 9* - "Enjoy the memories of the recording"
   You have a great little souvenir now, but you're not a total dick. 
You'll keep it to yourself.
   For many nights, it serves you as jack-off material when you are more
unsuccessful on the chat sites.  Sure, you could get porn that was pretty
much the same thing...  But something about this little redhead really
turns your crank just right.  Maybe it's the fact that you know who she is,
or maybe she's just that hot.
   Things are a bit awkward next time Claire comes over to your house. 
Just the sight of her makes your cock spring to life in your pants...  But,
film or no film, she's only 15, and you have some morals.  Your movie is
enough for you.
   The End.
   *Chapter 10* - "Tell her not to do it again, it's dangerous"
   "Doing that kind of thing is dangerous.  You know what could happen to
you?" Her grin falters as you keep talking, "What if it wasn't me who saw
you?  What if it was someone from school?  Or some pervy old man?"
   "It's harmless-" she starts, but you interrupt.
   "Listen, I'm not going to talk to you about right or wrong.  It's your
body, I don't care.  But you could end up getting more trouble than you
realize.  Someone could record that shit, you know, and use it against
you."
   This seems to scare her.  Good.  She should be worried.
   "I know you don't know me very well," you say, "but I know what I would
tell my sister, if she were you.  It's not worth the risk.  You should
stop." With that, you leave, heading back to your room.
   She sticks her head out of the bathroom, and speaks before you make it
all the way.  "...Thanks." is all she says, before closing the door.
   Back in your room, you smile.  Sure, it might have been some time since
you've gotten any action, but it wouldn't have been worth ruining this
young lady's life.  You did the right thing.  And even if your cock is
still hard, and you're back to taking care of it yourself for a while, but
you helped a young girl be safe.  That's something to be proud of.
   The End.
   *Chapter 11* - "Want to try for real?"
   Your cock has grown hard under her smile, alone in the bathroom with
her. Sure, she's younger than you, but obviously she's interested in sex...
Why else would she be masturbating on webcam?  Besides, look at how she's
looking up at you.  She probably wants it worse than you do.
   "If you're that into sex," you start, "I was wondering if you'd like to
try it for real?"
   Her eyes, and her grin, widens.  She quite openly looks you up and down.
You know you might not be the hottest guy around, but you're in decent
shape, and good looking enough.
   "Maybe I would." Claire responds, "What exactly do you have in mind?"
   "Well, first these have to go." You say, tugging gently at the pyjama
pants.  She doesn't hesitate a bit, wiggling out of them, and then the
plain, white underwear she had on under them, while you close and lock the
bathroom door.
   "Alright," she says, pulling off her top now to reveal her tiny tits. 
"Now what?"
   -You're going to make sure she enjoys this.  If you make her feel good,
go to Chapter 14.
   -Those lips look to good to resist.  If you have her service you, go to
Chapter 15.
   *Chapter 12* - "Blackmail her on camera"
   You want to maintain your anonymity.  You have a lot of dirt at your
disposal, with these films of her masturbating, but if she figures out it's
you, she can make your life pretty bad.
   You have a pretty solid plan, and the first steps work out just fine. 
You create a new e-mail account, and sign up for both skype and facebook
with it.  You send friend requests to a bunch of your sister's friends... A
lot don't accept, not knowing who you were, but enough do that it makes
your facebook look credible.  Stupid kids, so willing to look popular that
they'll take any friend they can get.
   After a few days, you send a friend request to Claire, and she, too,
accepts right away.  Maybe she saw that you had a bunch of friends in
common...  Or maybe she's just another foolish girl who wants as many
facebook friends as possible.
   You start sending her messages, telling her you think she's hot, asking
to see more of her.  She responds, flirtatiously at first, then a bit more
catty.  Why should she, who were you, and so forth.
   You tell her that you have something you think she might be interested
in seeing.  When she asks what, you send her a clip from the video.  Her
fingers are deep in her cunt, her face in perfect view.
   "How did you get that?" She types to you.
   "It doesn't matter," you respond.  "What matters is what I'm going to do
with it, and with all the rest of the video.  I think your folks might be
interested in seeing them, don't you?"
   "Don't."
   "Or maybe I should just send them to people at school.  I bet that would
make you pretty damned popular, don't you think?"
   "Please, what do you want?"
   "The first thing I want is for you to learn your place, my slutty little
girl.  From here on, call me Sir."
   "Ok."
   "Ok what?"
   "Ok sir." She even sends you a frowning emoticon.  It makes you laugh.
You were long past the point of her shedding a tear and getting you to back
off.
   You tell her to add you on Skype, and a few minutes later she pops
online.  She asks again what it is that you want from her.  You've been
planning this for close to a week now, and you know exactly what you want
to do.
   -Seeing her naked once wasn't nearly enough.  If you want to see her
masturbate, go to Chapter 16.
   -She needs to know what a little slut she's been.  If you want to
humiliate her, go to Chapter 17.
   *Chapter 13* - "Blackmail her in person"
   You want to get laid.  This opportunity is too good to miss.  You're
going to blackmail this little slut in person.
   You spend some time planning, but you come up with what you think is a
pretty solid one.  The first steps work out just fine.  You create a new
e-mail account, and sign up for both skype and facebook with it.  You send
friend requests to a bunch of your sister's friends...  A lot don't accept,
not knowing who you were, but enough do that it makes your facebook look
credible.  Stupid kids, so willing to look popular that they'll take any
friend they can get.
   After a few days, you send a friend request to Claire, and she, too,
accepts right away.  Maybe she saw that you had a bunch of friends in
common...  Or maybe she's just another foolish girl who wants as many
facebook friends as possible.
   You start sending her messages, telling her you think she's hot, asking
to see more of her.  She responds, flirtatiously at first, then a bit more
catty.  Why should she, who were you, and so forth.
   You tell her that you have something you think she might be interested
in seeing.  When she asks what, you send her a clip from the video.  Her
fingers are deep in her cunt, her face in perfect view.
   "How did you get that?" She types to you.
   "It doesn't matter.  What matters is what I'm going to do with it.  I'm
thinking of sending it, and all the other pictures I have of you
masturbating like a little slut, to everyone in your school."
   "Please, no!"
   "I won't, on one condition.  You do everything I say.
   "Ok, I will."
   "First thing, from now on, you call me sir."
   "Yes sir." She types.
   "Good.  Now listen very carefully..." You send her instruction,
explaining how she is to check her e-mail daily, and follow any
instructions you send her from then on.  You give her some time to read,
and she sends a confirmation that she will.
   The second step of your plan takes a bit more work.  You had to figure
out a time to get Claire alone.  Luckily, your mom decides to take your
sister to visit your grandparents for a weekend, and you manage to stay
home alone, claiming too much homework.  Then you e-mail Claire more
instructions.  You tell her to drop in on her friend - your sister - that
weekend.  Act like she's just coming over to check something.  You tell her
that she's going to help you get something on her friend, and she believes
it.  Hell, when she responds, she seems almost eager to let you blackmail
her friend in order to leave her alone.  Treacherous little bitch.
   You have everything ready for her when she comes over.  When you answer
the door and invite her in, she asks after your sister.  Once she is
inside, and you've shut the door, you don't waste any time.  You tell her
that your sister isn't home, but that's ok, she can work for you anyways.
   "What?" she seems confused.  You hand her a folder, and she opens it. 
Her eyes go wide as she flicks through the pictures of her fingering
herself.  "It was you?" she asks.
   "Clever girl," you say.  "Now here's the deal.  You're going to do
everything I tell you to, or else these pictures go public."
   "Yes...  sir." She says.  She remembers the rules.  Good.  She looks
nervous, but not outright scared.  Maybe she thinks this won't be so bad.
   -In that case, you should start slow.  If you get her to suck your cock,
go to Chapter 18.
   -She's in for a surprise.  If you humiliate and degrade her, go to
Chapter 19.
   *Chapter 14* - "Make her feel good"
   You want to make sure she enjoys this.  For all you know, masturbating
on camera or not, she might still be a virgin.  Hell, if you do a good
enough job, this might become a regular thing.
   "Now, I'm going to get you all warmed up."
   "You know, I've never actually done this before," she says.
   "Don't worry, you'll love it.  Sit up here." You help her get up onto
the counter.  She shivers a bit as her pale, naked flesh touches the cold
ceramic, but it passes.  She's sitting on the edge of it, legs dangling
off. It's not a very high counter, and you're pretty tall.  It's a bit
awkward, but you manage to half kneel, half crouch on the floor, so your
face is level with her waist.
   She opens her legs, tentatively.  Her pussy looks even more inviting in
person.  It's tiny and looks tight...  It's almost cute, all pale and
hairless.  You smile up at her, in what you hope is a reassuring manner. 
She looks nervous, and is biting her lower lip.  The site is so freaking
adorable, yet hot, than you feel your cock roar to life in your pants.
   You lean in, and plant a gentle kiss on her inner thigh.  She gasps in
soft pleasure, and you move further up.  You kiss your way up her thigh
until you reach her pussy, but then you stop.  She moans, a low, mewling,
disappointed sound.  You exhale, breathing warm breath across her pussy
lips, and she gasps again.  "Please," she whispers.
   You lean in and kiss her pussy lips.  She moans again, this time in pure
pleasure.  You start using your tongue, running it along the outer edges of
her pussy.  The attention must be getting a result, as you see the tiny nub
of her clit poke out.  Well, if she likes this...
   You push your tongue into her, taste her virginal sweetness.  She gasps,
louder, this time, and you break away from her long enough to shush her
gently.  She nods, and closes her mouth, so you go back to work.  You flick
your tongue in and out of her.  You can tell she's trying to obey your call
for silence, but soft moans are still escaping her sealed lips.  When you
move your tongue up to attack her clit directly, it proves too much.  She
brings her hand to her mouth, and bites down on two knuckles to keep from
crying out.  Her whole body tenses up, then releases in a shudder.
   "Holy fuck," she pants after a moment of heavy breathing, "that...  that
was amazing.  I mean, I've made myself cum before, but not like that."
   "It feels better when someone else does it for you, doesn't it?"
   "Yeah." She answered, before biting her lip suggestively once more. 
"What's next?"
   -Those lips are too good to resist.  If you want a blowjob now, go to
Chapter 15.
   -If she thought that was good, she's going to love this!  If you want to
have sex with her, go to Chapter 21.
   *Chapter 15* - "Let her make you feel good"
   Those lips look to good to resist.  "You're going to make me feel good,"
you say.  "Kneel down."
   She drops to her knees with little hesitation, using the mat next to the
bathtub as padding on the cold, tiled floor.  She looks up at you with
eager eyes.
   As you slowly unbutton, then lower, your pants and boxers, her eyes go
wide.  "Whoa." She says.
   "Ever seen one before?"
   She nods.  "Yeah.  A boy in class showed me his behind the school once.
But it was way smaller than this."
   Your cock was rock hard from the site of Claire's naked body.  You
couldn't help but smile at the compliment.  Sure, you knew your dick wasn't
some mammoth thing, but compared to a 15 year olds?  You're not surprised
she finds it large.
   "What do I do?" She asks, reaching a tentative hand to touch your
manhood.
   You guide her onto it, wrapping her fingers around you.  Her hands are
soft, and small enough that they make your cock look large by comparison.
At your instructions, she starts to stroke you, slowly.  "You're going to
use your mouth, too." You say.
   She nods, then leans forward and plants a kiss directly on the tip of
your cock.  It sends an electric jolt of pleasure through you, and as she
pulls away you can see a strand of pre-cum connecting her mouth to your
dick.  "Like that?" she asks.
   "Sorta, yeah." You give her more instructions, and she eagerly follows
them.  First, she uses her tongue, flicking it across the head of your cock
before tilting the whole thing up to run her tongue along the bottom of
your shaft.  Then she opens her mouth and takes you in it.  At first, she
only works an inch or two, pushing her head forward until it gets
difficult, then retreating back.  She does this for a few minutes, her cute
little head bobbing up and down on the tip of your cock while she continues
to stroke it with her hand.  Sure, it's not exactly the kind of
deepthroating facefuck that you like watching in porn, but the site of her
pretty green eyes, looking up at you eager to please, more than makes up
for it.
   In a matter of moments, you know that this is too good to last.  If she
keeps going, you're going to cum soon.
   -She's working hard for it, you might as well give it to her.  If you
want to cum now, go to Chapter 20.
   -There's no way all you're getting out of this opportunity is a blowjob.
If you want to move on to sex, go to Chapter 21.
   *Chapter 16* - "Make her masturbate for you"
   Seeing her naked once wasn't nearly enough.  You want another show.  You
send her a message telling her to activate her camera, and she does as you
bring up your screen capture program and turn it on.  She looks worried -
she's not crying, but she is clearly apprehensive.  It's late, but she's
not in pyjamas yet.  She's in a plaid shirt that buttons up.
   When you tell her to strip, she hesitates.  "Come on," you type, "you
know you like showing off those tiny tits of yours." This makes her blush,
and look away form the camera.  You remind her of what happens if she
doesn't listen, and that seems to get through to her.
   She unbuttons the shirt, slowly.  She's wearing a purple sports bra - or
maybe a training bra, you don't really know the difference.  Either way,
it's quickly removed and discarded.  She stands up to wiggle out of her
jeans and white panties.
   For someone who is supposed to be doing this against her will, you
think, she's stripping pretty damned fast.
   At your instruction, she lies down on her back and spreads her legs, so
the camera can see her pretty little pink pussy.  She starts to stroke it,
rubbing it gently.  You tell her to go faster, and she obliges, rubbing
herself harder.
   When she slides her first finger into her pussy, she does it slowly. 
The second one follows quicker, though.  She begins to thrust in and out of
herself, the entire length of them disappearing into the folds of cunt.
   You plug your headphones in, and turn up the volume.  It turns out she
has a microphone on her camera - you can hear her moaning in pleasure.  She
manages to fit a third finger into herself, eliciting a lower moan, half
pleasure, half pain.  "Fuuuck" you hear her moan as she continues to play
with herself, her voice reaching a higher pitch.
   With a shudder and spasm, she makes herself cum, legs shaking as they
raise her ass off the bed, only to collapse back down.  She continues
moving her fingers for a while, slowly working them in and out of herself,
before finally pulling out entirely and sitting up.
   As the glow in her cheeks fade, you see something else begin to grow
behind her eyes.  She looks sad - ashamed, almost.  With the afterglow
fading, a sense of regret seems to be settling in.  Maybe she's humiliated
by what she's done already.
   -Well, she doesn't have to worry anymore, you've had enough fun.  If you
choose to let her go, go to Chapter 24.
   -Too bad for her, because you're only getting started.  If you choose to
make her try anal, go to Chapter 25.
   *Chapter 17* - "Make her do humiliating things"
   "You've been an awful slut, haven't you?"
   "Yes sir," she types.
   "You need to be shown what a dumb whore you are.  Get on camera for me."
   After a moment, she obliges, her video feed coming online.  She looks
worried - she's not crying, but she is clearly apprehensive.  It's late,
but she's not in pyjamas yet.  She's in a plaid shirt that buttons up.
   When you tell her to strip, she hesitates.  "Come on," you type, "you
know you like showing off those tiny tits of yours." This makes her blush,
and look away form the camera.  You remind her of what happens if she
doesn't listen, and that seems to get through to her.
