{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"aa93dace-df16-4461-a24a-6f76f636466e","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2021-12-23T17:40:42.905Z","title":"Karen","slug":"karen","shortId":"U7XYAR2K","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Brad is in trouble...","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"c082ac06-e1e3-4c30-a314-5b849d00d64a","title":null,"summary":"I got a text from Karen Jones. I knew she’d bought a new house with her\ndivorce settlement abo","wordCount":3416,"readTime":17,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

I got a text from Karen Jones. I knew she’d bought a new house with her\ndivorce settlement about 3 miles from my place. \n“Brad, Could you help me assemble some furniture.” it read. \nI didn’t want to, but I’d tried to keep her onside ever since I had a brief\nfling with her a few years back. She\ncould cause trouble for me and I didn’t want to chance her having an excuse to\ncontact Maggie, my wife and damaging my marriage. I’d had a relationship with\nKaren in my early 20s which came to nothing but she’d tracked me down through\nsocial media and I’d secretly met her a few times about four years ago. We had sex but I didn’t want to leave my wife\nso I broke it off which she wasn’t happy about. We are both in our late 30s now and while it was exciting at the time I knew it was wrong and I regretted it.

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I had Karen listed on my mobile as Kevin in case my wife\nshould ever look at my phone. And Karen never sent anything that was obviously\nfrom a woman. “No problem, I’ll call round tomorrow about 4pm” I replied. I worked as a plumber which gave me a lot of\nflexibility on where I could go.

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She lived in a nice little detached bungalow, three bedrooms\nand a big garden. It was nearly 4:30pm before I got there. “Wow, lovely place\nKaren” I said as she opened the door to me. She greeted me with a smile, “you’re\nalways late Brad”. At 38 she was an extremely attractive woman. She had shoulder length dirty blonde hair,\nabout 5’3 in height with a lovely figure. She was wearing a really nice blouse\nand quite a short skirt with heels. Not\nreally comfort clothing but she did look great. I always liked her big tits. I didn’t really know boob sizes but they were\nmuch bigger than average. But I promised\nmyself before getting there I wasn’t going to allow her to seduce me and I\nthink she understood that. She insisted on making coffee and chatting before I\ncould get to work on her furniture. “So,\nyou finally got the divorce, I’m sure it’s tough going through something like\nthat” I said. “No, I’m fine and I’ve moved on” she replied. “In fact, I have a\ndate this weekend!” she added sounding excited. \n“Fantastic” I said and on went the small talk. I was secretly delighted she was dating\nbecause she was less likely bother me if she was occupied that way.

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Eventually I got to the bedroom where she had a small\ntable that she wanted me to assemble. I’m sure she could have done\nthat herself I thought but just got on with the task at hand. I had it done in less than ten minutes. “What\ndo you think of my bed?” she inquired pointing at the huge oak four\nposter. “Not much chance of falling out\nof it” I said noting the size of it. “Look at this she said” pointing to the design of the head board and foot board. \"Normally you would have a series of smaller\nvertical posts however on this bed there were several long horizontal beams\nbetween the main posts\". It was a little different I thought. “Yes that’s\nunusual” I offered. “I know” she agreed “and it’s got me thinking.” She said\nwith a cheeky smile. “Really, what have you been thinking?l” I said. \nI had a bad feeling about it and didn’t really want to explore it any\nfurther but felt compelled to play along.

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“Well you know how I love to play games in the bedroom sometimes, I\nthought with this set up a could tie someone to the bed and because of the\ndesign it should be possible to turn my 'victim' over if I wanted to. \nNormally once you tie someone up you’re stuck with whatever way you tied them.” She said raising her eyebrow waiting for a\nresponse from me. I did recall doing some kinky stuff with her in the past but\nprobably no more than most people do. “I\nsee what you mean Karen, it looks like you could do it., how would you persuade\nthem to turn over” I asked her. “Well\nit’s all just a bit of fun so it’s no big deal” she replied. “Could I ask you a big favor” she continued with pleading\neyes. “Can I try it out on you, it would\nonly take a minute.” Before I could respond she pulled open a drawer on her dresser\nand produced four pairs of handcuffs. “Wow” I said. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea Karen” I said\ngrimacing. \"Why not?\" she demanded. \"I really don't think I should, it wouldn't be right\". “You can keep your clothes on, It’s not like I am going to rape you or something Brad, get over yourself” she said in a sarcastic tone. I kinda felt a\nlittle embarrassed at this put down and finally relented. “One minute, you\npromise?” I demanded. “Yes, on my life” she smiled holding out the\ncuffs. “These are just cheap toys, you\ncould break them if you wanted to” she added. \nI just took her word for that and attached them to my ankles and wrists.\n“Ok, so get on the bed and I’ll attach them to the beams” I lay there staring at the ceiling while she\nclicked them into place. “Good boy” she\nexclaimed “now see if you can turn over” \nI did it easily. I was so obvious\nI could the whole exercise was pointless. \n“Happy now?” I enquired, “can you\nrelease me please?” I added.

