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subrob1967 -> Blackmailed into Submission The Beginning Of The End (8/6/2011 12:59:57 AM)
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Tuesday...
We arrive right on time and Monica meets us with a smile, "Molly's not with you?" She asks as she leads us to the consultation room.
"No, I'm afraid her mother has taken ill, and she had to go to Florida," I answer softly.
"Oh that's too bad, I'll say a prayer for her. Chris, you want to come with me to the dressing room?" Monica has the dress ready, and helps me into it, I notice it's tighter across my hips, ass, and the bodice, and I have a bit more cleavage showing.
"How does it feel?"
"A bit snug around my hips, and chest."
"Good, it's supposed to, can you take a few steps for me?" I walk across the small room and return to her side. "May I offer you a little advice?"
"Sure."
"Pretend your walking on a line in the road, and your hips will sway in a more feminine manner." I do as she suggests, and I feel my butt sway from side to side in a rather unmanly way.
"Perfect! If I didn't know better... Shall we go show your friends?" I nod and she leads me back to the girls.
They're looking at dresses on the screen when I walk in, all three stand there in silent amazement as they watch me walk over to them. Monica closes the door as she leaves, and I say, "well?"
Lisa finally speaks up, "who taught you to walk like that?"
"Monica offered me some advice, why?"
"Oh Chr... Juliette, you look incredible!" Carrie gushes, cutting Lisa off. "Doesn't she look spectacular my Love?"
Sophie can only nod, eyes never leaving the dress. "You CAN call me Chris, Carrie."
"Ahem,"
"Miss Carrie," I correct myself.
"No, your Mistress is right, I think Juliette is much more appropriate... Please, turn around for us, and walk across the room, I'd like to see the back."
I can't fucking believe I'm taking orders from my sister now... But I do as I'm told, and sashay across the room, pivot and return.
Sophie finally manages to speak, "You make one hell of a woman, Sweetie."
"Thank you Miss Sophie," I mutter, still pissed about taking orders from Carrie.
"Manners, Juliette."
I change back into Sophie's dress, with Monica's help, and she hangs and bags my dress. "I have included a care sheet in with the dress, come see me again if you ever need another." Monica says as she walks me back to the room, she pauses before opening the door and says, " I think your one of the bravest men I've ever met."
"Thank you Miss Monica... If I ever need another, I won't hesitate to call."
Sophie punches up a list of restaurants on the GPS, and we decide to try Kiku. Lisa decides that I should pretend to be deaf, and fake using sign language to disguise my voice, and we sit down for a excellent meal. Since it's still early, we're given a table to ourselves, and keep the conversation light and frivolous while the Chef prepares our meals. Once he's done with the show, Lisa set's her purse down on the table, and excuses herself to use the Ladies' room.
As soon as she walks away, Sophie asks, "is she always this domineering?" While looking at me.
"Not really, I think she's nervous, and trying too hard to impress you two."
"Lisa's really got you whipped, Brother of mine, Miss Carrie? Miss Sophie? What the fuck has gotten into you?"
"What the fuck has gotten into ME? What the fuck is wrong with YOU?" I say in reply, "ordering me around in the dress shop like I was your slave!"
"Manners, Juliette... YOU made the choice to become her bitch boi... Who am I to argue?" Then with pure malice, she twists the blade. "Frankly, I kinda like having Juliette around, she's much more polite And demure than my dumb ass, pantie wearing brother... I think I could get used to being called Miss Carrie... What do you think Love?"
I am totally speechless, my own Sister giving me shit? What did I do to deserve this?
"I don't know Love, while Juliette is a beautiful person, and she'll be fun to hang out with... On occasion... I still prefer the old Chris."
"Do you really hate me this much?" I ask my sister in a choked up voice.
"No Chris, I love you this much! "She is my Dominatrix... She is the Boss..." Carrie mocks, "those aren't MY words. This is the choice YOU made, now you're discovering the unintended consequences of YOUR decision. Lisa is your girlfriend, and you want us to welcome her with open hearts, it's only fair we respect YOUR wishes, and treat you in any manner she deems appropriate. Since you made it quite clear that this is what you want... Don't cry sissy, you'll ruin your beautiful make up."
"What are you telling me, you plan on ordering me around too? treating me like a slave? Like Molly?" I ask, fighting back the tears.
