At this, Paul studied the instructions. Satisfying himself he could follow them, he continued reading the mail.Once he had completed his ablutions and...cock tying, he was to dress in outer clothes only and present himself, at the address below, the following evening at 6pm sharp. If he arrived late he could just turn around and go back from whence he came.Paul sat there, cock rock hard and throbbing. He knew he just HAD to check this out for himself. The steam from the bathroom seeped into his. If this kind of content offends you in any way, please, stop reading. Im not in favor of rape of any form and this is just a fictional story of sexual violence. If you have no problem with that, please, vote and comment as you wish. Thanks. (Special thanks to my friend Rutger5 for helping me with the english stuff =*) … Blackmailing Vengeance I always knew how I wanted my life to be. I wanted an easy life. Marry some rich guy who would fulfill my wishes and do whatever I wanted for the rest of. "What the hell is that?" I asked knowing damn good and well what I had grabbed a hold of but preparing to play things off if things didn't go right. Surprisingly Glen pulled his shorts to the side and said, "That's my cock your stroking?" "You wouldn't mind if I sucked it, would you?" I said. Glen grabbed his dick and guided it toward my mouth and softly said, "Here, open up." I felt him slide it in and closed my mouth around him, when he moaned, "oh yeah!!" My dick instantly became hard. ... hic.... we are in for a great night right, Ms. Harts....gulp?" Art asked as she made her way to the single bed of the room,with a long closet off to the right. She sat herself down upon bed,striking a sexy pose. Art started to approach her, ready to ravish herthough his mind was in a wine addled state before she called to hisattention "Hey, Art! Listen, you can call me Lorelei.....please thisis quite intimate for me, i mean, for us. We should enjoy ourselves,yes?" as she stretched her.