Note to readers: This medium length story is not part of any series. The setting and characters are based on those from my "Laura's Femdom" stories. My Mistress X stories stand on their own but are best read in order.

This particular story describes a consensual blackmail experience between a professional dominatrix and her male client.

Like most fetishes, consensual blackmail is an acquired taste and is definitely not for everyone. Please take this into consideration before you read it.

Thank You

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John was a middle aged CPA. He was a partner at the national firm Quincy & Rowe. He always enjoyed doing accounting work and now his position as a partner had increased his wealth. He had fully funded his kid's college and was looking forward to a very comfortable retirement.

He had been married for almost twenty five years. One downside in his life was that his relationship with his wife had stagnated. He tended to work long hours and that had a negative impact on his family life. After the kids were off to college his wife busied herself with social activities.

Like most people, John had his secrets. He often thought about his college girlfriend. Her name was Christy and he dated her for only six months. She was attractive, playful, and sexually dominant. Their relationship progressed to point that she was beginning to take control of him. He was only twenty one years old at the time.

He feared he would be unhappy in a long term relationship with her. He ended up breaking up with her. Eventually, after college, he married Diane. She had the "take her home to mother quality" that Christy lacked.

As the years slipped by he found himself wondering more and more what life would have been like with Christy.

After he made partner he found that his income jumped and he worked even more hours. He and his wife shared a house but they spent little quality time together.

Before long John increasingly found himself on the computer at night. He enjoyed the easy access of nude beautiful young women. Back in his younger days he had to work at it to find pornography. Now it was at his fingertips.

Eventually he was visiting female domination websites. The beautiful, confident women in the pictures reminded him of Christy. In a few short months he discovered Red Room Studio. The premier BDSM studio in Metro City.

He always managed his family's finances. He had plenty of investments and money saved away. It was not difficult for him to afford a monthly session or two with a dominatrix. He even setup a special checking account to fund his "extracurricular activities".

He rationalized it to himself. It was not cheating. It was not prostitution or even illegal. Female domination clients were never allowed to have intercourse with the dommes. He became a more and more frequent customer.

He enjoyed the time he spent in sessions. "Serving" his beautiful "mistress" dressed in leather as she teased him. He enjoyed the loss of control. The potential for humiliation and the idea that he had to bend to her will.

After a couple years he was growing tired of the domination sessions. Yes, they were filling a need but they were short lived. Two or three hours and they were over and then he was back to the normalcy of his mundane life.

He wanted more. Something that could last for days, weeks, or longer. He was exploring the Red Room Studio website and something caught his eye.

[Consensual Blackmail]

Have you been yearning for something deeper? A genuinely strict level of control? Inescapable control? Not physical bondage. Something beyond. True, ongoing servitude.

Mistress X and her skilled professionals can take you there. Knowledge is power. After you voluntarily give us your detailed personal information we will begin. Slowly at first. You will carry out small, simple tasks. It's not too difficult, at first. Eventually we will make it more difficult. But what if you dissent? What if you say no? Quite simply, you will pay whatever fee your mistress commands. If you say no to that? Then we will humiliate you. Your wife, your family, even your boss will know the truth about you.

All consensual blackmail is carried out via written contract. Terms are available from two to twelve months. Contact Mistress X for a $100 half hour, no obligation consultation.

John had met Mistress Alexis X a couple years before. In fact his first two sessions were with her as she portrayed a dominant spanking secretary. Since then his sessions had been with Mistress Katt. She was a skilled, mid-thirties dominatrix.

John decided that he trusted Red Room Studio. He was, after all, a good client. They wouldn't want their name smeared in the media any more than he would. He called and scheduled a half hour consultation with Mistress X.

Mistress X herself met John at Red Room Studio. She was dressed in her street clothes which, in her case, was a smart business suit. Mistress X opened the door and said, "Please step into my office John and have a seat on the couch."

There was a luxurious leather couch arranged alongside her large wooden desk. He sat down and she joined him on the couch.

She turned toward him and extended her arm along the back of the couch. She said, "So John, I understand we are doing a consensual blackmail consultation."

John was a little nervous and he said, "Um, yes, yes. That's why I'm here."

Suddenly John realized his etiquette. He pulled out two $50 bills and handed them to Mistress X. He said, "I'm sorry Mistress, here is your fee."

She smiled and said, "Thank you very much." She tucked the money into her pocket.

Mistress X began, "I will explain how our consensual blackmail works. Feel free to ask any questions as I go."

John nodded and said, "Okay."

Mistress X continued, "We start by collecting your personal information. We do that with a secure online application through our website. When you leave here today I will give you a password. The password is active for one week. If you decide to enter into a blackmail contract you use the password to access the application."

John clarified, "So I will have a week to decide if I want to do it?"

Mistress X continued, "Correct. We want you to be sure. There is no pressure, this needs to be your decision. Once you turn in the application it usually takes us three to five days to process. Then we schedule you for an appointment here to review your documents. Your blackmail contract does not begin until you sign the paperwork at that appointment."

John said, "What documents?"

Mistress X said, "After you turn in the online application there will be a list that you can print. It's things like your most recent W-2, a paystub, your driver's license and a copy of your wife's driver's license."

John looked concerned and said, "My W-2? Why?"

Mistress X said, "Consensual blackmail is not a one size fits all scenario. We need to know how much money you make so we can decide what your overall out of pocket cost will be. We also want to be able to set realistic but difficult punishment fees when you misbehave."

It was at that moment that John felt his penis begin to stir.

She continued, "Also, we get people from all walks of life. A doctor can afford much more than say, a blue collar worker. It helps us level the playing field, so to speak."

John said, "I see. That does make sense. So what would my cost be for a six month contract?"

Mistress X says, "Well, that depends on your income. What's your annual salary?"

John said, "My gross is about $350,000."

Mistress X said, "You would be a level C. At that level the math is easy. We work in fractions of tens. Your nonrefundable starting fee would be $3,500. Your monthly flat rate and minimum punishment fees would be $350. Your overall six month out of pocket cost would start at $5,600. Your early exit penalty would be $35,000."

John said, "Wow! $35,000?"

Mistress X said, "That's only if you want to end your contract early. In order for this to be real, it needs to be painful to get out of your contract. That's why we charge ten percent of your gross pay If you want out early."

John said, "So I understand the monthly fee but what's a punishment fee?"

Mistress X said, "If you disobey orders, you are fined."

John said, "Wow. That's a lot of money."

Mistress X smiled and said, "Well, you can easily minimize your expense."

John said, "How do I do that?"

She said, "Easy. One word, obey. Do as you are told and your mistress will have no reason to penalize you. You may also request a non-monetary punishment."

John realized he was fully erect. He tried to shift his position to relieve the pressure on his penis. Mistress X glanced at his crotch and gave him a knowing smile.

Mistress X continued, "I took the liberty of looking into your file. You spent a little over $12,000 here last year. If you play your cards right, you can play the consensual blackmail game and actually save money."

John thought about it for a moment. Had he really spent that much last year? She actually had a point.

She continued, "I can save you $1,750 on your starting fee. If you allow us direct access to your checking account we reduce your starting fee by fifty percent."

John said, "Automatic withdrawal? I don't like the sounds of that."

Mistress X countered, "It actually enhances your experience. If you misbehave, your mistress can withdraw penalty fees immediately."

John was definitely intrigued. The erection in his pants was a testament to that, but he still wasn't sure. Mistress X sensed his skepticism. She said, "We only have a few minutes left but would you like to meet your case manager?"

John queried, "Case manager?"

Mistress X said, "Yes. The young woman who will be in charge of you, er uh, your experience. Her name is Goddess Laura Steele. If you sign up she will be assigned to your case."

John said, "Sure. What could it hurt?"

Mistress X got up and said, "Just give me a moment." She went through a doorway on the opposite side of the room.

She returned with Goddess Laura Steele. John was startled as soon as he saw Laura. She was his fantasy woman. In a way, she reminded him of Christy but slimmer and more beautiful. She was wearing jeans and a black tee shirt. Understated but she was dripping with sexuality. He estimated her to be about twenty five years old, only half his age.

John stood as Laura approached and extended her hand. She said, "Hello, I'm Laura."

John shook her hand but he had trouble thinking clearly. He cleared his throat and said, "Uh hello Miss uh Steele. Goddess Steele. I'm John."

Laura smiled at his awkward greeting and said, "You may call me Laura... for now."

The natural confidence in her tone was tearing down John's resistance. He had a sudden chill as he realized, "I want this."

Mistress X said, "Thank you Miss Steele. That will be enough."

Laura turned to John and said, "My pleasure. Nice to meet you John." She winked at John as she walked away.

Mistress X looked at John and said, "I think you will enjoy this experience Mr. Dalton. Miss Steele is very good at the blackmail game. She's very creative. She likes giving her clients challenging tasks, sometimes with a choice of one or the other."

John nodded and realized his penis was stirring again. Mistress X said, "Ok Mr. Dalton. Our time is up. You have one week to fill out our online application."

She handed John a small sealed envelope and said, "If you decide to move forward this is your password to access the application on our website. Enter it exactly as printed."

John put the envelope in his wallet and thanked Mistress X. John didn't remember driving home. He walked in his kitchen and his wife Diane was there. She said, "Hi honey. How was your day?"

John said, "Hi sweetheart. Um, my day was fine. Just another day."

That night he could not sleep. He laid in the dark next to his sleeping wife. All he could think about was Laura. She was so young and beautiful. He imagined what it would be like to live under her control. He decided he was going to try it.

He got out of bed and went down to his home office. He found the blackmail application on the Red Room Studio website. He clicked on the link and it said, "Enter Your Password,"

He took his wallet out of the desk drawer and pulled out the envelope. He tore it open and pulled out a red card. Printed in bold black type was the password: I WILL

John thought, "Hmm. That's a strange password. He typed it into the dialog and spoke it as he did, "I WILL." Then he put his cursor over the button, "SUBMIT." He chuckled to himself and thought, "Clever. I think I'm going to like this."

