Mandy Learns Her Mistake

Title: Mandy Learns Her Mistake

Author: Sugar Tax

Celebs: Mandy Moore

Codes: MF. blackmail, oral

Disclaimer: This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is
for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit
sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read
any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.


Mandy Moore knew this day would come. She only had a hazy recollection of an evening out drinking alone. She had been depressed after breaking up with Andy. She was also pissed a bit about her squeaky clean image. “Fuck it!” she said out loud and ended up in a Hollywood bar. She remembered having a few drinks and having a lot of them bought for her by an extremely handsome man. She remembered she would love to fuck him but everything went black after that. She woke up at her friends house Cate. Cate told her later that she had called her from a pay phone on Sunset Blvd. at five am and told her she need a ride. Cate said when she picked her up she looked like hell and was a blithering drunk. Cate took her home and shoved her in the shower. She then passed out in bed. This had been six month ago and Mandy had not recalled the incident until she went to the mailbox. Inside was letter with a single photograph. The photograph was a video still of Mandy that night kissing that handsome man at the bar. The letter simply said, “Thanks for the evening, there is much more of the video. Call this number if you want to talk about it…. and trust me you do. Richard.” Mandy had a sick feeling in stomach like a kid who knows when they have done something bad.

Mandy collected her courage and dialed the number. A man answered and immediately said, “So nice of you to call Mandy. I thought you might after the letter I sent.” Mandy started to explain that she couldn’t remember anything from the night but Richard told her not to worry. He told Mandy to meet him at restaurant a few blocks from her house in an hour and he would explain everything. Mandy thought this was crazy but in the back of her mind she knew she had to go and agreed. Mandy threw on a pair of shorts, tee shirt, sandals, and big sunglasses. Pulled back her hair and looked in the mirror. She looked camouflaged in the sea of wanna be stars in LA.

When she arrived she saw Richard sitting at a booth at the very back of the restaurant. In front of him was a laptop. Mandy looked around and saw that the only other people in the place were staff. What a relief, privacy no one would see her here. Richard was smiling as Mandy started to sit across from him. “No sit next to me.” Richard slid over and Mandy sat next to him. “Do you remember me Mandy? We had a wonderful evening a few months ago.” Mandy smiled, “I remember you buying me drinks and maybe even a kiss. Everything else was a blur.” “That’s to bad because we all had a great time.” Mandy really felt her stomach start to churn. We? “Well I figured you might have been a little to drunk to remember and I had a video camera that night. Would you like to see?” Mandy was near throwing up. Her stomach lurched as Richard opened the laptop and opened a file.

The video started as she remembered that night. Mandy was wearing a short black skirt and a cut tee shirt. She was dancing on the floor with several people around her blowing kisses at the camera. Every once in a while Mandy would lift her tee and flash her C cups. No bra that evening. Mandy thought if that was the worst she would be ok. The video continues and after a few other flashing episodes she pulls the unseen cameraman’s hand. They go out of the club to a waiting limo. You hear the car door close and Mandy saying “Come here I want to see your cock.” The camera pans down as Mandy takes the cameraman’s pants down and fondles his cock thru his underwear. Many then pulls those down as well and starts stroking his cock. Mandy was always terrible at blowjobs and the video showed that clearly. Mandy licked the head and shaft. She actually kissed it as well. When the precum oozed onto her tongue her face twisted and she started to sputter. The cameraman was obviously having fun because Mandy could hear him laugh. Mandy also heard him say, “Come up front you may enjoy this.” The limo driver enter behind Mandy is all grins. Mandy is still on her knees working on the inch of cock she can fit in her mouth as the driver lifts her skirt. Mandy is wearing granny panties just in case the skirt revealed too much. The driver pulls the panties down and Mandy hears herself, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” The driver doesn’t wait for her to change her mind and takes down his pants. He wraps his arm around Mandy’s waist and slams his cock into her. Mandy obviously is in pain as she gasps and winces. The camera rolls on as Mandy keeps yelling for the men to fuck her.