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“In a minute” she said. \nI had an awful sinking feeling because as soon as she said that I knew\nshe had tricked me. I pulled at the cuff\non my right wrist. It was not a cheap\ntoy, it was not going to break easily. “I’ll be back in a minute, don’t start\nshouting I don’t want to disturb my new neighbors.” She called out as he left\nthe room. She came back in with a camera\non a small tripod which she set in the corner pointed at the bed on which I now\nwas on my back again. “Hopefully this\nwill get everything” she said cheerfully. “Karen you lying bitch, you promised\nthis was just for a minute, what the hell do you think you’re doing? Let me out\nof these immediately!” I yelled at her exasperated and rattling my cuffs. “Now,\nnow be a good boy for me and keep your voice down or I’ll have to help you with\nthat” With that she unbuckled the belt on my jeans and yanked it, pulling it\nthrough the hoops. “Just what I need” she said testing the leather against her\nhand. “You cant hit me with that, Maggie\nwill see the marks, please Karen just let me up and we can forget about this.”\nI pleaded. But she simply ignored me and\nbegan unbuttoning my jeans. I really\ncould do nothing to stop her and as they were quite baggy she had no problem\npulling them down as far as my knees. It\nwas no surprise that my briefs were next, around my knees as far down as she\ncould get them. “Ah my little friend” she said eyeing my cock. “He doesn’t look very pleased to see me” she\nadded. I was furious and had began\nyelling at her at the top of my voice but to no effect. “I did warn you” she\nsaid calmly. With that she hitched up\nher skirt and pulled down her frilly French knickers. She dropped them on my face leaving the room\nagain. I could smell her perfume and her pussy\non them and shook my head to get them off me. \nShe returned with a roll of duct tape and a pair of scissors. “Open up”\nshe demanded as she cut a length of the tape. \nI shook my head. But it did have\nthe effect of keeping me quiet. She didn’t\nhave much trouble getting them in my mouth, she simply held my nose and covered\nmy mouth for over a minute until I was gasping for air and then popped them in,\nquickly followed by the tape over my mouth. “It’s only a temporary arrangement\ndarling, be patient.”

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I decided it was best to compose myself but it was difficult because it was\nclear she intended to hit me with the belt. \nIf my wife were to see the marks it would be curtains for us. “I am going to punish you Brad because you\ndeserve it. But it will only be on your\nbottom and the welts will disappear after about a week. Hopefully you’ll be on time when we meet next\nand avoid a punishment. You just need to keep yourself covered up for that period\nof time and maybe avoid fucking Maggie, that’s my best advice.” I couldn’t believe she was talking about a\nnext time. Was she insane, I wouldn’t come back here for a pension I thought. “Now turn over, let me see the great ass” she\nordered me. I just shook my head\ngrunting under my gag. But that was a\nmistake. “have it your way” she smirked\nand with that landed a fairly hard blow on my cock, it stung like hell. I was over on my stomach in double quick\ntime. Again she left the room, returning\nwith a what looked like paper. “These\nare self-adhesive stickers Brad. I’m\ngoing to put the letter K on your left\ncheek and J on the right. So if you wife does see your ass she’ll know who\ndid it to you.” The letters were about\ntwo inches tall and of course would leave her initials stamped on me when she\nwas finished. With that she stuck them\non me, laid the strap across my ass before sitting on the bed beside behind me. She ran her fingers through my hair and gently\nmassaged my neck before allowing her hands to reach my ass. “You’ve got such a\nnice ass Brad, it’s not fair that Maggie is the only one to see it. And I did say I wasn’t going to rape you and\nI intend to stick to that, so please don’t worry. When we’re finished I might take your gag off\nif you’re a good boy” she said as patronizingly as she could. I was resigned to my fate. I was thinking of how I could manage to\nprevent Maggie seeing my ass for a week but on reflection it should be manageable. I'd just avoid having sex, and she would\nprobably be fine with that I anticipated.