He began filling out the application:

—-[Contract Length]—-

Duration Requested: 6 Months

—-[Your Details]—-

Full Name: Jonathan Dean Dalton

Street Address: 512 Grenadine Boulevard

Cell Number: (573) 555-1969

The application was very detailed. By the time he was done he had entered all his information and his wife's. The application collected everything. He had entered his Facebook and LinkedIn logins and everything else. Things like his work address, boss' name and contact information and the color, make and model of his and his wife's cars. Even license plate numbers.

He thought to himself, "Most of this is just scare tactics. Why does it matter what cars we drive?"

He decided to "make a mistake" and he changed the last digit of his wife's cell phone number.

It was a feeble and, as it turns out, foolish attempt at maintaining a level of control over the situation.

He hovered his cursor over the application "SUBMIT" button. In his mind he replayed Laura's words, "You may call me Laura... for now."

He clicked SUBMIT. Just then Diane appeared in the doorway to his office and said, "John? Are you okay? It's late."

Fortunately the back of his computer monitor was facing the door. He said. "I'm fine honey, I'm fine. I couldn't sleep. I'm just uh... taking care of a contract."

She smiled and said, "Well don't be up too late." She turned and walked away.

John's heart was pounding. He thought to himself, "That was close. Well, I didn't lie to her. I am working on a contract. Sort of."

He read his computer screen:

We will process your application and contact you within five business days to schedule your contract signing appointment. You will be required to present the following:

Your most recent W-2 form

A recent paystub

Your driver's license

Your checking account/routing numbers

A photo of your wife's driver's license

Your cell phone

John printed the screen to a pdf file and saved it to his Google drive. He certainly did not want his wife to find this list.

The next day was Thursday. As each day passed John was growing more and more anxious. He heard nothing until Tuesday afternoon. He was reviewing some audit documents when a text vibrated his phone.

It said, "Your application has been accepted. Please call to schedule your contract signing."

After work he called from his car. Pixie answered, "Red Room Studio, how may I help you?"

John answered, "Yes my name is John Dalton."

Pixie said, "Oh yes Mr. Dalton. I have finished entering your information into our secure system. Would you like to schedule your signing?"

John was slightly taken aback that she knew who he was but then he snapped out of it. He said, "Oh yes, yes."

Pixie said, "Great. Let me see. Miss Steele and Mistress X are available tomorrow afternoon at five o'clock. Will that work?"

He said, "Let me see... Wednesday. I'll make it work."

She said, "Great. Don't forget your listed documents and items. See you then."

The next afternoon John was welcomed into Red Room Studio by Pixie. She said, "Hello Mr. Dalton. Please have a seat on the couch."

He sat down and waited. His chest was tight as he thought about what he was about to do. Maybe this was a bad idea. Just then Laura came into the room. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white blouse unbuttoned far enough that the edge of her bra was visible.

She joined John on the couch and snuggled up next to him. She smelled wonderful. John didn't recognize the perfume but he found it intoxicating.

She was genuinely excited and she said, "John, you and I are going to have so much fun. I can't wait."

Mistress X joined them on the couch. Pixie was seated at the desk in front of the computer. Since John was going to be Laura's project she took the lead. Mistress X sat back and watched her protégé work.

Laura said, "John, give your documents to Pixie so she can start validating your application. Also, did you bring a photo of your wife's driver's license?"

John said, "Yes, it's on my iPhone."

Laura said, "Perfect. Give her your phone too. What's your unlock code?"

He handed it to Pixie and Laura put her hand on Johns upper thigh and began rubbing. It was easy for her to distract her new play toy. Soon he was rock hard and only paying attention to Laura.

John said, "Uh, my unlock code is my wedding anniversary, 041694."

Pixie began typing away as she added the anniversary and unlock code to John's file.

Pixie unlocked his phone and found the picture of his wife's driver's license. Then she laid it on the desk next to his license and took a picture of both.

Pixie said, "Laura, I'll need your phone too." Laura smiled at John as she pulled her phone from her bra, unlocked it and gave it to Pixie.

On her computer Pixie logged into John's Gmail account with the password he had provided on his application. A moment later his phone buzzed with a security confirmation code about a new login. She used the code to complete her login to his personal email. She checked the box: "Remember this device".

She added Johns email account to Laura's phone as well. Once again his phone buzzed with a security confirmation code about a new login. She used the code to complete adding John's email to Laura's phone. Now Laura and Pixie both had access to John's personal email. Then she deleted both security confirmation texts from his phone.

Pixie said, "John, is your Apple ID your Gmail address?"

John said, "Yes."

Pixie said, "And what's your Apple ID password?"

John said, it's my wife's full name no spaces with each name capitalized."

Pixie used that information to install a low profile parental monitoring app intended for parents to monitor their teenage kids. The parent version of the app was already on Laura's phone since she had done this before.

Finally, she configured the settings on Johns phone. She shared the GPS location and John's calendar with Laura's phone. She set a notification to tell Laura every time John got into a Bluetooth paired vehicle. She also added one contact to John's phone. It was Ivy Masters which was Laura's blackmail code name.

Now Laura had deeper knowledge than John could have imagined. She had access to John's personal email. She could read his emails and send them if she wanted. Further, she knew where John was supposed to be based on his calendar. But, the best part, she knew where he was at all times.

Pixie said, "Okay Mr. Dalton. Here is your phone. Now all I need is your checking account and routing numbers."

John handed her a blank check with the word VOID written in big red letters. John said, "Here you go. The account and routing numbers are at the bottom."

Pixie said, "Yep. I see."

She clicked away as she setup automatic withdrawal from John's account.

Laura said, "Okay, just a few things left. Pixie would you help me with the video camera?"

Pixie positioned the tripod so their video camera was pointing right at John in the center of the couch. Laura said, "We just need to shoot a thirty second video to record your intention."

Laura stood up and picked up cue cards off the desk and said, "Okay John, read these to the camera, and... go."
She pressed record. The camera was recording but there was black tape over the red record light.

John read the cue cards:

"MY NAME IS (state your full name)

MY ADDRESS IS (state your full address)

OF MY OWN FREE WILL I HAVE ASKED GODDESS LAURA TO BLACKMAIL ME. I WILL NOT HOLD HER, MISTRESS ALEXIS X, OR RED ROOM STUDIO LIABLE FOR THIS ACTIVITY."

Laura said, "Nice job. Got it in one take."

Then Laura picked up the video camera, tripod and all, and moved it to the corner of the room. She subtly and carefully pivoted the camera so it was still facing John. But now it was recording him from the side.

Laura said, "Ok Pixie, print John's contract so he and I can sign it."

Then Laura turned to John and said, "I'm going to warn you. We will spend the next couple of days verifying all your information. If we find that you lied about anything we will terminate the contract and you will forfeit your starting fee. Now, knowing that, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Laura put her hand back on John's thigh. He hesitated as he looked into Laura's eyes. Finally he said, "Uh, we better double check my wife's cell phone number. It should be (573) 555-1973."

Pixie said, "Oops. Looks like you missed it by one digit."

Laura said sarcastically, "Boy, it's a good thing we double checked it."

Pixie laid the contract on the desk and said, "Here's the contract."

Laura said, "Thank you Pixie. Now let's see. I sign right here." She signed her name and slid it to John.

Then she said, "And you sign right there."

John signed his name. He didn't actually read the contract. He also didn't notice that Laura had signed her real legal name, Laura Stanton. The contract never mentioned the word blackmail. Mistress X was very smart. She knew that blackmail was illegal. Even "consensual" blackmail. She had a submissive client who was a lawyer and he drew up a contract with nomenclature he knew would hold up in court.

Laura slid the contract back to Pixie. She clicked a few things on the computer and $2,100 was transferred out of John's checking account.

Pixie said, "I've just pulled $2,100 from your checking account. That's the discounted starting fee of $1,750 plus $350 for your first month. Would you like a receipt?"

John shook his head, "No, I won't need receipts."

Laura turned to John with a triumphant smile. She snuggled up next to him on the couch and said, "There, it's done. Now you are mine for six months. Let's have some fun shall we puppet?"

John was enjoying her perfume again and was thinking, "Did she just call me puppet?"

Laura stood up and faced John. She reached down and pushed his knees together. Then she raised her skirt and said, "Do you like my thong?"

John couldn't believe this was happening. He said, "God yes."

Laura said, "When I wear underwear it's usually a thong. I find them very comfortable."

She continued to hold her skirt up as she climbed on his lap facing him. Then she dropped her skirt. She wrapped her arms around his neck. If they were nude she would have been in a perfect position for sex. She leaned down and pulled his face to her neck. He took a deep sniff of her perfume. He couldn't help but kiss her neck. She cooed and said, "Oh John, you have no idea how much you turn me on." She started grinding her thong on his crotch as if they were having sex.

She pulled back slightly and looked in his eyes. Then she said, "God I love your hard cock." She switched sides and turned his face toward the video camera as he started kissing the other side of her neck. She continued dry humping his erection under her skirt. After another twenty seconds she leaned back and squealed at the ceiling like she was having an orgasm, " Oh yes John... god yes!"

Then Laura stopped and smiled at him. She said, "That was fun." She got up and sat back down next to him. John was rock hard, confused and wanted more.

Laura smiled at him and said, "Did you like that?"

John said, "Uh well..."

Pixie still had Laura's phone. Laura said, "Hey Pix, we need do the final step." With no further prompting Pixie picked up Laura's phone and activated the camera. Laura looked her way and nodded.

Pixie held up the phone and nodded back. John was looking at Pixie too.

Laura pivoted and put her hand on John's cheek and turned his head so he was facing herself. Then Laura took John by the wrist and put his hand on her breast. John smiled and gently squeezed. Laura did her best shocked look as Pixie snapped a couple pictures. Then she stood up, faced John and moved his hand under her skirt to her thong. Again she pretended to be shocked and upset.

John was enamored by holding Laura's pussy, even if it was through her thong. It wasn't registering with him that they were collecting blackmail material.

Laura moved and got her phone from Pixie. She used her phone to login to her Red Room Studio account on their website. She went to her personalized console and clicked the "Manage John" button. It refreshed and showed her all of the updates Pixie had just made.

She went to her photo album and uploaded the incriminating photos Pixie had just taken.

Then she clicked "Contacts" and then "Wife".

