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Blackmail/your house/Go investigate, something seems off

Sara — Sun, 10 Aug 2014 20:01:58 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You creep towards the living room, as you get closer you here grunting and odd music... it really doesn't sound a video game... what could they be watching? As you approach the …'

You creep towards the living room, as you get closer you here grunting and odd music... it really doesn't sound a video game... what could they be watching?

As you approach the door to the living room you see porn on the TV!

Who is watching it?
*[[Blackmail/your house/Your 13 year old brother|Your 15 year old brother]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Your 12 year old sister|Your 12 year old sister]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I guess that would be ok."

Sara — Sun, 10 Aug 2014 19:49:33 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"I guess that would be ok, " you respond. "And why is it ok for me to leer at you and not your father?" Dr. Milton asks. "Well he's my father! That's just wrong!" you reply. …'

"I guess that would be ok, " you respond.

"And why is it ok for me to leer at you and not your father?" Dr. Milton asks.

"Well he's my father! That's just wrong!" you reply.

"That's what society may say, but do you really think there is something wrong with a man loving his daughter?" he asks.

How do you answer?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I guess there isn't anything wrong."|"I guess there isn't anything wrong."]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"But incest is illegal!"|"But incest is illegal!"]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Your House/You put on the collar

Sara — Wed, 19 Feb 2014 00:43:11 GMT

Sara:

You gulp and take the collar out of the box... this was one of your Mom's jobs so now it's one of yours as woman of the house... You look up at your Daddy as you slowly fasten the collar around your neck.

Your Daddy smiles down at you. "Good girl, now bend over the edge of the bed." he orders.

You do as your are told, the collar feeling confining around your neck. You hear your Daddy rummage in the box. You then grunt as you feel him press something against your ass hole!

"Just relax baby girl... it will hurt less that way..." he says.

You do your best to relax, but grunt as the pain comes when the object pushes into your tight ass.

"Good girl!" Your Daddy exclaims. "This is your first butt plug, you will always wear it. You can take it out when you go to the bathroom, but other than that it should be in you at all times. Do you understand?"

"Yes Daddy, " you reply.

"Good girl. Now go do your homework."

What do you do?
*[[Blackmail/Your House/You go do your homework|You go do your homework.]]
*[[Blackmail/Your House/You go to your room and screw around|You go to your room and screw around.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Your House/You put on the collar

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 23:37:05 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You gulp and take the collar out of the box... this was one of your Mom's jobs so now it's one of yours as woman of the house... ==WIP TBD== Category: Blackmail ---- ''…'

You gulp and take the collar out of the box... this was one of your Mom's jobs so now it's one of yours as woman of the house...

==WIP TBD==

[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Your House/Your Daddy ask you to come to his room

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 23:34:30 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'As you are cleaning up after dinner, your Daddy stops you. "Baby girl... when you are done putting up all the dishes I want you to come up to my room. I have something I want to …'

As you are cleaning up after dinner, your Daddy stops you. "Baby girl... when you are done putting up all the dishes I want you to come up to my room. I have something I want to show you..."

You nod, "Ok Daddy... I'll be up in a minute."

With that he leaves you to finish cleaning. What could he want to show you in his bedroom you wonder?

You quickly wash the dishes and put them away before nervously climbing the stares. When you get to your Daddy's room he is sitting on the bed with a small shoe box. He hands the box to you. "These things were your mothers. I think that you have grown up enough to have them now," he says.

You gulp and then open the box. Inside are many things that you can't identify and only one thing that you can... sitting on the top of the rest of the stuff is a dog collar.

You look up at your Daddy in confusion "I... I don't understand Daddy... what would Mom want with a dog collar?"

You Daddy just laughs... "That's not a dog collar, baby girl... it's a slave collar. Your Mom used to wear it and use a lot of other things in the box for me... now I'd like you to do the same thing..."

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/Your House/You put on the collar|You put on the collar.]]
*[[Blackmail/Your House/You give the box back to your Daddy|You give the box back to your Daddy.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Your House/...give you a pussy full of cum

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 07:30:36 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You wander over to the table, his eyes firmly on your nude body. You smile, happy in your role as woman of the house. You know that you need to do anything you can to take that h…'

You wander over to the table, his eyes firmly on your nude body. You smile, happy in your role as woman of the house. You know that you need to do anything you can to take that haggard look off his face.

He unzips his fly, pulling his already hard cock out of his pants. You straddle his lap and moan as his cock penetrates you. "Oh god... I've been looking forward to this all day..." he says.

"Mmmm me too Daddy, " you respond. You moan as his cock fills your pussy completely. You slowly start to bounce up and down on his cock, moaning loudly.

"Mmm that's right baby girl... milk that cock.... oh yeah... oh fuck..." your Daddy moans as he cums into you. "Mmmm that was good baby girl... Now bring me my dinner." he says.

You sigh as his cock slips out of your pussy. And stand to go get the food. He slaps your bare ass causing you to moan.

You serve dinner and chat about your respective days.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Your House/Your Daddy is ready for more|Your Daddy is ready for more.]]
*[[Blackmail/Your House/Your Daddy ask you to come to his room|Your Daddy ask you to come to his room.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You return home

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 07:19:38 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You leave the office, as you do the cold air causes your nipples to stand up. You bite your lip and hurry to your car. You drive straight home, you have a lot of house work to do…'

You leave the office, as you do the cold air causes your nipples to stand up. You bite your lip and hurry to your car. You drive straight home, you have a lot of house work to do before your Daddy comes home from work.

You quickly take your clothes off and start a load of laundry. With that you proceed to the kitchen where a pile of dirty dishes waits. While only half way through the pile of dishes you realize that you're late starting dinner. You stop the dishes and prep a couple of chicken breasts, some salad and rice before resuming the washing. Just as you put away the last dish, your Daddy pulls into the drive way.

He comes in looking haggard. "God what I long day... when's dinner?" he asks.

"Dinner is almost ready, Daddy... 5 more minutes!" you reply.

"Good baby girl, that gives me just enough time to..."

*[[Blackmail/Your House/...give you a pussy full of cum|give you a pussy full of cum.]]
*[[Blackmail/Your House/...go change|go change.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Uh... Cara stopped by..." you say

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 07:09:22 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"Uh... Cara stopped by..." you start. "She... uh... seemed to think that things were odd...." Dr. Milton frowns for a moment. "I see... and just what did she think was odd?" "S…'

"Uh... Cara stopped by..." you start. "She... uh... seemed to think that things were odd...."

Dr. Milton frowns for a moment. "I see... and just what did she think was odd?"

"She... uh... well she said she was attracted to all women and uh... wanted to kiss me..." you respond.

Dr. Milton smirks, "Oh is that all... well at her age, certain feelings begin to develop." he responds. "She's simply starting to discover her sexuality, that's all."

"Oh... ok... " you say, not entirely convinced. You want to believe him, but something just feels off.

"Don't worry... I'll have a nice long talk with her on Tuesday. And I will see you again Thursday. Ok Tiffany?" he asks.

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You return home|You return home.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You ask another question...|You ask another question...]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/She leaves and the rest of the day passes with out incident

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 06:58:35 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'She leaves sadly, glancing back at you one last time. You sigh and return to your desk. The rest of the day proceeds as a blur, you can't get your mind off what Dr. Milton said…'

She leaves sadly, glancing back at you one last time.

You sigh and return to your desk. The rest of the day proceeds as a blur, you can't get your mind off what Dr. Milton said about you being an object and then Cara coming in saying that she felt different too... but you aren't attracted to women.... Still something odd is going on...

...

At the end of the day Dr. Milton calls you into his office. "You did a good job with Mr. Johnson, Tiffany," he starts. "But you have seemed distracted the rest of the day. Is anything wrong?" he asks with concern in his voice.

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"No, sir everything is fine." you answer|"No, sir everything is fine." you answer.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Well that bit about.... about me being an object...?" you ask|"Well that bit about.... about me being an object...?" you ask.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Uh... Cara stopped by..." you say|"Uh... Cara stopped by..." you say.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I...uh... nothing." you answer

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 06:39:45 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"I... uh... nothing..." you answer. "Nothing like that... you're on your own Cara..." Cara squirms "Look, I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable... I can tell you know something odd…'

"I... uh... nothing..." you answer. "Nothing like that... you're on your own Cara..."

Cara squirms "Look, I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable... I can tell you know something odd is going on... but look I'm gonna go... just give me a call when you change your mind."

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/She leaves and the rest of the day passes with out incident|She leaves and the rest of the day passes with out incident.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/She leaves just as the next client comes in|She leaves just as the next client comes in.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You ask her to wait|You ask her to wait.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Yes, I...uh... have... been feeling odd..." you answer

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 06:33:06 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"Yes, I...uh... have... been feeling odd..." you answer. Cara sighs, leaning back against the filing cabinet. "Oh, good... I was worried I was going crazy!" she responds with re…'

"Yes, I...uh... have... been feeling odd..." you answer.

Cara sighs, leaning back against the filing cabinet. "Oh, good... I was worried I was going crazy!" she responds with relief.

"Why what's going on?" you ask.

Cara gulps and shifts uncomfortably... "Well uh, every time I leave here I feel different..." she answers.

"Me too!" you respond.