"Not at all, I have no desire to have my brother become my bitch, frankly the thought is repulsive. However when you are in submissive mode, I shall treat you like Lisa's submissive, and not like things were. I have no intention of coming between you, and the choice you made... Here she comes."
Lisa returns and see's I'm upset, she raises a brow inquiringly, but I slowly shake my head. "What do you say we get out of here and try out my new Hot Tub?" Carrie say's, and signals for the check.
"Since it's only seven o'clock, how about you "girls" come over around nine? Sophie and I would like to unpack some things, and relax a bit."
"Thank you, we'd love to." Lisa says with a smile, "come along Juliette."
"What the fuck happened while I was in the bathroom?"
"Carrie and I had a disagreement."
"About what? Me?"
"No Goddess, it wasn't about you..."
"ABOUT WHAT?" Lisa asks angrily.
I remain silent, unable to look her in the eye, I can feel the heat pouring out of her eyes as she stares at me.
"You will tell me what she said now, Juliette!" Lisa's tone is low, ominous, and promises great pain in the future if I don't answer.
"It was about my decisions as of late, she wanted to know how I could accept my choice."
"So, it WAS about me!" I can tell a rage is building up, and know deep down she will confront my sister if I don't nip this in the bud.
"Goddess please, she's on YOUR side in this, not mine... That's why I was upset when you came back."
"Explain!"
"May we sit down please?" Lisa nods so we sit on the sofa in the family room.
"Start at the beginning."
I look down into my cleavage and tell her everything as I remembered it. "So Carrie has decided to accept our relationship, and treat you like my submissive, and this upsets you?"
"Yes, no, it's hard to explain Goddess. I am happy she's accepted you, and our choice... I just didn't expect her to become involved, or..."
"A willing participant," Lisa finishes for me. "I hope you're not regretting your decision, but I cannot emphasize enough that you are mine, and I am going to totally dominate you in front of Sophie and Carrie whenever I feel the need to... It's what you agreed to, and I have no intention of holding back."
"I understand Goddess." I answer in a monotone.
"Good, now let's go have some fun until it's time to go next door... Make sure you hang up your dress Sweetheart."
Sunday...
With much regret, Lisa removes my tits, and nails so we can go over to Tom's for the game. Lisa helps me move the makeshift desk out of the center of the office, and we place it along the wall, opening up room for my regular desk.
Lisa is in a great mood, she's very happy with the way things went yesterday, and is excited about attending her first official "neighbor party", even though she's not much of a football fan. Me, on the other hand, ain't so chipper, my knee is killing me from the heels, and Lisa's fucking my brains out after we got home from our soak.
My phone rings at ten thirty and Lisa hands it to me, "it's Carrie," she says, and sits down next to me.
"Ok, yeah, let me ask her, hold on." I turn to Lisa and say, "Goddess, may I go next door for a few minutes?"
"What's up?"
"She says she needs to talk to me... To Chris, I mean." Lisa scowls at that, figuring out that Carrie wants me to come alone.
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here." She says in a reproachful tone.
"Thank you Goddess... Yeah, I'll be over in a minute." I kiss Lisa and grab my crutches to hobble over to Carrie's. I knock on the kitchen door, then step inside. The place looks cavernous without any furniture or decor, and my voice echo's as I call out hello.
"We're in the bedroom!" Sophie calls out, and I knock on the door before entering.
"You wanted to speak to me?" I say as I hobble over and sit on the edge of the bed.
"Morning Bro, leg acting up?" Carrie asks with a sleepy smile.
"Yeah, I think it was the shoes," I reply. "I still have some Vicodin if it gets too bad... So what's up?"
"Can we borrow your truck? We want to go get some furniture before the boys get here. Kostas estimates they'll be here around four o'clock."
"Sure, no problem, I'll leave the keys on the table in the foyer, anything else?"
"Can they stay with you until we get things unpacked? You already have the sofa's, cable, and XBox... Do you think Lisa would mind?"
I figure out what's going on, and I'm not sure if I should be pissed off or not, Carrie is trying to see how long of a leash I have. I decide not to get mad. "Yeah, they can stay, no problem, anything else?"
"Yes, I was going to suggest you hire a detective to keep an eye on Molly down in Miami, but I think I'll do that myself, thanks."
"Why?"
"Don't you think it's a good idea?"
"I think it's a great idea, and wish I would have though of it myself. What I meant was, why do you want to hire them? Shouldn't I be the one who pays for it?"
