Me: Aren’t you done with me yet?!
As I texted back to this stranger. I was in a conference room. We were having a meeting about the updated building policies where our company is located at. It’s been a tough year due to this pandemic, and the last thing you would want to worry about is a nutty stalker who threatens of blackmailing me about my indecent ill-doings to my husband.
Stalker: No. I will tell you when it’s over! Ginawa mo ba yung pinagagawa ko sa’yo?
Me: Yes! Now what?!
Even if it was chilly inside the conference room, I could feel my mouth sweating behind the black-colored, cotton mask. I was having a hard time breathing due to anxiety, and I wished I could take it off for a brief moment. But my bosses are there with me, and it is vital that we all follow the house rules. Otherwise, there will be sanctions.
Down to my lower body was a different story. My legs were tightly crossed, preventing the cold wind to come inside my pencil skirt. I was trembling down there. Inside my laced panties was a pink, small, battery-operated, vibrating rabbit, stuffed inside my cunt. The asshole stalker demanded it. Failure to comply will result in a catastrophic scandal. Something, I think, I would never recover from. Hence, I obliged against my will.
Stalker: Turn the vibrator on… Hehe!
Me: No, not here, please?!
Stalker: Hm… Ayaw mo?! You know what’s going to happen, right?
Me: Ugh! I fucking hate you!!
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It’s a damn good question if you’re going to ask how I ended up like this…
Normally, when I receive these kinds of random messages from strangers, I completely ignore them from the get-go. But this one is different. This guy is so relentless that he knew all of my social media accounts, private number, as well as my damn email address! It started when he first sent me a message on messenger. When I neglected him there, he tried his luck on Snapchat, then Viber, then Twitter. Same guy, same messages. Then, the last straw was on my private number. That’s when I confronted him.
Me: Who’s this??! And how did you know my number?
I was already in bed at that time. I hid it from my husband because I didn’t want to make a scene and make him worry. Besides, I just need to know who’s been stalking me, and then, block his number afterwards. Well, that was the plan.
Stalker: Hindi naman importante kung sino ako. Basta hindi mo ako kilala. Hehe!
Me: I swear, if you don’t stop, I will report you!
Stalker: How? Eh hindi mo naman ma-tetrace itong number ko. And you don’t know me, how would you report it? LOL!
Me: Ok, fine!
After that short exchange, I immediately blocked his number. I was so annoyed that my husband noticed my sudden change of mood. He asked if I am okay, I briefly said, yes. Then, tucked my head underneath the pillow to call it a day. Though it got me thinking and I couldn’t fucking sleep that night! I picked up my phone and searched the guy’s number on everything, but no trace of his identity whatsoever. It was very frustrating and quite frightening at the same time because I have no idea who or what kind of person I was dealing with.
The next day, I was in the supermarket with my husband. A new unknown number suddenly rang my phone while we were lining up at the cashier. I was reluctant to answer the call because I have a big hunch it was the stalker.
“Hun, hindi mo ba sasagutin yan?”, my husband asked.
“No, Hun, it’s not important naman.”
“Sino ba yan?”
“Ah, uhm, from the bank lang siguro. Unregistered number eh.”
That was a bad decision on my part. I should have told my husband at the point. But I thought I would be able to handle the situation by just continuing to ignore the stranger, and let the fiasco die out on its own. That was a horrible mistake I made, which eventually, be a vital turning point in my life.
As soon as I got in the car, I received a text message from him…
Stalker: You can’t get rid of me that easily. Anong akala mo sakin, walang pambili ng bagong sim? Haha!
Me: Who the fuck are you ba kasi?? And what do you want from me??
This guy was starting to get into my skin! Instead of blocking his new number, I let it pass so I could exchange very verbal conversations with him. And the goal here was to try to get his real identity so I could report him to the police. Stalkers succeed only if you entertain them. And because I wanted to exploit him, I took the gamble and opened up a gateway that would allow him to be dominant over me.
Stalker: All I want is to play with you. Trip na trip kasi kita, Anna. Matagal na kitang inaasam-asam.
Me: Why do you think that I would play your game??!
Stalker: Alam ba ng asawa mo na nakikipagusap ka sakin?
Me: No, and you wouldn’t matter naman kaya I couldn’t care less kung malaman niya o hindi.
Stalker: How can you be so sure, Anna? Does he know your dirty little secrets in the past? Hehe!
That got me stunned for a bit! How could he possibly know about my past? It’s not like I killed someone, but it was an illicit behavior that happened weeks before I got married. Only my best friend knew about it. It’s a very well-kept secret until a random someone was trying to use it against me. I really thought he was only bluffing. Urged him to tell my husband everything.
Me: You don’t know anything! Go ahead, sabihin mo sa kanya kung ano nalalaman mo! Dahil for sure, you don’t know shit!