"Oh are you finding yourself incredibly attracted to other women too? Because... oh god... right now I just want to kiss you so bad..." she responds.

You back up... "Uh I think we are talking about two completely different things Cara.." you respond warily.

She blushes "Oh god... uh sorry... wh...what were you talking about?"

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I...uh... nothing." you answer|"I...uh... nothing." you answer.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I uh can't say no to Dr. Milton..." you answer|"I uh can't say no to Dr. Milton..." you answer.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I uh things are odd with my dad..." you answer|"I uh things are odd with my dad..." you answer.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Cara (the other receptionist) comes in

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 06:24:11 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Cara comes in... on her day off. "Tiffany, " she whispers "is he with a client?" You frown, unsure of why she is whispering, but nod. "Good, " she continues, "come with me..…'

Cara comes in... on her day off.

"Tiffany, " she whispers "is he with a client?"

You frown, unsure of why she is whispering, but nod.

"Good, " she continues, "come with me..."

She leads you to the filing room.

"Look...uh.... have you noticed anything...uh... unusual about yourself... or uh... Dr. Milton," she asks, clearly uncomfortable.

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"No, everything is status quo." you answer|"No, everything is status quo." you answer.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Yes, Dr. Milton is behaving a bit odd..." you answer|"Yes, Dr. Milton is behaving a bit odd..." you answer.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Yes, I...uh... have... been feeling odd..." you answer|"Yes, I...uh... have... been feeling odd..." you answer.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/He reaches out and grabs one of your exposed tits

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 06:18:04 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You moan as he grabs your exposed tit... you are so turned on! First the spanking... then the man staring at you... now him grasping your exposed tits... "See she is enjoying i…'

You moan as he grabs your exposed tit... you are so turned on! First the spanking... then the man staring at you... now him grasping your exposed tits...

"See she is enjoying it... now not every woman will behave this way. Tiffany is slowly being made to realize what she is. You just have to find a woman who realizes she is simply an object or that you can make to realize this. Thank you Tiffany... I think that will be enough." says Dr. Milton as he realizes that Mr. Johnson isn't paying any attention to him and is simply focused on your tits.

You button up your blouse and blush as you scurry out of the room.

"What was all that about just being an object? " you mutter. You shake your head and get back to work, your sure it was just something Dr. Milton needed to say to help Mr. Johnson. He couldn't really think you are just an object.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The rest of the day passes without incident|The rest of the day passes without incident.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The next client is a rude woman|The next client is a rude woman.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Cara (the other receptionist) comes in|Cara (the other receptionist) comes in.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"What should I think, sir?" you ask

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 06:03:34 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You aren't sure why he called you in here.. you feel very uncomfortable. "What should I think, sir?" you ask. "Good girl Tiffany, exactly the right thing to ask," he responds.…'

You aren't sure why he called you in here.. you feel very uncomfortable.

"What should I think, sir?" you ask.

"Good girl Tiffany, exactly the right thing to ask," he responds.

You smile. You are happy you got it right.

"You see she is basically just an object... she can barely think for herself... And you like people looking at your tits don't you Tiffany?" he says.

You frown, about the bit about being an object... you can so think for yourself!

"Tiffany... I asked you a question! Don't you like people looking at your tits?" you interrupts your train of thought.

"Uh yes, sir... I enjoy people staring at my tits," you respond.

"So Mr. Johnson, would you like a better look at her tits?" Dr. Milton asks.

"Uh... yes... " he practically shouts.

"Tiffany, why don't you take off your blouse and walk over so Mr. Johnson can get a better look at your tits?" orders Dr. Milton.

Remembering your job is to assist Dr. Milton in anything. You unbutton your blouse and walk over so that Mr. Johnson can see your tits more closely.

How does Mr. Johnson respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/He reaches out and grabs one of your exposed tits|He reaches out and grabs one of your exposed tits.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I can really do anything to her I want?" he asks|"I can really do anything to her I want?" he asks.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/He reaches under you skirt|He reaches under you skirt!]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"N...n...nothing," he stammers

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 05:48:19 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"N...n...nothing," he stammers. You smile as you slowly saunter back to your desk. God first the spankings and now this guy staring at you have you seriously worked up... You …'

"N...n...nothing," he stammers.

You smile as you slowly saunter back to your desk. God first the spankings and now this guy staring at you have you seriously worked up...

You sit back at your desk and lean over to the intercom, giving the man a view down your shirt. "Dr. Milton, your first appointment is here sir."

"Very good, send him in." replies Dr. Milton.

"The Dr. will see you now, sir," you smile at the man.

He nervously crosses the room and enters the door, almost slamming it behind him.

You squirm in your seat... "God that was hot..." you mutter under your breath.

....

A few minutes later your buzzer sounds, "Tiffany could you please come in here a moment?" Dr. Milton asks.

You press the button and respond, "Of course sir... right away."

You stand up and walk into the room. "Do you need something sir?"

"Yes..." he smiles looking confident, while the client just looks nervous. "I don't know that you and Mr. Johnson have been formally introduced have you?"

"No sir," you respond. "Nice to meet you Mr. Johnson. I'm Tiffany." you say to the client.

The client simply sits there occasionally stealing glances at your tits.

Dr. Milton continues, unperturbed. "Now Mr. Johnson here complains that he can't stop treating woman as objects. What do you think of that Tiffany?"

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I think that is disgusting!" you say|"I think that is disgusting!" you say.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I don't understand the problem with that, sir" you reply|"I don't understand the problem with that, sir" you reply.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"What should I think, sir?" you ask|"What should I think, sir?" you ask.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The first client can't take his eyes off your tits

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 05:37:10 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'The first client walks in a bit early. He takes a seat in the waiting room. You finish up some email for Dr. Milton before walking over to him. "My I get you something to drink…'

The first client walks in a bit early. He takes a seat in the waiting room. You finish up some email for Dr. Milton before walking over to him.

"My I get you something to drink while you wait?" you ask.

He looks startled and then stammers as he looks up, his eyes never going past your tits. You wait patiently for a moment for him to recover, but he can't seem to tear his eyes off your tits.

"Something to drink sir?" you ask again.

"Oh uh... water please." he manages while still staring at your tits.

You stand up straight and saunter over to small kitchenette, feeling his eyes still burning into your back. You bite your lip as you stand on your tip toes to get a glass from the top most shelf exposing the bottom of your butt cheeks to the man. You then pour water from the filter and turn around. The man is very clearly sporting a boner and his eyes look like they are about to climb out of his head!

You hand him the glass. "Anything else I can get you sir?" you ask.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Your phone number," he says|"Your phone number," he says.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/He "accidentally" spills the water on your shirt|He "accidentally" spills the water on your shirt.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"N...n...nothing," he stammers|"N...n...nothing," he stammers.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton laughs and says your are enjoying it too much

Sara — Mon, 17 Feb 2014 05:28:30 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Dr. Milton laughs, "My my... aren't you the little pain slut?" You simply lie on the desk frustrated and embarrassed by your behavior. "Well since corporal punishment doesn't …'

Dr. Milton laughs, "My my... aren't you the little pain slut?"

You simply lie on the desk frustrated and embarrassed by your behavior.

"Well since corporal punishment doesn't seem to work with you... we'll have to fall back on hypnosis again. Have a seat Tiffany," he orders.

You stand up and smooth down your skirt before sitting down in the chair opposite Dr. Milton's desk.

"Very good Tiffany," he says. "Now I want you to relax completely. Feel all the stress and strain leave your body... you feel light as air, as if the words from my voice could blow you around the room. In fact when I count to 3 you will feel so relaxed and so light that you can barely keep a thought in your head. Ready? 1... 2... 3..."

You do feel lighter than air, as if you could just float up out of the chair. And your head feels so empty now...

"Very good Tiffany," says Dr. Milton. "Now tell me. Why didn't you wear panties today?"

"Because I enjoyed the attention and the spankings yesterday..." you reply robotically.

"I see... so you like showing off your body?" he asks.

"Yes..." you reply sleepily. You never really thought about it before and it just sort of came out. But the cheer leading, the low cut clothes at school... you've always enjoyed people looking at your body...

"Well then you should show it off more... Take off your shirt Tiffany, " he orders.

You remove your shirt leaving you sitting in his office in your bra and a short skirt. Dr. Milton moves over and removes your bra.

"Now Tiffany, you are such a naughty little girl that you didn't even wear a bra today. In fact, you don't like to ever wear panties or bras... they make you feel hot and itchy. Do you understand?" he asks.

"Yes... didn't wear a bra... bras and panties feel hot and itchy..." you drone.

"Good girl... Now I will count to 3. When I reach 3 you will remember none of this conversation. You will only remember that I told you to get ready for the day. 1... 2... 3..."

You blink and then nod. "Yes, Dr. Milton. I will go to my desk right away!"

With that you rise, blushing as you smooth your skirt. You look up and see Dr. Milton staring at your tits, which are clearly visibly under your white shirt... you smile as you go to the outer office.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The days passes without incident|The days passes without incident.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The first client can't take his eyes off your tits|The first client can't take his eyes off your tits.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The first client complains about your dress|The first client complains about your dress.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton orders you to bend over the desk.

