'That's it,' he crooned, 'Oh, so nice… that's it!'
He had accomplished what he wanted to do, humiliate her, shame her then satisfy her In front of her boyfriend. She had submitted to her animal instincts and she was subservient to him. He had done it!
He pulled his fingers from her throbbing, sated vagina, and grasped her thighs, wiggling his hips up against her buttocks, letting the head of his penis stay deep inside her.
His stomach was a mass of jangled nerves, his body trembled as he too was on the verge of his climax. The close tightness of her behind constricted around his rod, sending quick little electric shocks through his body. He bucked up against her buttocks, jerking his legs and hips into her so that she moved across the bed. He was quivering all over, then suddenly stiffened and groaned as the stream of pent-up sperm shot deep up into her rectum, lubricating her warm, throbbing passage with his hot viscous fluid.
'Oooohhh, yes,' he gasped as he jerked and jerked into her, filling her, defiling her, punishing her.
Duncan could no longer look at the horrid spectacle before him and his eyes closed and his head dropped. Gillian was laying motionless on the bed as this man filled her again and again with his sperm, lewd, wet her own betraying body still twitching every once in awhile from the release of her own tension.
When he had finished with her, his own climax was fulfilled, he pushed her away from him like she was nothing more than a rag doll.
'That's how I treat your precious Gillian,' he gloated. 'Did you like the show?'
'You pig,' Duncan spat 'You'll pay for this.'
'No, I think you have it wrong. You'll pay for it, or Gillian will pay for you just like she did today!'
Gillian lay sobbing, while the other man released her wrists. She rubbed them where the red welts had grown and Wiles quickly dressed.
'You can untie him after we leave,' Wiles warned her, 'not before!'
It didn't take long for them to get their things together and leave the apartment and Gillian hurriedly cut the ropes that were holding Duncan.
She threw her arms around his waist and sobbed, begging him to forgive her.
'Take it easy,' he consoled her. 'there's nothing to forgive, it wasn't your fault. I wish that you would have told me about the note, but I know that you were trying to protect me.'
'I'm so sorry,' she choked. 'So sorry!'
He picked her up and laid her on the bed and brought her a damp towel.
'I'll make us a drink, you relax and we can talk about it later.'
He left the room, slamming his fists at everything in sight. He had never felt so frustrated in his life, so helpless, but he couldn't allow this to continue and ruin their lives.
He had to do something!
They discussed what they could do, and the only real solution was to go to the authorities. They knew that it would be embarrassing for them, but if Jessica and Andrew agreed. that was what they would do. Duncan knew that it might be the end of his job, that there would be a scandal, but maybe it could be kept quiet and he could continue to work there. If the whole thing blew up, they could always move and find jobs in another big city where no one know them.
They waited until the following week when Jessica returned from her trip, and then the four of them got together at the flat one night.
'I think we should pay him and get the pictures back,' Andrew said. 'My wife will divorce me if this comes out and I won't have a job or a penny to my name. I think going to the police is too risky.'
'But we can't go on paying him for the rest of our lives,' Duncan insisted, 'and you know that he'll have other copies made so that he will have it over our heads. We're not dealing with a logical, sane person. you know that!'
'Maybe we could get something on him, something at one of those parties he was talking about, then we'd be able to blackmail him,' Jessica suggested.
'That wouldn't be a bad idea, but what makes you think that he'd let you into another one of his parties?' Duncan inquired.
'We'll I haven't answered his threatening note yet, he must know that I've been out of town. So tomorrow, I could call him and ask him to come to my flat. I want to talk to him, even pretend that I have the money.'
'Yes, go on,' Andrew said. 'I don't think I'm going to like this, but it may be our only way.
'Well, you know how he is. I could make a play for him then turn him down. He'd get angry and then I could change my mind. I know that I could get him into the bedroom with little or no trouble.'
'I don't like it!' Andrew interjected. 'You're asking for trouble, Jessica.'
'But it may be our only solution,' she insisted. 'It won't be easy for me to let that horrible man touch me, but then one of you could be in the closet with a camera and take the pictures that we'd need to blackmail him. I'd keep my face turned away from the closet door so I wouldn't be recognized, and here is our way out'
'It may work at that,' Andrew said, 'But are you sure you want to go through with it, darling?'
'It's our only chance, we've got take it. I'll call him first thing in the morning.'
'I'll go to the office early,' Andrew said, 'then Duncan and I can sneak into the apartment before Wiles arrives and hide. I'll go out and buy a Polaroid this afternoon and plenty of film, so we'll be all set'
Gillian and Duncan went back to their flat and tried to sleep but there was too much on their minds and they just tossed and turned during most of the night.
The next morning, as promised, Jessica called Mr. Wiles and told him that she was alone and she would like to see him.
'That's sensible,' he told her. 'You're a smart girl!'
'I just thought that maybe we could work something out,' she told him.
'After all, I want to be reasonable.'
He laughed and told her that he would be there by noon.
She was nervous as she paced up and down her flat waiting for the doorbell to ring. She smoked one cigarette after the other and wished that Andrew and Duncan would hurry up.
They arrived at the flat shortly after her call to Wiles and set themselves up in the bedroom, checking to see if the cameras were set and ready to go.
At twelve on the dot, her doorbell rang for the second time, and Jessica forced a smile as she invited Tony Wiles in. She was wearing a loose fitting robe that was nearly transparent, knowing that he would get what she had in mind right away.
'Well, this is a surprise,' he said, looking eagerly at her luscious body.
'Just a minute,' she said, as his hands went out to touch her, 'We have business to discuss!'
'So, we do. What did you have in mind?'
'You say you want money for those pictures you have. Well, I just thought that we could arrange it so I could earn some of that money, understand?'
She walked away from him, letting the sunlight stream in the back so that she was sure he could see the outline of her naked body beneath the robe.
'I'm sure that we could work something out,' he chuckled. 'You're so clever, Jessica, I never would have thought of it!'
'Sure,' she said sarcastically, but then checked herself.
'We could start right now,' she taunted him. 'I'm more than willing.'
And she started to walk to the bedroom.
He grabbed for her and yanked at the thin silk of her robe, pulling it down around her shoulders, revealing her fully rounded firm breasts.
'Oh, you are anxious,' she teased him. 'Well, I'll slip out of this while you get undressed, it will be faster that way.'
She took off her robe and went to the closet to hang it up, leaving the door slightly open so that the men could see out Wiles was fumbling with his shirt and trousers and she walked over to him and helped him with his clothes, then fell backwards on the bed, licking her lips and smiling invitingly.
'Come here,' she cooed, 'I want to feel a real man!'
'That was all the encouragement he needed, and he fell on top of her, his huge penis already erect and pulsing against her leg. She rolled over on her side so that her face would not show in the picture, and she took his
