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Blackmailed

Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster

with clothes, unless I say different of course.” How was I going to do that I thought. Where am I supposed to get dressed for work? What if people come over to the house, where am I supposed to hide? My brain was spinning again. “When you need to wear clothes for work I will put them out in the garage for you. You will get dressed out her. When you come home, you will get undressed out here before entering the house. Now, get those clothes off and bring everything into the house.” Damn, I thought, I’m getting deeper and deeper in this hole. I removed my shirt, shoes, socks, and last, my pants. When I pulled them down my hard cock sprang free bobbing around mindlessly. Bridget laughed with a big smile. “Is my little slave horny, huh!” I didn’t respond, just looked down in shame,. “Hey, stupid, that was a question, I expect an answer.” “Ye,...Yes Mistress,” I stammered. I couldn’t, very well say no. My body would contradicting me. “Too bad,” she said with and evil laugh, “I’m not in the mood to let you do anything about it.” With that she turned and walked up the stairs into the house. I grabbed Bridget’s suitcases and walked, naked, into the house. I set them on the floor just inside the door and walked back out to get the cage and the bag from the pet shop. CHAPTER THREE I walked back into the house carrying the rest of the packages and set them down next to the suitcases. I felt unbelievably embarrassed standing naked before a 15 yr. old girl in my own house. “So, how big ... is this house?” asked Bridget with a little grin on her face. “It’s four bedrooms Mistress Bridget,” I answered obediently. I was thoroughly proud of that house. It wasn’t as nice as some of the homes in that neighborhood but it was nicer than anything I ever lived in, in Indiana. The university gave me a list of several properties when I moved here and, because of my position as a professor with them, I could get a beautiful home for 20% under market value. My deposit was almost half of the purchase price and the payments were very manageable with my income. It was surrounded by two acres of wooded land and sat back from the road by a couple of city blocks. The house itself was a two story Victorian style with a full basement. Up stairs were two, nice sized, bedrooms and a full bath. Originally there were three but I turned the third bedroom into my studio. It had a small balcony on the north end with two large glass doors leading to it. During the day the room was washed in beautiful sunlight from those doors. I loved that room. Down stairs were two more bedrooms, one of which was my master bedroom. It was furnished with a large, king sized bed and two large matching dressers. I had a large walk in closet with everything nicely organized. The living room was also large. The kitchen was not that large but it was nicely equipped with all stainless steel appliances. The basement wasn’t much. I never really hadn’t much use for it but it came with the house. I did have the washer ...