Chapter 4
What does the e-mail say?
"I want you to masturbate for me"
The header to the e-mail was nasty, and said "Your nipples look nice. I want to see moreā¦"
Sandra could hardly wait for the meeting to end so she could get back to her office and read the rest of the e-mail. She was afraid to open the full message in the conference room as the person to her left or right might have seen the message. Maybe the blackmailer was sitting next to her; she was twisting inside with her uncertainty, would the blackmailer reveal her? What else would he ask her to do? Was it even a he?
She popped open the e-mail and read, "Your nipples look nice, now I want to see your tits, and I want to watch you masturbate for me right there in your office. I'll let you lock the door, this time, but don't fuck with me or I will make you do it with the door unlocked. If you are wondering how I can see you in your office look above your desk, you will notice a small hole in the ceiling tile that is a wireless camera that I put in place so I could keep an eye on you. Now let me see you make yourself cum. I like to watch, and I am going to watch you a great deal from here on out."
Sandra could not believe what the blackmailer was asking her to do. She was amazed at the turn her life had taken since this morning. She stood on shaky knees and headed over to her office door, the sound of the lock clicking sounded as loud as the shot of a gun to her hypersensitive senses. She moved back to her desk and sat down; she looked up at the camera she pulled up her sweater tank popping her tits out into the cool air of the office. Her sensitive nipples were dark, and stiff she reached up and rubbed them idly, and was surprised as the wave of excitement that flowed through her body to her clit. She hiked up the skirt that she was wearing and slid her panties down over her knees. She was surprised to find that her pussy was soaked with her cunt juice as she slid her fingers into her labia, running her fingers up and down her cunt lips, coating her long fingers with her pussy juice. As she grazed her clit her head exploded in pleasure and she realized that on some level being **** to masturbate was really turning her on.
Using her right hand she started stroking her clit in a circular motion, rubbing across the sensitive nub, increasing the pressure as her excitement grew. Her left hand was busy pulling and twisting her hard, dark nipples, pulling the hard tips to heighten her excitement. She dipped her long fingers into her cunt hole, alternating the stimulation fo her clit with some hard thrusting of her fingers. Within a couple of minutes her breath was coming in gasps and she was on the verge of orgasm, she looked up at the camera and imagined some man, she thought about Steve Jenkins for some reason, pumping his hard cock while watching her finger fuck her cunt. The thought of Steve's hard cock took her over the edge and she brought herself to an intense orgasm, her hips bucking and her nipples swelling even more as she climaxed. It was all she could do not to scream in pleasure, but she was so afraid that someone would hear her moans of pleasure that she bit her lip to keep herself quiet.
She finally came down from her orgasm and took some tissue out of her desk to clean up the stick cunt juice that coated her chair. Her face was flushed and she knew that she must look a mess, and wondered if she would be able to get through he rest of the day. She finally decided that there was no point in working and she called her boss and said that she was not feeling well and headed home for the day.
What happens the next day?
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Black E-mail
Sandra has a secret she does not want known
Someone finds out what Sandra has been up to and contacts her via e-mail.
Updated on May 25, 2018
Created on Jun 26, 2003
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