   She unbuttons the shirt, slowly.  She's wearing a purple sports bra - or
maybe a training bra, you don't really know the difference.  Either way,
it's quickly removed and discarded.  She stands up to wiggle out of her
jeans and white panties.
   For someone who is supposed to be doing this against her will, you
think, she's stripping pretty damned fast.
   "Good girl." You say, "Massage those little tits for me." She does,
rubbing and groping at her tits.  At your instruction, she tries to bring
them up to her mouth, to lick them...  They prove too small, though, and
she can't reach them with her tongue no matter how she cranes her neck. 
She gives up, and settles for pinching and twisting them, wincing slightly
while she does.
   As you send her instructions, she follows them, barely hesitating, no
matter what you tell her to do.  She spreads her legs and opens her pussy
to the camera, pink and hairless.  She bends over in front of the camera,
spreading her ass cheeks, revealing the little bud of her asshole.  It
looked tight.  You might need to explore that, sometime.
   You tell her to find a marker, something dark.  When she does, you give
her more instructions.  As she reads what you type her, you can see her
look confused, and then worried.  She starts to protest, but you refuse to
be dissuaded.  With a reluctant sigh, she pops the cap off the marker, and
goes over your instructions.
   She starts on her chest, scrawling "SLUT" in capital letters across the
pale skin of her chest.  Beneath her tits, she adds "COCK TEASE." You tell
her to spread her legs again, and she continues writing insults are bad
names across herself.  Up one leg, ending just beside her cunt, she writes
"WHORE," and on the other "BITCH." She even rolls over onto her hands and
knees and awkwardly reaches around to write "FUCK PIG" across her ass.  The
letters are almost illegible, as she wrote them behind her without being
able to see, but you know what it's supposed to say, and that's enough to
make your cock twitch.  Apparently, the knowledge affects her, too...  When
she turns back around, you can feel tears of humiliation shining in her
eyes.
   She's crying now?  Too bad.  It's only going to get worse for her.  You
ask her if she's alone in the house, and she responds that she is now, but
her dad should be getting home soon.
   -"Go get the biggest cup of water you can." If you want her to start
some piss play, go to Chapter 26.
   -"You have a dog, don't you?" If you want her to play with her pet, go
to Chapter 27.
   *Chapter 18* - "Make her service you"
   Well, if she's not too reluctant to do this, you should start slow.
   "Here's the deal, little slut.  You're going to work nice and hard, and
make me feel good.  Understand?"
   "Yes sir." She says, shyly.  You're not sure, but you think she might be
hiding a smile.
   "Strip." You order.
   It's warm outside today, and she dressed for it.  She's wearing a white
tank-top and jean shorts.  On your command, she moves with little
hesitation.  She pulls off the tank top and wiggles out of the shorts,
revealing her pale skin, only covered by a white training bra and red
panties.  She stops there, until you motion her to continue, sitting down
on the couch.  Blushing, she pulls off the bra and slides off the panties,
bringing her tiny, white tits and smooth pussy into view.
   "Very hot, slut." You tell her.
   "Thank you, sir." She says.  This time she doesn't even bother hiding
the smile.  The little slut is getting off on this.  "What should I do
next?"
   "You're going to make me feel good.  I want you to suck my cock."
   She drops to her knees onto the carpet with little hesitation, head
level with your waist as you sit on the couch.
   As you slowly unbutton your pants and pull out your cock, Claire's eyes
go wide.  "Whoa." She says.
   "Ever seen one before?"
   She nods.  "Yeah.  A boy in class showed me his behind the school once.
But it was way smaller than this."
   Your cock was rock hard from the site of Claire's naked body.  You
couldn't help but smile at the compliment.  Sure, you knew your dick wasn't
some mammoth thing, but compared to a 15 year olds?  You're not surprised
she finds it large.
   "What do I do?" She asks, reaching a tentative hand to touch your
manhood.
   You guide her onto it, wrapping her fingers around you.  Her hands are
soft, and small enough that they make your cock look large by comparison.
At your instructions, she starts to stroke you, slowly.  "You've got to use
your mouth, too." You say.
   She nods, then leans forward and plants a kiss directly on the tip of
your cock.  It sends an electric jolt of pleasure through you, and as she
pulls away you can see a strand of pre-cum connecting her mouth to your
dick.  "Like that?" she asks.
   "Sorta, yeah." You give her more instructions, and she eagerly follows
them.  First, she uses her tongue, flicking it across the head of your cock
before tilting the whole thing up to run her tongue along the bottom of
your shaft.  Then she opens her mouth and takes you in it.  At first, she
only works an inch or two, pushing her head down until it gets difficult,
then retreating back.  She does this for a few minutes, her cute little
head bobbing up and down on the tip of your cock while she continues to
stroke it with her hand.  Sure, it's not exactly the kind of deepthroating
facefuck that you like watching in porn, but the site of her pretty green
eyes, looking up at you eager to please, more than makes up for it.
   In a matter of moments, you know that this is too good to last.  If she
keeps going, you're going to cum soon.
   -She's working for it, so give it to her.  If you cum, go to Chapter 28.
   -The blowjob is good, but it's not all you want.  If you move on to fuck
her, go to Chapter 29.
   *Chapter 19* - "Make her do humiliating things"
   She thinks this won't be too bad?  Well, she's in for a surprise. 
You're going to humiliate this little bitch.
   "Here's the deal, little slut.  You're going to work nice and hard, and
do everything I say.  Understand?"
   "Yes sir." She says, shyly.  You're not sure, but you think she might be
hiding a smile.
   "Strip." You order.
   It's warm outside today, and she dressed for it.  She's wearing a white
tank-top and jean shorts.  On your command, she moves with little
hesitation.  She pulls off the tank top and wiggles out of the shorts,
revealing her pale skin, only covered by a white training bra and red
panties.  She stops there, until you motion her to continue, sitting down
on the couch.  Blushing, she pulls off the bra and slides off the panties,
bringing her tiny, white tits and smooth pussy into view.
   "Very hot, slut." You tell her.
   "Thank you, sir." She says.  This time she doesn't even bother hiding
the smile.  The little slut is getting off on this.  "What should I do
next?"
   You grab your phone and switch to camera mode.  "Now we're going to have
a little photo shoot."
   The smile on her lips falters.  "But, I thought-"
   You reach out and slap her.  It's not terribly hard - it doesn't even
leave a handprint on her pale skin.  It does, however, cut her off, and she
looks at you, shock and fear growing in her eyes.
   You snap a picture of it.  "It doesn't matter what you thought, bitch.
You're mine, to do with as I please."
   "Yes...  sir." She responds slowly.
   "Good girl." You begin to take pictures of her naked body, at first
simply standing as she is.  Then you start giving her instructions about
how to pose for you.  She sits on the couch and spreads her legs so you can
see her cunt clearly.  She reaches down and spreads her pussy lips, opening
it for the camera.  You get shots of her trying to lick her own tiny tits,
and twisting and assaulting her nipples.  You have her bend over the table
and reach back to spread her ass cheeks, showing the camera her asshole and
pussy from behind.
   You get out a marker, and you tell her to stay still as you begin to
write on her.  You scrawl "COCK TEASE" across her tits, and "WHORE" on her
belly.  You make her bend over so you can write "SLUT" and "I LOVE BEING
FUCKED" on her ass.  Just above her pussy you write "CUM DUMP." As you go,
you make sure to get pictures of all of the messages, most of them angled
so her face is in clear view, too.
   By now, she's silently crying in humiliation.  Thin lines of tears run
down her face, already beginning to mar the makeup she was wearing.  You
tell her to kneel, and switch your phone to record video.  You give her
instructions and, once you're sure she understands, start recording.
   She looks up at your camera, and begins to say the words you gave her.
"My name is Claire.  I am a 15 year old slut.  I like it when everyone
watches me act like the whore I am.  I love to suck cock and get fucked.  I
hope you enjoy the show." You stop recording as she finishes, just in time
to miss the sob that rips itself from her throat.
   "Please, sir..." She says, "I don't like this."
   -If she doesn't like this, she'll hate the humiliation that's coming
next.  If you want to make the whore drink your piss, go to Chapter 30.
   -Give her something a slut like her does like.  If you get things for
her to masturbate with, go to Chapter 31.
   *Chapter 20* - "Cum from the blowjob"
   She's working hard for it, you might as well give it to her.  You're
going to cum soon.
   You moan in pleasure, and she takes it as a sign to speed up.  Fuck, for
someone who's never done this before, she's great at it.  You place one
hand on her head, gently guiding her to an even greater pace.  She seems to
be having trouble focusing on two actions at once, and the hand that was
stroking you slows.  Following a muttered instruction from you, she moves
it down, to play with your balls.  She gently cups them, running her
fingers over them.  She even gives them a little squeeze, which hurts a
bit...  But considering she's worked another inch of your dick into her
mouth, you're not complaining.
   You can feel yourself hitting the back of her mouth, but she doesn't go
deep enough for your cock to start down her throat.  She gags, a little,
but not too badly.  In any case, she doesn't slow because of it.  "Fuck,"
you mutter, "here it comes!"
   Your grip on her hair tightens instinctually as you cum.  The first
blast hits the back of her mouth, and she swallows it down.  As you keep
pumping it into her, she tries to swallow it all...  but it proves too
much. With a cough and a gag, she releases her mouth's hold on your cock,
spitting and spilling cum onto her tiny tits.  You're not done cumming yet,
though, and the next stream hits her in the face, and the one after that
adds to the mess on her chest.
   "God damn," you sigh as your orgasm abates, "that was incredible."
   She smiles up at you.  She's a bit of a mess, and you can see her eyes
were watering, but she looks happy enough.  "I did good?" she asks.
   "You did great," you answer.  You soak a wash cloth in warm water, and
offer it to her to clean up.  She takes it gratefully, and starts trying to
scrub the cum off her tits.  "Was that the kind of thing you were
interested in?"
   "Yeah...  But maybe next time, you can show me what actual sex is like?"
   Next time?  Fuck yes, there will be a next time.  You're not sure how,
but your going to make sure your sister invites Claire over more often from
now on.
   This could be the start of a beautiful - if somewhat secret -
relationship.
   The End.
   *Chapter 21* - "Have sex with her"
   So here you are, after months of having nothing but your own hand to
keep you company, with a hot little redhead naked in your bathroom.  Fuck,
you're going to get some of that.
   It's a bit awkward trying to find a position for sex in the cramped
quarters of the bathroom, but she's willing enough to try.  After a bit of
trial and error, you've found one that works.  She's bent over the edge of
the tub, knees outside of it while her hands rest in it.  Her cute little
ass is sticking up in the air invitingly.  You're kneeling behind her, cock
at just the right height to take her doggy style.  It might not be the most
comfortable pose, but neither of you seem that worried by it.  Her pussy
lips are red and flushed, your cock is rock hard and throbbing.  You both
want this, bad.
   You start gentle, slowly pushing your cock into her pussy.  It opens
before you easily enough.  You're not that surprised by the lack of hymen.
A girl who will rub her cunt on webcam probably had taken her own virginity
ages ago.  Still, she was tighter than you expected, and you clamp your
mouth shut to keep from moaning in pleasure.
   As you slowly push half of the length of your cock into her, she's not
nearly so successful at being silent.  She begins to moan and pant like an
animal.  You try to shush her but she doesn't seem to listen.  Oh well, a
little noise is a small price to pay.  You just hope your sister doesn't
come looking for Claire.
   You begin to thrust, ending deeper and deeper into her.  You're trying
to go slow, to take it nice and easy, but your body doesn't let you.  It
wants this, and it wants it now.
   "Fuuuck" Claire moans, "This feels soooo good."
   Fuck right, it does.  The sound of your hips smacking against her pale
ass seems louder than it should, echoing in the bathroom.  Its just one
more thing you ignore in favour of the incredible feeling.  Her pussy seems
to cling to you every time you pull out, only to welcome you back with
every push.
   You want it to last, but you know it can't.  It's just too good.  After
only a few minutes, you can feel your balls begin to tighten.  You're going
to cum soon.
   "Don't stop," she moans, "Please don't stop."
   -Hey, she asked for it.  If you don't stop, and cum insider her, go to
Chapter 22.
   -It's too risky to cum insider her.  If you pull out and cum on her
instead, go to Chapter 23.
   *Chapter 22* - "Cum inside her"
   Hey, she asked for it.  You know it might be risky, but you don't really
care.  Besides, what are the chances that she actually gets pregnant the
first time she has sex?
   You thrust with renewed urgency, fucking her like an animal.  "Fuuu" she
begins, but it becomes lost in a low moan of pleasure.  Her body spasms and
you feel her pussy clamp down on your cock as she cums.  The extra
tightness is too much for you, and you cum too, blasting your load straight
into her before collapsing on top of her, your face nestling in her red
hair, your softening cock still inside her.
   After a few minutes of lying like that across the tub, breathing
heavily, you both stir back to life.  As you stand, your now flaccid cock
falls free from her, followed by a tiny trickle of cum.  As she stands, her
knees wobble, and you catch her before she falls.  She smiles up at you
gratefully.
   "So," you ask as you both begin picking up your clothes, "was it
everything you wanted?"
   "It was...  It was neat." comes her answer.  Neat?  Really?  That's it?
"I bet most girls can't say their first time was in the bathroom with their
friend's big brother...  I guess that makes us special, huh?"
   "Sure, I guess." As you being to pull on your clothes, she does the
same, not bothering to clean the cum from her inner thigh before pulling
her underwear on over it.
   She stands on her toes, and gives you a kiss on the cheek.  "Thanks.  We
should do it again some time." With that, she dashes out the door and back
down the hallway, leaving you in the bathroom, only one leg in your pants,
confused.  You weren't sure how this was going to end, but you damn sure
didn't expect that.
   Oh well, it was fun.  Maybe it would happen again some time.  Maybe not.
Either way, it was done now.
   ...Except it wasn't.  You didn't find out exactly how not done it was
for another two months.  That was when you heard the news.  You were
walking by the kitchen while your mom and sister were talking, and Claire's
name caught your ears.  You listened, jaw dropping open at what you
learned.
   Claire was pregnant.
   It wasn't super wide spread news yet...  But it would undoubtedly be
soon.  Apparently she wouldn't tell her folks who the father was.  They
were pretty conservative, too.  The shame of having an unmarried, teenage
daughter pregnant was bad enough, there was no way they were adding having
an abortion in their family to it.  Claire would have to bring the baby to
term.
   Well now, this puts you in an awkward position.  You suppose there's a
chance she's pregnant with someone else's child.  I mean, a girl who would
spread her legs for all the internet and her friend's big brother couldn't
be that innocent.  For all you know, after you fucked her, she had half the
boys in the school...
   On the other hand, it might just be yours.  You might be a father.  Are
you ready for that?  Fuck, you're starting college next year.  Even as you
begin to panic, an image flashes in your head.  Claire, pale skin and red
hair shining, topless.  A tiny baby sucking on one of those cute little
tits of hers...
   Maybe you're not ready for this.  Maybe it's not even yours.  But you
make a mental note to try to get a hold of Claire to find out.  What will
come after that, you don't know.
   That's a different adventure.
   The End.
   *Chapter 22* - "Cum inside her"
   Hey, she asked for it.  You know it might be risky, but you don't really
care.  Besides, what are the chances that she actually gets pregnant the
first time she has sex?