Her screen showed her information:

[Wife of John]

Diane Sarah Dalton

Home Maker

Age 47

Vehicle: 2017 Audi A3 Black

License Plate: RZE 4240

Cell: (573) 555-1973

Laura sat back down next to John. She touched Diane's cell phone number and then she changed her phone to speaker mode. She held her finger up to her lips to let John know to be quiet.

After a few rings John heard his wife's voice, "Hello?"

Laura said, "Hello. My name is Ivy Masters and I'm with Quincy Rowe. I'm trying to reach Diane Dalton."

Johns eyes opened wide and his heart started pounding. On the phone his wife said, "This is she, is something wrong?"

Laura reached down and put her hand on John's crotch and started rubbing his erection through his pants. She said, "No, no , Mrs. Dalton, everything is fine. I work in Human Resources here at Quincy Rowe. I am simply verifying emergency contact information for all of our employees."

John's wife said, "Oh, that's a relief. I thought something happened."

Laura said, "No, no. I'm sorry for alarming you Mrs. Dalton. We are simply updating our records. So you are John's wife, Diane Sarah Dalton?"

Diane confirmed, "That's right."

Laura slowly rubbed John's cock as she continued, "And this number I just called is your cell phone?"

Diane confirmed, "Yes it is."

Laura said, "I'm verifying that this is the number we would call in an emergency."

John's wife said, "Ok."

Laura said, "Just one more question. Is there anyone else you would like us to contact in the event we can't reach you?"

Diane said, "Hmm. You should probably have my sister's name and number."

Laura said, "Okay great. And what is that information."

Pixie began typing as Diane spoke, "Her name is Denise Compton and her cell number is (573) 555-1122"

Laura said, "Okay great. Thank you Mrs. Dalton. Have a great day."

Diane said, "Thanks, you too."

Laura hung up and smiled at John. She said, "So far you have behaved. Now you know that I can get ahold of your wife or your sister in law in seconds. I'll be calling your boss tomorrow."

John had a panicked look on his face. Laura reassured John, "Don't worry puppet. I won't tell him anything. I just need to make sure he's your boss."

Laura stood up and said, "We are done for now. Tell me John, do you drive alone to and from work every day?"

John said, "Uh yes. Why?"

Laura smiled and said, "Oh, that will be a good time for us to talk."

That night at home John's wife said, "I got an unusual call today. It was from a woman named Ivy who works at Quincy Rowe."

John's stomach flipped for a moment then he said, "Oh yeah. I saw an email about how the firm is going to be verifying emergency contacts."

Diane said, "That's kind of a relief. To know I wasn't talking to some random woman." Up to that point entire blackmail game was just that, a game. With his wife's comment it suddenly became real.

The next morning was Thursday Laura was lying in bed. Her alarm had gone off but she didn't need to get up for a half hour. She was looking at John's calendar to see what his day looked like. He had meetings most of the day but nothing after five o'clock.

A notification chimed on her phone that John's phone had linked to his car. She pulled up her monitoring app and saw he was still home. A moment later his car started to move on the map. He was on his way to work.

John had been on the road for a few minutes when his phone rang. He looked at the dash to see who was calling. The name said, "IVY MASTERS."

He answered it tentatively, "Hello?"

Laura said, "Are you alone?"

John said, "Uh yes."

Laura said, "Okay puppet. Rule number one. When I call you, and you are alone you answer the phone, Hello goddess."

John felt his penis stirring as he said, "Okay."

Laura continued, "Rule number two is text response. You need to respond to any text I send you in ten minutes or less."

John said, "Ten minutes?"

Laura said, "Don't worry, I won't text you in the middle of the night or anything."

John tentatively said, "Okay..."

Laura continued, "So what's on your agenda today?" Laura already knew what John's schedule was because his calendar had been shared with her. She was just making sure he didn't realize she already knew."

John said, "Well I believe I have meetings most of the day. That is, unless my secretary made some changes."

Laura said, "Wow, you have a secretary huh? That's impressive. What's your secretary's name?"

John said, "Her name is Barb."

Laura said, "Okay, hold on for a second." She switched her phone to speaker mode and pulled up the Red Room Studio website and logged into her account. She went to the "Manage John" tab and clicked edit. She entered Barb as John's secretary.

Laura continued, "So Barb takes care of your schedule and you just do what you're told huh?"

John hesitated and then said, "Uh yeah I guess."

Laura chuckled a little and said, "Well good. It helps that you are accustomed to doing what you are told."

Now John's cock was hard. He agreed, "Um yes."

Laura could see that he had nothing scheduled after five o'clock. She said, "Here's what I want you to do today."

Once you are in the office and you know your schedule I want you to text me. Invite me out for a drink after work at O'Malley's pub near the hospital."

John hesitated and said, "Well I'm usually home by six or half past six."

Laura said, "Just tell your wife you need to work a little late or something. We won't be long. You can buy me one drink."

John said. "Can't we just agree now that we'll meet there?"

Laura said, "Puppet, I gave you an order, now what was it?"

John said, "Um, you want me to text you and invite you out for a drink at O'Malley's Pub."

Laura said, "Very good. I'll be expecting your text and I want our plans set before noon."

John said, "Okay."

Laura said, "Oh and just so you know, if anything gets in way of us having a drink tonight I will punish you."

John said, "What do you mean?"

Laura said, "You are a Level C. The minimum punishment level is $350. That is, unless you prefer a physical, or a more creative punishment."

John said, "Don't worry I can make drinks work."

Laura said, "Don't be so sure... I can be... unpredictable. The plans need to be set by noon."

There was a pause and Laura said, "That's all for now puppet. Talk to you soon." Click.

She hung up the phone. John looked up and had to hit the brakes hard for a red light. He realized his cock was hard and he was horny. He thought to himself, "This is going to be very fun."

About ten o'clock John had a few minutes between meetings and he remembered his task of asking Laura out via text. He pulled up her contact and typed out a text, "Hi Ivy it's John. Would you care to join me at O'Malley's pub tonight for a drink?" He was careful to use Laura's domme name.

Laura ignored John's text but it jogged her memory. She looked up John's boss and found his phone number. She touched the number to call him. The call went to voicemail so Laura left a message, "Hello Mr. Schult. My name is Amy and I'm calling from Sam's Sub Shop on 54th Street. Your employee John Dalton entered you into a contest at our sandwich shop. Your name came up as the winner of lunch for six. Mr. Dalton can pick up the free gift card anytime. Thank You."

John watched his phone for five minutes. The text app confirmed that the message had been delivered but there was no response. He put his phone in his pocket and went to his next meeting. That meeting was scheduled to end at noon. Before he knew it, the time was 11:45 and Laura had not responded.

At 11:55 he felt his phone vibrate with a text. He said, "Excuse me for a moment. I've been waiting for an important text."

He pulled out his phone and saw Laura's response, "Do you think your wife will mind if you and I have a drink?"

Again his cock stirred. He now had less than five minutes to firm up the plans. He looked at the table of people watching him. He quickly typed, "Don't worry about Diane. What she doesn't know won't hurt her."

Laura waited until 11:58 to respond. John felt her text come in and he said, "Everyone please excuse me one more time." He got some annoyed stares as he picked up his phone.

He looked at Laura's text, "What time?"

He quickly replied, "6pm."

She texted back, "C u then."

John was relieved he had beaten her deadline. After the meeting John's coworker Scott pulled him aside and said, "Maybe you should leave your phone in your office next time."

John said, "Yeah I know. I was trying to setup an important meeting."

Scott shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever."

A moment later John cell phone rang. The screen said, "Ivy Masters". John panicked for a moment because he wasn't alone. He answered, "Hello, John Speaking."

Laura said, "Hi puppet you must not be alone. See how that special greeting works?"

John said, "Yes I see."

Laura said, "You need to pick up a seventy five dollar gift card from Sam's Sub Shop and give it to your boss."

John said, "Why?"

Laura said. "I just left him a voicemail. I'm just making sure he's really your boss. I told him you won it for him."

John's stomach tightened again. Laura was gaining more control over him. He said, "No problem. I'll take care of that." A few hours later John's boss ran into him in the hall. He said, "Hey John, I heard you won us lunch for six."

John smiled nervously and said, "Yeah. Lucky huh..." His boss gave him a high five and walked on.

Shortly after five o'clock John texted his wife, "Scott and I are going to stop for a drink on the way home."

His wife texted back, "Don't be too late."

John replied, "I won't." It was just another little fib. He reasoned with himself that he wasn't being unfaithful.

John arrived at O'Malley's a few minutes early. He picked a high table with two stools. He ordered a manhattan for himself but he didn't know what to order for Laura. As he sat and waited his mind was racing. What if someone came in that knew him? What would he say? How would he explain who Laura was?

A few minutes later a petite brown haired woman came in and set her purse down a few tables to John's left. He was admiring her ass when she turned quickly and looked at him. He was caught ogling her. She smiled and he looked away. She turned to face him as she sat down. She pulled out her cell phone and busied herself with it.

Laura looked in the window. She made sure that Grace was in position. John had no way of knowing but the petite brunette was helping Laura. She was one of Laura's pets.

Laura walked in with her best dominant female strut. Her thoughts went back to her old roommate Leesa who taught her how to enter a room. She held her head high with her back straight and boobs out front. She was wearing tight jeans and a form fitting shirt with no bra. She could feel her nipples harden with the excitement of the hunt.

Heads turned as she crossed the room to John. As she got close she said, "Hi John how have you been?"

John instinctively stood to greet her and she moved in and gave him a hug. He didn't realize it but Grace was snapping photos of their greeting.

John said, "I've been good La... I mean Ivy."

Laura sat down in the chair opposite John. She put her clutch purse down and reached across the table. John wasn't sure why but he reached out and held her hands. Laura was so beautiful and engaging. He tried to focus on her but he knew that the guys at the bar were watching. He enjoyed being the guy with the super-hot blond. Meanwhile Grace snapped a few photos of them holding hands.

Laura released his hands and sat up straight. The server came over and said, "What would you like to drink Miss?" Laura said, "I'll have your house merlot."

The server nodded and hurried off. Laura pulled her phone from her purse and logged in to her Red Room Studio account. She got into John's details then she smiled at John. She said, "You drive a 2018 Ford Explorer."

John nodded and said, "That's right."

Laura said, "What's the access code to open the door?"

John gave her a concerned look and said, "Why?"

