Sextortion by Ray Gordon Read Free Book Online

be
ridiculous!"
    "I'm
serious."
    "My God,
you're a filthy tart!"
    "As I was
saying, unless you have sex with me, you'll never see your husband
again."
    "What do you
mean by that?"
    "My boss is...
How shall I put it? He's looking after your husband."
    "You've been
watching too much television!" I laughed.
    "Have I?"
    As she stood
up and slipped her coat off, displaying her naked body, a bolt of
fear rocked me. Where was Danny? What was taking him so long? I
couldn't believe what was happening. Blackmail, sex with my
husband, and now... My mind in turmoil, I leaned against the wall
to steady myself. She wanted sex with me? No, never!
    "OK, you can
start by stripping off," she smiled, sipping her wine as she
relaxed in the armchair.
    "If you think
I'm going to..."
    "Selina, if I
leave here with bad news, then... My boss likes things to run
smoothly, he detests problems. If anyone gets in his way he has a
nasty habit of... Well, as I said, you'll never see your husband
again."
    She was
bluffing, I was sure as I scowled at her. Danny abducted? The idea
was ludicrous! This was the sort of thing that happened in the
movies, not in real life. Danny had gone out for a walk and she was
just trying to frighten me, it was as simple as that. As the phone
rang, she grinned knowingly.
    "Ah, that's
what I've been waiting for," she purred. "You better answer it,
Selina."
    Lifting the
phone, my heart racing, I was relieved to hear Danny's deep voice.
"Where the hell are you?" I asked angrily.
    "Selina,
I'm... I'm in a basement. Two thugs..."
    "Thugs? Danny,
are you OK?"
    "Yes,
but..."
    The phone
suddenly cut off, I replaced the receiver and held my trembling
hand to my mouth. My head spinning as I looked at the grinning
girl, my stomach churning, I didn't know what to think, what to do.
Where was the bloody private detective? Where the hell was Danny?
What horrendous mess had we got ourselves into?
    "OK, strip
off," the bitch ordered huskily. "I want to have a look at your
cunt."
    "Please,
I..."
    "I suggest you
do exactly as I ask, Selina. Oh, by the way, you will be writing
more books."
    "I won't!"
    "After we've
had some sexy fun, Danny will be allowed to come home. If you don't
write and the money dries up, he'll disappear again - without
trace."
    "You
can't..."
    "We can and
will do as we please."
    Unbuttoning my
blouse, I looked around the lounge. This was my home, our home, our
sanctuary. How could something like this happen to us? A happily
married, successful author one minute, and the next... Danny forced
to have intercourse with the bitch, then he's abducted, I'm told to
strip off and have sex with her. Sex with another woman? Lesbian
sex?
    "I can't do
it," I murmured as my blouse fell open, revealing my full bra.
    "The choice is
yours, Selina. Either you do as I ask, or you'll never see your
husband again."
    "Where is
he?"
    "He's safe
enough. Before you know it, he'll be back here with you and..."
    "Until the
next time."
    "My boss
won't... There needn't be a next time, not if you play the
game."
    Slipping my
blouse off my shoulders, I unhooked my bra. My breasts tumbling out
of the white silk cups, my nipples elongating in the cool air of
the lounge, I hung my head in embarrassment. I could feel her gaze
burning into me, into my nipples. Swamped with humiliation as she
ordered me to pull my skirt down, my hands trembling, I fumbled
with the zip.
    My skirt
finally falling around my ankles, only my red panties veiling the
most private part of my body, my sanctum, I told myself that I was
doing this for Danny. Whatever I was forced to do, it was for
Danny's sake. When our ordeal was over, we'd go and live abroad.
I'd take the advance and we'd run off into the sunset. Run? Yes,
there was no choice other than to run. Whoever these people were,
whatever we'd got ourselves mixed up in, we had to run.
    Stepping out
of my skirt as she knelt before me, I closed my eyes as she pulled
my panties down to my ankles. Although I tried, I couldn't