Stalker: Haha! Sige, let me send your husband something…
Shortly after, I heard my husband’s phone pinged. My heart beat so fast!
“Hun, sino nag-text sayo?”, I quickly questioned.
As he looked over his phone’s screen, he read it to me…
“Unknown number eh. Nakalagay lang ‘EDSA Shang’? Not sure what the means…”
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! The stalker really knows about it! I was startled! Didn’t want my husband to know what went down in EDSA Shang. For sure it would be a great disaster for our marriage!
“Uhm, baka wrong send lang, Hun?”
“Yeah, probably.”
Me: What the fuck were you thinking?? Please leave my husband out of my own mess!
As I hurriedly sent the stalker a message…
Stalker: Sabi ko naman sayo, diba? It’s either you play this game with me or say goodbye to your lovely marriage. Haha!
Me: You don’t know what’s going to happen, because I can say sorry to him. So still, I won’t play your game!
Stalker: Maybe. Pero ano naman kaya masasabi ng pamilya mo or ng pamilya ng asawa mo? Or ng iba mong friends? Do you think they’re going to like what you did?
Me: Damn you! UGH! Ano ba talagang gusto mo?? I will do it as long as you leave all of them alone!
Stalker: Ayan! Now we’re talking, Anna… Kasama mo asawa mo ngayon, diba?
Me: Yes, why?
Stalker: I want you to blow him off. As in, at this moment, gusto kong makita kung paano ka sumubo ng titi…
Me: Are you fucking serious?! And if I don’t do it?
Stalker: Then, you know what I’m capable of doing. Now, I want you to take a pic tapos send mo sakin sa Telegram. I’ll give you my handle para doon mo ma-send. Are we clear?
Me: Just this one time and you’ll leave me be?
Stalker: Yes, Anna.
I put my phone down and looked at my husband. We were still on our way home. It was traffic. I caressed his arms while it was resting on the center console of our car. He took my hand and held it. His eyes graced at me and said “I love you!”. I responded back with the same words. Deep inside tho, I felt some guilt. My husband doesn’t have any clue what was happening. But I need to do what I got to do.
“Hun, I want this!”, as I put my right hand on his pants.
“Woah, really? As in, now na?”
“Yes…”
My hand quickly went to work and unzipped his fly and button. I clutched his still-sleeping cock until it got rock solid. My bodyweight transferred onto his side so my head could reach his erected manhood. Fixed my hair to the side, took a speedy taste of its helmet, then plunged my mouth on my husband’s stiff rod. Heard him gasped and slightly gripped my neck. I sucked my husband as lavishly as I could. Putting it in and out of my watery opening. Re-used my right hand to cuddle its sacks, as it synced with the movement of my head. I was so into it even if I was only forced to do so.
“Hun, ang sarap! Ugh!”
The deed got me surprisingly wet down there. I was turned on by the way I was doing it. Not for my husband, but for the stalker. I repositioned my knees and arched my lower body up a little bit. My ass was almost sticking out on the passenger side’s window view. If there’s an SUV or a bus beside it, you could clearly see it from outside. Our car is not heavily tinted so, other people will easily see us. We both didn’t mind though. I just want to get over it.
“Wait, Hun…”, as I sat straight to get my phone.
I almost forgot what the asshole stranger asked of me to do. Swiped my phone to the left to open the camera. Went back to my hubby’s cock and continued munching it while recording. My husband didn’t mind at all. He might be confused but his lust was overpowering it. Recorded a quick 10-second video and turned it off. I was holding my phone while blowing my husband. He returned the favor and reached for my butt. He slid his fingers inside my cotton shorts and passed through my underwear. Felt his finger brushed of the wetness surrounding my pussy before inserting it inside me.
“Grabe, Hun, basang-basa ah…”
I went on. Giving it all. Swirled my tongue around its tip, alternately pulling it in and out. I could feel his cock’s muscles getting bigger. Mustering all the juices up. I proceeded more harshly. More aggressively. More passionately. Pre-cum came out of it for a brief moment. My mouth vacuumed it in my throat.
“Hun, cumming…”
Immediately got out from him and he used his hand to jack his load out.
“AAAAHHH!! SHHEETT!!”
It was an explosion of a handful, creamy cum. It was all over my husband’s shirt. Got the tissue from the glove box to help him clean up. Had to get back to my seat and put my belt back on. Grabbed my phone and immediately texted the stalker that it’s done. Opened my TG and secretly sent him the video with the caption “Don’t ever bother us again!”. I never waited for him to read my message but for sure he received it. Blocked him after the deal was finished. Somehow, I felt some relief. Looked back at my husband and he was still smiling. We were both sharing some laughs. There was a brief moment of relief because I knew deep inside, it won’t last long.
