VRX 9000: Sex Games / Pixie's Blackmail Punishment

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VRX 9000: Sex Games

Random Adventures - Pixie's Punishment

Part 1: The Setup

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Introduction:

Your name is Pixie, a super cute and super strange smaller girl just getting out of high school ready for your last summer before college. You have short, cute blonde hair partially dyed a light pink and stand a good foot shorter than the average person hardly reaching five feet. Being short and cute has earned you the nickname Pixie, one which you have adopted whole-heartedly. Your skin is soft and pale with delicate smaller curves accentuating your cute features. You have nice, medium sized, squeezable tits and ass that all bundle up into a nice, soft, cute-sized package. Despite your soft exterior you are actually in pretty solid shape, sporting a flat stomach and a little bit of muscle here and there. While you like to be peppy and energetic in social situations you usually are grim and brooding when alone.

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The Story:

The summer has just started and you are excited just like everyone else in school. You are excited for other reasons than the normal kids, as you yourself are pretty different. While most kids love to go out and play on the beach, tan, or go to the mall you can't do most of those things. Your skin is pale and easily burnt and you are so small you can't realistically compete in the sportier activities like beach volleyball. You've always been more of a geek because you've stayed inside most of your life. Instead of going out with friends or to the mall you usually find yourself at home on the computer.

This has put a pretty big damper on your sex life and you've grown increasingly frustrated. You've had sex a good number of times with a good number of people despite your age; even having sex with the occasional girl. You would consider yourself bisexual and the reputation has destroyed any chance you ever had on being part of the popular crowd. Not that you care, you've found a girl or two you've realized the ostracization was worth it. Despite your open sexuality and willing to experiment your reclusiveness and odd personalty have kept you without a serious relationship. The last year has mostly been one or two night stands for you. Which is what led you to find it elsewhere.

The internet. Where just about everyone seems to be horny. The longer you find your satisfaction there, the more you find yourself delving into stranger and stranger things. Eventually you come across the BDSM scene and immediately love it. You feel like you were meant for it and find a lot of it extremely sexy. Eventually, you get an online mistress. It is never anything that serious, you don't even know what she looks like. She has a picture of a hot dominatrix on her profile picture but she has already admitted to you that it isn't what she actually looks like. Despite not knowing who she really is you find yourself going to her more and more often as the summer starts. She makes you do things and slowly pushes your boundaries until you've tried a good few new toys and have even tied yourself up a few times among other things.

Eventually the relationship goes a step further and your online mistress decides she wants to watch you do these things in person instead of just talking to you. It takes you a while to agree but eventually you start to send her pictures of you doing the things she asks of you. Pictures of you stuffed with fake cocks, of you being tied up, of you riding a sybian. That just wets your mistress's appetite and before you know it you've bought a web cam and are streaming live for her as she commands you to do various things to yourself. The entire thing turns you on more than you can believe and the fact that you have no idea who your mistress is just turns you on all the more. Whenever you go out you always wonder if you walk right past her and never even know it.

Your parents couldn't give a damn just leaving you locked away in your room every night. They've made it pretty clear that once you move out to college they are no longer going to have anything to do with you. In fact, as the summer comes they seem to start early leaving you to fend for yourself in just about every department just hoping you'll leave at any moment. This just pushes you more towards your mistress. Until one night. You get an email from your mistress that turns you paler than normal by a far margin, considering you never gave her your email. Inside the email resides all of your personal information. Your real name, your address, the high school you attended, your current retail job at the local grocery store, and even the college you plan on attending. She even has links to every one of your social media outlets with names of your best friends, parents, boss, coworkers, future professors, and relatives. You've never shared any of this information with her and have absolutely no idea how she found it all.

As you read further through the email you grow increasingly nervous. The last paragraph chills you to the bone.

"You've been a bad girl, Pixie. And it is time for your real punishment. I've been watching you from afar for far too long so you will become my slave in person. If you do not agree to meet and submit to me I will release every picture, stream, and video you have sent me over the past months to everyone I can think of. It will be plastered around the internet, in the inboxes of your future college professors, on your social media in front of your friends and family, and on the front page of every sex site. You will meet me tomorrow, Friday May 12th, at a time and location of my choosing. You've been warned on what will happen if you don't. Tomorrow one hour before our meet time I went send you an email with the time and location. You will follow all of my instructions or you will regret it.

Staring blankly at your computer screen you panic. You've never done any of this stuff in person! You don't even know who this person is! What are you going to do? What are you going to do!? Your mind races with possible alternatives but in the end you know she has you. Unless you want your entire social life ruined forever along with any chance of attending college this year you are going to have to do what she says. That just isn't an option as you'd be homeless since your parents will be kicking you out the moment college starts. You expect no help from them even if you told them. Eventually your mind stops racing for a way out and begins to worry on what is going to happen when you meet your mistress in person. What is she going to do to you? What is she going to make you do? The ideas both turn you pale with fear and red in embarrassment and curiosity at the same time.

You can hardly sleep that night, tossing and turning worrying about tomorrow. The worst part is that you can't tell anyone about this without revealing what you've been doing in private. You'd rather jump off a cliff than reveal this to any of your friends. Not that you have many close friends. The next day you are practically pacing back and forth until your phone finally vibrates as you finally get the email you've been dreading.

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