Laura put her phone on the table and crossed one leg over the other and laced her fingers together on her top knee. She looked at John pointedly and said, "I know you and I are just starting our journey together so I'll give you a pass on that one. You don't get to ask questions. That's my job."

John said, "I'm understand, I'm sorry. The code is 49417."

Laura smiled and said, "Thank you." She picked up her phone and entered the code into John's profile.

Then Laura smiled at John and said, "So tell me, what makes John Dean Dalton tick?"

John said, "Well I don't know. What do you want to know?"

Laura browsed through her phone. She said, "Let's see... your wife is Diane. You've been married for over twenty four years." John nodded. She continued, "You and your wife have an empty nest with two kids in college."

John said, "That's right"

Laura browsed quietly for a moment then she looked up at John and said, "You're a regular client at Red Room Studio."

John's blushed and said, "Uh yes."

The server dropped off Laura's wine. She smiled sweetly at him and said, "Thank you."

Laura took a sip of her wine and thought for a moment. Then she said, "Tell me about how you got to this place. I mean how did you get interested in S&M and power exchange?"

John relaxed a little. He took a sip of his manhattan. He said, "It was Christy. She was my last girlfriend before I met my wife. She was... she was one of a kind. She was no supermodel but she had the look. She was in great shape and she dripped with sex appeal and confidence. I didn't pick her, she picked me."

Laura said, "Really, so she pursued you?"

John continued, "Well I didn't notice her. We went to high school together. Then when I was twenty one I was walking through a bar and this woman with long platinum blond hair touched my arm. I stopped and looked at her. She said, *you don't know who I am do you?*"

John said, "She was right. I had no idea. She told me who she was and I was floored. She looked great. In high school she was a wallflower."

Laura said, "So she changed after high school?"

John said, "I guess yeah. Like I said, I never noticed her but that night in the bar. Wow."

Laura said, "So you got her phone number?"

John took another sip and shook his head, "No, she asked for mine. She called me a few days later. She was already through college and she had started law school. We dated for six months."

Laura put her elbows on the table and cradled her chin in her hands. She said, "So who broke up with who?"
John said, "I broke up with her. She pushed me too far. Our relationship turned sexual very quickly. For example, she asked me how often I masturbated... on our first date."

Laura smiled and said, "A girl after my own heart."

John smiled and said, "Yeah. Basically after six weeks she had changed me. She convinced me to give up masturbation because she wanted to be my only source of sexual gratification."

Laura said, "Was that a problem?"

John shook his head, "No, no. We had great sex. I guess the only issue was that sometimes she'd make we wait a couple weeks." John looked off in the distance and chuckled. He continued, "That girl used to keep me so horny."

John continued, "She would have me rub lotion all over her and massage her for a half hour or longer. Then I'd uh, give her oral sex."

Laura took a drink of her wine and said, "How did you feel about that."

John finished off his manhattan and raised his empty glass to the server. He said, "How did I feel about it? I liked it. Hell, I loved it."

Laura sat back up straight and said, "So why breakup with her?"

John said, "One night she got a little too weird for me. She knew I hadn't had sex for two weeks and I was horny as a teenager on prom night. We got all set for me to go down on her then she stopped. She pulled out a black leather collar and told me she wanted me to wear it whenever I was in bed with her. She said I needed a reminder of who was in control."

Laura's eyes big and she smiled. She said, "She really is my kind of girl. So did you wear it?"

John said, "Hell no. It scared the shit out of me. I left and broke up with her the next day."

Laura said, "Well it seems she had a lasting effect on you."

The server dropped off another manhattan. John nodded and said, "Thanks."

He continued, "She sure did. I ended up marrying a good little girl. I tried to live the normal American dream but I never forgot Christy. That night kept coming back to me. Over the years I started looking into kinky sex and bang. Here I am. A closet submissive."

Laura said, "Have you ever thought about contacting her?"

John shook his head, "No. well, I mean I've thought about it yeah. She is one of my contacts on LinkedIn. I sent a congratulatory note a few years ago when she made partner at her law firm. She didn't respond."

A sly look came across Laura's face and she said, "So... since you're married you don't need to masturbate anymore right?"

John felt his face get warm and he said, "Uh well, you would think."

Laura said, "Well this is kind of a first date for me and you so I'll ask the same thing. How often do you pleasure yourself?"

John looked around nervously. Then he looked at Laura and said quietly, "My wife and I have sort of, grown apart."

Laura lowered her voice as well and said, "Puppet, I asked you a question."

John looked at his drink and said, "A couple times a week."

Laura sat back and crossed her arms thoughtfully but said nothing. John said, "What?"

Laura said, "That ends now. You are married. I happen to agree with Christy. If you are married then you need get your sexual satisfaction only with your wife."

John protested, "But, but, we haven't." He stopped and looked around and then lowered his voice again, "I don't even know the last time we had sex."

Laura reached her hand across the table again and John held her hand. She said, "Then stop for me. Just like you did for Christy. Tell me you will stop."

John felt his penis stir again. Laura was so gorgeous and sexy. He nodded and said, "I'll stop."

Laura smiled and said, "That's my good puppet. Thank you."

John was a bit dumbfounded. Somehow he had just agreed to give up his orgasms with nothing in return. Laura had fanned flames that were barely burning. The erection in his pants made it clear that Laura understood him better than he understood himself.

Laura took a sip of wine and smiled at John. She said, "You are very smart John. I'm sure you understand the power I have over you. I have all your information and signed contract. I have photos of you groping my breast and vagina."

John thought back to the contract signing but remained quiet. Laura continued, "Now I have texts of you asking me out to drinks and photos of our meeting." She turned and waved at Grace.

John looked over at Grace and she waved at John. He felt a chill as he realized Laura was right. The reality of Laura's control hit him all at once. Grace got up and walked out.

Laura continued, "It would be in your best interest to stay on my good side and do whatever you can to keep me happy, don't you agree?"

John croaked quietly, "Yes"

Laura smiled and said, "Do you know what makes me happy?"

John queried, "What?"

Laura said, "Gifts. Hey, I have an idea. You could get me a gift from my Amazon wishlist."

John nodded and said, "Uh sure, okay."

Laura smiled and said. "Good. You can just go to my profile on the Red Room Studio website. There's a link to it there. I have a wide variety of items on my list. I'll let you decide how much you want to spend."

John said, "Okay I will."

Laura said, "Great. Well this has been enlightening John. I always find it interesting to hear how clients get into the world of power exchange."

Laura grabbed her phone again and said, "So what's Christy's last name?"

John said, "Why..." Laura shot him a look and he remembered what she had said about questioning her.

Laura smirked at her control over John as he continued, "I mean uh, her maiden name was Christy Ott but now she's Christy Smit-Ott."

Laura nodded and said, "Ah she's married?" Laura typed away as she updated John's information.

John took another drink and said, "I heard she's divorced. Her husband cheated on her and she cleaned him out."

Laura finished the last of her wine and stood up. John stood as well. She put her phone in her purse and said, "Well thank you for the drink John."

She reached in her purse and pulled out a small orange permanent marker. She held it out to John and said, "Put this in your pocket. Keep it with you because you'll need it soon."

John tentatively took it and said, "Uh, okay."

Laura put her hand on John's chest and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She said, "Goodnight John. You should get home to Christy... um, I mean Diane." She winked at him and he watched her ass as she walked out. He wondered whether or not she had intentionally said the wrong name.

The next day was Friday. He got in his car in the morning and headed to work. Laura mentioned that was the best time for them to talk. He got all the way to work, but she didn't call.

The weekend was a bit nerve racking. Every time his phone vibrated he was nervous that it was going to be Laura. Each time he saw a different name pop up he found himself missing her. He wanted to sit and talk with her again or talk on the phone.

At night he would lie in bed next to his sleeping wife. Just thinking about Laura would give him an erection. He would lay in the dark and touch it, very quietly and gently. Just enough to keep himself aroused. It made him think of Christy. She would not allow him to masturbate. Now he was denying himself that pleasure for Laura but why? After all she would never know what John did. But he would know.

Finally it was Monday morning. As he got in his car to leave for work he was hoping Laura would call. He pulled onto the road and he was on his way. After a few minutes his phone rang through his car speakers. He looked at the dash and he was thrilled to see: IVY MASTERS on the caller display.

He pressed the answer button and said, "Good morning goddess."

Laura's cheery voice said, "Good morning puppet. How was your weekend? Did you miss me?"

John answered honestly, "Yes I did miss you."

Laura said, "Did you have any orgasms without permission?"

John was proud to say, "No goddess Laura."

Laura said, "Very good. Okay I'm calling to tell you what you are going to do for me. You'll need your little orange marker. Do you have it?"

John confirmed, "Yes, it's in my pocket."

Laura said, "Good. You right handed, correct?"

John said, "Yes."

She said, "I'll give you until five o'clock today to do this task or you'll be punished. I want you to write *I Love Ivy" in big orange letters on the bottom of your left foot. Then text me a picture of it."

John said, "What? I can't do that."

Laura said, "Would you rather write it on your chest? Or I can just penalize you $350 right now."

John was quiet as he drove. Laura said, "Puppet, are you there? Do you prefer the financial punishment?"

John said, "No, no. It's fine. I will send you the picture."

Laura said, "Good boy. Have a nice day." Click. She hung up.

John got to his office and checked his schedule. He had a few minutes before his busy day would start. He pulled out his orange marker and slipped his left shoe off. Suddenly there was a knock at his door. He called out, "Just a minute." He hurried to put his shoe back on.

He called out, "Come in!"

His coworker Scott popped his head in his office and said, "Hey John, got a second?"

John waved him in and said, "Sure."

Scott came in and said, "We need a fourth person to round out our foursome this Saturday. Are you in?"

John said, "Sure."

Scott said, "Great, I'll let you know when I have a tee time." He started to walk out but stopped and said. "Hey were you at O'Malley's last Thursday night?"

John panicked and said, "Uh no... why?"

Scott said, "I was walking down the sidewalk and I saw a smoking hot blonde sitting at a table inside. She was with a guy that looked just like you."

John shrugged his shoulders and said, "Huh, lucky bastard."

Scott said, "Yeah. I'll catch you later." He walked out.

