Blackmailed Bride Ch. 02

Chapter 2 of the Non-consent/reluctance story, Blackmailed Bride. This one is a little sexier, but not heavily so. It does contain some experimental bondage at a Bachelorette Party, a sex toy, some nudity and an exotic dancer doing a bad thing.

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The Bachelorette Party

As soon as we got there, Tiffany held out an empty pillow case, saying, "Okay, all phones and cameras in the bag, ladies. No texting or chatting up your friends, we've got serious partying to do tonight. No photos or videos either. You know my motto, 'What happens at Tiffany's..."

"Stays at Tiffany's," we all finished for her.

"That's right. Our monkey business is nobody else's business. Fork 'em over." She started collecting phones and cameras.

"Brooke won't have a record of her party," Taylor protested, pulling her phone away.

"Believe me," Tiffany said, "this party will be indelibly recorded in her little lizard brain. She won't need a photographic record. She'll have memories to last a lifetime. Give it up, Taylor." She shook the bag.

Taylor added her phone to the pile. "Is that all of them?" Tiffany asked.

"I think it's every one," I said, "but I have to wonder what you have planned if we can't keep a record of it."

"Nothing more than the usual bachelorette games and activities, Brooksie, but it might get a little risqué, so no record."

She disappeared with the pillow case, stashing it away some place in her bedroom. When she returned, she got some jello shots from the fridge and handed them to Yvonne and me.

"Three each, please. You have to catch up to the rest of us."

What the hell; I was game. It was all in fun. I grabbed two reds and a green to downed them quickly, feeling them slithering down my throat with a cold burn. Yvonne did the same.

"Now the preliminaries are out of the way, what do you want to drink. I've got vodka martini's made or you can go with some bourbons and something, or wine, red or white."

"I'll go with a pinot if one is open," I said.

"Martini for me," Yvonne added.

Tiffany poured Yvonne a drink out of a pitcher and handed me a delightful, crisp, Pinot Grigio she'd been crowing about finding.

"Everybody gather round in the living room now," Tiffany said. "The first thing we're going to do is get to know the prospective bride a little more and a lot more about the groom. Everybody gets to ask the bride a question about herself, and a question about Tanner. Donna, why don't you start."

We all settled on chairs and couches in the living room.

"Let me see," Donna pondered, "what to ask. Have you ever done it with a black man and how big is Tanner's dick?"

"No, and I don't know. Next."

"Wait a minute here, girl. I got to know more. How come you don't know how big Tanner's dick is?"

"I've never seen it, though I did touch it once in his pants."

"You mean you're engaged to that fine, fine man and you ain't done the dirty with him yet?" Donna asked, amazed.

"Nope. I've been saving myself for marriage. He doesn't get this until the knot is tied," I replied, waving my hand up and down my body.

"You mean you ain't done the dirty with anyone? What's wrong with you, girl? You wasting your life, you ain't had no cock yet? I live for cock, it's my reason for existence."

Sydney quipped, "Well that explains why he's so grouchy after seeing you."

"I knew you were saving yourself for the man you wanted to marry," Tiffany said, "but you didn't start jumping his bone when he agreed to be your ball and chain?"

"No. I wanted to be a virgin on our wedding night."

"Please tell me he at least licks your pussy?" Erin asked.

"He wanted to. I haven't let him yet."

"Well, there goes most of the questions I had about Tanner," Taylor said. "Brooke won't know the answer to any of them."

They all laughed. "Got that right, sister," Cheyenne said.

"I can tell you he's a great kisser. I get wet just kissing him," I said.

"Have you done anything with Tanner other than kiss?" Maria asked.

"He's fondled my breasts and kissed my nipples. I've let him touch my kitty, but I stopped him when he tried to put his finger in it."

They all looked at each other and back at me like I was an alien with tentacles.

Donna asked, "Are you the oldest living virgin in Atlanta?"

Everybody laughed again, even me, though I felt weird laughing about my own lack of experience.

"How will you know if you and Tanner will be sexually compatible, Brooke?" Suki asked. She pulled Erin down for a kiss.

"People used to get married all the time without having sex with each other first. It's only the last three hundred years women even had a choice who they married. Marriages were arranged by your family. They somehow got through it. If you look at the reasons why people get divorced, sexual incompatibility isn't even in the top ten. Infidelity, money issues, arguing, in-laws, lack of communication, different goals, drug or alcohol abuse and physical or mental abuse are all way up on the lists; not sexual incompatibility."

