Bed Loan - Bitches Blackmail

This is a story about the characters from "Bed Loan" but it's not needed to read "Bed Loan" to understand this story.

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The video ended with my orgasmic face. You could see it quite clearly although the lighting was not too good, and easily identify me. Maybe that's not where the video really ended, but she stopped it there.

It was a good video as amateur videos go. It started with him taking me from the back in my ass without an introduction, probably because she started filming as we were already at it. She must've come into the stall next to us as we were doing it and filmed from above the wall separating the stalls.

I remembered that night and that fuck. The men's was busy but we managed to slip in and into the stall without being noticed. As he was doing me from the back, I leaned over the toilet and supported myself with my arms, listening to people come in and go out, piss and wash hands. Although it was a toilette in a fancy restaurant, the smell of men's urine was noticeable and I remember it most vividly.

He was a little drunk and I even more, as he kept plying me with rum-punch which was the free drink of the evening. Probably that is why I didn't resist too much when he told me to follow him into the toilet. And also why I complied when he wanted to switch position.

He sat on the toilet and turned me around, spreading my cheeks and pulling my ass on his cock. I was straddling his legs, fully impaled, managing to push myself feebly up and down his cock by standing on tiptoes.

In that position only the top of my head was visible on the video, as I kept looking down in effort, supporting myself with hands on the sides of the stall. I remember how hard it was to keep the position and how strained my whole body was. It somehow added to the excitement.

Meanwhile, he was looking upwards, either not seeing the phone or not recognising he was being filmed, with the expression of clear enjoyment on his face. His hands were now under my blouse, squeezing my breasts, and it continued for a while like that, me riding him slowly while trying to retain balance, him just lying back and enjoying it. I remember those minutes, how the pain in my butt had already subsided and was starting to feel good, how he was playing with my nipples and occasionally twisting them a little too hard, while my thighs were hurting from the strain and the sweat from my forehead was slowly leaking into my eyes.

Then he changed position again, pulling me close to him until my back was on his chest, my legs fully off the floor, and my ass pressed into his crotch, his cock as deep in me as it could go. It was good that I was already stretched so it didn't hurt much. His hands went downwards and stopped at my pussy, spread wide as my legs were still splayed open. It was thoroughly wet from the combination of excitement and the sweat now fully drenching my body. I remember how my blouse was wet from it and sticking to my body in places when we got up.

But at that moment, fingers of one of his hands furiously rubbing my clit, while he drilled my hole deeply with the other, I stopped thinking about anything.

Impaled in the ass, stuck in an uncomfortable position, sweaty and exhausted, the slightly rough but unbelievably intense feelings in my crotch were pushing me towards orgasm like a bullet train was behind me. I closed my eyes, my lips tightly shut, and turned my head upwards.

That was what she filmed.

The film didn't show that my orgasm shook me for what must have been more than a minute, during which contractions of my anal muscles also brought him to his finish, depositing his sperm deeply down my ass.

But it showed enough.

"So, I hope I do not have to spell it to you." the bitch was saying. "I want you to come to my place tomorrow and do what I ask of you - and you'll get the clip. If you don't, it will go to your husband and various mail addresses in the company."

Her name was Brandy but most of us called her just B. Short for 'bitch'. She was very young, early 20-es, and was part of the secretary team for the CEO but never did any work. She had her office where she sat all day while she wasn't out doing shopping or whatever. Her only duty was to entertain CEO and some of his guests. We never saw what happened, but she was invited to some meetings CEO held, and sometimes also to a one-on-one consultation when he was by himself. And she behaved like a bitch to everybody on staff, and if you defied her, you got reprimanded by HR on a direct instruction of CEO. So we mostly left her alone.

But today she came to me and said she had something important for me to do, so I went with her to her room where she just showed me the video.

"What will I have to do?" I asked, trembling from rage but also from fear of being so brutally blackmailed.

"Nothing you haven't done before." she smiled evilly.

"Here is the address." she handed me a post-it note with some text. "Be there at 8:00 instead of at work. Get some sick time or take a day off to cover it. And now get out of my office."

I got out, worried, angry and afraid. But I also felt wet between my legs. I was remembering that night, how he just pulled my panties up and led me out, and how the wet sperm dripping from my anus made me feel used, humiliated and dirty for the rest of the evening. And how, like now, I couldn't wait to get home to bring myself off on those same feelings.