John looked at the clock. He was out of time. He put the orange marker back in his pocket and gathered his things for his first meeting. The day flew by and he didn't have a moment alone. Late in the afternoon he went into a stall in the bathroom. He was considering doing the task there but he lost his nerve. He didn't want to risk someone seeing him take off his shoe and sock.

His last meeting ended about 4:45. He gathered his papers in his brief case and walked past His secretary. He said, "I'm going to head out a little early Barb."

Barb said, "See you tomorrow."

He hurried to the parking deck and got into his SUV. The time was 4:55. He pulled out the orange marker and put it in the cup holder. He slipped off his left shoe and sock. He quickly wrote in big orange letters, "I Love Ivy". He snapped a picture and looked up Laura's contact. He added the photo to a text and pressed send. A red X popped up and his phone said: No Service.

John groaned. He left his sock and shoe off. He drove through the parking deck as quickly as he could. He got out to the street and pulled over and parked. He hit send again and the text went through. His heart dropped as he saw the time. It was 5:01pm.

A moment later his phone rang and he looked at the dash. The display said, "IVY MASTERS."

He pressed the answer button and said, "Hello goddess."

Laura was chuckling. She said, "Oh, poor puppet. You were late but so close. It was a good picture too."

John said, "I was only one minute late."

Laura said, "Late is late. Hold on... there. Punishment fee deducted. Have a good week."

John said, "Wait, goddess."

Laura said, "What is it?"

John said, "Well uh, are you going to call again this week or meet me for drinks or anything?"

Laura said, "You are so precious. You miss me don't you?"

John said, "No I just... well... I like being with you."

Laura said, "Don't worry puppet. I won't be far. You never know when I'll call or text. I may even bump into you."

John said, "Okay."

Laura said, "Bye puppet." Click. She hung up.

Tuesday came and went and then Wednesday. John wanted to see Laura again. She was so beautiful and confident. He liked the way he felt when he was with her or talking to her.

Wednesday evening John was home alone and thinking about Laura. He remembered what Laura had said about buying something from her Amazon wishlist.

He went down to his office and got online. He found the link to Laura's wishlist. He saw that there were items from just a few dollars to several thousand dollars. The cheapest items were childish trinkets. He decided that he should spend around one hundred dollars. He chose a gold necklace with a heart charm. He signed the gift card, "From your puppet."

He went to bed horny again that night. He wondered if Diane realized how horny he was or if she just didn't care. Again he fell asleep with a throbbing hard on.

It had taken several showers but by Thursday morning John finally managed to get the orange marker off of his foot. He was getting dressed and his wife came out of the bathroom. He said, "Why are you up so early dear?"

Diane said, "I have a spa treatment downtown at nine this morning. I thought you and I could have lunch afterwards."

John said, "Sounds great." He pulled out his phone and opened up his calendar. He said, "Where would you like to go?"

Diane said, "Let's go to Gwen's Bistro by your office." John added it to his calendar.

John said, "I'll be there just after noon."

Laura was in bed and a calendar update notification chimed on her phone. She saw the new entry, "12:00PM Lunch w/Diane. Gwen's Bistro."

She smiled to herself. She had an idea. After she got out of the shower she dressed a little different than normal. She wore black slacks and a nice white blouse. She always had scrubs on at work so no one would notice how she was dressed underneath.

Just before noon John walked into Gwen's Bistro. Diana was already at a table. He walked over and said, "Hello dear." He leaned down and kissed her.

A few minutes later, the waiter had just taken their order and walked away. John looked up and saw Laura coming in the door. He quickly looked away as if he hadn't seen her. He felt his heart pounding in his chest. A moment later he heard Laura's voice. She was right next to him, "Hi John. Fancy meeting you here."

Diane looked up at Laura and then at John. She was obviously looking for an explanation. John froze and went pale. Laura smiled at Diane and said, "Hello, I'm Ivy. I work at Quincy & Rowe with John. You must be his wife."

Diane smiled and said, "Yes, I'm Diane."

Laura smiled and said, "Then you and I have probably spoken on the phone. I work in HR and I recently called all spouses to verify emergency contact information."

Diane nodded and said, "Yes that's right. It's nice to meet you."

Laura said, "Likewise." Then she looked at John. He was pale and dumbstruck. Laura put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Are you okay John?"

John snapped out of it and said, "Oh yeah, I'm fine. It's nice to see you Ivy."

Laura smiled and said, "I'm picking up a takeout order. Well you two enjoy your lunch."

She smiled at John and said, "I'll see you later John." Then she smiled and Diane and said, "It was nice to meet you."

She walked over to the takeout counter. She was out of earshot. Diane looked at John and said, "Wow. She is gorgeous. You never mentioned her."

John said nervously, "Uh yeah, I recognized her but I couldn't remember her name. She's kind of new." He looked up at Diane and hoped she wouldn't realize he was fibbing.

Diane took a drink of her water and looked at John a bit suspiciously. She said, "Well she obviously remembers you."

John shrugged his shoulders and quipped, "I guess I'm unforgettable."

Diane nodded and said, "Yeah, that's right honey. You are unforgettable."

That night John and his wife went to bed at the same time. John began thinking about Laura and got hard. He was quietly touching himself but he didn't realize Diane was awake. She rolled over toward John and said, "Are you okay honey?"

John said, "I'm fine."

Diane said, "You seem restless." She put her arm over John's chest and snuggled against him. He laid awake with his erection throbbing as Diane fell asleep. Eventually he drifted off as well.

Friday morning John woke up with a hard-on. Fortunately his balls were not aching. He decided to get up and busy himself with his day and try not to think about Laura.

After he got ready he got in his car and headed to work. Meanwhile Laura was in bed. She was planning her next step in John's blackmail ordeal. She had already taken control of his orgasms. She decided it was time to take it up a notch. She started browsing through the naughty selfies she had taken on her phone.

John was almost at work when his phone rang: IVY MASTERS

He answered, "Good morning goddess."

Laura said, "Hi puppet. I know you miss me so I had an idea. I'm going to text you a selfie."

John said, "Okay."

Laura said, "There's just one catch. You are not allowed to delete the text or the picture. I'll be checking your phone randomly. If you delete it I'm going to punish you."

John said, "Okay goddess."

Laura said, "Keep an eye out for my text. Bye bye." Click. She hung up.

John had just sat down at his desk and his text chimed. It was Laura. He opened it and said under his breath, "Holy fuck."

It was a bathroom mirror selfie. Laura was wearing a white thong and nothing else. She was holding her phone over her face and her glorious breasts were fully exposed. He couldn't see her face but it was obviously Laura.

He locked his phone and sat back in his chair. He had an erection again. He thought to himself, "Damn, I can't unsee that."

That weekend he actually found himself hoping Laura would not text him. If his wife noticed a text from her it would be disastrous. He knew he wasn't allowed to delete her picture or text which was fine with him. He found himself looking at her photo more and more. It made him horny but he didn't care.

Just as he had hoped Laura made no effort to contact him on the weekend. Monday was a different story. He was just pulling out of driveway when his phone rang: IVY MASTERS

He answered, "Hello goddess."

Laura said, "Happy Monday puppet. Did you like my selfie?"

John said, "It's burned into my mind."

Laura laughed and said, "You better save that text. Okay so here's our fun for today. As soon as we hang up I want you to call Barb."

John said, "My secretary?"

Laura said, "Yes. Call Barb and tell her you are expecting a visit first thing today from a software sales rep named Ivy Masters."

John said, "You?"

Laura said, "Puppet. Stay with me here. I'm coming to your office first thing this morning and I need you to let Barb know so she will be expecting me."

John said, "Oh... kay."

Laura said, "Good. See you in twenty minutes." Click.

John was shocked. She was coming to his office? He was scared and excited all at once. He sped up as he called Barb.

Fifteen minutes later Laura walked in to the Quincy & Rowe building. She found John's name on the directory and saw that he was on the fifth floor. She took the elevator up to five and walked up to his secretary. She was wearing a nice skirt and blouse. Her hair was pulled back and she was all business. She was carrying an attaché case. She smiled as she walked up to Barb and said, "Hello, I'm Ivy Masters."

Barb smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Dalton just called me. He asked me to have you wait in his office. It's just through that door."

Laura smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you so much."

Laura went in John's office and closed the door. She pulled a small Wi-Fi camera out of her case. She placed it on the cabinet along the wall, nestled between some books. She turned on her recording app on her phone and checked the field of view. She adjusted the aim slightly but she did not press record yet. She made sure the camera would record John's desk and that it was obvious the video was from his office at Quincy & Rowe.
She sat down in John's chair behind his desk and waited. She pulled out her phone and looked up John's cell phone unlock code.

A couple minutes later John walked in. Laura said, "Good morning Mr. Dalton. I appreciate you meeting on such short notice." John closed the door and she smirked and said quietly, "Hello puppet." John felt his stomach tighten as he walked up and stood in front of his own desk. Laura held out her hand and said, "Give me your phone."

John complied and Laura sat back and put her feet on John's desk. She unlocked his phone and went to his text app. She said, "I see you still have my text and selfie."

John nodded and said, "Yes." He couldn't take his eyes off her skirt as it slid up her slim smooth thighs.

Laura typed a text to herself from John's phone and clicked send. John heard Laura's phone chime as the text came in. She locked John's phone and handed it back to him.

Laura put her feet down and pulled some software literature out of her attaché case and put it on the desk. She said, "If Barb gets curious just tell her I sell this software."

John said, "Okay."

She picked up her phone and touched the record button to start capturing video from her secret camera. She opened the text she had just sent herself and texted back, "You are so naughty."

John's phone chimed. He opened the text. He read the message she had just sent to herself, "Come to my office so I can eat your pussy." John was out of the field of view of the camera because it was trained on Laura sitting in his chair.

His eyes got big and Laura smiled. She slid to the front of John's chair and hiked her skirt up. As she spread her legs John was shocked to see Laura's bare pussy. She said, "Get over here and eat me."

John could not pass up this chance. He hurried over and dropped to his knees. He buried his face between Laura's thighs and starting lapping like a puppy dog. Laura held his head and enjoyed his licking for a few minutes. Then she pushed him back and said, "That's enough. You don't want Barb to get suspicious."

John sat back and nodded. He said, "You're right."