Sara — Tue, 04 Feb 2014 00:02:52 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You gulp and bend over the desk clearly showing your ass and pussy to Dr. Milton. He stands behind you and you hear his rustling about. You gulp again wondering what is going to …'

You gulp and bend over the desk clearly showing your ass and pussy to Dr. Milton. He stands behind you and you hear his rustling about. You gulp again wondering what is going to happen.

He says "Now I want you to count each blow, thank me, and then ask for another. Do you understand Tiffany?"

You nod your head on his desk and say "Yes Dr.Milton.... I understand..."

With that a loud '''THWACK''' and pain comes from your ass as Dr. Milton hits you with his belt. "One.... th...thank you Dr. Milton. May I have another?" you ask shakily. Another '''THWACK''' and more pain causing you to cry out. "Ah....Two....thank you Dr. Milton.... May I have another?" Another '''THWACK''' causing you to grab the desk in order to stay still. "Three.... thank you Dr. Milton.... May I have another?" '''THWACK''' there is still pain, but you moan slightly "Four.. thank you Dr. Milton, may I have another?" '''THWACK''' you can feel your pussy starting to get wet and your breath starting to come faster "Five, thank you Dr. Milton, may I please have another?"

How does Dr. Milton respond?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton smiles and give you another whack|Dr. Milton smiles and give you another whack]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton grabs your hips and pushes his cock into you|Dr. Milton grabs your hips and pushes his cock into you]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton laughs and says your are enjoying it too much|Dr. Milton laughs and says your are enjoying it too much]]

[[Category: Blackmail| Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Wear a short skirt and no panties

Sara — Sat, 01 Feb 2014 05:58:41 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You blush remembering how naughty you felt parading in front of your boss with no panties on. You search through your drawers finding the shortest skirt that you own. You then g…'

You blush remembering how naughty you felt parading in front of your boss with no panties on.

You search through your drawers finding the shortest skirt that you own. You then get dressed leaving your panties in the drawer.

You leave the empty house, locking the door behind you. As you do a gust of wind picks up your skirt flashing the neighborhood. You blush, your nipples harden, your breath comes in short and quick. You hurry to the car and drive to the doctors office. You can't believe what you are doing. What has gotten in to you? And more importantly did anyone in the neighborhood see you?

When you arrive at the office you sit down at your computer to pull up the schedule for the day. You log on to the computer at the reception desk. You pull up Outlook and are surprised to find an email to you from Dr. Milton. You don't remember him ever emailing you before...
You open the email and find it contains a video file that starts to automatically play. You watch entranced as colors and lights swirl on the screen.
...
You shake your head, and try to remember what you were doing. Oh that's right you were checking the schedule to see what appointments Dr. Milton had for today. You open Outlook and see no email for you, as expected. And then open the calendar.

It's a normal day. He has a client almost every hour with small breaks in between. You write down the schedule and then lightly knock on the door.

"Come in Tiffany, " he says. You open the door and a surprised smile crosses his face. "Now Tiffany... didn't we have a talk about your dress code yesterday?"

You gulp and just nod.

"So you thought you could get away with it then?" he asks.

You nod again.

"Well clearly my punishment from yesterday wasn't strict enough..." he muses.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton orders you to bend over the desk.|Dr. Milton orders you to bend over the desk.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton orders you over his knee again.|Dr. Milton orders you over his knee again.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton fires you!|Dr. Milton fires you!]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/your house/Go down and wash your sheets

Sara — Tue, 31 Dec 2013 22:32:00 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Your siblings are away. It's just you and Daddy. And Daddy said you were to wear as little as possible when it was just the two of you. So you gather up your sheets and carry the…'

Your siblings are away. It's just you and Daddy. And Daddy said you were to wear as little as possible when it was just the two of you. So you gather up your sheets and carry them down to the laundry room.

You lean over to start loading the sheets into your dryer when you feel a hand on your bare ass cheek.

"Mmmm hi Daddy," you say without looking up while you continue to load the washer.

"Hi my good baby girl," respond your Daddy as his fingers probe for your pussy. You gasp as one of his fingers roughly pushes into your pussy without any preamble or lubricant. You grab onto the edge of the washer as he slowly finger fucks you. "What are you waiting for? Keep doing the laundry, baby girl." he says as he keeps finger fucking your tight pussy. You do you best, rocking on your feet as you push the last of the sheets into the laundry. You then grab onto the washer with one hand as you pour the detergent with the other. Finally you push the button to start the washer.

With that your Daddy pulls his finger out of you and gives you a playful smack on the ass. "Good girl!" he says. "Now we both have to get to work. See you tonight..." And with that he walks off.

You stand up and walk back up to your room. It's time for work alright. You need to get dressed.

What do you wear to work?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Wear a short skirt and no panties|Wear a short skirt and no panties]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Wear normal work clothes|Wear normal work clothes]]
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Blackmail/your house/Go to your own room

Sara — Tue, 31 Dec 2013 22:10:10 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You smile one last time at your Daddy before turning into your bedroom. You remove the heels, garter belt, and hose placing the shoes in your closet and the hose and garter belt …'

You smile one last time at your Daddy before turning into your bedroom. You remove the heels, garter belt, and hose placing the shoes in your closet and the hose and garter belt on top of your dresser.

You then fall onto your bed and fall fast asleep.

In the morning you wake up and stretch still naked. A small puddle has formed underneath you consisting of your Daddy's cum that leaked out of you in the night. You sigh knowing you'll have to clean your sheets. You get up pulling the sheets off your bed.

What do you do next?
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go take a shower (morning)|Go take a shower.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go down and wash your sheets|Remember what your Daddy said, you should wash your sheets and do it naked]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Late to work|You're late to work]]
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Blackmail/your house/"It's time for bed. I've got work in the morning and you do too"

Sara — Tue, 19 Nov 2013 16:12:23 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Tomorrow is Saturday. You have a morning shift with Dr. Milton again. And apparently your Daddy will be working weekends. You get up and smile. As you turn around to walk up th…'

Tomorrow is Saturday. You have a morning shift with Dr. Milton again. And apparently your Daddy will be working weekends.

You get up and smile. As you turn around to walk up the stairs your Daddy smacks your ass. This causes you to giggle. You lean down slowly to grab the clothes off the floor before sauntering up the stairs with a slightly exagurated wiggling of your ass to tease Daddy.

What do you do when you get to the top of the stairs?
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go take a shower|Go take a shower.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go to your Daddy's room|Go to your Daddy's room]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go to your own room|Go to your own room]]
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Blackmail/your house/You turn around and start sucking your Daddy's cock

Sara — Tue, 19 Nov 2013 16:05:25 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You can't explain why, but you can't help but feel the best way to thank your Daddy for fucking you is to suck his cock. So you quickly turn around, kneel, and take his cock in y…'

You can't explain why, but you can't help but feel the best way to thank your Daddy for fucking you is to suck his cock. So you quickly turn around, kneel, and take his cock in your mouth. You are immediately overwhelmed by the taste of your own cum. You pause for a moment, considering what you are doing.

You're on your knees in a pair of stockings, heels, and a garter belt in front of your Daddy sucking his cock... what is wrong with you? When did you turn into this sick perverted fantasy?

Then your Daddy grabs your head and moans. Suddenly there is more cum shooting into your mouth. You almost gag, but manage to swallow it as your Daddy smiles and says "Good girl."

Suddenly all your concerns about what you are doing seem to melt away. After all your Daddy loves you and you love him.

What does your Daddy say next?
*[[Blackmail/your house/"It's time for bed. I've got work in the morning and you have school"|"It's time for bed. I've got work in the morning and you have school."]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/"It's time for bed. I've got work in the morning and you do too"|"It's time for bed. I've got work in the morning and you do too."]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/"I'm going to pull you out of school and fix it so you are home schooled from now on"|"I'm going to pull you out of school and fix it so you are home schooled from now on."]]
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Blackmail/your house/"Oh yes Daddy. I love it when you fuck me"

Sara — Mon, 18 Nov 2013 01:58:41 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Your Daddy slams into you hard. "Mmmmm that's right baby girl... you like being Daddy's little whore don't you?" You groan as your Daddy pushes deeply into you. "Oh yes, Daddy! …'

Your Daddy slams into you hard. "Mmmmm that's right baby girl... you like being Daddy's little whore don't you?"

You groan as your Daddy pushes deeply into you. "Oh yes, Daddy! I love being your little whore..." you respond.

Your Daddy slaps your ass as he pushes into you again. This slams you into the post with a grunt. With another thrust you feel warmth spreading in your pussy as your Daddy shoots his cum into you. This warm and full feeling seems to cause your brain to go fuzzy as you experience a wave of pleasure radiate through you.

Your Daddy pulls his cock out of you with a wet noise. You gasps as the cold air replaces his hot cock. "Now my little whore don't you think you should thank me for fucking you?"

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/your house/"Oh thank you for fucking me Daddy"|"Oh thank you for fucking me Daddy"]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/You turn around and start sucking your Daddy's cock|You turn around and start sucking your Daddy's cock]]
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Blackmail/your house/"From now on any time we are home alone..."

Sara — Mon, 18 Nov 2013 01:29:09 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"From now on any time we are home alone you should wear as little as possible, baby girl," says your Daddy. You gulp and nod. "Should I take the garter belt and the rest of it o…'

"From now on any time we are home alone you should wear as little as possible, baby girl," says your Daddy.

