From the look of things inside the bedroom, it was. Stacy seemed confused andfrightened. She had staggered to her feet and moved towards the door as Neilhad said something to her, but she didn’t leave - as Gary had known (hoped) shewouldn’t - and had turned back around to face Neil on the bed. Gary looked downto make certain everything was ready with his camera. There should be someinteresting shots coming up…

Stacy looked over at Neil, lying smug on the bed. She was paralysed withindecision and disbelief. This couldn’t be happening to her; it couldn’t! Herhead swam. He couldn’t be expecting her to…

"One more chance, Stace," he called over to her. "Ask or leave."

Stacy turned away from his leering face and leaned against the bedroom door,trying to gather her thoughts. She was still dizzy, though, and it was hard tothink. Ask or leave… ask or leave… What could she do?! Eventually, however,she came to the only decision she could; there was no way she could let himrelease that tape.

OK you bastard she thought, drawing a deep, shuddering breath, I’ll give youwhat you want and more. She spun around to face him again.

"Neil," she asked, her voice quivering slightly, "I… I want to fuck you." Shecouldn’t believe the sound of those words coming out of her mouth. Was thatreally her talking? It didn’t sound like her. She was beginning to feelstrangely detached.

"What was that?" Neil asked, cupping his ear. "I didn’t catch what you said."

Hands clenched into helpless fists, she repeated the hated words, a littlelouder this time: "I want to fuck you. Please let me fuck you."

"You don’t sound as if you mean it." Neil pretended to be hurt, drawing thehumiliation out a little longer.

OK, Stacy told herself, trying to remain calm, just give him what he wants. Dowhat he wants, get the tape and get out of here. "Please," she repeated, thistime pleading in an exaggerated manner, "Please let me fuck you. I want to fuckyou."

To her shock and anger, Neil just shrugged his shoulders dismissively. "Idunno," he answered. "Maybe I don’t want to."

Her heart skipped a beat. Was he planning to release the tape after all?"Please," she pleaded - this time for real. "Please let me fuck you. I wantto… I really do. I’m sorry I was mean to you before. Please let me fuck you?"She looked up at him, imploring.

Neil seemed to reach a decision. "Let’s see what you’ve got," he told her."Take your clothes off. If I like what I see, maybe I’ll let you do it."

Stacy, now numb from shock and still dizzy from the drink, reached down andslowly began to take off her tee-shirt. She had gone so far now, she might aswell see things through to the finish. Her hands shook as she slowly pulled theshirt up over…

"Not like that," Neil leered at her. "Do it sexy - like a strip-tease. Andditch the pony tail."

Swallowing, Stacy complied, pulling the tie from her hair and shaking it out.With her wavy blonde hair hanging free, she began to undress in as sexy amanner as she could manage. Trying to smile in a seductive way, she slid thetee-shirt up over her head and twirled it into a corner of the room, exposingher bra. Neil grinned in appreciation. Stacy’s tits weren’t particularly large,but they were very firm and well-formed. Next, to his delight, she began tofondle her breasts through the bra, still looking at him seductively. Afterdoing this for a few seconds, she unclipped the bra, and pulled it slowly off.Her breasts jutted proudly, nipples erect. Stacy felt a moment of shame atthis, but she was careful not to show it. She was too far along to think ofpulling out now. Suggestively, she ran her hands down her chest, across hernaked breasts and along her flat stomach to the waistband of her jeans.Hesitating only slightly, she undid the button and allowed the jeans to slidedown her long, athlete’s legs to the floor. She wore simple, white panties.Stacy stepped out of the jeans and towards Neil. Time to get this over with.

Neil, however gestured towards the panties and shook his head. Her theatricallyseductive smile wavered a bit at this, but she took it in stride. After all,how much worse could it get? Bending over, Stacy slid the panties down herlegs, completely exposing her crotch to his Neil’s view. Now naked except forher socks, she straightened up and looked at him. What now?

"Ask." Neil mouthed the word at her.

In as seductive a voice as she could manage, Stacy did as she was told."Please," she begged, her voice a throaty whisper, "Please fuck me. I need itso bad… please fuck me." While she begged, she ran her hands over herhardened nipples, almost causing Neil to ejaculate right then and there. Wasthis Stacy Richards standing in front of him? "Please," she pleaded. "I want itnow…"

Unable to wait any longer, Neil swung his legs around onto the floor and sat upat the side of his bed. "Come here, bitch," he growled, his voice hoarse withlust.

Dizzy from the mixture of drugs she had been served in the drink and almostnumb from shock, Stacy obeyed. She felt detached, as if her body was acting onautomatic while she - the real Stacy Richards - watched from a distance.Breathing quickly, she hurried forward, her tits bouncing as she moved. Shekneeled in front of him as he gestured for her to do so.

"Do you want it?" he asked her gruffly.

Stacy looked up at him with her large green eyes, puzzled and unable to think.Want…

"My cock, Stace. Do you want my cock?"

Stacy fought back tears. "Oh yes," she breathed. "Please, let me have yourcock."

At his nod, she reached in between his legs and fumbled with the zipper. A fewseconds later, his cock popped out onto her grasping fingers. It was alreadyextremely hard, and - Stacy noted with loathing - glistening wetly. What now?

"Kiss it," he ordered, answering her unspoken question. "Give it some tongue."

Gagging, Stacy moved her face forward, grasped the penis and, rubbing it gentlywith her fingers, she began to kiss and lick it. She had done this a couple oftime before with a previous boyfriend. She didn’t like it, but was able to keepher revulsion under control. This activity carried on for a few minutes beforeNeil reached down and began to fondle her tits. To her embarrassment, theyresponded immediately, the nipples regaining their previous hardness. Her ownbody was betraying her! Her face went red with shame, but she definitely beganto feel a tingling between her legs.

"Take it in your mouth," Neil whispered at her a few moments later, pushing herhair away from her face. His breath was short. Reluctantly, she did so, slidingher warm, wet mouth over his now-sticky cock and sucking gently. The saltytaste was unpleasant, but she could stand it as long as he wasn’t planning tocome in her mouth. Surely, he wasn’t…

Suddenly, he leaned back and raised his legs. Surprised, she pulled her mouthoff his cock and looked up from where she was kneeling, her chin glisteningwith spittle and pre-come. She quickly saw what he wanted, and co-operated bypulling off his pants. He was naked underneath, and his cock stuck straight upas he leaned back on the bed and swung his legs around so he was again lyinglengthwise.

"Climb on," he ordered. Panting, and out of breath from giving head, Stacyscrambled onto the bed and straddled his naked body, her knees propped up oneach side of his thighs. Holding this position, she panted and trembled,waiting for his next order. It wasn’t long in coming.

He reached forward and played with her breasts for a moment, but then droppedhis hands to her crotch, feeling her cunt lips. Stacy’s hands twitched with theurge to push his hands away, but they remained at her sides. He smirked at her."Wet," he pronounced. "You’re really into this." Stacy fought back tears, andtried to maintain a seductive leer. This wasn’t her kneeling naked over NeilFrench; it was someone else. Neil relaxed back on his pillow. "I like them alittle wetter, though. Let’s see if you can’t make yourself a little moreready."