Laura stood and moved her attaché case to the cabinet and discretely tossed the camera in it. She turned around and said, "Have a good day puppet. Oh, and you're not allowed to wash your face until you get home."

John nodded. Laura opened the door and said, "Thank you again for meeting with me Mr. Dalton, review that literature and I'll be in touch."

John said, "Uh yeah. Okay. Have a nice day."

As she got on the elevator Barb smirked at John. Then she said, "Wow, she's pretty. Did you even notice what she was selling?"

John gave her a nervous look and said, "Of course I did Barb. I'm a married man,"

Throughout the morning John was constantly reminded of Laura. He was wearing her scent on his face and he loved it.

He had a busy afternoon and Laura could tell because his calendar was completely full. Laura was on a break at the hospital. She took a moment to text John shortly after one of his meetings started, "How's your day going?"

John was in his meeting and he felt his phone vibrate with a text in his pocket. He reached into his pocket and looked over at his coworker Scott. He pulled out his phone and saw it was a text from Laura. Then he noticed Scott was looking at him. He decided not to interrupt the meeting and put his phone back in his pocket. After the meeting he texted back, "Great now that I heard from you. How's your day?" Laura didn't respond.

At the end of the day he got in his car to go home. Moments after he started his car the phone rang and the display said, "IVY MASTERS."

John was nervous as he answered, "Hello goddess."

Laura paused and said, "What rule did you break today puppet?"

John said, "I didn't answer your text in ten minutes or less."

Laura said, "That's right puppet. Choose your punishment, financial, physical or creative."

John knew the financial punishment would be an immediate $350 withdrawal from his checking account. He was a little afraid of physical so he said, "I choose the creative punishment."

Laura said, "Very well. I'm going to give you until five pm this Friday to do this task. It's a classic. You are going to write a phrase five hundred times on paper with a blue pen. There can be no errors. I want you to write, *I am sorry for ignoring your text Goddess Laura*. You need to number your lines one through five hundred. When you are done send me clear pictures of all the sheets."

John said, "Five hundred?"

Laura said, "Are you complaining puppet? If I have to add the financial punishment it's going to be double."

John paused and said, "No goddess. I'm sorry."

Laura said, "Good. Tell me what line are you going to write."

John said, "I'm going to write, *I am sorry for ignoring your text Goddess Laura*."

Laura said, "Very good. I expect it by the deadline or it will cost you $700. Have a good week puppet." Click. Laura hung up.

John was frustrated. That morning he had five minutes of bliss as he ate Laura's pussy, now he was going to spend hours on a boring punishment. That night when he got home his wife was out. He went to his office to start his punishment.

He was careful to write slow and neat. It took him almost an hour to write the first hundred lines. His hand was cramping. He realized he never wrote by hand anymore. He decided to stop at one hundred lines and leave the rest for later.

He realized there would be times when the blackmail game would be fun and exciting, and times where it would be difficult and mundane. This was a difficult time. He didn't want to finish the rest of this punishment.

Just then he received a text from Laura, "Thank you for the necklace John. I love it! You are so sweet!"

That's all it took. John felt his penis stir in his pants. He loved pleasing Laura. He sat down and wrote another one hundred of his punishment lines.

At that point John had an idea to help him with Laura's texts. He gave her texts a unique vibration pattern so he would know if a text was from her without looking at his phone. He used two long pulses.

He still had months to go in his contract. He decided that the next time he talked to Laura he would ask permission to masturbate. At least that would ease his tension. By Friday morning he had finally completed the writing punishment. Before he left for work he took pictures of all ten sheets and texted them to Laura.

That morning on his way to work Laura called him. He answered, "Good morning goddess."

Laura said, "How's your hand puppet? Is it sore?"

John said, "Yes it is. It took me almost five hours all together."

Laura chuckled and said, "Answer my texts and you won't have that problem."

Laura was quiet for a moment and then she said, "Well, have a good weekend."

John said, "Wait! Laura... I mean goddess Laura."

Laura said, "What?"

John said, "I um... Well I'm starting to ache and I was wondering if I could please uh..."

Laura said, "Say it puppet."

John said, "I was wondering if you would allow me to masturbate."

Laura said, "My poor puppet is getting achy huh? I'll tell you what. I'll think about it. I'll be in touch. Bye." Click. She hung up.

John groaned. Now he was hard again. As he drove to work he realized he was getting his money's worth. Laura has taken control of him and he liked it. Just before he got to work Laura called him again. She said, "I have an idea. I want you to take your wife out to a nice dinner tonight. Someplace that requires reservations. Make sure you put the time and place on your calendar."

John said, "Okay."

Laura said, "Bye, bye." Click.

Later that morning John called his wife. She answered, "Hi honey."

John said, "Hi sweetheart. I thought you and I could have dinner tonight at Chez Beaumont."

Diane said, "That would be great honey what time?"

John said, "I made a reservation for six o'clock."

Diane said, "Perfect. I'll see you when you get home."

They hung up the phone and John had a thought. Laura knew that John was horny. Was she sending him on a date with his wife for a reason? They hadn't had sex in weeks... actually months. It would be nice to have sex with his wife. After all he hadn't had an orgasm for days.

After work John started his car to go home. Laura called him. She already knew he had reservations at Chez Beaumont. John answered, "Hello goddess."

Laura said, "So where's dinner?"

John told her. Laura said, "Meet me in ten minutes at the Prairie View Mall parking lot. Park in lot J outside the sporting goods store. Make sure there are no cars near you. Text me when you are parked.

John said, "Okay, I should be there in ten minutes."

Laura said, "Hey before you hang up, look in your center console."

John reached down and opened the console. He saw some hot pink fabric. He reached in and pulled it out. He realized it was a thong.

Laura giggled and said, "Did you find anything?"

John said, "Uh yeah. It looks like underwear."

Laura said, "That's right puppet."

She continued, "I have a question for you. If you get it wrong I'm charging you $500. Tell me right now if those panties are clean or dirty." John looked up and checked for cars nearby. He quickly lowered his face and held the tiny patch of fabric to his nose. He smelled the unmistakable sweet scent of pussy. He quickly said, "They're dirty."

Laura giggled again and said, "You're right. How do you like essence of Laura?"

John said, "I love it." He leaned down and took another sniff.

Laura said, "I'm going to take that thong back in a few days and it better be right where I left it."

John said, "Yes goddess."

Laura said, "Bye puppet." Click.

Ten minutes later John parked and texted Laura, "I'm here."

A minute later Laura pulled up next to John and parked. She got out of her car with a small bag. She walked up to the passenger door and John unlocked it for her. She got in the passenger seat and closed the door. She gave John a devious grin and said, "So you have blue balls huh?" She reaches over and started rubbing John's cock through his slacks.

John just watched Laura's hand as she tormented him. She pulled her hand away and John looked at her. His erection was clearly visible under his pants. She was smiling as she said, "Take your cock out for me."

John quickly opened his belt then unsnapped and unzipped his pants. He lifted slightly and slid his pants down a few inches. Then he pulled the front of his boxers down and his cock sprang up. Laura giggled. She reached over and began stroking his cock with her fingertip as she said, "My, my puppet. You sure are excited. So you want to cum huh?"

John looked at her desperately and said, "Yes please."

Laura pulled her hand away and said, "Well I'll tell you what I think. I think you need to put this cock away. Then you need to take your wife to a nice dinner and treat her like a queen. After dinner you need to take her home and pleasure her. You need to give her at least one orgasm with your mouth. Then, and only then, you should make love to her. That will be your relief. Or..." She reached over and began gently stroking John's cock.

John said, "Or what?"

Laura stopped stroking and gently squeezed John's cock as she looked into his eyes. She smiled and said, "I could allow you to cum right now. But you better hurry. You need to get home."

John's balls were aching and he was dripping precum. He blurted out, "I want to cum now."

Laura chuckled and said, "That's what thought you would say."

She reached in her bag and pulled out a new, un-lubricated condom. She held it in her open palm and said, "Put this on."

John took it and quickly opened it and rolled it onto his erection and looked at Laura. She opened the center console and pulled out her hot pink thong. She held it over John's nose and smiled and said, "Okay. Go ahead. You have my permission to jack yourself off."

John felt his face burn red with embarrassment but he was too horny. He grabbed his condom covered cock and started pumping. He closed his eyes and breathed deep through his nose. In just a couple minutes he shot his load into to the condom.

When he was done Laura opened the center console and tossed her thong back in and closed it. Then she reached over and slid the condom off. She held it up and commented, "Wow John that was a big load. I hope you are able to get hard again to have sex with your wife tonight." She tied a knot in the end of the condom and laid it in the cup holder.

She reached in her bag again and pulled out a small white box. It looked like the kind of box a new necklace would come in. She took the lid off and John saw that it was empty. She picked up the cum filled condom and laid it in the box and put the lid back on.

She put the box back in her bag then looked down and saw the condom wrapper. She said, "Have a nice date night John. Don't let your wife find that condom wrapper or my thong. She'll think you're having an affair." John watched her get out of his car and get into hers and drive away.

He was playing in his mind what had just happened. Laura now had a condom full of his cum. What was she going to do? Was she going to frame him for rape? Plus he had just chosen to humiliate himself in front of a dominant female instead of have sex with his wife. What was wrong with him? He checked the time. He had to go pick up Diane for their dinner date. He made a mental note to take Diane's car to dinner so she wouldn't find Laura's underwear.

A couple hours later John and Diane had finished their dinner and ordered dessert. John felt his phone vibrate with two long pulses. He knew Laura had just texted him. He knew he had to answer in ten minutes or less. He slipped his phone out of his pocket and saw her text on his lock screen, "Meet me by the coat check room near the restrooms."

John's stomach tightened. Laura was in the restaurant. He quickly typed out a response, "Okay."

He put his phone back in his pocket and Diane said, "What is it?"

John lied and said, "Oh it's Scott. He wants to know if I want to golf in the morning."

That answer satisfied Diane. A few minutes later John said, "I'll be right back honey. I need to use the restroom."

He walked around the corner and Laura was waiting for him. She had her purse over her shoulder and her arms folded with a devilish smile on her face. She said quietly, "How's your date going puppet?"

John said, "Fine, fine."