A few days later, the stalker made his presence felt again. By using another unknown number, he rang my phone…
“I thought you’ll leave me along na?!”, as I answered annoyingly.
“And I did, for that day, diba? Nagparamdam ba ako after? Hehe!”
I was driving to the mall that day to run some errands. Pulled over to the side so I could talk to him safely…
“Let’s finish this once and for all, please! Ano ba talaga gusto mo?! C’mon! Let’s meet na lang if you want me!”
“Anna, sshh! Makikipagkita ka, tapos ano? Entrap mo ko para makulong ako? I’m not stupid, Anna!”
“So, what the hell do you want from me??!!”
“As I’ve told you, I want you to play my game. You just have to follow everything you’re told to. Simple as that, Anna.”
“Fuck you! I don’t wanna play your stupid game anymore!!”, as I hang up the phone and threw it on the passenger seat.
I was so enraged! Couldn’t contain my irritation towards him! Took a series of deep breaths to ease my stress. I was lounging on my seat, just watching the cars passed by along the road. I was thinking of how I can get rid of him. For sure, he will never stop haunting me. The thought of just telling everything to my husband crossed my mind, but I wasn’t ready for that yet. I was so afraid I might lose my marriage over a thing that happened in the past. I wasn’t sure if he’ll ever forgive me. Hence, the hesitation.
Suddenly, there was a beep from my phone. It was a TG message…
Stalker: Remember this, Anna? The video you sent me?
It was a screenshot of the video I recorded from the deed with my husband.
Stalker: Look at your face here. Kitang-kita. Hehe! Gusto mo bang ikalat ko na ‘to ngayon sa mga friends mo?
Argh! How can I be so stupid?! I was so careless! I wasn’t thinking!
Me: No, you won’t! I don’t fucking believe you!
He sent another screenshot after that, this time, it was taken from FB messenger with the names of some of my friends in a drafted group chat window. The video was already attached and just waiting to be sent out!
I called him right away…”Fucking don’t, please! Stop!”
“You should know by now that I can do this without second thoughts, Anna… It’s your call…”
“Ok, fine! Ok! Just please, don’t send it!”, I pleaded.
“Ok, then, I won’t. Hehe! Mukhang nasa labas ka ah, saan punta mo?”
“What do you care?”
“C’mon, Anna, you can do better than that…”
“Mall…”
“Perfect! Ano suot mo?”
“Why??”
“Anna, you just have to answer the question… Don’t complicate things…”
“Wow! So ironic…”
“Anna, I am not going to ask again, ano suot mo ngayon?”
“Jogging pants. Shirt.”
“Nice! Tight ba yang pants mo?”
“Oo!”
“Ok, good! When you get in the mall, I want you to take off your underwear. Both panty and bra.”
“Gago ka ba?! Why would I do that??”
“Do it or else… Call me when you’re at the parking lot…”, as he hung up.
Couldn’t believe this was happening. It really sucks that I couldn’t do anything. I proceeded to drive to the mall. After 10 minutes or so, I arrived at the building parking lot. Checked the surroundings before I removed my undies. I was still appalled at what has become of me. Never felt so powerless in my entire life until those awful days!
“Done removing it!”, as I called him.
“Good! Now proceed on what you’re going to do in the mall.”
“So, gusto mong maglakad-lakad ako sa loob ng walang underwear?!”
“You’re a smart woman, Anna… Hehe!”
“UGH! Fuck!”
“Oh, before I forget, send me pics…”
Grabbed my mask and face shield, hopped off the car, and started walking towards the mall entrance. It felt so fucking awkward not wearing anything underneath. As soon as I got inside, I went straight to the comfort room to have a quick look at myself through the mirror. At the top, it wasn’t so bad as my shirt is thick. My nipples weren’t popping out, thank God. But down there, jeez, my cameltoe was fucking showing! The pants I wore were a slim fit. Thus, my vagina was very obviously visible! That might have been the most uncomfortable mall experience I’ve ever had!
Began my errands shortly after taking quick snapshots. This time, I cropped my face off before sending it to him. First went to a clothing store to return some items. There was a sales lady who noticed me, or should I say, my cameltoe. God knows what she was thinking about me, but I didn’t mind her and moved on. Then, I was going to check some watches up on the next level. I remembered there were two guys in front of me on the escalator who was kinda gossipy talking. I was pretty sure they were chatting about my cameltoe. Even though I couldn’t see their smiles, due to face masks, it was absolute that they were discreetly having some devilish thoughts.
Stalker: Nice pics, Anna! So, how is it?
As the guy messaged me on TG…
Me: Fucking irritating!
Stalker: Haha! Don’t mind it, you look so hot! Ang tambok ng puki mo, shit!