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My train of thought was interrupted abruptly as Karen had\nstood up and delivered the first blow. “Fuck that hurt” I wanted to say but\ncould only manage a gagged grunt. She delivered eight blows standing on my left side first then followed by eight more from the right. Each stroke was worse than the previous one. I watched Karen thinking somehow if I could\nsee each strike I could somehow deal\nwith it better. Of course I couldn’t.\nShe appeared to be having a great time smiling as she was as she carried out\nthe punishment. I was still trying to process the words she had\nused earlier about ‘the next time’. It was\nslowly dawning on me that she did have\nthe leverage to get me back if she wanted especially as she was recording what\nwas happening. At least she isn’t going\nto fuck me I thought. Eventually the punishment was over. She peeled away the\nlettering from my ass and admired her handiwork for a moment. “That’s come out\nreally well, Brad” she said is if I should be pleased about it. I was sweating and my heart was racing and\nagain she came and sat by me. “Good boy,\nnow you would only have got ten if you had obeyed me when I told you to\nturn. Remember actions have\nconsequences, you’d do well to remember that, now get turned onto your back\nagain for me.” She clicked her\nfingers. I hate people clicking their\nfingers, I’m not a waiter in a restaurant but I decided not to antagonize her\nand did as I was told. “Look you’re all sweaty,\nlets get this shirt off you darling” she said as she unbuttoned me. Then she\nstood up and undressed. Her knickers were already in my mouth. She took off her blouse and bra allowing her\nbig boobs to hang there. I couldn’t deny they were a wonderful sight, I loved them. Next her skirt came\noff. The only thing she kept on was a\nsuspender belt, stockings, and heels. I could\nsee her pussy was shaved with just a small ‘landing strip’ that was barely more\nthan stubble. “I hope you’re enjoying\nthe view” she said playfully. With that she\nleft for her dressing table across the room where I could admire her ass. I was still attracted to her; I couldn’t help\nthat she was a beautiful woman but I didn’t want to be with her. She spent some\ntime applying makeup and lipstick and fixing her hair before leaving the room again but she\nreturned soon with a glass of wine. “You’re\nstill here?” she said mocking my predicament.

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She set her glass down and pulled herself along side me. Her\nbreasts pressed against me and she used her right hand to stroke my chest and\nstomach before allowing her hand to drift further south. I watched her red painted fingernails as they\nsqueezed my nipples before they\neventually were cupping my balls. I was determined not to be aroused by her but\nit’s not always something you can control. “I did promise I wont rape you Brad\nand I wont, but as you can't talk right now, if you would like to get intimate just give me a signal” she\nsaid licking her lips as seductively as she could manage. I could feel my heart rate\nincreasing and inevitably she soon had me fully erect. “Oh, look how big and\nfat he’s getting, not every man has a weapon like that” she remarked. She played with the tip of my cock scratching\nthe gland gently with her perfectly manicured fingernail. “Are you trying to tell me\nsomething?” she asked, while squeezing my shaft. I tried to grunt for her to get off me but she said \"I'll take that as a 'yes' stud\". In a moment she was on top of me and I could feel my\ncock at the entrance of her pussy. It was wet and to my shame I tried to push\nin. “Hang on cowboy” she said as she reached over to lift her mobile. “I want to be\nable to relive this after you’re gone” she explained as she began video recording. Then without further ado she sat on top of my\nerection and allowed it to slide fully inside her. She let out a low groan of pure pleasure. \"Oh, I've missed that more than you know\" she managed to say. There was nothing to be gained by stopping\nnow I reasoned and I just wanted to get it over with as soon as I could so I began\nto fuck her like a jack hammer and she squealed as she bounced up and down while her tits took on a life of their own, bouncing and swinging from side to side. After just a couple of minutes I could feel I was about to cum inside her, however she sensed what was happening and she dismounted me leaving my cock twitching. Only now did she pull the tape from my mouth\nand fish out her knickers before throwing them across the room. She placed her recording\nphone against a lamp on the bed cabinet \nand before I could say a word she was tongue fucking me as we engaged in\na deep kiss where she explored every\ncorner of my mouth and it was very clear who was in control.