Laura took her purse off her shoulder and reached in it. She pulled out a small box wrapped in silver paper with a red bow. It was the box with the cum filled condom. She held it out to John and said, "I want you to take this gift to your table and give it to your wife."

John's face went white as he accepted it. Then he said, "Laura I can't..."

Laura said quietly but sternly, "You can and you will. I will be watching. If you don't, I'll be at your office first thing Monday to give you a physical punishment."

John tried to protest, "But please..."

Laura held up her hand and pointed to John's table and said, "Go."

John slipped the box into his jacket pocket and slowly walked back to his table. Their dessert was delivered. John knew Laura was watching. He also knew he could not risk giving Diane the gift. If it still contained the condom it would be catastrophic.

In the end he left it in his jacket and took Diane home. He realized that he was horny again as they got home. As they undressed he looked at his wife's body. She was beautiful for her age. They went to bed and John decided to follow Laura's instructions. He was erect as he started to slide down to worship his wife's pussy. Diane said, "John stop. I haven't showered since this morning. That's gross."

John moved back up and wrapped his arms around her. His penis was quickly deflating. He realized that he and his wife were in different places sexually.

In the morning he was up early. He went to the closet and pulled the gift out of his jacket pocket. He opened the gift so he could flush the condom down the toilet. To his surprise there was no condom. The box actually held a lovely necklace with a heart charm. It was the necklace he had purchased from Laura's wishlist.

The following Monday John started his car to drive to work. A moment later Laura called. He answered, "Good morning goddess Laura."

Laura said, "Call Barb and tell her you are expecting me. I'll be in your office when you get there."

John said, "Yes goddess." Click. She hung up.

John opened his center console and pulled out Laura's dirty thong. He held it to his nose and as he drove. His cock got hard as he enjoyed her scent and thought about what she might do to him.

When John walked into his office Laura was, again, seated behind his desk with her feet up. John closed the door and walked over and stood in front of his desk and waited. Laura was browsing on her phone. Without looking up she said, "It's punishment time puppet."

Laura opened her purse and pulled out a leather paddle that was only about the size of a desk ruler. John said, "That paddled doesn't look too bad."

Laura smiled at him said, "This paddle is not for your ass, it's for your balls. I want your pants and underwear around your ankles right now."

A moment later John was in front of his desk, naked from waist to ankles. Laura pulled a shoestring from her purse and walked to John. She crouched down in front of him. She wrapped the string several times around his balls, so they were tight in his scrotum. She tied it off and left several inches of string hanging down.

She patted the desk and said, "Bend over at the waist and put your chest on your desk."

John hobbled to his desk and complied.

She moved into position and grabbed the loose end of the string and pulled his balls out from between his legs. She said, "Here we go puppet. You first physical punishment."

She began swatting his balls hard and fast. They were extra vulnerable because they were wrapped tight by the shoe string. Smack! Smack! Smack!

She smacked his balls twenty times in ten seconds. He was lying on his desk whimpering as the ache spread from his balls to his pelvis and stomach. He was still on his desk with his balls tied as Laura walked to the door. She said, "You can keep that shoestring puppet."

She opened the door and walked out. John took off the string and pulled his underwear and pants up but his balls ached for an hour."

At the end of the day John started his car to go home. Laura called him and he answered, "Hello goddess Laura."

Laura said, "Hello puppet. Why didn't you give Diane the gift?"

John said, "Well I... I thought it was the condom."

Laura said, "Eww. Gross. Do you think I'm a psycho?"

John was speechless, "Well I... um uh..."

Laura continued, "Did you do what I said and eat your wife's pussy?"

John said, "I tried but... she didn't want me to. She said she wasn't clean."

Laura said, "I see. So she's a prude."

She continued, "It's becoming more clear now... why you spend so much money at Red Room Studio."

Again John didn't know what to say. He knew Laura was right. She said, "You know John, sometimes I may punish you by ignoring you. In fact I'm going to give you some time to think about what happens when you don't obey me. Have a good week." Click.

John found that upsetting. Laura knew he liked to be with her and talk to her. Now she was going to deny him attention? John remembered Laura's thong. He opened his center console so he could enjoy Laura's scent again. It was gone. She must have taken it when she left his office that morning. What was happening to him? He was becoming a slave to Laura and he craved more.

Later that night Laura was thinking about John. Because of Christy he was a closet submissive which is why he entered into the blackmail contract. Laura logged into her Red Room Studio account to review John's information. She had his LinkedIn account information. She logged into his LinkedIn account and looked up Christy. She was an attorney at one of the most prominent firms in Metro City. Her work email and phone number were on her account. She added them to a contact in her phone.
Late Tuesday morning Laura called Christy. Laura said, "This may be a very strange call but I'm trying to help a friend of mine."

Christy said, "Oh? Who's your friend?"

Laura said, "His name is John. John Dalton."

Christy was quiet. Laura said, "Christy, are you still there?"

Christy said, "Yeah, I'm here. So what do you know about John?"

Laura said, "He's unhappy in his marriage and he regrets breaking up with you."

Christy said, "Really? He told you this?"

Laura said, "Not specifically but I know him. I know that he thinks about you often. In my opinion he needs a woman like you in his life."

Laura continued, "Would you be willing to meet me for lunch to talk about it?"

Christy said, "I miss John... sure, what the hell. I'll meet with you." They arranged to meet for lunch on Saturday.

Laura left John hanging for the rest of week. She was driving her point home that the worst punishment is sometimes just being ignored.

The following Monday John had no idea that Laura and Christy had met and discussed him at great length. Laura was going to turn the screws of blackmail a little tighter. She called him shortly before he got to work. He answered her call, "Good morning goddess."

Laura said, "Good morning puppet. How was your weekend?"

John said, "It was long and boring. My wife was busy with her friends the entire weekend. I mean she doesn't work so she has all kinds of time during the week to do whatever..."

John realized he was ranting. He said, "I'm sorry goddess. How was your weekend?"

Laura said, "It was peachy. My weekends are full of relaxation. Sometimes I have to punish my male maid for messing up the laundry or something but last weekend was good. Okay I decided it's time to turn things up a notch. This week's task is a choice of one of two for you. You can either send me a selfie, or take me shopping at the mall."

John said, "A selfie?"

Laura said, "Yes. Just like the one I sent you. I want you to go through your wife's panty drawer and find a white pair of panties. Then take a photo of yourself in your master bathroom just like the one I sent you. You can hide your face with your phone."

John was quiet. Laura continued, "Or you can take me on say... a one hour shopping trip to Prairie View Mall. I need some new underwear from Victoria's Secret and some new shoes."

John's mind raced. What Laura really wanted was the selfie. She hoped John wouldn't risk shopping with her for fear of being seen. But, if he did, she'd have new shoes and underwear.

After a moment Laura said, "Which do you choose?"

John said, "Um. I'd prefer neither. Can I just take a financial punishment?"

Laura said, "Sure but it will be quadruple. I'll charge you $1,400."

John said, "What! But that's not fair!"

Laura sternly said, "Puppet, you know the rules. I'm allowing you to choose one of two tasks. I set the punishment fees. You now have three choices. You can do a task. You can pay my punishment fee, or you can buy out your entire contract and end the game. Which do you choose?"

John's stomach was turning as he thought about his options. Finally he said, "I'll send you the selfie."

Laura said, "Very good. I'll expect it by five pm Friday."

John said, "Okay."

Laura said, "Bye puppet." Click.

Wednesday after work John got home and he knew his wife was out for the evening. He went up to their room and opened his wife's underwear drawer. He was definitely no saint but he felt like a pervert. He started pulling out white panties.

He never realized how many different kinds of panties his wife had. Thongs, boy shorts, low rise, cotton, silk. He took out a white thong and tossed it on the bed. He quickly stripped. He carefully stepped into the thong and pulled it up his legs. As he tried to situate the tiny triangle of fabric he found himself getting hard. His balls hung out the sides and the tip of his erection was sticking straight up, out the top of the thong.

He said to himself, "Okay, that's a no on the thong."

He returned to his wife's drawer and put the thong back. He pulled out some low rise boy short panties. He carefully stepped into them and slid them up his legs. He was able to push his erection off to the side and the smooth elastic fabric cradled his cock and balls. It felt very sexy.

He went into the bathroom and took a few photos. He decided they were too dark. He turned the bathroom lights on and did it again. Finally he took one that was very similar to Laura's. He was standing in the same position with his phone over his face.

He texted the photo to Laura. Then he deleted all the photos and cleared them from his deleted photos folder. He even deleted the text with his photo. Laura didn't say he had to keep his own selfies. John returned the panties to his wife's drawer and made sure everything was in order. Then he closed the drawer and put on some comfy clothes.

Laura was home when John's text came in. She opened the photo and looked at it. She said, "Look how hard he is in those panties. I figured he was a sissy slut."

She looked at the rest of the photo. She noticed something John had overlooked. There was a Quincy & Rowe coffee mug on the bathroom counter. Laura chuckled to herself and said, "Oh John. You are making this so easy."

Laura skipped Monday and Tuesday. She wanted John to understand that she could ignore him as long as she wanted. She finally called him on his way to work Wednesday morning.

As always he answered her call, "Good morning goddess."

Laura said, "I made you wait until Wednesday. Are you mad at me?"

John quickly said, "No goddess. I would wait for you as long as you want."

Laura said, "Such a good puppet. Okay here's your next task. It's a choice of two again. I want you to either send me a masturbation selfie with your face exposed or carry a pair of your wife's dirty panties in your car for a week.

John said, "I'm sorry goddess. I can't do either."

Laura said, "Okay, hold on." After a moment she got back on the phone and said, "$1,400 punishment fee debited. I'll talk to you later."

John got mad and said, "What! That's it. This has been fun but I need to cancel. I'm out."

Laura said, "Okay. Come to Red Room Studio with a cashier's check for $35,000 and we'll destroy all our files on you."

John chuckled and said, "Yeah right. Like that's going to happen. Good by Laura." Click. He hung up. He opened her contact on his phone and blocked it. He didn't think to delete her texts.

Laura tried to call back but the phone just kept ringing. It didn't even go to voicemail. She said quietly to herself, "That worm blocked me. It's time to let him know that this is real."