   You thrust with renewed urgency, fucking her like an animal.  "Fuuu" she
begins, but it becomes lost in a low moan of pleasure.  Her body spasms and
you feel her pussy clamp down on your cock as she cums.  The extra
tightness is too much for you, and you cum too, blasting your load straight
into her before collapsing on top of her, your face nestling in her red
hair, your softening cock still inside her.
   After a few minutes of lying like that across the tub, breathing
heavily, you both stir back to life.  As you stand, your now flaccid cock
falls free from her, followed by a tiny trickle of cum.  As she stands, her
knees wobble, and you catch her before she falls.  She smiles up at you
gratefully.
   "So," you ask as you both begin picking up your clothes, "was it
everything you wanted?"
   "It was...  It was neat." comes her answer.  Neat?  Really?  That's it?
"I bet most girls can't say their first time was in the bathroom with their
friend's big brother...  I guess that makes us special, huh?"
   "Sure, I guess." As you being to pull on your clothes, she does the
same, not bothering to clean the cum from her inner thigh before pulling
her underwear on over it.
   She stands on her toes, and gives you a kiss on the cheek.  "Thanks.  We
should do it again some time." With that, she dashes out the door and back
down the hallway, leaving you in the bathroom, only one leg in your pants,
confused.  You weren't sure how this was going to end, but you damn sure
didn't expect that.
   Oh well, it was fun.  Maybe it would happen again some time.  Maybe not.
Either way, it was done now.
   ...Except it wasn't.  You didn't find out exactly how not done it was
for another two months.  That was when you heard the news.  You were
walking by the kitchen while your mom and sister were talking, and Claire's
name caught your ears.  You listened, jaw dropping open at what you
learned.
   Claire was pregnant.
   It wasn't super wide spread news yet...  But it would undoubtedly be
soon.  Apparently she wouldn't tell her folks who the father was.  They
were pretty conservative, too.  The shame of having an unmarried, teenage
daughter pregnant was bad enough, there was no way they were adding having
an abortion in their family to it.  Claire would have to bring the baby to
term.
   Well now, this puts you in an awkward position.  You suppose there's a
chance she's pregnant with someone else's child.  I mean, a girl who would
spread her legs for all the internet and her friend's big brother couldn't
be that innocent.  For all you know, after you fucked her, she had half the
boys in the school...
   On the other hand, it might just be yours.  You might be a father.  Are
you ready for that?  Fuck, you're starting college next year.  Even as you
begin to panic, an image flashes in your head.  Claire, pale skin and red
hair shining, topless.  A tiny baby sucking on one of those cute little
tits of hers...
   Maybe you're not ready for this.  Maybe it's not even yours.  But you
make a mental note to try to get a hold of Claire to find out.  What will
come after that, you don't know.
   That's a different adventure.
   The End.
   *Chapter 24* - "Let her go"
   Claire looks pretty ashamed of what she's just done, masturbating on
camera for you.  Sure, she's done it before, but that time was willing. 
This time she was forced into it, and even though it looked like she
enjoyed herself, now it seems to be bothering her.
   Oh well, she doesn't have to worry.  You've had your fun (and made a
second video to add to your collection).
   "Good girl." You type to her.  "You can get dressed again now."
   "Thank you, sir." She responds.  Even now, she remembers your rules. 
She is good.
   "I won't force you into anything again," you tell her, "on one
condition."
   "Yes, sir?" She pauses dressing to hear your condition, in jeans, but
still topless.  It's quite a hot look.
   "No more playing with yourself on chat sites, someone far worse than me
could get blackmail material on you.  Next time you're feeling like an
exhibitionist, you e-mail me, and get naked for me, and me alone. 
Understand?"
   She hesitates for a moment, before quickly typing "yes sir," and signing
off.  You can't be sure, but you think you saw a smile flash across her
lips before she left.  Maybe, just maybe, she might have had fun after all.
Then again, maybe not.  And that would be alright, too.  You had the videos
to keep you company.
   ...But you never do delete the fake e-mail account, just in case.
   The End.
   *Chapter 25* - "Make her try anal"
   Aw, the little slut is a bit embarrassed about fingering her cunt for
you?  Too bad, it's going to get worse.
   "You ever put anything up that tight little ass of yours, slut?"
   Her eyes grow wide, and she shakes her head, before typing "No, never."
Dumb slut, she even forgot to call you sir.  You were going to enjoy this.
   You tell her to roll on her side, position herself so the camera can see
both her ass and face.  Then you tell her to reach around, and slide a
finger into her ass.  It takes another threat of sending the videos out to
everyone she knows before she complies.
   At first, she merely rubs her finger across her asshole, almost
massaging it.  You hear her gasp...  Apparently, this feels nicer than she
had expected.  When she begins to push the tip of her finger into her ass,
though, the moan turns to whimper.  She only gets up to the first knuckle
in when she stops.
   "Please," she types to you, pulling her hand away from her ass, "it
hurts, sir.  Please don't make me."
   -Well, she might be a slut, but you don't want to hurt her.  If you let
her stop, go to Chapter 32.
   -Who cares if it hurts, you want to see the slut anally fuck herself. 
If you force her to keep going, go to Chapter 33.
   *Chapter 26* - "Piss play"
   "Go get the biggest cup of water you can," you order her.  She looks a
bit confused, but moves to grab her pants to obey.  "No, go naked." You
type.
   "But sir, what if someone comes home?"
   "You had better go fast then, hadn't you?"
   It takes her a few minutes to work up the courage, but eventually, she
runs off screen, naked.  You're not sure how large a house Claire lives in,
but it must be pretty big, because it takes her a while to get back.  She
has a large, clear glass - it looks like the type people would mix drinks
in.  It's filled to the brim with water.  At your command, she chugs it
down.
   You have her continue to pose, and to humiliate herself for you.  She
spanks her own ass and spits on her hand just to rub it in her face.  After
a few more minutes of this, she stops to send you a message.  "Sir, I have
to pee.  Can I go to the washroom?"
   You smile, already looking forward to what's about to happen.  "No, you
may not.  Bitches like you don't get toilets.  Piss in the glass, so I can
see."
   She looks confused, then slightly horrified.  "It's my favourite glass
to use..." She sends, adding a little frowning face emoticon.  You actually
laugh out loud at this, before answered.
   "Well, now you'll have a new reason to love it.  Piss, you dirty skank."
   She follows your instructions, clearly reluctant and humiliated.  She
stands so the camera is waist height, showing her from thigh to belly
button.  She lifts one leg and places it on the chair, and holds the cup
beneath her pussy.  Over you headphones, you can hear her muttering to
herself "come on, come on..."
   A stream of piss escapes her, splashing noisily into the glass.  Soon,
she fills the cup almost to the brim with her urine.
   "There, sir." She types, "did that turn you on?"
   No, honestly.  The sight of a girl peeing isn't a turn on for you, and
you tell her as much.
   "Then why make me do it?" she asks,
   You smirk to yourself.  "You pissing isn't what turns me on, it's what
you're going to do next." You can see the fear growing in her eyes, as they
dart back and forth from the screen to the glass.  You tell her what you
want before she can bring herself to ask.  "Drink."
   Her eyes go wide, and you can hear her gag and wretch at even the
thought of drinking her piss.  "No!" she writes, "that's disgusting!"
   "It's what a dirty slut like you deserves." You answer.  "You know what
happens if you disobey me.  Now do it."
   She is crying as she brings the cup to her lips.  She squeezes her eyes
shut and pours a trickle of her own piss into her mouth.  Immediately, she
wretches, hacking and coughing, turning to the camera pleadingly.  You just
tell her to keep going.
   The second drink is larger, she gulps down a mouthful of piss, grimacing
at the taste.  By the time she gets the third down, she seems to be short
of breath, and her tears a flowing quite freely.
   There's still half of the cup left, but she starts typing to you again.
"Please, sir, I can't do anymore.  It's too gross.  Please let me stop."
   For a second, you consider ordering her to keep going, to down every
drop...  But then you get a better idea.  "You don't have to drink
anymore," you type, "on one condition."
   "Anything, sir."
   "Pour the rest of it over yourself.  If you don't want to drink piss,
you're going to drench yourself in it."
   She hesitates, clearly disturbed by the command.  On the other hand, she
also really doesn't want to drink it.  "May I bring my laptop to the
bathroom, and do it there, sir?" You give her permission.
   A few seconds later, she's sitting cross-legged in her own bathtub,
still naked.  The camera is positioned to face it (probably sitting on the
toilet, you wonder), and she has the cup of piss in both hands.  You've
explained in detail what she needs to do, and she's breathing heavily,
trying to work up the courage to do it.
   In one swift move, she tilts her head back to look at the ceiling, and
brings the cup up, dumping the contents directly on her face.  The piss
pours down onto her, splashing on her lips and nose, dripping down her chin
onto her tits, soaking into her hair.
   She sat there for a moment, shivering and crying, before turning back to
the camera.  Her face was a mess.  She had been wearing makeup, but her
tears and the piss had made it run, dark lines of mascara streaking down
her cheeks.  Her red hair was plastered flat to her forehead, and her skin
glistened with the piss she had just dumped on it.
   "Are you done with me now, sir?" she types.
   -Done with her?  Not yet.  If you want her to get her dog involved, go
to Chapter 36.
   -If you're done with her and want to let her stop, go to Chapter 37.
   *Chapter 27* - "Get the dog"
   "You have a dog, don't you?"
   Claire seems too caught off guard by the question to hesitate, and she
answers, "yes," right away.  After a moment, she adds "Why?" You already
knew she had a dog - you can remember a month or two ago, when your sister
was trying to convince your mom to let her have a dog, she listed all of
her friends who had one.  Claire was at the top of the list.
   "Maybe I like dogs.  Is it a boy or girl?"
   "Boy."
   "Go get it." You command, "and, if there's a treat he especially likes,
get that too."
   "He likes peanut butter, sir.  Hang on." Claire seems quite happy to
bring her dog up to show you.  Maybe she believes that you just like dogs
and want to see one.  Maybe she thinks this means a break from her having
to perform for you.
   The dumb slut couldn't be more wrong.
   When Claire brings back the dog, you smile.  It's a lab of some sort -
perfect for what you want.  You ask Claire questions, as if just curious
about the dog, and she answers them while the dog sits, happy to be pet. 
Its name is Bear.  Bear is three.  Yes, Bear is well-trained.  No, Bear was
never neutered - he's a pure bred that gets studded out sometimes.
   You ask her if she brought the peanut butter, and she shows you a jar.
She puts some on her fingers, and holds them out to Bear.  The dog licks
them clean, tail wagging.
   "Give him more, but not on your fingers."
   "What do you mean, sir?"
   "I want you to put the peanut butter on your cunt and let Bear lick it
off."
   She protests a while, arguing that it's gross.  You counter, saying that
she doesn't really have a choice, and she might even like it.  You ask if
she's ever gotten oral sex and, when she says no, tell her that something
with a tongue as long and strong as her dog will be a great first
experience.
   After a few minutes of arguing, Claire accepts the command with a
worried sigh.  She scoops out some of the peanut butter and spreads it up
her inner thigh and across her pussy.  At your command, she even forcing
some into herself, though she complains it feels gross.  Bear, who had been
sitting, watching curiously, gave a small bark.
   "Come here, boy." Claire says when she's ready.
   Bear lunges at her with so much enthusiasm, Claire is nearly knocked out
of her chair.
   The dog wastes no time, his tongue running up and down her legs.  Claire
grimaces a little - the rough tongue must hurt.  Then she gasps as Bear
goes higher, his tongue lapping against the outside of her pussy.  "Jesus!"
she says, her voice breathless.  The dog goes at it with such precision and
so little hesitation that you can't help but wonder if it has done this
before.  Probably not with Claire, judging by how shocked she seems to be
by the sensations coursing through her, but maybe her mother gets bored
sometimes...
   "Fuuuck," the sound of Claire moaning snaps you out of your train of
thought, and brings you back to the action in front of you.  It's hard to
tell what the dog is doing, it's large head blocking most of the view of
Claire's pussy, but it's tongue is clearly still working around or in the
redhead's cunt.  Claire is holding the dog's head with both hands, her eyes
closed and her mouth hanging open.  She's actually wiggling her hips,
trying to force the dog deeper into her.
   "Fuck...  Fuck!  This is...  this is..." she can't seem to get a
sentence out, and the words you hear over your headphones are punctuated
with moans and gasps of pleasure.  "Gooood!" She bucks her hips up, trying
to hold them in place, but Bear doesn't seem to notice.  He just keep
digging at her with his tongue as she cums, her body shuddering as the dog
brings her to orgasm.
   As she collapses back onto her chair, Bear seems to begin slowing down.
Maybe he got all the peanut butter out of her already, or maybe, if he was
trained to do this by someone else, he's trained to stop after orgasm. 
Either way, after a few more licks, Bear pulls his head from Claire's
crotch and sits.
   "Did you enjoy that, slut?" you ask
   "Yes, sir." She responds, "It was gross but it felt good."
   "Good," you say, "now it's time to repay the favour..."
   -"You're going to give as good as you got." If you want Claire to give
Bear oral, go to Chapter 38.
   -"You're going to get fucked like the bitch you are." If you want Claire
to let Bear mount her, go to Chapter 39.
   *Chapter 28* - "Cum on her face"
   She's working for it, so give it to her.  "That's a good slut," you say,
petting her red hair, "keep going."
   She does, picking up speed as she works your cock.  You use the hand on
her head to push her deeper, forcing her to swallow more of your cock.  She
gags a little at the pressure, but tries to keep up.  Fuck, for someone
who's never done this before, she's great at it.  Following a muttered
instruction from you, she moves one of her hands down, to play with your
balls.  She gently cups them, running her fingers over them.  She even
gives them a little squeeze, which hurts a bit...  But considering she's
worked another inch of your dick into her mouth, you're not complaining.
   You can feel yourself hitting the back of her mouth, but she doesn't go
deep enough for your cock to start down her throat.  Well that will never
do.  You place both of your hands on either side of her head and start to
move your hips, holding her still so you can fuck her face rather than let
her do the work.
   She gags more at your increased pace, and you can feel her wretch on
your cock as you force her to deepthroat it.  She drops the hand away from
your balls to put them both on your legs, trying to push herself free of
you.  You don't let her, fucking her deeper.  Before long, you can feel her
nose bouncing off of your pelvis with each thrust, wet, gagging sounds
emanating from her.
   "Fuck," you mutter, "here it comes!"
   Your grip on her head tightens instinctually as you cum.  The first
blast hits the back of her mouth, and she swallows it down.  As you keep
pumping it into her, she tries to swallow it all...  but it proves too
much. With a cough and a gag, a burst of cum sprays out the edges of her
mouth.  You release her head so she can push herself free and breathe
again, but you're not done cumming yet.  The next stream hits her in the
face, and the one after that lands on her tits.
   "God damn," you sigh as your orgasm abates, "that was incredible."
   You look down at her, and see what a mess you made of her.  She had been
wearing makeup, and her mascara ran quite badly when you made her gag and
cry.  Lines of black run down her cheeks, her tears mixing with the cum you
had planted there.  Bile and your seed pour down her chin where she had
spat it up, dripping onto her tiny tits which were already wet with your
cum.
   She looks unhappy, but manages to smile through the mess on her face. 
"Is that what you wanted, sir?  Did I do good?" she asks.
   "You did great," you answer.  "If you want, you can go to the bathroom
and clean yourself up."