"Still," Cheyenne said, "not knowing what Tanner is like in the sack? Do you know anything, Sydney?"

"Me!" Sydney protested. "Why do you think I'd know anything about Tanner?"

"I'm not suggesting you've committed incest, baby sister, but maybe some of his homies talked to you about it or some of his previous girlfriends said something," Cheyenne said. "Anything. Does he have a normal cock or does he have a wee willie winkie?"

"Look," Sydney said. "I know Tanner was a player in the past and most of what I've heard about his sexual prowess is good. I did walk in on him once choking the chicken and I didn't get a good look at his junk but it looked all right to me."

"Wait a minute," Donna said. "Brooke, you said you touched him once under his pants. He got everything needed to keep a girl happy?"

Everyone looked at me. I thought for a minute. "Well, I reached down through his jeans and my fingers were down touching his testicles, and his penis came up to about here on my arm." I pointed up to a point past my wrist, maybe seven or eight inches up.

"Oh, girl, you all right. That man's dick is going to do you just fine," Donna said.

"Just hold on," Cheyenne said. "It wasn't a pencil dick was it? Please tell me it was a little thick?"

I had to think about that too. I hadn't touched it very long. "I held it for a moment and my fingers and thumb couldn't quite reach all the way around. Maybe this far apart." I held up my hand and made a circle with my thumb and forefinger. The tips were about an inch apart, maybe a little more. "I don't see as if it makes a difference. I've never been with anyone else, so I've got no basis for comparison. He'll be the biggest penis I've ever had in me. Should be plenty good enough based on that alone."

Donna said, "Honey, you ever want to throw that man back in the pond, I'd be happy to add some white meat to my diet."

We all laughed again. "Anybody need more drinks?" Tiffany asked. Six of us raised our hand, including me. "Three more martinis, two white wines, one red." Tiffany poured herself another martini as well, knocking back the last of her first one to fill up her glass again. She came back and folded herself on the couch beside me. The three jello shots and first glass of wine had gone to my head a little. I was not a big drinker and unaccustomed to lots of alcohol. I wasn't spinning, but I was feeling giddy.

"Donna, you had your share of questions. Taylor you're next. What do you want to know?" Tiffany asked.

"I wanted to know all the juicy parts about their sex lives. Now, I don't know what to ask. Why don't you skip me for the moment and come back after I see what everyone else is asking."

"Going around the room, Erin, you're next."

"Since you haven't been with a man; have you ever been with a woman? And do you know if Tanner has ever been with another man?"

"No, and I don't know. I've never been with a woman. Never wanted to, I guess. No real curiosity. Tanner has never said anything about being with a man and I've never asked him. Suki, your turn."

"Have you ever kissed a woman? Is Tanner kind?"

"Only you girls, nothing serious and I doubt I would be with Tanner if he wasn't kind. He treats me very well. Maria?"

"Have you ever thought of being with another woman?"

"Before I answer that, why do you want to know? I've never seen you with either a man or woman. Are you asexual?"

Maria smiled, taking us all in. "I'm interested for myself. I like both men and women."

"Why don't we know who you like?" I asked.

"I've never been with anyone I wanted to spend more than a night with. No point in parading someone around who will be gone tomorrow morning. I don't want my sex life talked about by the bunch of you. You still haven't answered the question?"

"I've thought about it a few times. What it would be like to really kiss a woman, to feel her breasts, her wetness, wondering what she would taste like. Not enough to do anything about it."

"We volunteer if you ever want to try it out," Suki said, squeezing Erin's hand.

"Mmmm, intriguing," Maria said, "I would be happy to volunteer as well. My second question. If Tanner wanted to have a threesome with you and another person, would you go along with it?"

"No fair. That's another question about me and not Tanner. Next."

"My turn," Cheyenne said. "If you were to have a threesome with Tanner and another person, would it be with another man or a woman? Do you think Tanner would prefer to share you with another man or a woman?"

"I don't know, I've never thought about it. I never imagined myself in a threesome. I could see it going either way if I were to consider it, which I'm not eager to do. I've got a lot of things to do with Tanner to catch up experience wise without thinking of bringing another person into it. As far as what Tanner would prefer, I have no clue. We've never discussed sex with other people. He's still working to get me to put out."