You gulp and nod. "Should I take the garter belt and the rest of it off too Daddy?" you ask.

"No baby girl.... you look so hot just like that," replies your Daddy. With that he squeezes your bare ass causing you to moan. "Mmmm that's right baby girl. I want you right now... so grab that stair railing and lean over."

You turn around and grab the post of the railing as instructed. Your Daddy then thrusts his cock into your pussy. You grunt as he slams into your pussy. It hurt, but it definitely didn't hurt as much as it did last night. You moan as he starts to push in and out of your pussy.

As he continues to thrust into you he asks "Oh yeah you like that don't you baby girl?"

How do you respond?
*[[Blackmail/your house/"Oh yes Daddy. I love it when you fuck me"|"Oh yes Daddy. I love it when you fuck me"]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/You remember a porno and respond with your best line|You remember a porno and respond with your best line]]
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Blackmail/strip club/"Let's go home now baby girl"

Sara — Mon, 11 Nov 2013 02:50:45 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You are confused and grateful as you leave the club. You feel strangely aroused and it worries you. Once in the truck your daddy unzips his pants. "Now why don't you lean over …'

You are confused and grateful as you leave the club. You feel strangely aroused and it worries you.

Once in the truck your daddy unzips his pants. "Now why don't you lean over and take care of this while I drive us home, baby girl?" your daddy asks.

You gulp, thinking that maybe this won't be as bad as with Dr. Milton this afternoon. You lean over and slowly take your daddy's cock in your mouth. He sighs as he puts the truck in gear and starts for home. You struggle as this is an awkward position, bent over while still sitting down and your head almost under the steering wheel. You struggle to slowly bob your head as your dad drives and moans.

After what seems like forever, you arrive at home. Your daddy gently grabs your hair and pulls you off his cock. "Not bad for a first time, baby girl. But you need to learn to use your tongue more," he says as he zips up his pants and opens the door. You quickly follow him into the house glad to finally be home.

When you get in the door, daddy reaches around you and pulls the dress over your head. He then sighs and tells you to take off the bustier. You do as he instructs and are now standing in the entry hall wearing nothing but stockings, a garter belt, and heels.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/your house/"From now on any time we are home alone..."|"From now on any time we are home alone..."]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/"Let's go to the bedroom baby girl"|"Let's go to the bedroom baby girl."]]
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Blackmail/strip club/"Not for me, but my date would love one"

Sara — Mon, 11 Nov 2013 02:34:07 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Your eyes grow large as your daddy starts working out the price for this girl to give you a lap dance! You squirm uncomfortably... why is your daddy doing this? You've heard that…'

Your eyes grow large as your daddy starts working out the price for this girl to give you a lap dance! You squirm uncomfortably... why is your daddy doing this? You've heard that men have a thing for women who like women... but you don't like women!

Clearly seeing your discomfort the dancer leans over and whispers in your ear, "Don't worry baby, just sit back and relax and before you know if he'll be eating out of your hand."

So you do your best to sit back in the chair and relax as the dancer starts to gyrate in from of you. She shakes her tits in your face, and rubs her ass against your bare legs a few times before straddling the chair. You now can't see anything, but these big breasts! They shake and gyrate as the dancer bounces in your lap. You can't help but stare transfixed!

Finally, the dance ends and the dancer climbs off of you, giving you a sly smile.

She saunters over to your daddy and takes his money. She blows you a kiss as she sways off.

How does your daddy respond?
*[[Blackmail/strip club/"Let's go home now baby girl"|"Let's go home now baby girl."]]
*[[Blackmail/strip club/"Now why don't you give me a dance baby girl?"|"Now why don't you give me a dance baby girl?"]]
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Blackmail/night out/"To a strip club."

Sara — Mon, 11 Nov 2013 02:22:30 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"We're going to a strip club..." he whispers. You gulp. A strip club? You don't want to see naked ladies! But, well your daddy does deserve to celebrate his new job... it can't …'

"We're going to a strip club..." he whispers.

You gulp. A strip club? You don't want to see naked ladies! But, well your daddy does deserve to celebrate his new job... it can't be that bad you suppose.

Exiting the restaurant and the quick drive to the club pass in a blur.

When you approach the club the bouncer lets his eyes roam up and down your body causing you to blush. Your daddy leads you into the dimly lit club and as your eyes adjust you can seem women walking around in various states of undress. You can't help but stare as a particularly large pair of tits comes bouncing past you.

"Like what you see baby girl?" your daddy whispers in your ear. This just causes you to blush as you have been caught staring at another girl's tits. Your father just smiles as he leads you to a small table in the corner.

He sits down and pats the seat next to him. As you both settle in the girl you were staring at walks over and asks "Can I get you anything? A dance maybe?"

How does your daddy respond?
*[[Blackmail/strip club/"I would love a dance"|"I would love a dance."]]
*[[Blackmail/strip club/"Not for me, but my date would love one"|"Not for me, but my date would love one."]]
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Blackmail/night out/"You could scoot over here closer"

Sara — Tue, 01 Oct 2013 23:32:13 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You scoot over closer to your Daddy as he slides a hand up your thigh. "Now spread your legs..." he whispers. You open your legs a bit. Your Daddy then takes this opportunity t…'

You scoot over closer to your Daddy as he slides a hand up your thigh.

"Now spread your legs..." he whispers.

You open your legs a bit. Your Daddy then takes this opportunity to slide a finger into your pussy! You gasp and grab the table,

"Shh... just relax..." he whispers. Then, in a normal voices, he asks "So how was work today, honey?"

You bite your lip as he continues to finger your pussy with an evil smile on his face. You gulp and answer, "Uh work was fine dear. It was... oh....a ...uh... light day and Dr. Milton let me leave early."

Your Daddy smiles as he pushes a second finger into you. "Oh and how is ole Doc Milton these days? Still quacky as ever?"

You grunt as your Daddy continues fingering you. "Dr... uh... Milton.... is doing....uh.... very well..." you reply.

You then jerk as your Daddy removes both fingers suddenly. And just as he does the waiter comes back in with two plates of steak. He sets the smaller steak down in front of you and the larger in front of your Daddy.

"Is there anything else I can get you?" he asks.

"No, no we are just fine," replies your Daddy.

With that the waiter withdraws and closes the curtains again.

The your Daddy holds up the two fingers that were inside you.

"Be a good girl and clean these off for me," he says.

You don't want to lick your own juices off of Daddy's fingers! That's gross! But somehow you are compelled so with your mind screaming no, your body leans forward and sucks on the offered fingers. Well it didn't taste that bad... way better than Dr. Milton's cum earlier.... but why did you just do that you wonder.

"Now eat your steak... and make sure to drink your wine dear," says your Daddy as he cuts into his steak.

You grab your utensils and start in on your steak and potato. You've been acting strangely lately. Why did you just suck your own juices off Daddy's fingers? And why did you not wear underwear to Dr. Milton's today? What is wrong with you? You remember your wine and drink that while eating your steak. Somehow the two just taste right together. Soon your glass is empty and you are full with a quarter of your steak left on your plate. You Daddy looks over at you.

"Are you going to finish that?" he asks.

You just shake your head. With that your Daddy sticks his fork in your steak, cuts it into two bites and quickly eats it. He smiles over at you while hitting a small button.

Shortly thereafter the waiter comes back in, collects the plates, and asks about desert. Your Daddy's says that you have other plans for desert and asks for the check.

The waiter then departs.

You ask, "Where are we going for desert, dear?"
*[[Blackmail/night out/"To a strip club."|"To a strip club."]]
*[[Blackmail/night out/"Just home, don't worry you'll like it"|"Just home, don't worry you'll like it."]]
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Blackmail/night out/"To the nicest restaurant in town of course!"

Sara — Tue, 01 Oct 2013 23:08:47 GMT

Sara:

You smile brightly at that. You've never been to a really nice restaurant before!

Your Daddy offers you his arm which you take, smiling the whole way to the car. Once in the car you stare out the window and think about how you need to thank Dr. Milton for fixing your relationship with your Daddy. You can't believe you were mad at him just a couple of days ago! And now look at how things are working out!

When you arrive at the restaurant you are surprised when a man in a nice shirt opens your door for you and offers you a hand to help you get out of the tall truck. You are so surprised in fact that you allow your dress to ride up while climbing out, flashing the man your pussy. The man gives your Daddy a knowing look, but doesn't say anything as you blush and quickly adjust your skirt.

Your father once again offers you his arm as he leads you into the fancy restaurant. You marvel at the beautiful decor while your Daddy chats with the hostess. Soon he calls out for you and you let him lead you behind the hostess down a long corridor. Finally, she lets you into a small alcove with a curtain across the door way.

"You're private room, sir," she says. "Douglas will be your waiter this evening. He will be by shortly."

You slide into the booth in the alcove and scoot around to the back while your Daddy does the same from the other side. You pick up the menu and are shocked to see the prices!

"Daddy how can we afford this?" you exclaim.

"Shhh... while we are out in public call me 'dear.' And I got a signing bonus from my new job today, so we have plenty of money," he whispers, patting your leg reassuringly at the end.