   She does, and you follow her, taking a moment to check out her naked ass
as she bends over the sink to wash her face.  When she's done, you let her
dress again.
   "Are you done with me, sir?  Did I do what you wanted?  Those pictures-"
   "Are a secret." You interrupt.  "You followed my instructions perfectly,
so I won't send them out."
   "Thank you sir," she says as you lead her out.  "And next time I have to
work to keep the secret, maybe you can show me what actual sex is like?"
With that, she goes.
   Next time?  You hadn't planned on it, but now that she mentions it... 
Fuck yes, there will be a next time.  You're not sure how, but your going
to make sure your sister invites Claire over more often from now on.
   This could be the start of a beautiful - if somewhat secret -
relationship.
   The End.
   *Chapter 29* - "Fuck her"
   The blowjob is good, but it's not all you want.  You have a hot little
slut in front of you that needs to do anything you tell her - and seems to
be enjoying it.  You're going to fuck her.
   "Stop." You tell her pulling her face away from your cock.
   "What's wrong, sir?  Wasn't I doing good?"
   "You were doing fine, slut." As you speak you stand from the couch and
start pulling off your clothes.  "But I have something else in mind.  Turn
around, on your hands and knees."
   She follows your instructions, presenting her ass to you as she crawls
into position on the floor.  You run your hand over her ass, then give it a
light spank, making her jump in surprise.  "Tell me, slut, what's the
biggest thing you've ever put into this cunt of yours."
   "There's a bottle of lotion at my house, sir.  I use it to masturbate
sometimes."
   "Do you dream of having a real dick in there when you do?" You press the
tip of your cock to her pussy.  You can feel that it's wet.
   "Yes, sir."
   "Beg me to fuck you like the slut you are."
   "Please, sir...  Please fuck me like a slut."
   Now who could say no to that?
   You push your dick inside her.  Holy fuck, she's tight.  As you breach
her pussy, she moans, loudly.  You get a few inches into her, and have to
stop, meeting too much resistance.  You begin to pull out, and she whimpers
a sad little sound, so you thrust back in, getting half of your length into
her.  Once again, her pussy clamps down on you, proving too tight to force
any further on this push.
   You begin to thrust, ending deeper and deeper into her.  You're trying
to go slow, to take it nice and easy, but your body doesn't let you.  It
wants this, and it wants it now.
   "Fuuuck" Claire moans, "This feels soooo good."
   Fuck right, it does.  The sound of your hips smacking against her pale
ass rings through the living room.  Its just one more thing you ignore in
favour of the incredible feeling.  Her pussy seems to cling to you every
time you pull out, only to welcome you back with every push.
   You want it to last, but you know it can't.  It's just too good.  After
only a few minutes, you can feel your balls begin to tighten.  You're going
to cum soon.
   "Don't stop," she moans, "Please don't stop."
   -She asked for it.  If you keep going and cum in her, go to Chapter 42.
   -She's getting a bit bossy, you should remind her who's in charge.  If
you switch to anal, go to Chapter 43.
   *Chapter 30* - "Make her drink your piss"
   If she doesn't like this, she'll hate the humiliation that's coming
next. You are going to make her feel like the dirty slut she is.
   "Come with me, slut." You command, and she starts to follow.  You hold
up a hand and stop her, though.  "No.  Dirty bitches like you don't walk.
They crawl."
   As she sinks to her knees, Claire begins crying harder.  You ignored
her, though, and start walking through your house.  She has to scramble on
all fours to keep up with you, more then once wincing in pain as she brings
her knees down on the rough carpet and hard floors.
   You lead her to the bathroom, and begin undoing your pants.  You set
your phone to record again.  "You want me to stop, don't you?" She doesn't
answer out loud, but nods.  "You prove to me that you're my dirty little
whore and I'll let you go for today, understand?" She nods again.  You pull
off your pants, and lift the lid and seat from the toilet.  She looks at
you, confused and worried.
   You smile.  "Bitches drink from the toilet bowl," you say.  She opens
her mouth to argue, but you stop her by grabbing her by the hair, and
forcing her face first into the toilet.  She struggles against you, but
you're stronger then she is, and she has no leverage.  Bubbles stream up
from the water as she fights and wells.  You flush it, giving her a swirly,
before pulling her out.
   Her face is a mess, skin and hair soaking wet, make-up ruined.  "What
the fuck-" she starts, but you interrupt her with a slap.
   "You're my dirty little toilet whore now." You say.  When she doesn't
say anything, you slap her again.  "Tell me."
   "I'm...  I'm your dirty little toilet whore, sir."
   "Good girl." You get your phone in one hand, while holding your cock
pointed at her face in the other.  "Tell me what you are, and ask to drink
my piss.  Or else all of these photos go out to the world." With that, you
start recording again.
   Claire looks up at you and the camera phone, full of equal parts
pleading and anger.  She doesn't argue, though.  "I'm a dirty toilet whore.
May I please drink your piss, sir?"
   You direct her to open her mouth, and she does.  With a gentle sigh, you
let loose a stream of piss.  Your aim is true, and it splashing onto her
tongue, filling her open mouth.  She gags and sputters, spilling it out,
and you squeeze off the flow.  "Keep it open." You command, threateningly.
"Don't spill any." She opens her mouth again, and you let loose once more,
quickly filling her mouth anew.
   When she is pilled to the brim, you squeeze off the flow again.  You
look down at her, and she meets your eyes with hers, filled with disgust
and humiliation.  "Swallow." You command.  With one last pleading look -
that you make sure to capture on film - she closes her mouth and swallows
with a grimace.
   "Fuck, that's gross." She complains when her mouth is empty.
   "I still have more to go." You say, waving your cock with the hand
that's squeezing it.
   "Please, no more."
   You consider her request for a moment, before deciding there's something
else you'd rather see, and you pause the recording.  "I won't make you
drink it if you beg for it on your face, make me believe you want it." You
start the recording again.
   She hesitates for a moment, but obviously would rather have it on her
skin than in her mouth.  "Please, sir," she begins, "please piss on my
whore face.  Make me your toilet bitch, cover me in your piss, please." You
have to admit, she's convincing.
   You direct her to hold her head lower, over the toilet bowl.  When she's
in place, you let go, sending your stream onto her.  At first it lands on
her cheek, and she squeezes her eyes and mouth shut.  You move your aim
around a bit, blasting her eyelids and soaking her hair with your piss. 
You even aim some up her nose, making her splutter again.  As you squeeze
the last few drops out, you shake yourself over her, and tell her to open
her eyes.
   She does, instantly grimacing and blinking as piss drips into them.  You
point out all the drops on the toilet bowl that had splashed off of her
face.  "Clean it, slut.  Lick it up."
   She brings her face down to the toilet bowl and sticks out her tongue.
It hovers there, not quite touching the ceramic for a moment, before you
cough impatiently.  Shutting her eyes, she beings it down the rest of the
way, and runs her tongue along the rim of the toilet, slurping up all the
piss there and swallowing.
   "Now thank me." You command.
   She looks up at you, and you frame her face perfectly in camera.  "Thank
you for pissing on me, sir." She says, clearly fighting back tears.
   -You've pushed her enough.  If you cut her loose, go to Chapter 44.
   -That humiliated, destroyed little face is too good to resist.  If you
jack off in her face, go to Chapter 45.
   *Chapter 31* - "Make her masturbate"
   She doesn't like what she's doing?  Well, you'll give her something a
slut like her does like.
   "Come with me, slut." You command, and she starts to follow.  You hold
up a hand and stop her, though.  "No.  Dirty bitches like you don't walk.
They crawl."
   As she sinks to her knees, Claire begins crying harder.  You ignored
her, though, and start walking through your house.  She has to scramble on
all fours to keep up with you, more then once wincing in pain as she brings
her knees down on the rough carpet and hard floors.
   You lead her to the kitchen, and tell her to sit on the counter.  She
shivers ass her ass presses into the cold marble, and you turn to the
fridge.
   "Are we...  Are you going to make me eat something?" She asks, sounding
half nervous, and half confused.
   "Not quite." You answer.  When you turn back to her, you have the prizes
you raided from your vegetable crisper.  A long, knobbly carrot and a
shorter, fatter cucumber.
   "You're joking." she says.
   "You know what to do, slut." You answer, handing her the carrot and
preparing your phone to record video.
   With a sigh and a shudder, she spreads her legs and brings the carrot
between them.  She rubs it on her pussy lips for a few minutes, closing her
eyes.  With a growled instruction from you, she moves forward, pressing the
thin tip of the carrot into herself.  She moans as she pushes it forward,
sinking several inches of vegetable into her cunt before she starts slowly
thrusting with it.  She works the carrot in and out of herself a few times,
picking up speed.  As you record, she moans, working pleasure out of the
forced masturbation.
   After a few minutes of this, you tell her to stop.  "There's still the
cucumber." You say.
   "You want me to switch, sir?"
   "Not quite, slut.  Have you ever had anything in your ass?"
   Her eyes go wide with fear.  "No, please, I haven't-"
   "This will be a special moment, then." You interrupt.  "Get on all
fours. Fill that loose cunt of yours with the cucumber.  The carrot goes in
your ass."
   "Please, don't make me-"
   You interrupt again.  "Do it slut, or else..."
   With another pathetic sounding sigh, she gets on her knees on the
counter.  She bends forward, but with each hand holding a vegetable, she
has no support for her front.  She ends up pressing her cheek all the way
to the counter, her tiny tits mashed even tinier against the marble.
   You move around to film from behind her as she begins.  She starts with
the cucumber.  It's a lot thicker than the part of the carrot she had in
her, but it still manages to slide in without much difficulty.  She fucks
herself with it, moving a solid five inches of the vegetable in and out of
her cunt, before you tell her to get on with the other one, too.
   She pauses the cucumber - half of it still lodged inside her - as she
presses the narrow end of the carrot against her virgin asshole.  The
carrot starts pretty thin, only a fraction of an inch across at the tip. 
As she pushes it in with a low moan, the thin part meets little resistance,
her ass opening before it.  It quickly grows wider as she gets more length
in her, though, and she freezes when it hits about an inch.
   "It hurts." She says.
   Instead of answering, you reach out, and quickly force another inch of
length into her ass, making her shriek in shock and pain.  "Keep going,
slut, or I'll do it for you." You say.
   As she continues to slowly work the carrot into her ass, she begins to
move the cucumber once more.  She only ends up getting four inches or so of
carrot in her - the widest point of the carrot being maybe an inch and a
bit wide - before she starts thrusting with that length.  You don't force
her to go any further, instead just enjoying the view as she masturbates
both her pussy and her ass with the veggies.
   "Fuuuck..." she moans.
   "Like that, slut?"
   She moans an answer, but you can't tell what it's supposed to be.  She
slows down the carrot, leaving it as deep as she could get it, and picks up
pace with the cucumber.  As she stops thrusting to simply wiggle the
carrot, she has the cucumber rocking her pussy at a frantic pace.
   "Oh god!" she cries out "Ohhhh myyyy gooood!"
   With a shudder and spasm, she shoves a solid six inches of cucumber into
herself, and holds both veggies still, grinding against them without going
any deeper.  Her whole body shakes as she cums.  She drops both hands away
from her makeshift toys, and slowly sinks until she's laying on her
stomach, both veggies still partly lodged in her.
   -You're just about done.  If you make her clean up before cutting her
loose, go to Chapter 46.
   -That was a great show, but you want more.  And you want to be involved.
If you fuck her while she masturbates, go to Chapter 47.
   *Chapter 32* - "Let her stop"
   Well, she might be a slut, but you don't want to hurt her.  "Very well,
slut," you write to her, "you can stop, on one condition."
   You can hear her sigh of relief, and see it gleaming in her eyes.  "Yes
sir, whatever you want."
   "Lick those whore fingers clean." You command.
   She does, without hesitation.  Maybe she's not that bothered by it, or
maybe it's just infinitely better than the idea of continuing the anal
route.  Either way, she immediately pops the fingers of her right hand, the
one that had been in her cunt, into her mouth.  She sucks on them like a
cock for a moment, before pulling them out and licking them each one by
one.
   "The other one, too." You order, and this seems to worry her as she
glances at the index finger of her left hand which had, until a moment ago,
been delving into her ass.  "Unless you want to go back to fucking your ass
with it?"
   With a tiny shudder, she brings her finger to her mouth, and sucks the
tip of it, grimacing.  You're not sure if it's at the taste, or merely the
knowledge of what she's doing, but you don't care that much.  After giving
her finger the oral treatment for a minute or two, she pulls it free from
her lips with a pop, and asks you if she's done now.
   "Yes, slut.  You're finished.  You did good." You can follow her as she
reads your message, her pretty lips mouthing the words a little as she
does. When she gets to your final compliment, she smiles.  It's not a big
smile, not a grin beaming of pride or anything, but it is definitely a
smile.
   "Thank you, sir." She says.
   "You can get dressed now, slut.  But if I ever message you again, you
had better be ready, understand?"
   "Yes sir.  Bye!" She even sends you a winky emoticon, before signing
off.
   You smile to yourself.  Maybe she's just a natural born submissive, and
got off on what you made her do.  Maybe you won her over when you didn't
force her into anal when she wasn't ready.  Or maybe she just really is a
slut, who will flirt with anyone, even her blackmailer.  Either way, you
feel pretty damned good.
   You shut down your computer for the night.  You have plans to make
before the next time you contact her...
   The End.
   *Chapter 33* - "Make her do more"
   Who cares if it hurts, you want to see the slut anally fuck herself.
   "Do it." You command, "or else your parents, your classmates, everyone
you know will get to see first hand how much of a whore you are." She looks
crestfallen, and you can see tears starting to gleam in her eyes.  You take
a modicum of pity on her, and give her advice.  "It would work better if
your finger was wet," you write.
   She seems to take your meaning, and begins to lick her finger, covering
it in a liberal amount of her spit.  Then, with one last pleading look in
the direction of the camera, she begins to slide her lubed up finger into
her ass.
   She grimaces the whole time, clearly in discomfort, but manages to get
half of it into her before she begins pumping with it.  Before too long,
she manages to get it entirely in, her palm slapping her ass with every
thrust.  She's crying outright, now.
   "Use your other hand on your cunt," you order, "Do both at once."
   It takes her a moment to notice the message, her eyes having squeezed
shut during the anal fingering.  But when she does see it, she moves her
free hand down to her pussy without nearly as much hesitation as her ass
had warranted.  Before long, she had two fingers pumping in and out of her
cunt, in opposite time to the one she was lodging in her ass.  You could
hear her moans in your headphones, half pleasure, and half clearly
discomfort and pain.
   Pain or not, though, she apparently didn't hold back on herself.  Her
moans grew lower, and you could hear her gasping, "fuuuuck" every now and
then.  She was going to make herself cum soon, you were sure of it.
   -You want to watch her cum like this.  If you let her stop after
cumming, go to Chapter 34.
   -No, the cheap little butt-slut doesn't get to cum yet.  If you want to
force her to anally fuck herself harder, go to Chapter 35.
   *Chapter 34* - "Let her stop"
   You want to see her cum like this.  You begin to stroke your own cock,
eager to relieve some of the pressure that had been building up the entire
show.  It doesn't take you long to be at the point of orgasm.
   Meanwhile, Claire seems to be fairing about the same.  Still lying on
her side, she's lifted one leg off the bed to allow the fingers in her cunt
to go deeper.  She's sped them up, too, along with the one in her ass. 
