She agrees as long as he stops

It's becoming clear Paul isn't going to stop because he thinks he's doing her a favor. You can see a mixture of panic and pleasure on Ashley's face. You feel yourself getting close.

"Y--y-y-ou can fuck me! You can fuck me! Just stop! P-p-please, I can't orgasm! St-stop!"

Paul doesn't need to be told again. "I knew it," he says and starts to climb up on the couch with Ashley. "I knew you couldn't resist me."

Ashley holds her hands out and blocks Paul from getting any closer. She's panting heavily. "W-wait, just wait. You can do what-whatever you want to me but after I go back to school."

He seems to hesitate. For a second you're worried he won't take the new stipulation as an answer. "Really? Whatever I want?"

Her eyes go wide realizing what she'd said. "N-no, not whatever but..."

He reaches down and starts to rub Ashley's pussy. She squirms. "I think you said whatever or else you can orgasm for me right now."

Ashley throws her head back and grinds against his hand. "oh-oh-ohkay. Whatever, but please stop."

He stops and rolls away from her so they're sitting next to one another. "Yes! You're going to be so happy with me, Ashley. You'll see. You aren't going to regret this decision."

"Yeah, I'm sure. Okay, you leave my papers. We'll talk about specifics later."

Paul shakes his head and points at this cock with both hands. "Um, not so fast. Today's payment?"

"Seriously?" She asks incredulously.

"Come on. You might be a weirdo who's terrified of orgasms but I'm not. I need relief, angel."

Ashley doesn't speak another word. She slides off the couch and kneels in front of Paul. She quickly goes to work on his cock. It doesn't take long before he's ready to unload. Paul gently pushes Ashley back and aims his cock at her face. He shoots his cum and she takes it like a champ, barely flinching. After she finishes him off he leaves the house. You continue watching Ashley who lies down on the couch with her face still covered in Paul's cum. She places a hand between her legs and you watch as she gently plays with herself, riding the edge of orgasm.

"Mmphh...what have I done?" She asks herself out loud while wriggling on the couch. "I'm turning into such a...uh...uh...needy, ****...mmmphhh....slut." You watch as she uses her free hand to scoop some of Paul's cum off her cheek. She dangles the cum over her open mouth and let's it drip. She closes her mouth around her fingers and sucks on them. "Mmmmm" she moans. "All I want is...umph...cock and cum..." she groans. "Unh...what's...*slurp*....wrong with me?"

You can't help but start stroking your cock again. Your little girl is so dirty. And that's when the stream cuts out. You're left with static and blue balls. A message arrives from your blackmailer. It's cc'd to the both of you.

"I didn't expect Paul to turn the tables like that. Interesting. I guess you've gotten yourself into another pickle, haven't you, Ashley? Regardless, I'll let you worry about how to handle Paul when you go back to school next Wednesday. In the meantime, as a thank you for your performance, I've destroyed one more file. That leaves us with two files and two photos. So close to the end, aren't we?

"I have a special treat for the two of you tonight. You're going out on a 'date' of sorts. You'll go to the below address at 8 p.m. When you arrive you'll find individuals engaged in a variety of activities. I'd like for the two of you to sample two of the activities before you leave. Ashley, you should dress in the cutest little girl clothes you can find. Where you're going it's perfectly acceptable to tell people you're with 'Daddy.' If you do everything exactly as asked I'll destroy one more photo and one more file. You might have me out of your hair before this coming weekend is over!

"Address: 1301 68th Street.

"P.S. All of your other restrictions are removed. You can orgasm and touch as much as necessary to fulfill tonight's activities. Good luck!"

Your erection collapses reading the email. Where would your blackmailer send you that it would be okay for people to hear Ashley call you Daddy? You Google the address and it appears to be an old warehouse on the bad side of town. Where is he sending you? Frustrated, you finish up your work and head home.

When you arrive Ashley's already prepared dinner, done up her makeup, and has a pile of clothes waiting by the door. At 7:30 p.m. the two of you decide it's time to go. She gets dressed in an outfit that would have worn if she was four years younger. It makes you uncomfortable. "Do you think this is what the blackmailer wants?"

You shrug. "I think that'll do, babygirl."

As you get into the car she admits "I'm nervous and scared, Daddy."

You place a hand on her thigh. "It'll be okay. I'll be right next to you." You lie because you aren't really sure it'll be okay. You have no idea where you're headed.

Evidence Remaining

Files: 2

Photos: 2