Everyone laughed at that. This Pinot Grigio really was good; very smooth and it was going down easy. I was feeling a little light headed and the tone of the conversation did have me a little excited. I tried not to think about sex too much to avoid wanting to have it, but these questions were making me think about things I didn't consider very often.

Sydney was next. "Would you ever want to be DP'd or airtight? Do you think Tanner would ever let you be with another man?"

"I'm sorry. I don't know what you just said. What's DP'd or airtight?"

Sydney laughed. "You are naive for someone who went to college. DP is double penetration. Theoretically, it means having pricks in any two of your three holes, but more usually, it means being penetrated in your pussy and ass at the same time. Airtight means you have a prick plugging all three holes."

"My God, you're kidding me! Who wants to be fucked in the ass?" I asked, so shocked I used the f-word, even though I hated it on general principles.

All nine of my friends slowly raised their hands, kind of watching what the others were doing.

"All of you!" I exclaimed. "Erin and Suki, you're lesbians, when would you ever get anyone to put their penis in your butt?"

"Kind of the purpose of a strap-on, Brooke," Suki said. "Any time we need a cock like object in our body, the other one can provide it for us. Just because I want to be with a woman does not mean I do not want to feel something in my pussy or ass."

"Really? The butt?"

"It has almost as many nerve endings as your clitoris," Tiffany said. "It feels good to have someone fuck you there as long as they're the slightest bit careful. Haven't you ever watched any porn?"

"My Dad told me porn is not an accurate representation of love between a man and a woman. He said it tends to objectify women and turn them into vessels for men's cum, and not two people in a loving relationship."

"He's right. Most porn is designed for men and I hate how all men think you should do everything a porn actress does, but there is some better stuff out there which does porn more from a woman's point of view. At least if gives you a clue about what men might expect."

"In answer to Sydney's question, I'd give an emphatic no to being DP'd or airtight. I doubt if Tanner would want me to be with another man. I can't imagine he would. After fighting so hard for me to have sex with him, why would he want me to give it away to another person. Tiffany, I guess you're next."

She thought for a moment. "Since you're not having sex with Tanner, what are you doing for sex? And what is Tanner doing? I can't imagine he's gone without any sex at all for the last six to eighteen months; whenever he decided to go exclusive."

"I can't speak totally for Tanner. I only know what he does around me, but he masturbates, and I do too, although it's always after he's left."

"But you've never seen his dick?" Donna asked. "How's that work?"

"He goes into another room so I'm not tempted to help him or otherwise participate."

"You don't even let him rub himself in front of you? How you hold on to this freak? Hasn't he got any sex drive?" Donna asked.

Good old Donna, no playing around with her. I shrugged my shoulders. "He must love me."

"That don't sound like love to me. Sounds like you got this mo-fo so pussy whipped, he don't know which way is up. Most of the boys I know, throw you down on the bed and plug you hard and fast you pull any of that shit on them."

"Thank goodness I'm not marrying any of the boys you know."

"Maybe you should be. I'm worried Tanner won't know what to do with you when he get you. No offense, Sydney. Your brother don't sound right in the head."

"Maybe he's saving himself so he can fuck her half to death on their wedding night," Sydney said laughing.

"Well if Brooke ain't walking bow legged the following morning, he done fucked that up too." Everybody laughed again and Tiffany suggested more drinks. Everyone was glad to drink more.

While she was getting drinks, Tiffany said, "Taylor, if you're going to ask a question, nows the time."

"How do you masturbate, Brooke? Do you use a toy? Surely you put something in your vajayjay?"

"No more than two fingers. I'm an old fashioned girl. If it needs batteries or a power cord, I don't use it."

"Why the hell not?" Tiffany asked, handing me another wine.

"If I'm not going to surrender my virginity to a guy before I'm married, why surrender it to a machine? A guy would be preferable and I'm not doing it with him, so I won't do it with the other."

"Surrender your virginity?" Sydney asked.

"Yeah, I mean I guess I still have my hymen. I haven't done anything which I thought would break it. Hopefully, it means Tanner will pop my cherry."

They all burst out laughing. Sydney and Taylor were doubled up they were laughing so hard and it didn't sound like Maria or Donna could catch their breath. Cheyenne was hiccuping. Tiffany patted me on the shoulder and I turned to look at her.