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She slid back down onto my cock when she calculated I wouldn't shoot inside her immediately. Although I could speak now I didn’t. I was again determined to cum as quickly as I\ncould and I was almost there. Except she\nknew that and stopped again moments before I was on the verge. This time\nthere was no kiss, rather she pressed her pussy into my face. “Get to work mister” she\ndemanded as she used both hands under my head to have me eat her out. And I did. It’s strange how your priorities\nchange when you’re horny. My hoped for reward was\nto be allowed to cum but I was going to have to work for it. Instead of lasting\n3 minutes she managed to drag it out to about 30. The\nfinal time she impaled herself on me I lasted less than a minute. It was probably the best sex I’d had for a\nlong time. With her pussy full of my cum\nshe pulled herself onto my face for the final time. “Eat everything, swallow everything\n” she demanded as she picked up her phone pointing it directly down at me. I’d\nhad my way and I was a lot less inclined to do her bidding. “Do you need to be\npersuaded, maybe I should call Maggie” she threatened. That was enough, I knew I was trapped so did\nwhat as I was told. I’d never tasted cum before and was absolutely disgusted at this final humiliation. It was salty and mixed with her pussy juices tasted dreadful. But I did it. I never realized\nI produced so much because it took me ages to lap it all out of her and it seemed to just keep coming. “Get that awful gooey mess cleaned up” she said by way of encouragement even when I thought I'd got it all. Finally she scooped up a little that had run down her leg and fed it to me. \"That's a good boy\" she said like she was feeding a baby.

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When I had sucked every drop out of her she picked up her phone\nand camera and disappeared for ten minutes. When she returned I could tell she’d\nshowered because her hair was wet and she was now wearing jeans and a t-shirt. “I\nthink you can let me out now Karen” is\nsaid in a measured tone. “In a minute babe” she replied. I didn’t like her\ncalling me babe or anything like that. She jumped up alongside me on the bed\nbefore forcing another deep, searching and prolonged kiss on me. I know she did\nit to see if she could get me hard again and of course it worked. “Now darling I need to explain a few things to you before\nyou go” she began. “You know I made videos of what happened here today so there\nis that. I need you for an occasional fuck, that’s it. I don’t need a husband or full time boyfriend,\njust someone to fuck when I feel the need. But when I need you, you better get here at\nthe time I tell you otherwise I’ll be whipping your ass again, understood?\" I nodded. \"You can tell Maggie it’s an emergency\nplumbing job if you have to.” I interrupted her \n“you don’t think I’m just going to go along with that do you? Those\nvideos will show that you had me tied up for a start”. Now she interrupted\nme. “That’s where you’re wrong champ,\nwhen you were eating me out most of the video of you was close up, no handcuffs\nwere visible. And even if they were how\nare you going to explain how you managed to be handcuffed by a petite girl like\nme?” I was beginning to realize she had me where she wanted me. “And when we next fuck there wont be any\nhandcuffs but you will do exactly what I tell you” she said firmly. “But don’t worry I’m not interested in ruining\nyour precious marriage unless you force me to. And look on the bright side, you can\nhave no strings sex with another woman, what’s not to like?”

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With that she unlocked me and allowed me to dress. Short of killing her I couldn’t think how to\nget off the hook so decided just to go with it until I came up with a solution. I checked my ass in her mirror, it was badly bruised and to add insult to\ninjury her initials were clearly visible on each of my cheeks. I was furious. I'd been tied up and whipped but having initials on my ass seemed to hurt more. As I turned\nto leave she stopped me. “Is that how\nyou leave your secret lover Brad?” She\nwalked toward me and embraced me and insisted on yet another long and lingering\nkiss. \"I’m not just someone you can fuck\nand walk away like last time Brad. I\ndemand to be treated romantically and passionately at all times, remember that. Maybe you can bring me flowers or perfume when you're next here.\" She allowed herself a final squeeze of my ass and pushed her other hand inside my jeans to fondle my cock before she broke the embrace. What a complete bitch I thought. Not only was she blackmailing me for sex, and effectively preventing me having sex with my wife, I was forced to act like it was something I wanted. The only way I could get rid of her was to lose Maggie also. She really had me by the nuts, literally and metaphorically.

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To be continued…

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