"Consider this pay back for a three hundred thousand dollar savings... I told you I still have most of the money Grandpa left me, don't worry about it Bro."
I return home and find Lisa's running and gunning on Combat Arms with Greg and Geoff. I watch them finish off the round before saying, "ready to go to Tom's?"
"What did Carrie want?" Lisa asks, taking her headset off.
"To borrow my truck to go buy some furniture, and ask of Sophie's brother's could crash here until they get organized."
"And?"
"I told her yes, is that a problem?"
"Don't you think you should have asked me first?"
"Lisa, we have the room, we have the furniture, the TV, cable, and an XBox. Logically, it makes sense to let them stay, plus I didn't think you'd mind."
"What your saying is all true, and I don't mind... However, I do mind that you didn't ask first."
"Were you lying to me when you said you had no interest in micro managing me?"
"No, and that's a valid point, but deciding what you eat for breakfast is a little different than allowing two strangers to occupy the house we live in, wouldn't you agree?"
"Point taken, But they're not strangers to me, never the less, I apologize Goddess."
"Look Chris, all I'm asking here is for you to think how your decisions will affect me... We're a couple now, so is that too much to ask?"
"No Lisa, it's not. I promise to keep that in mind the next time something comes up."
"Thank you, ready to go? I'm starving."
The Bears destroy Detroit, and Lisa has a great time at the party. It's just after three when my phone rings, I look at the caller id, and don't recognize the number. I feeling of dread shoots through me as I fear it's Molly.
"Hello?" I answer tentatively.
"Hey Sharkbait, how's it hanging?" I burst out laughing because I haven't heard that nickname in years.
"Been a long time Brother, how the hell are you?" I answer Sophie's brother Caspair, or is it Kostas? I won't know until I see them.
"We're about ten minutes out, and Soph told me to call and have you open the door for us because she's running late."
"Sure Bro, I'll move the Tahoe out of the drive and open the garage door for ya, see ya in ten." I tell the neighbors and Lisa what's going on, and move the Tahoe into my driveway.
The U Haul pulls up, towing Carrie's Camry, and the twins jump out of the cab and greet me with bone crushing hugs.
"Kostas, damn good to see ya, Casp, still playing Soccer?"
"I'm Caspair, he's Kostas, dumb ass!" Kostas tries to tell me.
"No, your Kostas and he's Caspair!" I shoot back with a grin. Since they're identical, it's extremely hard to tell them apart, but for some strange reason, I never had that problem.
"How do you always know?" Asks a disappointed Kostas.
"Caspair is prettier!" I shoot back, stealing a line from Mal Reynolds. "Let's get that car off the trailer and out of the way." By the time we have the car unhooked, Lisa and the neighbors have come out to join us. I make the introductions, and in no time we have the truck backed into the drive way and ready to unload. With the neighbors help, we have the truck half empty by the time Carrie and Sophie pull up. Unloading only takes twenty more minutes, and the women start unpacking the kitchen boxes, while the men move furniture under Carrie's guidance. Even with the furniture from the Condo, the place looks woefully empty. The neighbors head home, leaving the six of us standing and sitting around the Family room, taking a break.
"Hey Kost, where's that package Mama sent for Chris?" Caspair asks his brother.
"In the trunk of the Camry, I'll go grab it," he says and jogs out of the room. 'Package?' I think, 'why would she send me a package?' Kostas returns carrying a styrofoam cooler, taped shut with duct tape.
I see a twinkle in Sophie's eye, and figure out what's in the cooler. "Awesome!" I shout, and grab her up in a hug, "you're the best ex ever!" The twins and Lisa look at me like I'm insane, as I rip open the cooler, praying I'm right.
Inside is an 9X11 aluminum pan, covered in foil, packed in dry ice. "I can't believe you remembered!" I say to a smiling Sophie.
"Geez Dude, chill out, it's only Baklava!" Caspair says, reading the directions Mama hand wrote for me.
"What's Baklava?" Lisa asks, clueless.
"Only the greatest combination of goodness ever!" I tell her. Everyone else rolls their eyes at me. "It's phyllo dough, nuts, honey, and spices, Sweetheart. And Mama Doukas makes the best ever!"
"Sounds wonderful," Lisa says dubiously.
"Chris, why don't you and the twins run to Ricobenes and grab us some dinner? Lisa, would you mind helping me unload the baby furniture from Chris's truck?" Carrie asks in a friendly way. Lisa agrees to stay and help and kisses me goodbye. 'Oh shit, she's up to something!' I worry as I head out.