"Oh, honey, you're talking about one of these things," and she pulls this ten inch monstrosity out of her purse and waves it in front of my nose. "I suppose if you fucked yourself with one of these, you'd pop your cherry." There was another wave of laughter and I had to smile, even if I was the source of all their laughter. "But not all toys are this big. Some toys are much smaller and will leave your hymen intact for Tanner." There was a lot more giggling and tittering. "I think it's time the bride-to-be opens up her presents, don't you girls?"

"Hell yes," Yvonne said, "but I haven't asked Brooke my question yet."

"What is it?" I asked.

"Have you tasted yourself on your fingers?"

Everyone looked at me again, waiting for my answer. You could have heard a pin drop.

I grinned at her and said, "Yes, I have."

"You go girl," Erin said. "You're halfway lezzie already."

"Whatever made you decide to taste yourself?" Yvonne asked.

"I had to know what I'd taste like when Tanner finally licked my cunt." I hated using that word, but God, I needed to get a few quick digs back.

Everyone started laughing again, whooping it up.

"Just wait until you taste yourself on Tanner's big dick, Brooke," Taylor said.

I said, "Huh," and they all started laughing harder.

Donna stopped laughing long enough to say, "You ain't never tasted pussy as good as your pussy on his prick, honey, and that's God's honest truth."

"Let me hear you say, Amen, sisters," Cheyenne said.

"Amen," six or seven voices said.

Surely they weren't thinking I would suck his penis after he made love to me, were they? I hoped not. Everyone retrieved their gifts for me.

"I'd like to propose a rule before Brooke starts opening her gifts," Tiffany said. "I think Brooke needs to model or try out any of our gifts to her for us. All in favor, raise your hand."

Nine hands shot up. Mine the only one not wiggling at the top of an upraised arm. "I'll agree on one condition," I said. "I'm not going to do any sex act, no matter what kind of gift I get, so if one of you is giving me a strap-on, don't expect me to use it on anyone; or for it to get used on me. Not going to happen."

"Shit!" Erin said, "there goes my gift."

Everyone laughed again. I smiled at her. "I'll open your gift first then."

She handed me her gift wrapped box. It didn't rattle when I shook it which surprised me considering what I thought it was. Awfully light, too. I opened it up and it wasn't a strap-on. It was a gorgeous, soft filmy, negligee and robe set.

"Surprise!" Erin said.

I held it up, showing everyone. "Erin, this is beautiful, thank you."

"You're welcome. You have to try it on, remember."

"I will. I'll model all the clothes together after I've opened everything up. It's lovely."

Suki handed me her gift next. I shook this one and it rattled. "So you're the one who gave me the strap-on."

"Open it and see," Suki said.

Nope, it wasn't one either. There was a length of rope, a collar, a leash, some fur lined hand-cuffs, a mask or blindfold of some kind and a soft leather, multi-stranded whip. Something else which looked like two clamps with a chain between them. I held it up and showed everyone and they all started laughing again.

"Thank you, I think. What is this?"

"It's a bondage kit," Shizuko replied.

I must have had a confused look on my face. "Surely you know about bondage?" Sydney said.

"I don't think so," I replied.

"You never read 'Fifty Shades of Gray' or saw the movie?" Sydney asked.

"I've heard of it, obviously, but no, I never read or saw it. This is related to that?"

"Kind of," Suki said. "It's for being tied up so your partner can have their way with you."

I asked Suki, "Do you like to be tied up?"

"There is something very exciting about being totally under the control of another person," Suki said. "Confined, unable to see, not knowing what will happen next. My orgasms are very intense when Erin does this with me." She turned to Erin and kissed her deeply.

I held up the whip up. "And you let Erin hit you with this? Isn't this physical abuse?"

"I suppose it could be, if she were trying to hurt me. If I did not climax so hard. Erin is very skilled. There is some pain, certainly, but far more pleasure for me."

"What's this thing for?" I asked holding up the chain thing.

"Nipple clamps," Taylor said. "Nice ones, too. They look adjustable."

"I've got to ask. How many of you girls have tried this bondage stuff?"

Tiffany, Taylor, Yvonne, Sydney and Cheyenne all raised their hands in addition to Suki and Erin. Maria and Donna did not.

Maria said, "I'm not opposed to it, on philosophical grounds. It requires a great deal of trust in your partner. Since I'm not usually with anyone very long, it's hard to develop this trust."