On Friday evening Laura was watching John on her GPS app. She saw that he went to a restaurant at 8 PM. She gambled that John was out to dinner with his wife."

Laura showed up at dinner. Diane saw Laura first and said, "Hi Ivy. It's funny how we keep running into each other."

John said, "What are you doing here?"

Laura said, "I thought I'd give you one more chance John. Do you want to change your mind?"

John said, "No! I'm not changing my mind."

Laura smirked and said, "Have it your way."

She turned to Diane and said, "My real name is Laura and I've been fucking your husband for weeks." John's mouth dropped open in shock.

Laura put her phone down on the table in front of Diane and hit play on a video. It was the night the blackmail contract was signed. Laura was on John's lap on the couch. John saw what it was and could clearly hear Laura, "God I love your hard cock." People at the nearest table stopped talking and began to stare.

Diane watched numbly as Laura rode John's cock and he kissed her neck. After twenty seconds Laura leaned back and cried out with an orgasm, "Oh yes John... god yes!"

Laura stopped the video. Diane was glaring at John. She said quietly, "It's so clear now you son of a bitch. That's why you never make love to me."

She stood up and slapped John. Then she looked at Laura. She said, "I never want to see your face again you bitch."

She looked at John and said, "Don't come home tonight." She grabbed her purse and walked out.

John was stunned. He was staring off into the distance. Laura walked up to him and put both her palms flat on the table in front of him. She leaned down close to him so they were face to face. She grinned triumphantly and said, "Fuck... you..."

John was speechless. He couldn't believe what just happened. Laura smiled and said quietly, "You didn't think I would do it did you? Remember, that was just your marriage. You still have your career at Quincy & Rowe. That is, unless you fuck with me again."

Laura took her phone and changed videos. Then she hit play and showed John. It was him in his office. He walked up and knelt in front of Laura as she sat as his desk. He started eating her pussy. Laura stopped the video.

She said, "I'll be in touch." Laura walked out.

John looked around and the people at the closest table were staring at him. He dropped cash on the table and left. He didn't know what to do. He called Diane but she didn't answer. He left a voicemail, "Diane, sweetheart. Please let me talk or you. Please call me."

He called his friend Scott. Scott answered, "Hey John, what's up?"

John said, "I uh, I was wondering if I could stay at your place tonight?"

Scott said, "Sure, why? What's going on?"

John realized he couldn't mention the blackmail game. He said, "Well uh, I screwed up. Diane just found out I've been having an affair."

Scott said, "No shit! That was you at O'Malley's that night wasn't it?"

John said, "Yeah. It was me."

Scott said, "You sly dog. That chick is so hot!"

John said dejectedly, "Yeah. She's one in a million."

John went home but Diane wouldn't let him in. On the porch she said, "Give me your phone." He handed it to her.

She unlocked it and found the texts from Ivy. She paged down and found Laura's bare breast selfie. She stepped inside and locked the door. John pounded on the door and said, "Diane sweetheart. Please open the door."

Diane took screen shots of all the texts and forwarded them to herself. Then she opened the door and tossed John's phone at him. She said, "I'm divorcing you." She slammed the door.

John sat in his car and called Red Room Studio. Pixie answered. John said, "Hi this is John Dalton. I need to speak to Alexis X about ending my blackmail contract."

Pixie says, "Your case manager is Laura Steele. You have to work through her."

John said, "Seriously? She's the one I have the problem with!"

Pixie remained completely calm as she said, "Mr. Dalton, it's clearly stated in your signed contract. Would you like me to schedule a meeting here between you and Ms. Steele to discuss your particular situation?"

John was agitated and said, "No way! I'm not going to talk to that bitch! She ruined my fucking marriage!"

Pixie said, "Mr. Dalton, may I remind you that I'm authorized to debit your account as well? I will issue a punishment fee right now if you don't calm down."

John paused to think. Pixie said, "Mr. Dalton, are you there?"

John said, "Yes, yes, I'm here. I'm sorry Pixie."

Pixie reiterated, "Would you like to meet here with Ms. Steele?"

John said, "Yes, please. When is she available?"

Pixie said, "Let me see here. I'll check her schedule." John heard a keyboard clicking. Pixie said, "Ms. Steele has availability tonight at seven o'clock."

John said, "I'll be there."

Pixie said, "I'll let Ms. Steele know. I'll text you a PIN for the door here at Red Room. The PIN code we become active at 6:55PM and expire at 7:00PM."

John said, "Thank you."

At 6:55 PM John entered his temporary PIN into the keypad at Red Room Studio. After entering the hallway, John walked up to the office door and Pixie could see him on the camera. She said, "Okay Jake, he's here. This is our newest blackmail client. Laura just ruined his marriage so be ready for anything."

Jake stood up and walked over to the door. He said, "Don't worry Pix. I'm always ready for anything."

Jake opened the door and John looked up at him. He was easily six inches taller than John and appeared to be all business. Jake stepped aside so John could come in. Pixie said, "Please come in Mr. Dalton, follow me."

Pixie opened the side door and walked deeper into Red Room Studio. John followed Pixie and Jake was close behind. She went into the client changing room for the "Classroom" session room. John was familiar with it. He had been there for his first couple sessions with Mistress X. When all three were in the changing room Pixie closed the door.

Pixie turned to John and folded her arms. She said, "Okay Mr. Dalton put your clothes and all your belongings in the locker."

John was flustered. He looked up at Jake and then at Pixie. He said, "Look, I just need to talk to Laura."

Pixie nodded and said, "Yes Mr. Dalton, I'm aware. This is standard procedure."

John looked back up at Jake. Then he said, "What about him?"

Pixie smiled and said, "Just ignore him. If you behave you won't even know he's here."

John hung his head. He knew he had no choice. As soon as all his clothes and belongings were in the locker, Pixie shut it and opened the door to the session room. John stepped in and Pixie and Jake followed. It had been setup as a stark office with only a large desk and chair in the middle of the large dark room. The only light in the room was a dim desk light shining away from the chair.

Pixie pointed to the floor in front of the desk. She said, "Stand there and I'll let Ms. Steele know you are here."

Pixie walked out and closed the door. Jake stood next to the door and folded his massive arms. John stood and faced the desk as he waited. He was mad at himself. How could he have allowed this to happen? He reasoned that no one had to know the truth. So far it appeared that he lost his wife due to an affair with a gorgeous woman. He decided he could accept that, but what about his career and the rest of the blackmail contract?

John heard the door open and he looked up. Laura walked in. She came over near the light. She looked so innocent, wearing jeans and a tee shirt again. No one would suspect she was capable of such devious acts.

She was carrying a sheet of paper. She walked over in front of the desk and put the paper down. She hopped on the desk facing John and crossed her legs. She laced her fingers together over her top knee. John strained to look at her face because the light was in his eyes. He could see she was smiling. Laura said, "So puppet, it seems you are in a bit of a pickle."

John looked over at the door and he could see Jake's massive outline. John looked back at Laura and said, "Yes goddess. This has been quite an experience. I know that I'm the one who started this and I take responsibility for it. Losing my wife was my fault but I want to end it now. I want to salvage my career."

Laura smiled and said, "Well you are guilty of some inappropriate acts at your workplace. I'm sure that oral sex in your office is a fireable offense. Plus you will probably lose your retirement benefits."

John gulped and said, "Yes I know. I guess I'd like to negotiate a lower contract cancellation fee."

Laura laughed and said, "Oh puppet, you are so cute. You do know how negotiations work, don't you? You don't appear to be in a position to ask for anything."

John looked down at his nudity. He nodded and said, "Yes, I know Laura but I. I was just hoping..."

Laura said, "Hmmm. You know puppet. I just may have a solution for you." John looked hopefully at Laura.

She paused to let his hopes build then gave him a wicked grin. She said, "Before we continue I'm going to need you to get on your knees."

To John's dismay he felt his penis stirring as he slowly dropped to his knees. When he was settled on the floor Laura stood and leaned her butt against the desk. She looked down at John and said, "According to your contract I'd like to offer you the optional exit clause."

John gave Laura a confused look. She shook her head and said, "You didn't even read the contract did you?"

John looked down at her feet and said, "No."

Laura picked up the sheet paper that she had brought in. She looked at it and continued, "Well, according to the contract I'm allowed to sell it. It says here that I can choose an agreeable third party and sell the contract and all blackmail material for the cost of the cancellation fee."

John was nervous as he looked up at her. Laura said, "I have no obligation to give you a choice but I'm curious. Would you rather pay the $35,000 or would you rather have someone else pay it?"

John paused and said, "Well, who could you possibly sell it to?"

Laura nodded and said, "Yes, who? Who would pay $35,000 for your contract? I happen to have found someone." Laura turned to face the dark corner of the room behind her. John didn't even realize there was a third person in the room.

He heard high heels clicking toward him and he could make out a skirt in the darkness. Then he heard a woman say, "Well Johnboy, we meet again."

A chill shot down John's spine. He recognized Christy's voice immediately. He had long forgotten her pet name for him. She moved fully into the light. John's memories came flooding back.

He looked up and said, "Christy, it's you. You look... you haven't aged a day."

Christy walked over and put her hand on John's shoulder as she looked at his naked body. She said dryly, "You wouldn't be trying to butter me up would you Johnboy?"

John said, "No, no, you look great." He began to stand but Christy held his shoulder down.

She said, "You are fine right there."

Laura turned to Christy and said, "So? Do we have a deal?"

Christy said, "I get everything? Including photos, videos, and texts?"

Laura said, "Everything."

Christy extended her hand to Laura. They shook hands and Christy said, "You have a deal."

Six months later John's divorce was final. John was happy to be living with Christy. He found that their relationship continued as if they had not been apart. The few possessions he managed to save in the divorce settlement had been moved to Christy's basement.

Christy had not allowed John to have an orgasm for a month and he was extremely horny. He had just finished cleaning up the dinner dishes and went to the bedroom to join Christy. She was nude and sitting on the bed. The body lotion was ready on the night stand.

Christy said, "Okay honey. It's time for my evening massage. Go ahead and strip."

John closed the door and walked over to her. She watched him take off his clothes. When he was nude he knelt before her.

She reached in her nightstand drawer and pulled out a black leather collar. John's penis began erecting as he smiled and bowed his head.

-the end