"Ricobene's? Sounds Italian... Don't you have any REAL food joints around here?" Kostas jokes as we head to my place to put the Baklava in the freezer and grab my wallet.
"Lisa, would you like a glass of wine?" Carrie asks.
"Yes, thank you," Lisa replies with a smile. Sophie pours her a glass, and they make themselves comfortable on the sectional.
"I'd like you to clarify some parts of your story, do you mind?"
"Not at all, what would you like to know?"
"Let's start with... Have you always been into kink? No offense, but you're kind of young to have much experience."
"I dabbled with light bondage, and I always topped the boys in high school, but actual Dominatrix stuff, only with Chris, and my recent ex."
"Thank you, now, you told us that Molly was blackmailing you into helping her victimize others, how many other people did you "assist" with?"
"Your brother was the first, and Congressman Dirk was the second and last, and all I did there was film him accepting a bribe, and set up the camera to catch him sex with Kendra... And as far as I know, Molly hasn't made a move on Dirk yet."
"And what did Molly have on you again?"
"Listen Carrie, none of us are innocent here... What I told your brother was partially true, Molly WAS my court appointed Councilor, but "promiscuity" isn't the only thing she has on me."
"We're listening," Sophie says after a shared glance with Carrie.
"I was arrested in the same call girl sting as Kendra... My Daddy pulled a lot strings to get me probation, counseling, and to keep my name out of the papers. He then tried to force me to move back to Arizona, and when I refused, he cut me off, no rent, no education, not even car insurance. Molly threatened to expose or dirty family secret, and that would affect his career... You see, he's a front runner for the state Supreme Court seat that's expected to be vacant early next year."
"So, how are you paying for school and living expenses now?"
"Savings, grants, and student loans, just like everyone else."
"And your not after my brother for his money?" Carrie prompts.
"NO! He offered me half of the money he took from Molly, and I told him to give it back! If all I wanted was money, I'd have stayed in Arizona and married a Lawyer... Chris appears to be doing ok, but I doubt he's making anywhere near what a Ivy League educated Attorney does."
Sophie and Carrie exchange another glance, and Sophie gives her a little, "she's got you there," shrug. "So you and Chris never talked about his finances?"
"No, the only thing I know about them is the fake stuff he printed for Molly. I have no idea how much he makes, or has in the bank."
"Alright, one last question... What are your intentions?"
"Well I plan on finishing school, and find a job producing television shows here in Chicago."
"I meant towards Chris."
"I want to marry him, and introduce him to my Father. I'm hoping to make amends with my parents, and believe that once they meet him, they'll see I've changed my ways, and forgive me." Lisa is weeping now as she relives the pain she's caused her parents. "I do really love him, I knew it from the first day I met him."
"Yet you still helped Molly,"
"Yes... I fucked up! And as soon as I realized it, I offered to help him break free."
"And the domination thing?"
"We like it kinky, what can I say? We're not hurting anyone, and we're not breaking any laws, so where's the harm?"
"No harm, just do us a favor and tone it down a bit! We don't care what you do in private, but try to keep it private... Chris has a very bright future ahead of him, and I'd really hate to see him lose it over something seen in public... Really hate, understand?" Carrie says, ending the conversation.
While Carrie and Lisa are having their heart to heart, the twins and I are reminiscing about my time in California.
"Damn Bro, don't you miss the sun? The surf? The Babes... Well I guess you don't miss the Babes, Lisa is fuckin hot!"
"Yeah, she's definitely an upgrade from our sister!"
"What can I say? And sorry guys, but Sophie is definitely a nine, maybe even a ten... Yeah, I miss surfing, and hanging out with your family, but Chicago's pretty cool too, and you met my neighbors."
"Ok, we'll give you the neighbors, they are pretty cool... Hell, we don't even know ours, but it's fuckin cold here!"
"This isn't cold Bro, Idaho is fuckin cold! We haven't even had any snow yet. We arrive at Ricobenes, and the twins make fun of the classic diner decor. I order a variety of sandwiches, fries, and a couple of large Pizza's.
"Jesus Christ Chris, you planning on feeding our whole family?" Kostas says, as we carry the food out to the truck.
