Book One
* * * Starring * * *
Carlene Taylor
"The Blackmailer"
Dr. Jeffrey Robin Taylor
"The Male Whore"
Sarah Lane
"The Best Friend"
Becky Lynn Spears
"The Object of Desire"
* * * Guest Stars * * *
Virginia Carlson
"Dinner Guest"
The Blackmail Diaries: Book One
"Daddy Dearest" Copyright © 2009
Episode One
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Summary: In the ALL NEW Premiere episode of 'The Blackmail Diaries', Carlene Taylor (now 15) explains how her feelings went from from idolized love to intense hatred for her father (Dr. Jeffrey Robin Taylor) over the death of her mother. Prompting her and best friend Sarah Lane to concoct a scheme to blackmail the man into doing what they want. A plan that will net them two things both have a healthy level of interest in, money and...pussy.
Original Airdate: Tuesday, February 24, 2009 @ 9:30 p.m.
(following an ALL NEW 'Can't Fight the Moonlight')
Story Codes: mf, anal
My Dad, Dr. Jeffrey Robin Taylor, is a male whore. There I said it and I mean it. He can't keep his dick in his pants, nor will he admit that it usually costs him a lot more than it's worth. Like take my Mom, Carlene (the woman I was named for), for instance. A one-man woman if there ever was one. Ended up committing suicide cause the asshole wouldn't stop fuckin around on her. I for one come to the conclusion that mental abuse is much worse than nearly any kind of physical. He killed her by driving her insane with worry and longing. Although at the time (I was only 12) I don't think I realized why Mom killed herself and I certainly didn't blame him. Well that changed in a hurry.
Two weeks later (barely), he's already boning this whore named Lou Anne Foster from the trailer park off Highway 80. I walked in on them and got myself grounded for not calling when I wasn't supposed to be home (cheerleading tryouts wrapped early).
I remember saying very clearly that night that I hated him so much. That was the turning point in my love for my father. Suddenly it went from idolized love to intense hatred. Mix all that growing hatred with the fact that I was quickly discovering I wasn't normal, meaning my sexual preference was for the same sex (hint: think pussy). Which I blamed on him initially due to the way he screwed around on my mother, in my thinking it made me hate guys. Somewhere along the line over the next three years, I realized that my being gay wasn't his fault, but my anger only seemed to grow as one girl after another floated through our lives in an endless stream of "friends" and "business associates". Too bad I wasn't thinking or it would have provided me the perfect vehicle to get everything I wanted from my horny father. But it wasn't till I turned 15, that every thing began to fall into place. Dad bought me a video camera for Christmas (about a thousand dollar one) and a collection of blank tapes.
Then came the chance meeting of a lifetime (on the internet no less). I was in some chatroom and clicked on the Bi/Lez and Teen Room, and got a message from "SarahSoCuteItHurts" asking me my "ASL". Her name was Sarah Lane. We talked forever and strangely found out we went to the same school, and for some unknown reason had never met. So the following Monday we met out front. There was no doubt it was an immediate attraction. But not one that would lead to a relationship, although we openly flirted with each other, we quickly discovered as a couple we'd never work. We were simply too different.
But in the end it was actually Sarah who unknowingly concocted the idea of my blackmailing my father for money.
We were covering the cheerleading tryouts for our school paper when I went on another of my numerous rants about him. Course mixed in with that was my running commentary on how hot the members of the cheerleading squad was. Specially Becky Lynn Spears, the head cheerleader for the past two years, though she was only now a Junior. Great tan and muscular legs and a fabulous heart shaped ass. Her best friend was also a fox, Carly Cox, she was almost as hot. Watching those two not to mention the other girls (whose names I didn't know at that time) bouncing around in short skirts and panties made me hot.
"Is this supposed to make you hot?" I asked as I looked at Becky Lynn.
"No but it sure works a girl into a frenzy if you let it" Sarah said as I whole heartedly agreed.
"God that Becky girl is hot" I said as Sarah gave me a weird look and said, "She's bi too."
"How do you know?"
"Rumor mill, I heard it though the Grapevine" She began to sing and bounce from side to side suddenly as I giggled. "Trust me it's true, too many girls have said it."
"I'd give anything to spend just one night with that between my thighs" I said flashing Sarah a suggestive smile.
"Rumor goes she'll do anything for money" Sarah said pulling her camera out of her bag and checking the battery.
"I know..." She said off-handedly while fiddling with her camera. "Maybe you could blackmail her into doing it."
That's when the idea hit like a bomb. I have no idea why I hadn't thought of it before. But it was brilliant, and shockingly easy.
"What?" She asked as I looked at her with a huge smile and replied, "Sarah Lane I love you. You're freakin' brilliant."
"I am?" She asked in confusion.
"Yes you are, listen" I said before rambling on. "You know that video camera I just got?"
"Yeh really nice" She said as the button on her camera slipped out of the locked position it had been frozen in and prompted the camera to light up and Sarah to say, "yeh dog, who da girl?"
"You are, now hush" I said, "Look I need your help, and if you do you can have any girl you want if she can be paid off."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm gonna use my video camera to get everything I've ever wanted" I said before pointing my finger directly at Becky Lynn, "and it all begins with that hot piece of teen ass right there."