With that your waiter enters the alcove. "Good evening Sir and Ma'am. Thank you for dining with us tonight. Are you celebrating anything this evening?" he asks.

"Yes, I.. uh... just got a new job today," your Daddy replies.

"Well congratulations, Sir. Now what can I get you to drink?" the waiter asks.

"I'll have a whiskey and coke and the lady will have a glass of the house red," your Daddy replies.

"Very good sir," the waiter replies. "I'll just give you a few minutes to look over the menus."

And with that the waiter departs. After you are sure the ghost is clear.

"But Da...uh... dear.... I'm not old enough to drink," you whisper.

Your Daddy just smiles. "Shh... of course you do.... Cheryl," he says as he hands you your mother's ID. You smile and put the ID in your purse, this is way better than your fake ID...

With that the waiter comes back inside. Setting a fizzing drink in front of your father and a glass of wind in front of you. Once again your Daddy does all the talking, ordering a steak for each of you (thankfully he ordered you a small one). And with that the waiter is gone again. Your Daddy points to your glass which you nervously pick up. You hope that this is better than that beer you had last night... You take a sip and find that it doesn't taste all that bad at all.

When you look up your Daddy is looking at you expectantly.

"Oh it's very delicious. Thank you... uh... dear," you say.

He smiles. "You know how you could really thank me?"

You just shake your head.

*[[Blackmail/night out/"You could crawl under the table and give my cock a nice kiss"|"You could crawl under the table and give my cock a nice kiss."]]
*[[Blackmail/night out/"You could scoot over here closer"|"You could scoot over here closer."]]
*[[Blackmail/night out/"Oh well you'll find out latter tonight"|"Oh well you'll find out latter tonight"]]
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Blackmail/night out/"To the nicest restaurant in town of course!"

Sara — Tue, 01 Oct 2013 23:05:53 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You smile brightly at that. You've never been to a really nice restaurant before! Your Daddy offers you his arm which you take, smiling the whole way to the car. Once in the car…'

You smile brightly at that. You've never been to a really nice restaurant before!

Your Daddy offers you his arm which you take, smiling the whole way to the car. Once in the car you stare out the window and think about how you need to thank Dr. Milton for fixing your relationship with your Daddy. You can't believe you were mad at him just a couple of days ago! And now look at how things are working out!

When you arrive at the restaurant you are surprised when a man in a nice shirt opens your door for you and offers you a hand to help you get out of the tall truck. You are so surprised in fact that you allow your dress to ride up while climbing out, flashing the man your pussy. The man gives your Daddy a knowing look, but doesn't say anything as you blush and quickly adjust your skirt.

Your father once again offers you his arm as he leads you into the fancy restaurant. You marvel at the beautiful decor while your Daddy chats with the hostess. Soon he calls out for you and you let him lead you behind the hostess down a long corridor. Finally, she lets you into a small alcove with a curtain across the door way.

"You're private room, sir," she says. "Douglas will be your waiter this evening. He will be by shortly."

You slide into the booth in the alcove and scoot around to the back while your Daddy does the same from the other side. You pick up the menu and are shocked to see the prices!

"Daddy how can we afford this?" you exclaim.

"Shhh... while we are out in public call me 'dear.' And I got a signing bonus from my new job today, so we have plenty of money," he whispers, patting your leg reassuringly at the end.

With that your waiter enters the alcove. "Good evening Sir and Ma'am. Thank you for dining with us tonight. Are you celebrating anything this evening?" he asks.

"Yes, I.. uh... just got a new job today," your Daddy replies.

"Well congratulations, Sir. Now what can I get you to drink?" the waiter asks.

"I'll have a whiskey and coke and the lady will have a glass of the house red," your Daddy replies.

"Very good sir," the waiter replies. "I'll just give you a few minutes to look over the menus."

And with that the waiter departs. After you are sure the ghost is clear.

"But Da...uh... dear.... I'm not old enough to drink," you whisper.

Your Daddy just smiles. "Shh... of course you do.... Cheryl," he says as he hands you your mother's ID. You smile and put the ID in your purse, this is way better than your fake ID...

With that the waiter comes back inside. Setting a fizzing drink in front of your father and a glass of wind in front of you. Once again your Daddy does all the talking, ordering a steak for each of you (thankfully he ordered you a small one). And with that the waiter is gone again. Your Daddy points to your glass which you nervously pick up. You hope that this is better than that beer you had last night... You take a sip and find that it doesn't taste all that bad at all.

When you look up your Daddy is looking at you expectantly.

"Oh it's very delicious. Thank you... uh... dear," you say.

He smiles. "You know how you could really thank me?"

You just shake your head.

*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"You could crawl under the table and give my cock a nice kiss"|"You could crawl under the table and give my cock a nice kiss."]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"You could scoot over here closer"|"You could scoot over here closer."]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Oh well you'll find out latter tonight"|"Oh well you'll find out latter tonight"]]
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Blackmail/your house/Go up to your room, it's probably just one of the boys playing a video game

Sara — Tue, 01 Oct 2013 04:59:16 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Eh it's probably nothing, and some alone time sounds really great right now. You climb the stairs up to your room and then close the door behind you. You pull off your shoes an…'

Eh it's probably nothing, and some alone time sounds really great right now.

You climb the stairs up to your room and then close the door behind you. You pull off your shoes and then flop down on the bed. You stretch out and then decide a nap is in order, after all you have a few hours to kill...

...

You awaken to a kiss and a hand on your inner thigh. This causes you to jerk and curl into a ball. Peering out from underneath your hair you see your Daddy.

"Sorry Baby girl, I didn't mean to scare you," says your Daddy.

You stretch sleepily. "Oh it's ok Daddy, I was just a little startled," you reply.

He glances down and smiles "I can see why. Not sleeping in any underwear now?"

You blush, having forgotten about your little naughty adventure with Dr. Milton earlier today.

Your Daddy just smiles and runs his hand on the inside of your leg, "That's ok baby girl, your mom was the same way."

You are confused by his works, then you just assume he means that your mom slept without underwear on, "Oh ok... how was your day Daddy?"

"It was great baby girl. I got a new job and you and I are going to go out and celebrate!" he says smiling.

"But what about the other kids?" you ask.

"Oh don't worry. The boy's wanted to go over to a friends house and your little sister is going to stay with your aunt for the weekend," he replies. "Now you go shower and I'll have your outfit all picked out for you when you get out."

With that, he pulls you up off the bed and slaps you on your bare ass. You just giggle as you pull your shirt off and throw it in the dirty laundry. You smiles, seeing your Daddy admiring your breasts under your bra. You slowly slip the shoulder straps down over your arms before reaching back and unclasping it. You then slowly let the bra slide down revealing your perky young breasts. You then make a show of bending at the waist, showing your Daddy your bare ass and pussy as you pick up your bra. You smile as you throw it in the dirty laundry as well. Then you reach down and slowly shimmy out of your skirt. You use one leg and a high kick to send the skirt sailing into the dirty laundry as well.

Then with a smile and peck on the lips you say "Ok Daddy, I'll go take a shower now..." and you saunter out of the room.

You grab a couple of towels from the linen closet on the way to the bathroom and then drop them on the bathroom floor. You turn on the shower and hop in once it reaches the proper temperature. You slowly wash yourself wondering what kind of outfit your Daddy is picking out for you. Finally, you can't stand the suspense and hurry through your shower as quickly as possible. You towel off and wrap the second towel around your hair. You hurry back to your room to find a beautiful dress, stockings, a garter belt and a bustier all laid out on your bed. You frown, not seeing any panties, but you guess that your Daddy likes you being naughty.

You pick up the bustier and put it on. It fits really well except for your breasts, they just aren't quiet big enough to fill the cups yet. You then put on the garter belt, followed by the stockings. You smile as you check yourself out in your mirror, wow do you look hot! Finally you put the dress on and are unsurprised to find it is too large for your breasts, but you are surprised to find how short it is. If you bend over even a little bit your ass sticks out of the bottom of this dress! You run to your closest and grab a pair of heels that match the dress before throwing some subtle make up on your face. Then you saunter down the hall to your Daddy's room.

You don't remember the last time he looked so handsome. He's wearing his nicest suit and a tie you bought him for father's day a few years ago. He smiles when he see's you.

"Mmmm I always did love that dress..." he says. "Are you ready to go baby girl?"

"Sure Daddy," you reply. "Where are we going?"
*[[Blackmail/night out/"To the nicest restaurant in town of course!"|"To the nicest restaurant in town of course!"]]
*[[Blackmail/night out/"To my new bosses house"|"To my new bosses house"]]
*[[Blackmail/night out/"To this little club your mother and I used to go to"|"To this little club your mother and I used to go to"]]
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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go straight home

Sara — Tue, 01 Oct 2013 04:21:35 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You quickly gather up your stuff and head out the door. Oh my god, you are so grateful that Dr. Milton didn't fire you. You got off so easy with just a spanking... although you a…'

You quickly gather up your stuff and head out the door. Oh my god, you are so grateful that Dr. Milton didn't fire you. You got off so easy with just a spanking... although you are really looking forward to getting home and drinking some mouth wash!

When you pull into the driveway you see that your Daddy's truck still isn't home. You hope that's a good sign for his job prospects.