"Just covering the bases guys, I remember how much you two can pack away!" When we get back, everyone comes to my place, because my kitchen table seats eight. Lisa watches the twins with fascination as they first taste the sauce, then take a small sample of each sandwich. They've both pulled out pocket note pads and are writing furiously, pausing only to take a bite of this, or a taste of that. She leans close to me and whispers, "what are they doing?"
In a voice loud enough to startle everyone, I answer, "you're witnessing grand theft sandwich Sweetheart! Within a week of their TRIUMPHANT return, you'll find a variation of each and every one of these sandwiches on the menu of the Doukas family restaurant chain." Carrie and Sophie burst out laughing, Kostas smiles with a chagrined look, and Caspair turns red with embarrassment.
"Ok you busted us! I'll admit it's good food, for an Italian place." Kostas says magnanimously.
After dinner we unload my truck, and call it a night. I show the guys Combat Arms, and let them play with Lisa and the guys, while I tinker with auto-cad on my work machine.
"Hey, what should I name my guy?" Kostas yells out.
"Big Fat Target!" Lisa says back, much to my amusement.
"I'm serious, I'm drawing a blank here, help a brotha out!"
"I know," I say with a wink to Caspair, "how bout Zorba," I say in reference to the Anthony Quinn film.
"Who the hell is Zorba?"
I respond with a spot on Joe Doukas imitation, "you know, like I'm here to Zorba alla you bullets!"
The room goes wild.
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"Bout time you got here!" Molly says to the attractive blonde who just entered her condo.
"I missed you too Sissy... Like a road rash."
"I told you never to call me that!" Molly replies with a hiss.
"Oh that's right, you're into that bondage thing, I remember. Looks like you put on a little weight, still going to the Dojo?"
"I see you haven't changed, your still the smart assed skinny bitch you've always were."
"Yeah well, a year in prison will do wonders for a girl's figure... You should try it."
"You going to keep bringing that up? I'm getting sick and tired of that old tune!"
"YOU FUCKING SOLD ME OUT TO SAVE YOUR OWN ASS! That's not something a person forgets!"
"AND YOU FUCKED UP OVER A CHEAP, PIECE OF SHIT WATCH! YOU JUST HAD TO GO AND STEAL IT, THEN BE STUPID ENOUGH TO GET CAUGHT WEARING IT! YOUR DAMN RIGHT I CUT A DEAL TO SAVE MYSELF, YOU WOULD HAVE TOO!"
"Enough already, you made your point! What's done is done, right? Now tell me why you need my help."
"I was robbed by this punk named Chris and his girlfriend Lisa!"
"Yeah, right, now tell me the truth or I'm out of here."
"Alright! I blackmailed Lisa to help me trap Chris... I made him my slave..."
"What do you mean slave? Like sex slave?"
"Yes, like sex slave, only much more... Anyway, with Lisa's help he cracked into my computer and found all of my files on other people I was blackmailing."
"And instead of going to the police..."
"He chose to blackmail me back."
"How much did he get?"
"The money isn't the important thing here. Nobody fucks with me and gets away with it."
"Whatever... I want to know, how much money!"
"Half a million... And a four hundred thousand dollar townhouse."
"Holy fuck Molly, that's almost a million dollars! This guy must be pretty sharp to get one over on you... You HAVE that kind of money?"
"Yes, and yes he is... He's much smarter than he looks."
"So what do you want? The money? The house? What?"
"I want him destroyed! Fired from his job, discredited, and disgraced!"
"And the money?"
"The money is yours... Once the job is done!"
"Nope, I told you half up front!"
"I have one hundred thousand sitting in that bag over there, it's yours, along with the other five if you'll help me out."
"Six huh? How do we know he didn't spend it already?"
"I guarantee he hasn't... But if he has, I'll make up the difference out of my own pocket."
"You really got that kind of bread?"
"I do."
"Maybe I should look into this bondage thing after all!"
"While you continue to play the same tired con games over and over, I've changed games... Yes you should look into this "bondage thing", because we're going to use it to destroy this punk!"
"Whats the plan?"
"Chris's weakness is the girl, we'll have to go through her to get to him... Are you up to seducing a girl?"
"I've done my share of women, sure, I'm game... Where do we start?"
"First, I want you to do your homework. Learn as much as you can about domination and submission, unless I'm completely wrong about the girl, she's holding the dominant role in the relationship, and I know she's a latent bisexual."
"And then?"
"Then we go to the ball Cinderella!"
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