You're not sure if she's home alone or not, but you hope she is...  Her
cries of pleasure are growing loud enough to be almost unpleasant through
your headphones.
   All at once, she gasps and freezes, the fingers on both hands finding
their way deep inside her.  She shakes a little, shuddering in pleasure,
and slowly brings her leg down.  At the same time, you give your cock an
extra squeeze and begin to cum, filling the Kleenex that you kept ready,
but imagining what it would be like to shoot your load directly into her,
now loosened, ass.
   She lies still for a minute, breathing heavily, before sitting up. 
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" you ask her.
   She hesitates for a minute, before responding with a shy smile.  "Not
too bad, sir.  But next time, can we not do the anal?  I didn't like it
very much."
   Next time?  You hadn't given any thought to a next time.  By the look of
the blush on her face, though, she must have enjoyed some aspects of what
just happened.
   "Deal, slut." You type, before giving her permission to sign off.
   It's hard to sleep tonight.  You're too busy making plans for next time.
   The End.
   *Chapter 35* - "Force her to keep going"
   "Stop!" you order.  It takes her a moment to notice the message, but
when she does, she stops immediately.  She doesn't even taken the fingers
out of her ass or pussy, just freezes with them lodged inside her.
   "You're liking this, aren't you?" you ask.  She doesn't type an answer,
but gives a worried little half-nod.  "You're such a whore," you tell her,
"you should do more.  I want you to get more fingers inside that ass.  At
least three of them."
   Her eyes fill with fear, and you can see her trying to think of what to
say to you.  You sigh.  You thought you were past this little hurdle, but
it looks like you might have to go back to the well one more time.  "Listen
you dumb cunt," you type, "I have video of you masturbating.  Video of you
fucking your skanky ass.  Now I even have video of you admitting you like
getting double penetrated, the sign of a true whore.  Do what I say, or
else you'll be famous."
   She begins to cry, as she pulls the fingers that were in her cunt out of
it, to better focus on her ass.  As she begins to worm her middle finger
into her tight little asshole next to her index fingers, you can hear her
gasp and whine in pain.  Soon, though, she's managed, and both fingers are
knuckle deep in her ass.  She begins to push them in and out, fucking
herself with them, before you type to her "More.  And who said you could
stop working your cunt?"
   With a small sob, she brings her ring finger to her asshole, and tries
to fit it in next to the other two.  At the same time, she brings her other
hand back to her pussy, and slides two fingers into it.  She moves them,
masturbating, but without nearly the same enthusiasm she had before.  With
a grimace and small cry of pain, she manages to get all three fingers deep
inside her ass, and starts to move them in and out, slowly, face twisting
in pain each time she shoves them in.
   She does this for a few minutes, slowly and carefully double penetrating
herself while clearly getting no enjoyment from it.  All of a sudden, you
hear a little shriek of pain, and she pulls all her fingers out of herself.
"Please sir," she types to you, "you got what you want, can I stop now?"
You can see the fingers that were in her ass have blood on them; something
in her most have torn.
   -Well, you don't want her to actually hurt herself.  If you let her
stop, go to Chapter 51.
   -You're still only warming up.  If you force her to find something to
fuck her ass with, go to Chapter 52.
   *Chapter 36* - "Get the dog"
   "You have a dog, don't you?"
   Claire seems so caught off guard by the question that she answers,
"yes," right away.  After a moment, she adds "Why?" You already knew she
had a dog - you can remember a month or two ago, when your sister was
trying to convince your mom to let her have a dog, she listed all of her
friends who had one.  Claire was at the top of the list.
   "Maybe I like dogs.  Is it a boy or girl?"
   "Boy."
   "Go get it." You command, "and, if there's a treat he especially likes,
get that too."
   "He likes peanut butter, sir.  Hang on." Claire seems quite happy to
bring her dog up to show you.  Maybe she believes that you just like dogs
and want to see one.  Maybe she thinks this means a break from her having
to perform for you.
   The dumb slut couldn't be more wrong.
   When Claire brings back the dog, you smile.  It's a lab of some sort -
perfect for what you want.  You ask Claire questions, as if just curious
about the dog, and she answers them while the dog sits, happy to be pet. 
Its name is Bear.  Bear is three.  Yes, Bear is well-trained.  No, Bear was
never neutered - he's a pure bred that gets studded out sometimes.  As she
pets the dog, she has to forcefully keep him from sniffing at her body. 
She must still stink of piss - though it may be drying off, she clearly
hadn't cleaned her face and tits.
   You ask her if she brought the peanut butter, and she shows you a jar.
She puts some on her fingers, and holds them out to Bear.  The dog licks
them clean, tail wagging.
   "Give him more, but not on your fingers."
   "What do you mean, sir?"
   "I want you to put the peanut butter on your cunt and let Bear lick it
off."
   She protests a while, arguing that it's gross.  You counter, saying that
she doesn't really have a choice, and she might even like it.  You ask if
she's ever gotten oral sex and, when she says no, tell her that something
with a tongue as long and strong as her dog will be a great first
experience.
   After a few minutes of arguing, Claire accepts the command with a
worried sigh.  She scoops out some of the peanut butter and spreads it up
her inner thigh and across her pussy.  At your command, she even forcing
some into herself, though she complains it feels gross.  Bear, who had been
sitting, watching curiously, gave a small bark.
   "Come here, boy." Claire says when she's ready.
   Bear lunges at her with so much enthusiasm, Claire is nearly knocked out
of her chair.
   The dog wastes no time, his tongue running up and down her legs.  Claire
grimaces a little - the rough tongue must hurt.  Then she gasps as Bear
goes higher, his tongue lapping against the outside of her pussy.  "Jesus!"
she says, her voice breathless.  The dog goes at it with such precision and
so little hesitation that you can't help but wonder if it has done this
before.  Probably not with Claire, judging by how shocked she seems to be
by the sensations coursing through her, but maybe her mother gets bored
sometimes...
   "Fuuuck," the sound of Claire moaning snaps you out of your train of
thought, and brings you back to the action in front of you.  It's hard to
tell what the dog is doing, it's large head blocking most of the view of
Claire's pussy, but it's tongue is clearly still working around or in the
redhead's cunt.  Claire is holding the dog's head with both hands, her eyes
closed and her mouth hanging open.  She's actually wiggling her hips,
trying to force the dog deeper into her.
   "Fuck...  Fuck!  This is...  this is..." she can't seem to get a
sentence out, and the words you hear over your headphones are punctuated
with moans and gasps of pleasure.  "Gooood!" She bucks her hips up, trying
to hold them in place, but Bear doesn't seem to notice.  He just keep
digging at her with his tongue as she cums, her body shuddering as the dog
brings her to orgasm.
   As she collapses back onto her chair, Bear seems to begin slowing down.
Maybe he got all the peanut butter out of her already, or maybe, if he was
trained to do this by someone else, he's trained to stop after orgasm. 
Either way, after a few more licks, Bear pulls his head from Claire's
crotch and sits.
   "Did you enjoy that, slut?" you ask
   "Yes, sir." She responds, "It was gross but it felt good."
   "Good," you say, "now it's time to repay the favour..."
   -"You're going to give as good as you got." If you want Claire to give
Bear oral, go to Chapter 53.
   -"You're going to get fucked like the bitch you are." If you want Claire
to let Bear mount her, go to Chapter 54.
   *Chapter 37* - "Let her stop"
   Are you done with her?  You consider for a bit.  Sure, there are other
things you might like to make her do, but she's been pushed pretty far
already...  And you don't know when her parents are coming home.
   "One last thing, and then you're free of me." You tell her.  This seems
to perk her up; she's excited to put this behind her.
   You have her go back to her room, piss still dripping from her hair and
tits.  She gets back out the marker she had earlier, and at your command,
wipes dry her forehead.  She writes one last message, reluctantly, then
stands up to pose for the camera.
   She's quite a sight.  Make-up ruined, pale skin shining naked.  The
insults she wrote across herself still show up beautifully on camera,
marking her as a slut and whore.  You wonder briefly if she used a
permanent marker...  An idea that is even funnier to you with the addition
of the last message.  Across her forehead in big, black letters, the words
"PISS DRINKER" label her.
   The sight of her, blushing and crying in humiliation as she poses for
you, makes you cum.  You had been slowly stroking your cock for most of the
show, and this pushes you over the edge.
   "Alright, slut," you type to her once you clean yourself up, "you can go
now."
   Upon reading that, she immediately shuts down her camera.  You can
picture her, racing through the house, desperately trying to have a shower
and get herself cleaned up before her parents get home.  You're not sure
what you'd rather happen.  On the one hand, you don't want anyone else to
find out about what happened.  On the other hand, the idea of her dad
seeing her drenched in piss and labelled a whore is kind of funny...
   Either way, you fully intend to remain true to your word.  Sure you have
more videos of Claire humiliating herself now.  Videos of her naked,
showing off her pussy and ass, drinking piss, pouring it on herself,
writing insults and derogatory comments across her own flesh...  but you
don't plan on blackmailing her again with them.  That would just be too
mean.
   You convince yourself of that.  You won't blackmail her again.  You
won't blackmail her again.  You won't blackmail her again.
   At least, not unless you're really horny...
   The End.
   *Chapter 38* - "Doggie oral"
   "You're going to give as good as you got." You tell her.  She looks a
bit confused, and you clarify, "You're going to suck Bear's cock."
   "What?" She says, "No way!"
   "Are we really going to play this game again, slut?" You type to her,
annoyed.  "You refuse, I threaten to show the world what a whore you are,
and then you agree."
   She looks scared.  She glances down at her own naked body, then over at
the dog, still sitting peacefully, watching her.  When her eyes come back
to the camera, there's a new defiance held there.
   "No, I'm not doing that." She types.  "Fuck this, and fuck you.  I'll do
a lot of things, but I'm not sucking dog cock."
   "I will ruin you if you don't, slut."
   "I don't think you will.  If you do, I'll tell the police all about you.
They'll find you, and they will arrest you.  If you don't want that, just
leave me the fuck alone." With that, she hits a button on her keyboard, and
her camera shuts off.  She signs out of Skype a moment later.
   Well...  fuck.  You didn't expect to actually find something she
wouldn't do, but apparently you just don't have enough leverage on her to
force her into more bestiality.  I guess the thought of being seen as a
masturbating, body-writing whore isn't as bad as the thought of being a
dog's bitch.  But now you have to decide what to do about it.
   -You warned her, and you don't really think she'd go to the cops.  If
you release the blackmail material, go to Chapter 40.
   -She called your bluff...  You're not going to risk getting cops
involved.  If you let her off the hook, go to Chapter 41.
   *Chapter 39* - "Doggie fuck"
   "You're going to get fucked like the bitch you are." You tell her.  She
looks a bit confused, and you clarify, "You're going to get Bear to mount
you."
   "What?" She says, "No way!"
   "Are we really going to play this game again, slut?" You type to her,
annoyed.  "You refuse, I threaten to show the world what a whore you are,
and then you agree."
   She looks scared.  She glances down at her own naked body, then over at
the dog, still sitting peacefully, watching her.  When her eyes come back
to the camera, there's a new defiance held there.
   "No, I'm not doing that." She types.  "Fuck this, and fuck you.  I'll do
a lot of things, but I'm not fucking a dog."
   "I will ruin you if you don't, slut."
   "I don't think you will.  If you do, I'll tell the police all about you.
They'll find you, and they will arrest you.  If you don't want that, just
leave me the fuck alone." With that, she hits a button on her keyboard, and
her camera shuts off.  She signs out of Skype a moment later.
   Well...  fuck.  You didn't expect to actually find something she
wouldn't do, but apparently you just don't have enough leverage on her to
force her into more bestiality.  I guess the thought of being seen as a
masturbating, body-writing whore isn't as bad as the thought of being a
dog's bitch.  But now you have to decide what to do about it.
   -You warned her, and you don't really think she'd go to the cops.  If
you release the blackmail material, go to Chapter 40.
   -She called your bluff...  You're not going to risk getting cops
involved.  If you let her off the hook, go to Chapter 41.
   *Chapter 40* - "Ruin her"
   You warned her, and you don't really think she'd go to the cops.  She
wants to try to intimidate you?  Fuck that bitch, you're going to ruin her.
   It isn't hard, either.  You save all the various images and videos you
have of her into a zipped file, with a preview image that shows her face
and spread pussy quite clearly.  You label the file "Claire the Slut."
Hell, you're even already friends with a bunch of her classmates on your
fake Facebook account.  The way people spread gossip, you could probably
just send this to one person, and it would be news all over town in a few
days.
   But you didn't just send it to one person.  You sent it to twenty-eight.
   You kept an eye on the fallout.  Almost immediately, crude remarks
started showing up on Claire's facebook wall, along with stills of the
videos you captured.  An apparent favourite was the one of Claire orgasming
while Bear ate her out.  Just as soon, white knights appeared, trying to
tell off the people abusing Claire, defending her and claiming the videos
couldn't be real.  They were badly outnumbered though.
   It must have taken Claire until the next day to actually check her
facebook.  By then, the videos and images were everywhere.  She deleted her
account that day.  Yours got flagged by facebook for breaking their user
agreement and sending inappropriate material, but you don't care.  You got
all the use out of that account you needed.
   Things were just as bad for Claire at school on Monday.  You heard the
rumours even in your grade, though most of your friends, who are doing a
13th year, didn't care much what one slutty 15-year old got up to.  Walking
down the grade 10 hallway, though, this was clearly big news.  It only took
you one pass to figure out which locker was Claire's - no matter how many
times school officials took down the blown up pictures of her masturbating,
more always got taped to it.
   According to your sister, Claire wasn't in school Tuesday.
   By the next weekend, your sister told your mother everything at dinner.
About how videos of Claire doing dirty things had been sent out to her
classmates and friends.  Apparently, Claire had to delete her entire online
life, and change her phone number, just to escape the harassment.  Claire's
family had decided by Thursday that the best thing for Claire would be to
switch schools.
   She didn't even take the time to say goodbye to her friends.
   You feel a little bad about it.  You really did uproot the young girl's
life with your actions.  Still, you can assuage your guilt by reminding
yourself that she had a choice - this wouldn't have happened if the bitch
had just followed orders.
   Besides, there is a bright side.  Next time you blackmail someone, you
can use Claire as an example.  Follow orders...  Or end up like her.
   The End.
   *Chapter 41* - "Let her off the hook"
   You lean back in your chair, considering what to do.  It doesn't take
you that long.  Honestly, you were bluffing all along.  You didn't want to
ruin this young girl's life - and you sure as hell don't want to risk the
cops being involved.
   You save all of the images and videos of your conversation to a jump
drive, and you hide it in your underwear drawer.  The chances of anyone
actually coming on your computer and finding your secret porn stash are
pretty slim...  but if it happens, you'd rather that they find standard,
illegally downloaded stuff than proof of you blackmailing your sister's
underage friend into sexually humiliating herself.
   You're a bit disappointed.  Maybe if you played things a little
different, you could have gone further.  Oh well, you've learned your
lesson.  If you ever get a chance like this again, you'll go a bit
slower...
   One thing is for certain: now that you know that there is a chance -
however slim, however unlikely, there is a chance - to get things like this
out of internet chat rooms...  Well, you're just never going to give up on
your games.  Who knows, lightning might strike twice.
   The End.