Checking your watch you see that you are home a couple of hours earlier than normal thank's to Dr. Milton letting you go early today. You hope this means you can get some alone time, but chances are you'll have to put up with the kids all screaming and carrying on...

You sigh and walk in the door. An to your surprise all is quiet, well almost... you can hear a faint noise coming from the living room.

What do you do?
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go up to your room, it's probably just one of the boys playing a video game|Go up to your room, it's probably just one of the boys playing a video game.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go investigate, something seems off|Go investigate, something seems off]]
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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You complete your cleaning without incident

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 23:19:46 GMT

Sara:

You finish cleaning the office just as Mrs. Thompson arrives for her appointment. you greet her and give her a glass of water before closing the door and going to sit at your desk. You then open up Dr. Milton's email and respond to a few requests about office hours and add a few requests for appointments to Dr. Milton's calendar. You also delete lot's of spam about penis enlargement and Viagra.

Before you know it, Mrs. Thompson is handing you the water glass and waiving good bye.

Wow, has it already been an hour? Where did the time go?

The intercom on your desk buzzes and the voice of Dr. Milton asks "Tiffany, when is my next appointment?"

You hit the button and respond, "3:00 Dr. Milton."

"Very good Tiffany. Can you put the out to lunch sign on the front door and lock it? Then come in here please," replies the voice of Dr. Milton.

You stand up and smooth down your skirt. You then walk over to the door, flip the sign and the lock. You then walk back to Dr. Milton's office door with butterfly's in your stomach. He must want to talk to you about your lack of underwear. Why did you have to be so naughty and to tease him so? God, it's so unlike you. You take a deep breath and open the door. Dr. Milton is leaning on the corner of his desk with his arms crossed on his chest. Yup, you're in trouble.

"Yes, Dr. Milton?" you ask guiltily.

"Why do you think I called you in here Tiffany?" he asks.

You gulp, but decide that being honest is your best option to get out of this with your job.

"I... uh....I assume it has to do with my lack of underwear today, Dr. Milton," you manage.

"That's right Tiffany. Now what do you feel would be an appropriate punishment for your improper attire?"

"I... well.... I guess you could fire me," you say despondently.

"That's right I could, but you are a good assistant so let's do something a little less severe shall we? Hmmm I find that the old punishments work best. Come here and get over my knee Tiffany," commands Dr. Milton.

Relieved not to be loosing your job you quickly do as you are told and lay across Dr. Milton's lap. You squirm slightly as he lifts your skirt exposing your bare ass. Then you cry out as his hand lands squarely on your ass with a loud slap! Then another and another sharp blow lands on your tight ass. Then Dr. Milton slowly rubs each cheek, eliciting a slight moan from you. This causes Dr. Milton to chuckle as another blow lands on your ass. He follows this with another light rubbing before landing a final brutal blow.

"You may stand now Tiffany," says Dr. Milton. So you rise unsteadily to your feet. You are shocked to see a bulge in Dr. Milton's pants. He follows your gaze and shakes his head. "Now, now, I really can't have Carla see me like this when she comes in for her shift. Now can I Tiffany?"

You simply shake your head, unsure of what is coming next.

"I see I have to spell it out for you. I need you to kneel between my legs. Yes just like that. Now unzip my pants... Good girl. Now pull my cock out... yes very good. And now I need you to suck on it like a popsicle until you get to the cream filled center.."

You nervously lean forward and take the cock in your mouth. You are surprised by the musty odor and salty taste. You try to think of it just like Dr. Milton said a warm, salty popsicle. To that end you start to push your tongue against it, rubbing it with your tongue while you suck. Meanwhile, Dr. Milton has taken his hand and is using it to guide your head up and down. You do your best not to choke and throw up when his penis reaches the back of your throat causing you to gag slightly. You find that if you concentrate on sucking and breathing in time with his thrusts it helps. You continue to suck and move your tongue along the penis in your mouth hoping that you are doing the right thing. Then suddenly without warning Dr. Milton grabs your hair firmly and you feel the penis start to spasm in your mouth! Suddenly, your mouth is full of a foul salty fluid. You want nothing more than to spit this out and wash your mouth out with soap, but Dr. Milton holds your head firmly. After a moment he looks down at you and says, "I need you to be a good girl and swallow all of that yummy cum."

You remember that it's your job to do anything he needs so you quickly swallow the disgusting fluid. With that, Dr. Milton refastens his pants and goes behind his desk.

"Thank you Tiffany, good job today. In fact you can go home early," he says.

What do you do now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go straight home|Go straight home.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Make sure that is all Dr. Milton needs|Make sure that is all Dr. Milton needs]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You complete your cleaning without incident

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 21:59:11 GMT

Sara: WIP

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Log on to the computer, checking the schedule for today

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 21:33:27 GMT

Sara:

You log on to the computer at the reception desk. You pull up Outlook and are surprised to find an email to you from Dr. Milton. You don't remember him ever emailing you before...

You open the email and find it contains a video file that starts to automatically play. You watch entranced as colors and lights swirl on the screen.

...

You shake your head, and try to remember what you were doing. Oh that's right you were checking the schedule to see what appointments Dr. Milton had for today. You open Outlook and see no email for you, as expected. And then open the calendar.

According to the calendar it's a light day. He has two appointments and that's it. The first isn't for another hour.

What do you do now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go to Dr. Milton, you have to find out if you are going crazy|Go to Dr. Milton, you have to find out if you are going crazy.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go see if Dr. Milton wants anything|Go see if Dr. Milton wants anything.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Clean up the office and get ready for the day|Clean up the office and get ready for the day.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Sit down at the desk and check the schedule on the computer.

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 19:12:57 GMT

Sara:

''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' ''

You log on to the computer at the reception desk. You pull up Outlook and are surprised to find an email to you from Dr. Milton. You don't remember him ever emailing you before...

You open the email and find it contains a video file that starts to automatically play. You watch entranced as colors and lights swirl on the screen.

...

You shake your head, and try to remember what you were doing. Oh that's right you were checking the schedule to see if Dr.Milton had a client right now. You open Outlook and see no email for you, as expected. And then open the calendar.

What do you see?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/That Carla (the other receptionist) had the night off and Dr. Milton currently has no client.|That Carla (the other receptionist) had the night off and Dr. Milton currently has no client.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/A private appointment labeled "Private Time".|A private appointment labeled "Private Time".]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/That Dr. Milton is in an appointment with Ms. Thompson.|That Dr. Milton is in an appointment with Ms. Thompson.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go to Dr. Milton, you have to find out if you are going crazy

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 04:14:22 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You knock on the door to Dr. Milton's office. "Come in Tiffany, " he says. You open the door and immediately burst into a long winded description of why you think you're going …'

You knock on the door to Dr. Milton's office.

"Come in Tiffany, " he says. You open the door and immediately burst into a long winded description of why you think you're going crazy (while leaving out the bits about fucking your own Daddy of course).

"Slow down, slow down," he says. "First off, you aren't crazy. You've realized that you were not being a good daughter to your Daddy and then fixed the problem. That's just good mental health reasserting itself after your morning period for your mother. So you are more sane now than your were yesterday. Now I need you to sit down in this chair right here. I want to make sure everything else with your mental health is proceeding well."

You take a deep breath and sit in the chair since it is your job to do anything that Dr. Milton needs.

"Very good Tiffany," he says. "Now I want you to relax completely. Feel all the stress and strain leave your body... you feel light as air, as if the words from my voice could blow you around the room. In fact when I count to 3 you will feel so relaxed and so light that you can barely keep a thought in your head. Ready? 1... 2... 3..."

You do feel lighter than air, as if you could just float up out of the chair. And your head feels so empty now...

"Very good Tiffany," says Dr. Milton. "Now tell me. Did you and your father have sex last night?"

"Yes..." you drone.

"And did you enjoy it Tiffany?"

"Yes..."

"Good girl, Tiffany. Sex feels good and you want to have more sex. Don't you Tiffany?"

"Yes... more sex..."

"Are you wearing panties under your skirt Tiffany?"

"Yes..."

"I want you to stand up and take them off. Then hand them to me."

You slowly stand and slide your panties down your legs. You then walk forward and hand them to Dr. Milton.

"Very good, Tiffany. Now you didn't wear panties today. You wanted to be a naughty girl and tease Dr. Milton. Didn't you?"

"Yes... didn't wear panties.... a naughty girl..."

"Now I will count to 3. When I reach 3 you will remember none of this conversation. You will only remember that I told you that you are not crazy and that I wanted you to clean the office, starting with this room, to get ready for the day. 1... 2... 3..."

You blink and then nod. "Yes, Dr. Milton. I will clean the office right away!"

With that you start straightening up files and dusting the shelved with a rag. Anytime you get to a low shelf you bend at the waist, making sure that Dr. Milton can see you aren't wearing any panties. The thought of being so naughty makes you smile as you work.

What happens now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/You complete your cleaning without incident|You complete your cleaning without incident.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton gets another idea|Dr. Milton gets another idea]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Log on to the computer, checking the schedule for today

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 03:53:15 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You log on to the computer at the reception desk. You pull up Outlook and are surprised to find an email to you from Dr. Milton. You don't remember him every emailing you before.…'

You log on to the computer at the reception desk. You pull up Outlook and are surprised to find an email to you from Dr. Milton. You don't remember him every emailing you before...