Mandy is sickened by what she sees. She is no virgin but she is conservative when she is in bed. Andy had brought out a few nights of passion but he crossed the line when he asked her for anal sex. God hated sodomites and she could not condone the request. After that she couldn’t look at him the same and left him. Now she was watching herself in a drunken stupor giving a faceless stranger a blowjob while the limo driver fucked her from behind. And even worse was the fact that in the videotape it was obvious she was enjoying it. All the sudden the stranger turns the camera to him and shows the face of Richard who says, “Watch this folks.” Roger pans the camera down as he pulls his cock from Mandy’s mouth. Richard strokes his cock and it starts to spurt cum. He aims it directly into Mandy’s face and hair. She is covered in the thick cum as it oozes down her face. As Richard finishes the driver pulls out of Mandy and lays his cock on her ass cheeks. His cock covers her ass in his cum as well. Richard pans to Mandy’s cum covered face and hair. Its obvious Mandy’s passed out. The video then fades to black.

“Don’t worry there’s no more. I like my sexual partners awake while I am having fun with them. Now that you know what you did that night you have a choice to make.” Mandy blood rushed from her head. Still reeling from seeing herself on camera she knew Richard was not just looking for an autograph or money. He was acting to confident and smug. “You can keep this video from appearing on the internet, save your squeaky clean image, keep your career, money, friends, and everything that makes you what you are. Or I release the tape and it all goes away. Of course there is a catch.”

Mandy was stunned…tears started to well up in her eyes. She knew that her career was built as being the anti pop star, the anti slut, the anti what ever the flavor of the day was. “What do you want?” “It’s simple really… I want you….all of you. You will become my pet to be used as I see fit. You will do what I tell you to, wear what I tell you, fuck who I tell, …..well you get the idea. It will not be forever and someday you will have your life back. It may not be the same as you remembered it but much better than when I blow it away with this video. So that is your choice and you have a minute to decide.

Mandy couldn’t understand why god had forsaken her. One night of wickedness and now she had to pay a hundred fold. He knew Richard was right. If that tape surfaced she would be ruined. She was not Pamela Anderson. She appealed to soccer moms who could present her to their daughters as role models. Her movies were on all the Christian movie recommendation lists. If the tape came out she would be scorned from that community and mocked by the mainstream she ripped on every interview she could. “Your answer.” Mandy looked at him and whispered, “I’ll do as you ask.” “Good girl. I knew you were bright. Let me explain the basic premise on how this will work. You will hire me as your personal assistant. I get to schedule everything for you and I am with you almost a hundred percent of your day. Of course I will live at your house. This is the façade the public will see. In private I am your master and you my pet. You will service my needs, whims, and desires. If you do not or I am not satisfied you will be punished. It is really simple Mandy but things will progress. Now I want you to go down to your knees underneath the table and suck my cock.” Mandy turned bright red. “Here…Richard?” “Get on your knees now and you will call me master when no one is around!”

Mandy slid under the table feeling her knees on the sticky floor. She unzipped Richards’s pants and took out his thick purple cock. She started to kiss the head. Richard reached down and slapped Mandy across her cheek. “ I said suck it not play with it. Open your mouth.” Mandy was stunned. Her cheek was hot with shame and Richard’s handprint. Mandy opened her mouth and Richard thrust his cock into her mouth. “Relax you throat” Richard pulled her hair and started to push Mandy’s head down onto his cock. Mandy start to choke and struggle for air. Oh my god she thought, he going to kill me. Richard pulled her head up and she desperately gasped for air. “You need to relax your throat and breath through your nose.” Richard again forced Mandy’s head onto his cock. Mandy could hear herself gag on Richards cock as he fucked her mouth with his cock. She could taste the salty precum mix with her spit. Oh god he was going to kill her by shoving that huge cock past her tonsils. Richard let her up for air. He slapped her other cheek. “I told you to relax your throat!” Richard pushed her down again and this time she calmed her self to relax a little. Richard continued to rapidly thrust his cock into her mouth like it was a pussy. He tensed and all the sudden he pulled backwards so only his cock was in her mouth. “Swallow it!” Mandy felt his cum rush into her mouth. Oh god it was too much she started to choke and gag. She kept gagging until she retched. A mixture of cum and vomit was on the floor. It trickled from her nose and mouth. Richard zipped himself up just as the waiter came to see what the commotion was. “She’s just sick….must have been what she ate.”

Richard sat up as the waiter went to get a towel. “Enjoy your last day of freedom Mandy.” Tomorrow at eight am sharp you are mine.” With that said Richard left leaving Mandy on the floor crawling. What had she done? Oh God, could it get worse?

To be continued



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