   *Chapter 42* - "Cum inside her"
   She asked for it, you're going to give it to her.  You know it might be
risky, but you don't really care.  Besides, what are the chances that she
actually gets pregnant the first time she has sex?
   You thrust with renewed urgency, fucking her like an animal.  "Fuuu" she
begins, but it becomes lost in a low moan of pleasure.  Her body spasms,
and you feel her pussy clamp down on your cock as she cums.  The extra
tightness is too much for you, and you cum too, blasting your load straight
into her before collapsing on top of her, your face nestling in her red
hair, your softening cock still inside her.
   After a few minutes of lying like that in the middle of the living room,
breathing heavily, you both stir back to life.  As you stand, your now
flaccid cock falls free from her, followed by a tiny trickle of cum.  As
she stands, her knees wobble, and you catch her before she falls.  She
smiles up at you gratefully.
   "So," she asks as you both begin picking up your clothes, "did I do
good, sir?  Am I off the hook?" Even as she speaks, she smiles.
   "You're alright...  for now." You say.
   "For now?"
   "Well, yes.  If you want me to keep on keeping your secret, you'll have
to come back and work for it more, you know."
   She laughs.  You blackmailed this girl into letting you fuck her, and
now she's laughing about it.  The little slut loved it.  "Sounds good,
sir." You notice that she doesn't bother to clean the cum from her inner
thigh before pulling her underwear on over it.
   She stays, for a little bit.  You don't exactly cuddle or anything, but
she also doesn't rush out the door.  You get her a drink, and just talk for
a while.  She ends up telling you about different things she's done on the
internet, and different things she might someday try in sex... 
Hypothetically, of course.  Eventually, asking your permission first, she
heads home.
   Alone in the house, you are a bit confused.  You're not sure how you
expected the whole "blackmailing my little sister's friend into sex" thing
was going to go...  But you damn sure didn't really expect that.  When she
left, giving you a little kiss on the cheek as she went out the door, you
couldn't help but think that somehow, along the way, you lost control.  You
started in power, you had the blackmail material, you had her calling you
sir and following your commands...  So how come it feels like she got
everything she wanted from you, rather than the other way around?
   Oh well, it was fun.  Maybe it would happen again some time.  Maybe not.
Either way, it was done now.
   ...Except it wasn't.  You didn't find out exactly how not done it was
for another two months.  That was when you heard the news.  You were
walking by the kitchen while your mom and sister were talking, and Claire's
name caught your ears.  You listened, jaw dropping open at what you
learned.
   Claire was pregnant.
   It wasn't super wide spread news yet...  But it would undoubtedly be
soon.  Apparently she wouldn't tell her folks who the father was.  They
were pretty conservative, too.  The shame of having an unmarried, teenage
daughter pregnant was bad enough, there was no way they were adding having
an abortion in their family to it.  Claire would have to bring the baby to
term.
   Well now, this puts you in an awkward position.  You suppose there's a
chance she's pregnant with someone else's child.  I mean, a girl who would
spread her legs for all the internet and her friend's big brother couldn't
be that innocent.  For all you know, after you fucked her, she had half the
boys in the school...
   On the other hand, it might just be yours.  You might be a father.  Are
you ready for that?  Fuck, you're starting college next year.  Even as you
begin to panic, an image flashes in your head.  Claire, pale skin and red
hair shining, topless.  A tiny baby sucking on one of those cute little
tits of hers...
   Maybe you're not ready for this.  Maybe it's not even yours.  But you
make a mental note to try to get a hold of Claire to find out.  What will
come after that, you don't know.
   That's a different adventure.
   End.
   *Chapter 43* - "Switch to anal"
   You're not going to stop, but you don't want to cum in her pussy.  It's
far too risky.  Besides, there's something else you want to try, and this
might be your only chance...  This little slut is forgetting that she's
here obeying you, not for a free ride.
   As you pull yourself free of her pussy, she moans in disappointment. 
"Please..." she whispers, begging you to put it back in.
   You change the angle you hold your dick at.  "Have you ever put anything
inside your ass, slut?" you ask, punctuating the question by spitting on
her tiny little brown hole before pressing your cock head against it.
   "No!" Her voice comes quick and scared, "please, not there!  Put it back
in my pussy."
   You slap her ass, hard enough to leave a red handprint against the pale
skin.  "You're forgetting who is in charge here, bitch.  You're doing
everything I say, or else the world gets to know what a whore you are,
remember?"
   "But, I thought-"
   You interrupt her by slapping the other half of her ass, and she squeals
in pain.  "You thought wrong.  You're mine!  Now, beg me to fuck your ass!"
   "Please don't-"
   Another smack brings another yelp of pain.  "Beg me."
   She hesitates, and when she speaks, you can hear her choking back tears.
"Please sir...  Fuck my...  my ass."
   "If you insist." You start pushing.
   Your cock is wet, both from her pussy juices and from the spit that you
launched at her asshole...  but her ass is tight.  Almost painfully so, for
you.  Judging by the shrill moans of pain that Claire lets out, it's worse
for her.
   You get an inch in.  Then another.  Then a third.  You don't thrust, you
don't rush, you simply push forward without slowing or stopping.  The
friction on your cock burns a little...  but the way her ass squeezes
around your shaft makes your eyes roll up in pleasure.
   "Fuuuck!" Claire yells, "It hurts!  Please, take it out!"
   You only answer with a growl, but you start to pull out.  She begins to
moan thanks until, when all but the tip of your cock is out, you thrust
back in, faster this time.  Her shrieks hit an even higher note, and you
begin to actually fuck her ass, thrusting in and out.  You don't bottom out
- you're only using the first four or five inches of your cock, but it's
enough.  Her voice rasps and dies out, and she buries her face in the
carpet, gripping at it with clenched fists.  You're not entirely sure but,
as you fuck her, you think you might feel her spasm and clench around
you... It might have been nothing, but it might have been her cumming from
the anal assault.
   Either way, the pressure on your cock proves too much.  In a matter of
moments, you feel your balls clench as you begin to cum.  You force
yourself as deep as you can into her ass, holding her hips as she tries to
scramble forward away from you.  You blast your load deep into her, filling
her ass with your seed.  With each squirt, you feel her ass tighten and
clench around your cock, milking the next one out.
   Done coming, you stay like that for a moment, letting your cock begin to
soften inside her before pulling it out.  A thin trickle of cum follows it,
dripping down her legs.  She collapses onto the ground, her torso heaving
as she sobs.
   But you're not done, yet.
   You walk over to her head, and kneel down so your flaccid cock hangs
above her, rolling her over so she can see it.  "Open your mouth," you
order.  "Clean it."
   "Please, no...  That was just...  It just came out of my ass!"
   You slap her lightly on the face, not hard enough to leave a mark, but
enough to get her attention.  "Open, or else."
   With another sob, she opens her mouth, and let's you stuff your cock
into it.  At your command she moves her tongue, swirling it around, licking
the taste of your seed and her ass off of it.  After a moment you pull out
of her.  You grab her panties, and wipe your cock dry on them, before
tossing them at her, hitting her in the face.
   "Get dressed, whore.  And get out of my house." You start to dress. 
"And remember - if you tell anyone about this, you become the most famous
slut in town."
   She dresses, crying, before rushing from the house.
   You sit back on the couch, and allow yourself to smile.  That was a good
reality check for the little slut...  She needed to be reminded that you
were in charge, and she was yours.  Now she knows that, she should be even
better next time.
   The End.
   *Chapter 44* - "Cut her loose"
   You've pushed her enough.  Her face is a mess of tears, toilet water,
and piss.  The marker on her skin has run, but it's still legible, marking
her with insults.  You have video of her posing naked, licking a toilet,
and swallowing your urine.
   "Alright slut." You say.  "You're done, for today.  Get dressed."
   You force her to dress without even giving her a chance to wash off. 
She stinks of piss, but you don't care.  She's clearly humiliated, and begs
to have a chance to shower before you send her home, but you refuse.
   "Let the world see what a little toilet-whore you are." You tell her.
   When she's dressed again, you show her the door, leaving her to walk
home soaked in her humiliation.  Before you let her go, you remind her of
what happens if she tells anyone about you, or what you've done.  After
all, you have even more video to prove what a slut she is now.  You also
remind her to keep checking her e-mail.  You might want to get a hold of
her again.
   That thought - the thought that she might have to go through this again
- seems to break her more than any other.  She doesn't even cry anymore. 
Simply walks away, looking hopeless.
   You shut the door, and go to your computer to upload the videos you took
to it.  Your mind isn't on the task, though.  It's already making plans for
the next weekend you get the house to yourself.
   The End.
   *Chapter 45* - "Jack off on her face"
   That humiliated, destroyed little face is too good to resist.  Your
cock, flaccid while you were pissing, begins to grow hard.  You stroke it
slowly, and Claire glances down, eyes going wide when she realizes what
you're doing.
   "Please, no..." she begins, but trails off, seemingly hypnotized by your
slow, steady strokes.
   "You want my cum, don't you slut?"
   She doesn't wait for a threat before playing along.  Good, she's finally
learning.  "Yes sir.  Please cum on me."
   "You have to earn it," you say.  You pull up on your cock so it's
pointing towards the ceiling, leaving your balls hanging free, and you
order her to lick them.  She begins, tentatively, her tongue flicking
across your testicles.  Each touch sends a little jolt of pleasure through
you, and you soon want more.  At your command, she wraps her lips around
one of them, sucking on it, swirling her tongue around it inside her mouth,
before switching to the other and giving it the same treatment.  The entire
time, following your instructions, she keeps her pretty green eyes looking
up at your face...  and straight into the camera phone.
   It feels amazing, but you want more.  A small part of you wonders
about...  No, you wouldn't do that.  You're not gay.  On the other hand, it
would humiliate this little bitch.  And it's supposed to feel good.  And
it's not gay if it's a girl...
   You pull your balls free from her mouth with a wet smacking sound.  She
continues to look up at you, as you lower the toilet lid and sit on the
edge of it.  She seems confused about what you're doing, but you don't
speak until you've wormed your way into position.  Perched on the edge of
the toilet, resting more on your lower back than your butt, you raise both
legs so their on either side of her head, feet resting on the bathroom
counter.
   "Lick." You command, and she goes back to work, wrapping her tongue
around your balls once more.  "No," you say, "lower." She hesitates, then
begins to run her tongue up and down the patch of skin beneath your balls,
between them and your asshole.  That feels surprisingly good, but it's not
what you're working towards.  Again you command "Lower."
   When she looks up at you desperately, you're grinning wickedly.
   With a shudder, she leans down and flicks her tongue across your
asshole. It feels even better than you imagined, and you practically jump
off the toilet with a shudder of pleasure.  You let go of your cock, and
place that hand on the back of her head, holding her in place.  She
continues to lick outside your asshole for a bit, flicking your tongue
across it, until you start to apply pressure to the back of her head.  As
she sinks her tongue into your ass for real, you remind her of your order,
and she looks up at the camera, so it gets a lovely view of her green eyes
as she begins giving you a serious rimjob.
   She doesn't exactly flick her tongue in and out of your ass.  Rather,
she slides it in, and wiggles it there.  With every movement of her tongue,
you feel your cock twitch.  Before long, precum is pooling at the tip, and
running down it.  You begin to pet her hair, whispering to her.  "You're
such a good little slut...  You love licking ass, don't you?  You're a
filthy, little, ass-licking whore, aren't you?" The camera gets a lovely
shot as tears of disgust and humiliation roll down her cheeks, but she
continues working.
   Finally, you can feel the pressure building too much in your balls, and
you push her back and stand.  You move your hand back to your cock, and
jack it off pointing straight at her face.  "Beg." You command, zooming in
to get a better shot.
   "Please sir...  Please cum on me.  I want your cum on my face.  I'm a
dirty...  dirty, ass-licking whore who wants you to cum on her face. 
Please do it, please."
   She's interrupted as the first burst of cum catches her in the open
mouth, making her gag and lean back.  You keep aim, though, and the second
burst leaves a white streak in her red hair.  You land more on her face,
coating her pale skin, forcing her to squeeze shut her eyes for fear of
getting cum in them.  When you squeeze out the last bit, you let it fall
onto her tits.
   You stay like that for a minute or two, breathing heavily.  Claire's
crying, sitting on the bathroom floor, naked and dripping cum.
   "Alright slut." You say.  "You're done, for today.  Get dressed."
   You force her to dress without even giving her a chance to wash off. 
She stinks of piss and is covered in cum, but you don't care.  She's
clearly humiliated, and begs to have a chance to shower before you send her
home, but you refuse.
   "Let the world see what a filthy whore you are." You tell her.
   When she's dressed again, you show her the door, leaving her to walk
home soaked in her humiliation.  Before you let her go, you remind her of
what happens if she tells anyone about you, or what you've done.  After
all, you have even more video to prove what a slut she is now.  You also
remind her to keep checking her e-mail.  You might want to get a hold of
her again.
   That thought - the thought that she might have to go through this again
- seems to break her more than any other.  She doesn't even cry anymore. 
Simply walks away, looking hopeless.
   You shut the door, and go to your computer to upload the videos you took
to it.  Your mind isn't on the task, though.  It's already making plans for
the next weekend you get the house to yourself.
   End.
   *Chapter 46* - "Cut her loose"
   You're just about done with her, and you tell her as much.  "I'm going
to let you go, slut, you're all done."
   "Thank...  you...  sir..." she manages to mutter, slowly pulling out the
makeshift toys that she had lodged inside her.
   "Of course," you say, still filming her, getting close ups on both her
pussy and ass, which are hanging loose and open, "you have to clean up
after yourself first."
   Claire managed to push herself to sitting, wincing as her ass touches
counter again.  "What do I need to do, sir?"
   You smile, and glance at the vegetables.  "How else would you clean them
up?  Eat."
   She's past the point of arguing or resisting.  She brings the cucumber
to her mouth, licking her juices off of it before taking a bite.  You
capture the look of humiliation on her face on video as she chews and
swallows, before taking another bite and doing the same.  "Enough of that,"
you say, "get the other one, too."
   She picks up the carrot, and glances up at you.  She opens her mouth as
if to protest, but you narrow your eyes and shake your head slightly, and
she stops.  Closing her eyes, she brings the carrot up to her mouth, and
licks it.  Then with a shudder, she sticks the tip into her mouth, the part
that was most deeply lodged into her ass, and bites it off.  She gags a
little before swallowing.
   "Good girl," you say.  "Now get your clothes and get the fuck out of my
house."
   You have her dress, pulling her panties over well-used holes.  When
she's dressed again, you show her the door, leaving her to walk home,
gingerly wincing with each step.  Before you let her go, you remind her of
what happens if she tells anyone about you, or what you've done.  After
all, you have even more video to prove what a slut she is now.  You also
remind her to keep checking her e-mail.  You might want to get a hold of
her again.
   That thought - the thought that she might have to go through this again
- seems to break her more than any other.  She doesn't even cry anymore. 
Simply walks away, looking hopeless.
   You shut the door, and go to your computer to upload the videos you took
to it.  Your mind isn't on the task, though.  It's already making plans for
the next weekend you get the house to yourself.
   End.
   *Chapter 47* - "Fuck her while she masturbates"
   That was a great show, but you want more.  And you want to be involved.
You're cock is rock hard in your jeans, aching to be freed.  You're going
to fuck this little slut.  You smile at the idea of making her keep working
herself while you do, though.