You open the email and find it contains a video file that starts to automatically play. You watch entranced as colors and lights swirl on the screen.

...

You shake your head, and try to remember what you were doing. Oh that's right you were checking the schedule to see what appointments Dr. Milton had for today. You open Outlook and see no email for you, as expected. And then open the calendar.

According to the calendar it's a light day. He has two appointments and that's it. The first isn't for another hour.

What do you do now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go to Dr. Milton, you have to find out if you are going crazy|Go to Dr. Milton, you have to find out if you are going crazy.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go see if Dr. Milton wants anything|Go see if Dr. Milton wants anything.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Clean up the office and get ready for the day|Clean up the office and get ready for the day.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/your house/Go to sleep, you have work tomorrow

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 03:45:00 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You climb upstairs and crawl into bed. Thankfully tomorrow is a holiday, so you just have work. You reach over and set your alarm before falling asleep. ... You groan as you w…'

You climb upstairs and crawl into bed. Thankfully tomorrow is a holiday, so you just have work. You reach over and set your alarm before falling asleep.

...

You groan as you wake up. Ugh... gotta go cook breakfast.... You put on clothing and walk down stairs. To your surprise coffee is brewing in the pot.

"Morning Baby Girl," says your Daddy as he kisses your forehead. You look up in shock. He's clean shaven and wearing clean clothes. He has a cup of coffee and the morning paper.

"Uh m...morning Daddy. You're up early," you respond.

"Someone has to put food on this table... and you're part time job isn't enough to do it all by itself. Not for this family," he says.

"Uh yeah that's right..." you say. "Uh I should cook breakfast."

You start to cook breakfast before you feel someone walk up behind you and grab your breasts.

"Thanks baby girl... you took care of your Daddy really well," he says as he slips his hand inside your shirt teasing your nipple. "When do the kids usually wake up?"

"Mmmm.... any minute now... and they probably wouldn't understand," you say.

With that he grabs a piece of bacon and says "Well I should be off...."

No sooner has he pulled his hand out of your shirt then your younger brother come bounding down the stairs.

"Hey sis! Hey dad! Mmmm bacon!"

"Bye sport, I'm off to look for work. Be good for your sister!" says your Daddy as he heads out the door.

You brother grabs a plate of food and starts chowing down as your other siblings come down. You clean up the kitchen before grabbing your own keys.

"You all be good, I've got to get to work too!" you say as you head out the door.

You arrive at work, feeling surprisingly happy, while still dreading the conversation you need to have with Dr. Milton. After all you must be going crazy right?

What do you do now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Log on to the computer, checking the schedule for today|Log on to the computer, checking the schedule for today.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go see Dr. Milton right away|Go see Dr. Milton right away]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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Blackmail/your house/Clean up your mess

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 03:22:35 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You stand up and realize that there is a big mess of cum and blood all over your underwear, Daddy's boxers, and the couch. "Oh my god... look at the mess we made. Give me your …'

You stand up and realize that there is a big mess of cum and blood all over your underwear, Daddy's boxers, and the couch.

"Oh my god... look at the mess we made. Give me your boxers... I need to go put them in the wash." you say as you hold your hand out for the boxers. He sighs and stands up giving you his boxers.

"Fine... I'm going to bed," he says as he walks by and slaps your ass.

You peel your own underwear off and remove your bra, heading to the laundry room and putting everything in the wash. You then grab a towel and some furniture cleaner before heading back to the living room stark naked. You kneel in front of the couch and start to clean the stains from the couch.

While you kneel on the ground, naked in front of the couch cleaning it, you think about the days events. First you were a total bitch to your dad then you wound up initiating sex with your Daddy. You must be crazy or something. You should definitely talk to Dr. Milton about this tomorrow. Maybe you're going crazy?

What do you d now?
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go to sleep, you have school and work tomorrow|Go to sleep, you have school and work tomorrow.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go to sleep, you have work tomorrow|Go to sleep, you have work tomorrow.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Crawl in bed with Daddy|Crawl in bed with Daddy.]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/your house/"Can we play horsy like we used to?"

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 03:01:42 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Your Daddy looks confused and a bit guilty, but just nods. You smile and sit on his lap, facing away from him. You start to bounce up and down and feeling Daddy's cock between yo…'

Your Daddy looks confused and a bit guilty, but just nods. You smile and sit on his lap, facing away from him. You start to bounce up and down and feeling Daddy's cock between your legs.

"Play horsy Daddy, play horsy" you say.

"Just a minute sweet baby girl," he says. He adjusts himself and pushes you forward while pulling your g-string to the side. You grunt as he pushes his cock into your virgin pussy. You feel your hymen rip as you finally land flat on your Daddy's lap. With that you and your Daddy start to bounce you on his cock. You grunt and gasp in pain as your ripped hymen causes you immense pain. But you know it's your duty as the woman of the house to see to the man of the house's needs.

"Mmm that's it sweet baby girl... " your Daddy says, "you like playing horsy with Daddy don't you?"

"Oh yes Daddy, I love playing horsy with you..." you moan. And to your surprise you realize you mean it. It's started to feel good... very good. You moan as Daddy's cock bottoms out in your pussy. "Mmmmm.... am I a good baby girl, Daddy? Oh yeah... Am I?"

"Mmmm you're the best baby girl. Mmmmm.... if fact here comes your reward, baby girl," he moans as he starts to shoot his cum into your pussy. You've never felt anything like this, you feel full in a place you never have before. With that feeling you cry out as you feel your pussy clamp down on his cock.

"Oh my god..."

What do you do now?
*[[Blackmail/your house/Go to bed with Daddy|Go to bed with Daddy.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Tell Daddy goodnight|Tell Daddy goodnight]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/Clean up your mess|Clean up your mess]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Says "Damn straight, now go get me another beer!"

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 02:32:24 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'You jump up with the tears still streaming down your face and go to the kitchen and grab another beer from the fridge. "Get yourself one too while you're in there," he yells. S…'

You jump up with the tears still streaming down your face and go to the kitchen and grab another beer from the fridge.

"Get yourself one too while you're in there," he yells. So you grab another beer from the fridge and bring them back into the living room.

Your Daddy takes his beer and motions for you to sit beside him. You open your beer and sip the foul tasting liquid while you both watch TV. You look over at your Daddy and see him leering at you again. No, you remind yourself, he is admiring what a beautiful young woman you've grown into. So you stretch, causing your boobs to jut out before assuming a posture facing him on the couch.

Your Daddy smiles at you and clicks the TV off. "You know what," he asks, "I haven't seen one of your cheer leading routines in quite a while. Why don't you show me one?"

You smile and put your beer down, very happy that your Daddy is interested in things that you are again. Dr. Milton really was right, you were the one that was wrong. So you stand in front of him and do a cheer, quietly so as not to wake the kids. Your routine has you bouncing and high kicking and finally ending in the splits. When you finish you smile up at your Daddy with perspiration on your brow.

"Wow, you look hot. And your cheer leading outfit is much skimpier than your work clothes. Why don't you take your shirt and pants off before you show me another?" your father asks.

You smile as you start to disrobe. Your Daddy wants to see you do another routine and he just wants to make sure that you are safe by making sure you don't overheat. Soon you stand before him in your bra and a g-string and do another routine with lot's of high kicks and jumps.

When you finish you see your Daddy is openly stroking his cock while admiring your tight teenage body.

What do you do?
*[[Blackmail/your house/This is your Daddy, you can't do this|This is your Daddy, you can't do this.]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/"Can we play horsy like we used to?"|"Can we play horsy like we used to?"]]
*[[Blackmail/your house/"Would you like me to take care of that Daddy?"|"Would you like me to take care of that Daddy?"]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"No it's late you should go home"

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 02:16:09 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"Ok, Dr. Milton. I'll be back for my regular shift tomorrow. Besides, I should probably go apologize to my Daddy. I've been a really bad daughter." you say. After exchanging goo…'

"Ok, Dr. Milton. I'll be back for my regular shift tomorrow. Besides, I should probably go apologize to my Daddy. I've been a really bad daughter." you say.

After exchanging goodbyes, you leave the office and start to drive home all the while trying to come up with what to say fore being such a raging bitch to your Daddy these last few months when he needed you the most. As you pull into the driveway you see that the TV is still on, but the lights in the rest of the house are dark, meaning that your siblings are all asleep and your Daddy is watching TV.

You take a deep breath and step into the living room. There you see your Daddy drinking another beer while one of the late shows plays.

"Daddy?" you say, drawing his attention to you. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you ever since Mom died. I haven't been taking care of you or being your sweet baby girl when you needed it the most. I...I'm so sorry..."

With that you start to cry and flop back on the couch.

What does your Daddy do?
*[[Blackmail/daddy's girl/Your Daddy comes over and puts his arm around you|Your Daddy comes over and puts his arm around you.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Says "Damn straight, now go get me another beer!"|Says "Damn straight, now go get me another beer!"]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Let's talk about your job as my assistant."

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 02:06:24 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"What would you say your job description is as my assistant, Tiffany?" asks Dr. Milton. "Uh... to assist you with.... uh anything you need," you answer. "To assist me with anyt…'

"What would you say your job description is as my assistant, Tiffany?" asks Dr. Milton.

