Brooke Blackmailed – The Setup

Nineteen year old Brooke had a little wild in her. Now that she was
attending college, she was expressing herself and taking advantage to
let that wild out. Her smooth, silky skin was the color of coffee with
a little cream. She wore her hair long and loose, with a little bit of
wave to it, an effect that took some maintenance, but was well worth
it for the end results. Her face was soft yet proud, with prominant
cheekbones, giving her a classic and timeless beauty reminiscent of
the old black and white movie star Lana Turner, though she would
probably have preferred to be compared to pop star Rihanna rather than
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Breeding Beauty

I few weeks went by and I didn’t hear from cory….

Ding! “bring the bitch friday night to the club down the street from you, I want to see her awake and dancing”

I was knee deep into this with no way out….

I set up a date and told her there was a band playing at the local club that looked cool.

She was totally into it and loved the idea. she hadn’t been dancing in a long time.

When friday came I teased her about wearing something sexy….

When she came down stairs in a short red dress with super high heels on I was stunned….

We grabbed dinner and then headed to the club.

It was very crowded and had to stand…

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Sleeping with Beauty

I was late, of course. By the time I arrived at the court, I was greeted by an eerie silence, walking through rooms and rooms of people sitting, slouching, laying, all of them sleeping as if frozen in time. I slowly paced the long hallways, quiet rooms and courtyards, stripping off more and more layers of my gown until I was completely naked, enjoying the freedom, the feeling of a cool, light breeze on my breasts, safe in the knowledge that nobody could see me now as I set out to enact my revenge.

It started many years ago. The king and queen had tried long and hard to conceive, and despite all their efforts, the queen remained . Fearing the ever-growing unrest of her husband and being cast out on suspicion that she might be barren, she grew more and more desperate. And so, late one autumn night, I heard her faint tapping on my door.

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