Me: Are you happy now??
Stalker: Going there, Anna.
Me: Wow ah! Going there? Buti pa yung dalawang lalaki dito mukhang masaya na sa nakikita nila!
Stalker: Oh, really? Shit, that’s very arousing!
Me: Are you mentally ill? Seriously!
Stalker: I’m just a guy who has the most affection towards you, Anna.
Me: What now? I’m almost done here.
He didn’t reply so I went on. After a quick visit to the watch shop, I hurriedly went back to my car. As soon as I got in, he called me…
“Anna, nasa loob ka pa ng mall?”
“No. Nasa car nako.”
“Don’t put your undies back.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Basta! Drive home and put me on speaker.”
Oh well, as always, I did what he asked. Drove off the lot to go home…
“Nakalabas ka na ba ng parking?”
“Yes! Now tell me what I need to do next? Nakakairita na, sa totoo lang!”
“Chill ka lang, Anna. Hehe!”, with his very annoying voice. “Sa next stoplight na madaanan mo, huminto ka at magtawag ka ng takatak boy. Ibigay mo sa kanya ang panti at bra mo.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?!”
“No, Anna, I’m not fucking kidding…”
Wow! I was just in disbelief! His fetishes are just so out of this world! Jesus Christ!
“Just keep the line open, I’ll wait…”
Few meters away from the mall, I came across an intersection. It was a halt due to traffic. Tried to look for a street vendor and easily found one. I honked my horn twice to get his attention. He hastily came by my side so I slightly put my window down so I could just sneak out my undies. I was handing it over to him.
“Ma’am, ano po ito?”, the Kuya was baffled.
“Just take it, Kuya. Sige na, please!”
Kuya, who was I think in his 30’s, got my underwear and slowly came to realize what I gave him.
“Wow! Ayos to ah! Ma’am, thank you!”, with a big smile on his face.
I closed my window and very timely, the traffic moved, so I sped off. Took a quick glance at my rear-view mirror to check Kuya. I was shaking my head. That was just, I didn’t even know how to explain it, a very, very bizarre thing to do.
“Very good, Anna! Great job!”, as the man talked over the phone.
“Shut the fuck up!”
“Now, go home to your husband at sana hindi niya mapansing wala kang suot na panloob. Hehe! Bye!”
After the call, I just shouted like hell! I was screaming in anger! I was thumping the steering wheel so hard! I hated myself for being submissive without even giving out a fight! Then, tears started falling down my eyes. I wasn’t crying, it was due to an overwhelmingly stressful time of my life. I didn’t have any choice. Or maybe I had, but opted to be a slave for this fucking stranger!
As soon as I come home, I looked for my husband. He was in his “office”. Since this pandemic began, he has been working from home.
“Hello, Hun!”, greeted him by the door.
“Hi! Kumain ka na?”
“No, I’m not hungry…”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
I just stared at him while slowly closing the door. Came in front of him while he was on his chair. Sat on his lap and kissed him very passionately. Searched for his tongue and sucked it. He did the same. We both moaned mutely. Inhaled some heated air through our mouths. I felt his manhood got erected very swiftly. Carefully danced my hips forward and back to glazed his cock on my excited pussy. His hands pulled my shirt up just to notice I wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Hun, you were not wearing a bra?”, he abruptly asked.
“Ssshhh!”, just kept his mouth shut as I lounged my lips on his.
Hubby began caressing my breasts and then pinched my nipples hard. My movement became bolder. I was dry humping him harder. I could feel my wetness spreading on my pants. His kisses were carried over my boobs. His hand made it rounded by squeezing it, then, vigorously engulfed it with his mouth. I was so horny. Why did I suddenly felt the urge to be fucked?
I got off from my husband’s lap to remove my shoes and pants. Fortunately, he didn’t notice that my panties were missing. I then pulled his shorts and briefs down. Went back on top of him, held his rod, and guided it inside my dripping flower. Pushed my body down and started grinding on him. He went back on eating my boobs while I savored the stiffness of my hubby’s manhood.
“Oooohhhhh!”, I moaned.
It wasn’t that long before I reached my climax. It has been boiling inside me since I was in the mall. Felt really good! Something I haven’t experienced for a long time. Hubby put me on top of his office desk. He turned me around and penetrated me from behind. He grabbed me by the shirt and kissed my nape. His cock was so fucking agile! So relentless on parting my pussy lips with its thrusts.
“AAAAH, FUCK, HUN!!”
He pulled out and exploded his cum all over my butt. Hubby removed his shirt to wipe it off. We both sat back on his chair and slowly recovered. My plan was to tell him after our sex, but my fear got into me again. Thus, I kept the lies inside, hoping to get the courage someday. But that time will not come any time soon as I still have to overcome another problem – being a slave of lust.