"Uh... to assist you with.... uh anything you need," you answer.

"To assist me with anything I need," he repeats. "And what are the limits to 'anything'?"

You are so sleepy, it's so hard to think. "Uh I don't know... what are the limits to 'anything', Dr. Milton?" you ask.

"That's simple Tiffany," he says, "there are no limits. Now what is your full job description here?"

"To assist you with anything you need, Dr. Milton. Anything at all with no limits," you respond happy that he is asking an easier question that doesn't require hard thinking.

"Very good Tiffany. Say I asked you to clean the office. What would you do?" he asks.

"I would clean the office."

"Good, say I asked you to say late to help with an experiment. What would you do?"

"I would stay late and help with the experiment."

"Very good, say I asked you to go lock the front door and come back in here naked. What would you do?"

"I would go lock the front door, remove all my clothes and come back in here."

"Very good Tiffany, just one more question. If I asked you to crawl under my desk and give me a blowjob what would you do?"

"I would crawl under your desk and give you a blowjob, " you respond.

"You are a very good girl and a very good assistant Tiffany. Now I am going to count to 3. When I get to 3 you will be fully awake, but you won't remember anything that we just talked about. Ready? 1.... 2... 3..."

You shake your head, "Oh sorry Dr. Milton. I must have fallen asleep. I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can assist you with?" you ask.

What does he say?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"No it's late you should go home"|"No it's late you should go home"]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Why don't you clean the office?"|"Why don't you clean the office?"]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Yes, there is a little something under my desk..."|"Yes, there is a little something under my desk..."]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Your father bouncing you on his knee as a small child

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 01:53:11 GMT

Sara: Created page with '"My daddy is bouncing me on his knee and smiling down at me." you say and smile. "How do you feel?" asks Dr. Milton. You smile wider "Happy, safe, loved. I know that Daddy wil…'

"My daddy is bouncing me on his knee and smiling down at me." you say and smile.

"How do you feel?" asks Dr. Milton.

You smile wider "Happy, safe, loved. I know that Daddy will never hurt me."

"That's right, " responds Dr. Milton, "your daddy would never do anything to hurt you. He loves you. Isn't that right Tiffany?"

"Yes, that's right Daddy would never hurt his sweet baby girl," you say remembering that that is true.

"Now tell me about the first time you were disgusted with your daddy." Dr. Milton says.

"It was about two months after my mom's funeral," you respond. "I had just gotten out of the shower and I caught him peeping at me through the door. I was so angry at him for peeping at his own daughter. I yelled at him and told him what a sick worthless asshole he was."

"Now Tiffany, " says Dr. Milton sternly, "your father loves you and would never do anything to hurt you. He was just checking to see how you were doing and to see what a beautiful woman his sweet baby girl had developed into. It was wrong of you to yell at him for that wasn't it?"

"Yes... it was wrong of me for yelling at my dad when he was trying to take care of me," you respond.

"That's right Tiffany. Now tell me how you've helped your father since your mother died."

"Oh well I do the laundry. I cook and I clean. I take care of the younger kids. You know all the stuff I am supposed to do as woman of the house," you answer.

"All of the things? Aren't there things that your mom did when she was woman of the house that you aren't doing?"

"Yes, my mom also had sex with my dad..." you respond.

"That's right Tiffany. So don't you think it's part of the job of the woman of the house to have sex with the man of the house?" he asks.

"You're right," you say, "no wonder my Daddy has been angry with me. I haven't been doing my job and he was too nice to ask me."

"That's very good Tiffany. Now:
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go home and apologize to your Daddy."|Go home and apologize to your Daddy."]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Let's talk about your job as my assistant."|Let's talk about your job as my assistant."]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"How is hypnotizing me going to help with my dad being an ass?"

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 01:34:09 GMT

Sara: Created page with 'Dr. Milton laughs. "See that's part of the problem. You only blame your father. No relationship is entirely one sided. I'd like to use hypnosis to try and figure out the truth fo…'

Dr. Milton laughs. "See that's part of the problem. You only blame your father. No relationship is entirely one sided. I'd like to use hypnosis to try and figure out the truth for what's really going on between your father and you. Do you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you, Dr. Milton," you respond quickly, almost without thinking.

"Very good Tiffany," he says. For some reason this praise makes you smile. "Now why don't you sit down and let's see if we can fix your relationship with your dad?"

"Ok, Dr. Milton," you say as you sit on the chair. "What do I need to do?"

"Nothing really. I just want you to sit there and relax. Now close your eyes. Very good Tiffany." he says, producing another smile from you. "Now I want you to picture an escalator going down into blackness. Can you see the escalator?"

"Yes... I see it..." you respond.

"Good, now as you ride the escalator down, you will start to feel more and more sleepy. The worries of the world will start to fall away and all that will be left is a nice contented sleepy feeling. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... feeling very sleepy and very safe..." he drones.

"Sleepy and safe.... " you respond.

"Tiffany, I'd like you to tell me your earliest memory of your father," Dr. Milton commands.

What is your earliest memory of your father?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Your father bouncing you on his knee as a small child|Your father bouncing you on his knee as a small child]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Your father hitting your mother|Your father hitting your mother]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Your dad and your brother teasing you|Your dad and your brother teasing you]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl named Tiffany written in second person.''

Blackmail/Psychiatrist/See if Dr. Milton has more work for you

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 01:04:06 GMT

Sara: Created page with '''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' '' You knock on the door to Dr. Milton's office. "Come in" he responds. You open the door and walk in. "Is there anything else I …'

''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' ''

You knock on the door to Dr. Milton's office. "Come in" he responds.

You open the door and walk in. "Is there anything else I can do to help you, Dr. Milton?" you ask.

"No, no I don't th.... You know what? I think there may be a way I can help you." he responds. "Why don't you have a seat in this chair? I'd like to try some light hypnosis to see if we can find a way to solve your... um.... father issues."

What do you do?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"How is hypnotizing me going to help with my dad being an ass?"|"How is hypnotizing me going to help with my dad being an ass?"]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"Um ok, we can try it I guess?"|"Um ok, we can try it I guess?"]]
[[Category: Blackmail]]

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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/A file with Carla's name on it.

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 00:53:20 GMT

Sara: Created page with '''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' '' Wow Carla. You've always hated that bitch. You wonder what she's seeing Dr. Milton for. You know that you shouldn't, but you ope…'

''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' ''

Wow Carla. You've always hated that bitch. You wonder what she's seeing Dr. Milton for. You know that you shouldn't, but you open the file and start to read.

In an odd way the file reads almost like your life story, just with some of the details mixed up. Her dad died a few years ago. And now she has issues with a drunken lecherous mother.

There are also lot's of cryptic notes and codes adorning the file. That you aren't sure what to make of. You are pretty sure that you are going to make an effort to be nicer to Carla in the future though.

What do you do now?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/See if Dr. Milton has more work for you|See if Dr. Milton has more work for you.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Clean up the office|Clean up the office.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Go play on the computer for a while|Go play on the computer for a while.]]
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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"No that would still be gross."

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 00:45:28 GMT

Sara: Created page with '''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' '' "Well I can see why you would you would say that." he responds. "To many people there would be nothing gross about that at all. …'

''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' ''

"Well I can see why you would you would say that." he responds. "To many people there would be nothing gross about that at all. But right now I need to get some work done. Can you file these patient records for me?"

"Oh um sure, Dr. Milton. I didn't mean to take up too much of your time." you respond.

"Oh don't worry about it dear. I'm always ready to talk, I just can't spend all night talking to you."

You stand up and take the indicated files. And walk out into the records room. As you are going through the files you are surprised to see:

*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/The one file cabinet that is always locked is unlocked.|The one file cabinet that is always locked is unlocked.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/A file with your name on it.|A file with your name on it.]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/A file with Carla's name on it.|A file with Carla's name on it.]]
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Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Lie on the sofa and tell Dr. Milton about your dad.

Sara — Mon, 30 Sep 2013 00:34:40 GMT

Sara: Created page with '''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' '' You lie down on the sofa. "The jackass is leering at me like he wants to fuck me! How fucked up is that?" you say. Dr. Milton …'

''' ''Being a young teenage girl is tough!''' ''

You lie down on the sofa.

"The jackass is leering at me like he wants to fuck me! How fucked up is that?" you say.

Dr. Milton seems to consider that for a moment. "And why do you consider that 'fucked up'? You're father has been without female companionship for a long time and you are an attractive young woman."

You smile at the compliment, you are an attractive young woman, both your father and Dr. Milton think so. So why is it fucked up.. you think for a moment. "Well incest is wrong" you finally decide.

You can almost hear the smile as Dr. Milton asks "And if he wasn't your father? If it were another older man, would that be wrong? What if I were leering at you?"

What if Dr. Milton leered at you? You can't even seem to fit that thought into your head. Dr. Milton makes you feel safe. You just try and picture it, but you can't!

How do you answer?
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I just don't know."|"I just don't know."]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"I guess that would be ok."|"I guess that would be ok."]]
*[[Blackmail/Psychiatrist/"No that would still be gross."|"No that would still be gross."]]
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'''Requirements:''' ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''