   Having made up your mind to do this, you just have to decide how you
want her.
   -If you decide to fuck her cunt while she keeps working her ass, go to
Chapter 48.
   -If you decide to fuck her ass while she keeps working her cunt, go to
Chapter 49.
   -If you decide to fuck her face while she keeps working both her ass and
cunt, go to Chapter 50.
   *Chapter 48* - "Fuck her pussy"
   "Lose the cucumber," you tell her, "but keep working that ass of yours."
   You and Claire rearrange yourselves, pulling her off the counter and
lying down on the floor yourself.  You have her straddle you, leaning
forward so she can still reach around to hold the carrot in place up her
ass.  You guide her by the hips, lowering her onto your cock.
   Her pussy is wet, still open from the treatment she had given it, and
your cock slides in easily.  She's still pleasantly tight, though, sucking
you in.  She gasps as she sinks down on you, your cock sliding in up to the
hilt inside her.
   As she falls down onto you, her hand holding the carrot begins to wiggle
and thrust again, fucking her ass with the vegetable.  With every thrust of
it, you feel her pussy clench around your cock.  You begin to buck your
hips, thrusting up into her, forcing her to bounce up a few inches, only to
slide down again.  With every thrust, she fumbles at the carrot, inevitably
forcing it deeper inside herself.
   "Fuuuuck..." She moans, "this is...  fuuuuuuck...."
   "Take it, bitch," you growl, "Ride my cock like the whore you are!" You
can already feel yourself getting closer to cumming, the tightness of her
cunt - plus the extra pressure that the carrot in her ass puts on it - is
incredible, milking your cock.
   "I'm gonna...  I'm gonna cuuuuummmmm" she moans, and you feel her pussy
clench and spasm around your cock as her eyes roll back.
   "God damn!" you roar.  You roll over, pushing her too her back, and
making her slide the carrot even deeper in the process.  You pull out of
her, not wanting to get her pregnant, as you begin to cum.  You shoot your
load up from between her legs, leaving streaks of your seed on her stomach
and tits, even hitting as high as her chin with some of it.
   You both sit like that for a moment, breathing heavily in post orgasm
exhaustion.  She slowly works the carrot out of her ass, wincing as it
comes free with a pop.  Her pussy and ass are well ravaged, hanging loose
and open.
   "Did you like that, slut?" you pant after a moment, pushing yourself to
your feet.
   "Yes sir..." she responds.  She begins to gather up her clothes,
gingerly.  When she dresses, though, she doesn't put back on her underwear.
Rather, she uses them to mop up the juices between her legs and cum up her
torso, then stuffs them in a pocket.
   "You should get home," you say, "But remember...  If you keep being a
good girl, you get rewards like that.  Keep following my instructions and
you'll enjoy it.  Refuse to follow my instructions, or tell anyone about
this, and things get a lot worse."
   "Yes, sir..." She doesn't smile, but she doesn't look terribly upset
either.  As you show her the door, she moves gingerly, sore from the
fucking, but she walks purposefully.  She glances over her shoulder at you
before she walks out the door.  "....  Thank you, sir."
   With that she heads out, leaving you to relax alone.  Relax, and plan.
That turned out better than you expected...  But now you want to be better
prepared.  You'll probably get the house to yourself again next week.
   The End.
   *Chapter 49* - "Fuck her ass"
   "Lose the carrot," you say, "but keep working that cunt of yours."
   You have Claire climb down from the counter, and get onto her hands and
knees on the ground.  She uses one hand to support herself, while the other
stays between her legs, working the cucumber in and out of her cunt.
   Her asshole is still open from the fucking she had given it.  She still
winces, though, as she feels the tip of your cock press against it. 
"Please sir, no," she says, "it's too big..."
   "Quiet, slut," you command, slapping her ass, making her squeal.  You
begin to push your cock forward, making her squirm and moan.  For all of
her protests, though, she continues to move her cucumber in her cunt.
   Her ass is tight.  Almost painfully so, for you.  Judging by the shrill
moans of pain that Claire lets out, it's worse for her.  As you go deeper,
she begins moving the cucumber faster, trying to edge some sort of pleasure
out of what you're doing.
   You get an inch in.  Then another.  Then a third.  You don't thrust, you
don't rush, you simply push forward without slowing or stopping.  The
friction on your cock burns a little...  but the way her ass squeezes
around your shaft makes your eyes roll up in pleasure.
   "Fuuuck!" Claire yells, "It hurts!  Please, take it out!"
   You only answer with a growl, but you start to pull out.  She begins to
moan thanks until, when all but the tip of your cock is out, you thrust
back in, faster this time.  Her shrieks hit an even higher note, and you
begin to actually fuck her ass, thrusting in and out.  You don't bottom out
- you're only using the first four or five inches of your cock, but it's
enough.  Her voice rasps and dies out, and she drops her face to the floor,
clawing at it with her free hand.  You can hear her moan, in pain and
pleasure, as she fucks herself with the vegetable.  Her voice gives out,
the moan cut off by a small squeak, and her working hand freezes, holding
the cucumber deep inside her, and you feel her ass spasm and clench extra
tight around you....  She made herself cum as you fucked her ass.
   Before long, the pressure on your cock proves too much.  In a matter of
moments, you feel your balls clench as you begin to cum.  You force
yourself as deep as you can into her ass, holding her hips as she tries to
scramble forward away from you.  You blast your load deep into her, filling
her ass with your seed.  With each squirt, you feel her ass tighten and
clench around your cock, milking the next one out.
   Done coming, you stay like that for a moment, letting your cock begin to
soften inside her before pulling it out.  A thin trickle of cum follows it,
dripping down her legs.  She collapses onto the ground, pulling the
cucumber out of her cunt, her torso heaving as she sobs.
   But you're not done, yet.
   You walk over to her head, and kneel down so your flaccid cock hangs
above her, rolling her over so she can see it.  "Open your mouth," you
order.  "Clean it."
   "Please, no...  That was just...  It just came out of my ass!"
   You slap her lightly on the face, not hard enough to leave a mark, but
enough to get her attention.  "Open, or else."
   With another sob, she opens her mouth, and let's you stuff your cock
into it.  At your command she moves her tongue, swirling it around, licking
the taste of your seed and her ass off of it.  After a moment you pull out
of her.  You grab her panties, and wipe your cock dry on them, before
tossing them at her, hitting her in the face.
   "Get dressed, whore.  And get out of my house." You start to dress. 
"And remember - if you tell anyone about this, you become the most famous
slut in town."
   She dresses, crying, before rushing from the house.
   You head back to the living room and sit on the couch, and allow
yourself to smile.  That was a good reality check for the little slut... 
She needed to be reminded that you were in charge, and she was yours.  Now
she knows that, she should be even better next time.
   The End.
   *Chapter 50* - "Fuck her face"
   "Come here, slut," you growl.  You force her to roll over on the
counter, so she lies on her back.  She uses her legs to keep her ass
slightly raised off of it, so she can work the veggies in both of her
holes. You position her so that her head hangs off the edge, red hair
dangling toward the floor.
   "Open" you growl, pointing your cock at her lips.  She obeys, opening
her mouth, and sticking her tongue out along her chin.  Her mouth open,
moans flow out of it as she works the cucumber in her cunt.  She doesn't
thrust the carrot so much as hold it in place, and wiggle her hips on it.
   You start to slide your cock into her mouth, and she drops her tongue
so, at her upside down angle, it slides along the top of your cock as you
work it into her.  Before long, you feel the tip of your cock hit the back
of her mouth, and she makes a little gagging noise.
   "Are you ready, slut?" You ask, and moans an answer, making your cock
buzz with pleasure.  "I'm going to guess that means yes."
   You pull your cock out of her mouth, only to shove it back in.  You
begin to fuck her face, thrusting into her.  She gags as you work your way
down her throat.  As you pick up speed, she stops moving her hands, keeping
both vegetables lodged deep inside her holes.
   Before long, you've got your entire cock into her, forcing it past her
tongue and into her throat.  You feel it tighten as she gags on your cock.
Both her hands come off of the toys in her cunt and ass to press up on your
legs, trying to force you to slow down, to not go to deep.  You smack her
hands away, and thrust even harder.
   Before long, you feel her gag and wretch on your cock, bile bursting out
around your cock and pouring down her face.  You push yourself all the way
in, reaching down to hold her on either side of her face, your balls
resting on her nose.  She struggles weakly, wiggling on the table, trying
to release some pressure, in the process dropping her hips onto the table
and forcing the carrot in her ass deeper into herself, and making her
squeal in pain around your cock.
   As she moans and yells into your cock, you feel her start to weaken. 
You pull all the way out of her mouth, your cock followed by another spurt
of bile as she wretches and gasps for breath.  Once you let her breath for
a few seconds, you start again.
   After this hard, deep, facefucking goes on for a few more minutes,
before the clenching from her throat milks you to cumming.  You force
yourself all the way down her throat one last time and start blasting your
seed straight into her stomach.  As you do, you slowly begin pulling out,
coating up her throat and filling her mouth.  She tries to swallow, but
can't keep up with your load, and cum spills from her mouth mixing with the
tears and bile that cover her face.
   You stand there panting for a few minutes, recovering from orgasm as she
gasps in breath.  Rolling to her side, she slowly pulls the cucumber and
carrot out of her, giving small moans of pain and discomfort as each pops
out.
   She's a mess.  Her pussy is open, juices dripping from it.  Her asshole
is equally used, a thin line of blood trickling out of it from some injury
that she must have sustained when the carrot went deeper than she wanted.
Her skin is still marked up from the insults you had scrawled in it in
marker, but it's her face that's the worse.  It's covered in a mix of her
own sick and bile, tears, and your cum.  It had run up her face as she was
upside down, starting at her mouth, running up her nose and into her eyes,
mixing into her red hair and making it stick up.
   You grab her panties, and wipe your cock dry on them, before tossing
them at her, hitting her in the face.  Then you kick the rest of her
clothes in her direction.
   "Get dressed, whore.  And get out of my house." You start to dress. 
"And remember - if you tell anyone about this, you become the most famous
slut in town."
   She dresses, crying, before rushing from the house, not even pausing to
clean herself up.
   You head back to the living room and sit on the couch, and allow
yourself to smile.  That was a good reality check for the little slut... 
She needed to be reminded that you were in charge, and she was yours.  Now
she knows that, she should be even better next time.
   The End.
   *Chapter 51* - "Let her stop"
   Well, you don't want her to actually hurt herself.  "Fine, slut," you
type, "you're done for now."
   She thanks you, tears still streaming down her face, and slowly starts
to get dressed.  She wipes off both hands on some Kleenex before pulling on
her pyjamas.
   "You should keep practicing," you tell her, "because next time I might
not let you stop so soon.'
   Reading the phrase `next time' rips another sob from her, but she nods,
before signing off.
   She was crying quite a bit at the end there.  You feel somehow... 
disappointed.  Sure, you got a hot show of the little bitch fucking
herself, but deep down, part of you was hoping she would come to enjoy it,
to become a willing submissive.  That clearly didn't happen.
   Oh well, you still have all the video, she still has to do what you want
or risk being exposed as a whore.  If you blackmail her again, maybe you
can get through to her inner sub.  Even as you think about doing it again,
though, you picture her tear-covered face and a twinge of guilt stabs at
your gut.  Maybe there will be a next time, maybe there won't.  You'll just
have to see how you feel another night.
   The End.
   *Chapter 52* - "Force her to keep going"
   You're still only warming up.  "You want to stop fingering yourself?"
you type, "Fine...  But in return, you have to go find something for me.  A
bottle, a hairbrush, I don't care what, but find something to masturbate
with."
   She seems grateful that you aren't forcing her to keep fingering her
ass, but looks a bit crestfallen that you aren't simply letting her go. 
She wipes her fingers off on a Kleenex, and steps off screen.  When she
comes back, she's holding a bottle of something - hand lotion, maybe? 
Whatever it is, it's plastic, maybe a half of a foot long and an inch and a
half or two inches wide.  She sits back down, legs spread open before the
camera, and starts working the bottle into her cunt without waiting for a
command.
   It goes in without much trouble.  This, combined with the fact that she
didn't take long to pick an object, makes you guess that she has used this
bottle to masturbate before.  You smile as your jack off.  She really is a
slut.  You let her work the bottle in and out of her cunt for a few
minutes. She takes almost the entire length of it, and its glistening with
her pussy juices.  Finally, you type to her, "Nice show, whore, but who
said anything about fucking your pussy with it?"
   This seems to confuse her.  She leans forward to type, a few inches of
the bottle still inside her, "You wanted me to find something to masturbate
with, sir..."
   "Yeah, but I didn't say in your cunt.  I want you to sit on that bottle,
get as much of it up your ass as you can."
   Her eyes go wide, "Oh please don't make me." She writes.
   "Do it, slut." Is all you respond.  Tears are starting to flow from her
again, and she looks absolutely crestfallen.  She pulls the bottle from her
cunt, and positions it on her bed, pointing straight up.  You smile.  "Who
knows," you write, "maybe now that is wet from your slutty little pussy, it
will slide in easier." This just makes her cry more.
   She begins to lower herself, very slowly, onto the bottle.  From this
angle, on the camera, it's hard to see the action...  But you are sure
she's doing as you command; no one is that good at faking pure,
unadulterated pain.  She grimaces and cries and gasps as she gets lower and
lower.
   "Move up and down on it." You order, "Fuck your ass properly." She
tries. The first time she raises herself up, though, the bottle simply
comes with her, remaining firmly lodge in her ass.  She reaches around to
get a better grip on it, to hold it down.  That done, she begins to slowly
bounce up and down on it, letting out sharp hisses of pain every time she
pushes it further into her ass.
   All of a sudden, she slips, one foot tangling in her blankets and
shooting out from under her.  She falls, all of her weight suddenly being
forced directly onto the bottle that's lodge in her ass.  Her butt hits
bed, the bottle apparently vanishing insider her completely, and she lets
out an unholy shriek of pain, rolling off camera.
   You don't see what happens next, but you can hear.  Someone bangs on her
door, a muffled voice - a man, her father, maybe?  - calling out to see if
she's alright.  She starts begging whoever it is to wait, to give her a
moment before he comes in.  Apparently, he tries the knob anyways, only to
find it locked, and have her scream at him again to wait.  Eventually, she
must let him in, because you hear conversation, too far off camera to make
out what is said.  Then silence.  Claire has left, not even taking time to
shut down her webcam.
   You're left staring at an empty room with a hard-on.
   Fear begins to creep into you.  What if something really bad has
happened?  What if they ask her what she was doing, and she rats you out?
Sure, your blackmail material might have been good enough to set her on
this road, but considering she was pretty well just caught anally fucking
herself, its not like anything you have could make it worse for her.  She
has no reason not to spill the beans.
   You set about work, deleting all of the accounts you had used.  The
Facebook account you friended her on.  The Skype account you were using
tonight.  You pulled all the files you had of her off your computer,
storing them on a removable jump drive, and hiding that in your underwear
drawer.
   There's no way you're going to go down for this.
   It takes a few days for you to find any of the repercussions of that one
night.  Information finally comes to you through your sister.  At dinner,
your mother asks her how gymnastics is going, and she explains her squad is
short a member.  Claire went to the hospital one night, and had to stay
there for a few days.  Apparently, she tore something, and can't do
gymnastics for a while.  Your mother asks if your sister means Claire tore
a muscle, and your sister doesn't know.  She just heard about this
second-hand.