"Wait, Carlene I was only kidding about blackmailing Becky" She said touching my arm.
"No. no, I'm not gonna blackmail her..." I said before pausing for dramatic effect, "...it's my male whore of a father whose the key to success."
"Oh ok, that's much better" She said rolling her eyes at me as if I'd really lost my mind this time.
"Listen before you call out the loon squad on me" I said as she laughed, "My dad's got a woman coming over tonight for dinner, so after dinner you know what happens..."
"He takes her in his office and fucks her" Sarah said as I agreed and went on, "...and that's where we get the whole thing on video."
"And then you blackmail him with it?" Sarah asked as I put my hands on her cheeks and kissed her lips impulsively.
"You got it baby" I said, "Daddy dearest's schlong is finally gonna get him in some serious shit. And with that video hanging over his head, he'll do or say anything we want him too."
"But what about Becky?"
"Daddy's gonna agree to pay her off" I said, "and she'll be between my legs in no time."
"And where does that leave me?" Sarah asked with a serious look. That appeared to be the only snag, what could I do for Sarah for helping me. Cause it wouldn't be fair to ask her to put herself in danger and get nothing in return. Then a weird thought came to me, one that made me strangely excited.
"You could always join us?" I suggested as Sarah pushed my shoulder and looked to be in shock.
"You horny slut" She said, "this whole thing is just a plan to get me in bed."
"No, that's who I want" I said pointing again to Becky. "You're just my accomplice, who deserves something for her valuable time."
That was the conversation, almost word for word that started the ball rolling on my plan to blackmail my father. With the prospect of having Becky Lynn Spears going down on her, it sure didn't take Sarah long to agree to help me. And the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea of getting Sarah in bed, which don't get me wrong had always been some sorta of a fantasy.
So before leaving the football field, Sarah snapped a few shots of our target in mid twirl, giving a nice view of her ass. We next headed toward's my house to set things up before my father got home. My father's office is a huge place with a second level library and ladder that leads up to it. With the lights turned down low, you could barely see anything up there from the main floor, so it would be perfect for hiding I thought. But just to be sure, I took a tarp that hung over one of the chairs in the living room and draped it over the railings that ran around the outside of the landing for the library. A possible cover if all else fails, and one that would never be noticed by Daddy due to the fact that once he gets his whore in the room he has one single-minded objective.
"Hey daddy" I said as my father arrived home around six, as usual, with his ho for the night in tow. This time it was a colleague from the college (he teaches at Western Carolina University), a woman named Virginia Carlson, and she's appearantly the President's niece. We sat down to a dinner we'd ordered out for and to my shock had a nice time. Virginia actually was nice and very smart to boot. Which prompted me to wonder what she could possibly see in my father. We had some good natured arguments about politics and the like until my father in his usual prick manner, dismissed us from the table saying. "I know you guys are bored so you can go and find something more exciting to do."
"We will...Daddy" I said as my blood boiled with anger and I practically dragged Sarah away from the table. We pretended to go up the front stairs before quietly sneaking into the office, turned down the lights and climbed the ladder to wait for our pray. I began to think after 20 minutes passed that he had decided not to seduce this one, but just as doubt crept in, he followed through.
They came through the door of the office and before either could even close the door they began ripping at each other's clothes. Stripping off piece by piece while I clicked record on the video camera now attached to my face and caught everything on tape. He threw her down on the couch and jerked his pants down and his cock came bouncing out. That was one thing I hadn't taken into account when planning this, was that I'd have to watch him fuck her. Which he wasted no time in beginning to do. Slipping his rock hard cock inside her and beginning to slam away hard. She began grinding back as I zoomed in on the action, meeting his thrusts she moaned loudly and buried her face in the pillow below her head as her body shook with each shot.
"She's not bad looking" Sarah commented in my ear as she huddled close.
"Neither are you" I said with a huge flirty smile as Sarah blushed and pushed me playfully, like always. The scene below us came to a sudden end as Dad pulled out and shot his goo all over Virginia's face. I clicked stop, thinking it was over, but it only began again. Dad this time rolled Virginia over and began fucking her ass. Drilling her harder and harder until I couldn't watch any longer and handed the video camera to Sarah and turned away, still hearing the grunts and moans as Sarah caught it all on tape and I hoped it would be over soon. Which thankfully it was and Dad and Virginia dressed and slipped out without much of a sound.
"That was disgusting" I said in a whisper to Sarah as she giggled and replied, "I dunno your dad's got a pretty big dick, I might even fuck him if he paid me."
"Shut up you pervert" I said as she laughed as I took the tape out of the camera. "Come on we gotta make a copy of this."
"Daddy's gonna get a huge surprise" Sarah commented as we snuck down the ladder, out of the office door and up the backstairs to my room. Where we quickly copied the original onto a fresh tape and connected my cam to my computer to upload it onto my hard drive. With all the details now taken care of, we headed down stairs to set it all into motion. Knowing he was in his office working like always this time of night.
"Hey...DADDY" I screamed as I kicked his office door open, "it's time we talk..."
Written by
TVM
Tuesday Night on... "Taboo Tv" (SPRING 2009)
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Life as a (horny!)
Teenage "Lesbian"
* * 9:00 * *
Can't Fight the Moonlight
* * 9:30 * *
The Blackmail Diaries
(Book One)