   A muscle?  No, you know it wasn't a muscle that she tore.  So Claire had
to spend a night in the hospital?  That's not good, but it probably also
isn't anything too serious.  Images of ruptured bowels and internal
bleeding had been plaguing you.
   No police ever came knocking on your door, so either Claire didn't
explain her blackmail, or they just never traced it to you.  Either way,
that was too close, too stressful.  You decide, then and there, your
blackmailing days are over for good.
   The End.
   *Chapter 53* - "Doggie oral"
   "You're going to give as good as you got." You tell her.  She looks a
bit confused, and you clarify, "You're going to suck Bear's cock."
   "What?" She says, "No way!"
   "Are we really going to play this game again, slut?" You type to her,
annoyed.  "You refuse, I threaten to show the world what a whore you are,
and then you agree."
   She looks scared.  She glances down at her own naked body, then over at
the dog, still sitting peacefully, watching her.  When her eyes come back
to the camera, there's a new defiance held there.
   "No, I'm not doing that." She types.  "Fuck this, and fuck you.  I'll do
a lot of things, but I'm not sucking dog cock.  You can show people the
videos of me masturbating if you want."
   "Oh, I can?  What about the others?  What about the video of you cumming
on Bear's tongue?  What about the videos of you drinking piss and pouring
it over your slutty little face?  Sure, you might be ok with people knowing
you're a cam-whore, but do you want them to know you're a fucking toilet
bitch, too?"
   This seems to break her resolve.  The defiance flies from her eyes,
replaced with fear.  "No, you can't."
   "I can, bitch, and I will.  I'll have pictures and video of you drinking
your own piss all over this damn town, unless you do what I want right
fucking now."
   "Ok, I'll do it." She types, the adds, hesitatingly, "sir."
   You instruct her on what to do.  You're not exactly sure yourself how
well this will work, but Bear seems pretty well-trained, so you're hopeful.
Claire has the dog lie down and roll over so she can rub his belly.  Her
hands start high on the dog, but slowly works their way down.  For his
part, Bear simply lies still, tongue hanging out, panting in content
pleasure.
   When Claire's hands reach down between Bear's hind legs, she finds the
furry sheath of his cock and, at your instruction, gently rubs it.  Bear
doesn't jump or yap, simply continues to lie there, happy.  Either this is
the most easy going dog in the world, you think, or else it really has been
trained for this.  You make a mental note to try to find out what Claire's
mom looks like.  There's potential there.
   Once Bear's cock emerges from its sheath, you put Claire to her real
work.  She shudders involuntarily as she sticks out her tongue and flicks
it across the slimy-looking hear of the dog's dick.  She does that for a
bit, licking the tip, occasionally working her tongue down the side of it,
before you tell her to suck it like she means it.  With another shudder,
she takes the end of the dog cock in her mouth, and begins slowly bobbing
her head up and down on it.
   As you watch, you notice that the dog's cock is starting to grow, and
starting to swell near the base.  You've seen a bit of beast porn in your
life, so you know something about the dog's knot...  You didn't expect it
to grow so large, so soon, though.
   Claire's eyes go wide at the sight of the dog's knot, but she doesn't
stop working.  She can't get her mouth around the swollen part of the dog's
dick, but she can get her lips too it, taking the first three or four
inches of dick down her throat to reach it.  Drool leaks from her lips as
she gags herself of the dog's cock.
   All at once, with a yap, Bear rolls to his feet, knocking Claire over
and ripping the dick from her mouth all in one move.  He stands there,
absolutely still with his tail in the air and his erect cock pointing
towards the ground.  This gives you an idea...  You know how to really
humiliate Claire.
   At your new instructions, her face goes pale...  but a quick reminder
that you now have a video of her going down on her dog gets her to obey. 
On all fours, she crawls so she is behind the dog.  Then, tears in her
eyes, she holds the dog's tail still with one hand while she tentatively
sticks out her tongue and flicks it against the dog's ass.
   "No," you type, "give him a real rimming.  And use your other hand on
his cock."
   She obeys, albeit reluctantly.  Her free hand goes to Bear's cock, and
she begins stroking it.  With a small sob of humiliation, she buries her
tongue into Bear's ass, rimming the dog while you jack off.  My god, what a
fucking dirty slut.
   Bear, apparently, enjoys the feeling.  His tongue lolls out and Claire
has to hold his tail tightly to keep it from wagging and striking her in
the face.  It's hard to know with a dog, but you would guess it was going
to cum soon.
   -"Get underneath him." If you want Claire to make the dog cum, go to
Chapter 55.
   -"Stop.  There's something else you need to do." If you want Claire to
make Bear fuck her, go to Chapter 56.
   *Chapter 54* - "Doggie fuck"
   "You're going to get fucked like the bitch you are.  Bend over the bed,
ass in the air."
   "What?" She says, "No way!"
   "Are we really going to play this game again, slut?" You type to her,
annoyed.  "You refuse, I threaten to show the world what a whore you are,
and then you agree."
   She looks scared.  She glances down at her own naked body, then over at
the dog, still sitting peacefully, watching her.  When her eyes come back
to the camera, there's a new defiance held there.
   "No, I'm not doing that." She types.  "Fuck this, and fuck you.  I'll do
a lot of things, but I'm not sucking dog cock.  You can show people the
videos of me masturbating if you want."
   "Oh, I can?  What about the others?  What about the video of you cumming
on Bear's tongue?  What about the videos of you drinking piss and pouring
it over your slutty little face?  Sure, you might be ok with people knowing
you're a cam-whore, but do you want them to know you're a fucking toilet
bitch, too?"
   This seems to break her resolve.  The defiance flies from her eyes,
replaced with fear.  "No, you can't."
   "I can, bitch, and I will.  I'll have pictures and video of you drinking
your own piss all over this damn town, unless you do what I want right
fucking now."
   "Ok, I'll do it." She types, the adds, hesitatingly, "sir."
   She follows your instructions as you write them.  With a pathetic little
sigh, she bends over the bed.  The camera was angled in such a way that you
got a side-on view of this.  Too bad you couldn't see her ass very well...
But it was a better view for what was about to happen.
   The dog takes some coaxing.  It sniffs around her pussy and ass for a
while, making her squirm and moan.  Suddenly, though, he leaps into action,
mounting Clair, her claws leaving scratches on her back before eventually
settling on the bed, on either side of her head.
   Bear begins thrusting blindly towards her hips, trying to find pussy. 
She glanced at the camera, her face twisted in pain as the dog cock banged
against her ass again and again.
   "It will hurt less if you guide him in," you advised her.  With a
shudder, she reached back and grabbed Bear's cock.  He froze, and allowed
her to guide him so the tip pressed against her pussy, still wet from the
dog's tongue.  Then he took over again, thrusting into her.
   Claire howled in surprise and discomfort as the dog's cock breached her
cunt.  He thrust for a few moments, making her moan under the assault as he
thrusts deep and fast.
   After a moment or two, Claire's moans change; they become higher pitch,
more frantic.  You hear her moan and groan, "It's...  it's growing..." You
smile.  Looks like Bear's knotting.
   "Too big!" she whines, "it's getting too big!" At the same time, Bear
slows down, his urgent thrusts being replaced by a single, solid push. 
Claire's complaints become more urgent, as she squirms and whimpers in
pain. "Bear...  Bear please stop!  Fuck, it's too big, please stop!  Oh
god! Oh gooood!"
   Claire's voice gives out, and she collapses, burying her face in a
pillow as her body shudders, cumming on the dog's cock.  Bear lifts a leg
and spins around, so he stands ass-to-ass with Claire.  Claire tries to
turn around, to see what Bear is doing, but can't move with the dog knot
tied to her.  A moment later, Bear tries to walk away, making Claire scream
out in pain as the knot pulls at her pussy, and forcing her to crawl
backwards after him to try and keep him from ripping out of her cunt.
   They stay like this for a while, ass-to-ass, Bear knotted deeply into
Claire's cunt, the girl forced to scamper backwards on all four every time
Bear tries to pull out to relieve some of the pressure in her pussy.  After
10 or 15 minutes of her stuck like this, crying in pain and humiliation,
Bear gives one quick pull and with a sloppy, popping sound, his cock comes
free.  Claire collapses onto the ground, dog cum dripping from her, now
gapping loose, pussy.
   Free of his bitch, Bear seems to loose interest in her.  He moves around
Claire to hop up on her bed, curl up, and go to sleep, leaving Claire lying
on her stomach on the floor.
   When she finally forces herself back to all fours, she crawls over to
the desk, pulling herself to her computer, giving you a good look of her
face.
   She looks like a mess.  Her face still shines from the now-drying piss
that she poured on it.  Standing out dark against her pale skin, the
insults she wrote on her own flesh still mark her.  Her tears have
destroyed her makeup, dark lines of mascara pouring down her cheeks.
   She looks broken.
   "Good slut." You type.  "I'll let you go, for now.  But remember, if you
tell anyone what happened, the whole world will know what a slutty,
piss-drinking, dog-whore you are."
   "Yes, sir." She types, still crying.
   "Good.  Go get yourself cleaned up, you look filthy.  But make sure you
check your e-mail every day, just in case I need to get a hold of you."
   With a broken sob, she signs off, leaving you alone once more.  Alone,
to start making plans for tomorrow night's session.
   The End
   *Chapter 55* - "Get her to make the dog cum"
   "Get underneath him." You command.  "Get on your back so his cock is
pointed at your face."
   Claire reads the instructions, and obeys.  Five minutes ago, she
probably would hate the implication of having a dog's cock directed at her
cute little face...  But you suppose she would prefer anything to licking
the dog's ass.
   She lies down on her back between Bear's legs, her chest level with his
hind legs, her face in a straight line from where his erect cock is
pointing.  She takes it in one hand, and begins to stroke it, fast.
   Bear cums, shooting his thin, pale seed out at Claire.  It hits her in
the face and, when she gasps, gets into her mouth.  It's more than you
expect, squirt after squirt catching her face, plastering her red hear and
painting her pale skin even paler.  She tries to look away from it, but
this just lets Bear coat her entire face more thoroughly, covering her
cheeks and, you guess, getting it in her ears.
   You cum the same time the dog does, emptying your balls into tissues,
but imagining it's you that is plastering Claire's pretty young face with
your seed.
   By the time Bear is done cumming, Claire is coated with dog semen, her
face lost beneath a thick mask of it.  Bear seems to lose interest almost
immediately, and trots over to Claire's bed.  He hops up onto it, and curls
up to sleep on it, leaving Claire, covered in his cum, on the floor.
   She turns to the camera.  She is truly a mess.  Dog cum is dripping from
her, off her nose and lips, running down her neck to her tits.  You know
she must still reek of the piss she had poured on herself.  Running from
the treatment, but still legible, are the insults she wrote on her own
flesh.  Thin lines of cum are being washed away by the tears of humiliation
pouring from her face.
   She looks broken.
   "Good slut." You type.  "I'll let you go, for now.  But remember, if you
tell anyone what happened, the whole world will know what a slutty,
piss-drinking, dog-whore you are."
   "Yes, sir." She types, still crying.
   "Good.  Go get yourself cleaned up, you look filthy.  But make sure you
check your e-mail every day, just in case I need to get a hold of you."
   With a broken sob, she signs off, leaving you alone once more.  Alone,
to start making plans for tomorrow night's session.
   The End.
   *Chapter 56* - "Doggie fuck"
   "Stop.  There's something else you need to do." When Claire sees your
message, she immediately breaks from licking Bear's ass.  You suppose she
would take any excuse to get away from giving a dog a rimjob.
   "You're a dirty bitch, you know that?"
   "Yes, sir." She types, clearly humiliated by her actions, but unwilling
to argue with you.
   "Well, now you're going to get fucked like the bitch you are.  Bend over
the bed, ass in the air."
   She looked like she was going to argue with you about this, but then
thought better of it.  With a pathetic little sigh, she bent over the bed.
The camera was angled in such a way that you got a side-on view of this. 
Too bad you couldn't see her ass very well...  But it was a better view for
what was about to happen.
   You had played a hunch that, with any luck, Bear wouldn't need too much
prompting.  Considering he had let everything go by pretty well so far, and
how horny he must be by now, you were hoping he'd do what came natural when
a bitch stuck her ass up in the air in front of him.
   You weren't disappointed.
   Bear leapt into action, mounting Claire in one swift movement.  With
paws resting on her bed on either side of her head, he began thrusting
blindly towards her hips, trying to find pussy.  She glanced at the camera,
her face twisted in pain as the dog cock banged against her ass again and
again.
   "It will hurt less if you guide him in," you advised her.  With a
shudder, she reached back and grabbed Bear's cock.  He froze, and allowed
her to guide him so the tip pressed against her pussy, still wet from the
dog's tongue.  Then he took over again, thrusting into her.
   Claire howled in surprise and discomfort as the dog's cock breached her
cunt.  Bear's knot was already good and swollen, and he couldn't get it
into her.  That didn't stop him from trying, though.  He fucked her with
the part of his dick that wasn't swollen hard and fast, banging her quickly
enough that the webcam had trouble keeping up with the motion of his legs,
leaving them a pixelated blur.  Over your headphones, you could hear the
sharp smacking sound every time his swollen knot hit her flesh, and Claire
squealed in pain along with it.  Her fingers grasp at the bed, bunching the
sheets and blankets into her fists.  She buries her face in a pillow,
screaming into it.
   Bear doesn't last long.  After a few minutes of this incredible speed,
he lets out a low, half-growl.  Claire, meanwhile, shakes and shudders, her
screams of pain being replaced by deep moans as the dog makes her orgasm
from the high-speed fucking.  As the dog cums in her pussy, you can see a
lot of its seed dripping out, pooling on the floor.  When Bear steps down
from her, the rest of it follows, her pussy hanging loose and dog cum
(probably mixed with her own juices, you wonder) pouring out of it.
   Done cumming, Bear seems to loose interest in her.  He moves around
Claire to hop up on her bed, curl up, and go to sleep, leaving Claire
panting on all fours, half on the bed and half on the ground.
   "You made an awful mess," you type to her when she looks at the camera.
"Clean it up."
   "Yes sir," she responds, "I'll get some paper towel."
   "No, slut." You respond.  "Clean it with your tongue.  Lick the dog cum
up like the bitch you are."
   The command rips another sob from Claire, but she obeys, getting on all
fours on the ground and crawling to the puddle of dog cum and slut juice on
the floor.  She lowers her face to the floor, and begins licking and
slurping at it, sucking it off of the hardwood.
   When this is done, and she turns back to the camera, you see what a mess
she is.  Dog cum still sticks to her lips, her face still shines from the
now-drying piss that she poured on it.  Standing out dark against her pale
skin, the insults she wrote on her own flesh still mark her.  Her makeup
ran from her tears, leaving dark lines of mascara down her cheeks.
   She looks broken.
   "Good slut." You type.  "I'll let you go, for now.  But remember, if you
tell anyone what happened, the whole world will know what a slutty,
piss-drinking, dog-whore you are."
   "Yes, sir." She types, still crying.
   "Good.  Go get yourself cleaned up, you look filthy.  But make sure you
check your e-mail every day, just in case I need to get a hold of you."
   With a broken sob, she signs off, leaving you alone once more.  Alone,
to start making plans for tomorrow night's session.
   The End
  
A Friend Indeed