David Madsen found her in the bathroom of Joyce's diner, exactly where her text said she'd be. She was waiting for him next to one of the sinks with a cocky smirk on her face, holding up the phone in her hand playing the video.
It was a short video, but told a long story. The shaking footage featured the older security guard of Blackwell academy tied and gagged to a chair in Chloe's room while she busily sucked him off until he came all over her face, displaying herself to the camera covered in his white seamen.
The punk girl had recorded it a few days ago back when Max and her had her step douche captive for an afternoon, which then turned into a long and passionate day with her best friend while he watched them. About halfway through Max had to step out to use the bathroom so Chloe took the opportunity to capture this piece of evidence that the ex army man was a pervert. The best part was she framed it beautifully so everyone watching could tell he was the one tied up making the humiliation perfect.
David glared at his step daughter coldly as she waved the phone in front of his gaze, smiling in confident glee. "Not a bad porn film, if I do say so myself" she jested, putting her phone away.
"Okay Chloe" David said, his voice radiating calm and control just like he'd been trained. Never show weakness to the enemy. "What do you want?"
"What do I want?"
"You obviously kept the video for your own reasons" David continued, "but you wouldn't have asked me to meet you here in a public yet private place unless you had demands. I'm assuming you mean to blackmail me?"
"Blackmails such a…" Chloe stopped and broke into a grin. "Okay, Yeah. I am. Blackmailing You is going to be the highlight of my day."
David nodded but wasn't surprised. "So what do you want?"
Chloe shrugged. "What doesn't any good blackmailer want?"
He shook his head. Unoriginal. How did I get bested by this bitch? "Money?" He clarified. "What for? Your drug habit?"
"Let's just say I have bills that need paying" Chloe said, her tone and glare indicating she had no intention of explaining further. "200, and I delete the video right here."
David narrowed his eyes, unsure to whether to believe her. "And if I refuse?"
"Then I upload this to every social media site I know. I'm sure it get a lot of hits, and go down well with the school board. I know I'm an ex student at Blackwell, but questions will be asked." She paused to lean in and whisper "and you did technically also fuck an actually student. Or did max fuck you? Either way, if you don't get arrested you will defiantly get fired."
David stood silently while she listed off her threats, quietly fuming at the situation. Chloe was a punk and am overconfident ass, but she was still clever. She would have a back up video and contingencies. More alarmingly though is she hated David, so there was no reason to believe she hadn't already uploaded the video just to see him fired.
However, this confrontation seemed to have more vital information. She needed money, hence the extortion. She'll probably be back for more, but he can handle that when the time comes.
So without another word he reached into his back pocket, pulled out his wallet and retrieved the amount she had asked for. Her eyes widened as the cash was retrieved, surprised he actually folded. That was probably the whole point. She figured I'd resist so she could watch my reaction as she tarnished my reputation. I guess the jokes on her.He held out the money to her and she reached out for it, but his hand pulled back at the last second. "The video?" He challenged, still uncertain whether she'd hold up her end.
She rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, showing him the screen as she tapped delete. "Satisfied?" She asked as she snatched the payoff from his hand, counting the notes as he turned to leave. "Hold up a second" she called after him as he reached the door.
"More extortion?" He quivered, glancing back at him with his hand on the door.
"Actually" she replied pocketing the money and standing up straight to address him. "A proposition."
He turned back to face her, raising an eyebrow. Now what is she up to?
"Thing is, I still need money" Chloe admitted. David huffed and made to leave but she quickly explained "How would feel if I earned the next payment? See despite how…compromising the video was, we both know you enjoyed the whole thing. And between you and me, I kinda was hoping to get more than a blowjob out of you. So…why don't we just do it?"
"Do what?" David asked, making sure he was understanding her sly proposal correctly.
Chloe sighed as she spell it out clearly for him. "You want to fuck my brains out. I need the cash. So if you pay up another 200, I'll let you shag me right here in this bathroom."
David let go of the door and spun around to face her, examining her face for any sign of deception. But her expression appeared genuine. "You're serious" he said quietly. He should be repulsed at the suggestion, but he could already feel his blood rushing to his groin. He walked forward cautiously, keeping his gaze on her as he approached, towering over the punk. "You would prostitute yourself off just to get money? Must be desperate."
"It's not like I'm curb crawling on street corners" Chloe scoffed. "The deals for you only. You get to scratch an itch, I get paid. And have sex. It's a win win." Chloe's blue eyes glanced down at the tenting crotch in his pants, masking a smirk as she turned away. "Look, if your not interested fine. Just leave and we'll call it a day. And just so we're clear, it's a limited time offer so make up your mind fast."
She stopped by the stall and cross her her arms, waiting for an answer as the older man stood there dumbstruck. His training had never prepared him for such a confrontation, his gut telling him to walk away, return to his wife, be done with the bitch.
But instead he took a deep breath, looked her in the eyes as she stared impatiently back, and stepped forward.
Moments later Chloe was thrown against the toilet stall door with a grunt, her fingers curling over the rim while her step-dad plowed his dick into her from behind. "Harder" she screamed, the locked door rattling from every thrust.
David grunted as he adjusted his grip on her waist, calloused fingers digging into her flesh as he increased the power behind his hips. He cast a quick glance to the flimsy bolt holding the door shut, questioning the integrity of the lock as he listened to the metal rocking in the punk girls grip. He put the thought aside, focusing instead of driving himself deeper into Chloe's tight dripping cunt as hard as he could.
Turned out it didn't take much convincing to get him balls deep inside Chloe's aching pussy while also parting him of a further 200 bucks. Even less effort to drag him into the nearest stall, unzip his trousers and pull her waistband down her legs so they could get down to the serious business of doggy fucking her brains out.
For David it was a simple matter of focusing all his training and discipline into delivering a harsh and severe punishment to the disobedient young woman while also venting so pent up aggression. For Chloe it was just sex. Brutal, hot, much needed cock. The fact it was her step douche was a consolation but the money was most welcome.
The security guard barely broke a sweat as he pounded into his step daughter, planting his feet firmly between her spread legs to deliver a firm, steady punishing rhythm. Chloe panted under the vigorous assault, hiding a wide grin as she moaned out from her third orgasm, her pussy clenching around his dick as he forced himself deeper, fucking through her climax until her knees started to buckle. "Had enough?" He asked her in a low, dull tone.
She blew a strand of blue hair out of her face and gave him a stern glare. "What's the matter?" She scoffed. "Getting tired old man?"
"We should stop now" he warned, pressing her against the graffiti painted metal. "Any harder and I'll dent the door, if not snap you in two."
Chloe smirked, pressing her ass against his lap as she braved herself against the frame. "I can take it."
David shrugged at her defiant confidence, moving one hand to her shoulder before resuming his assault, ramming himself with maximum force into her small cunt. The girl was prepared for the power he displayed as she cried out in alarm, stabbing pain mixing with the pleasure as he tore through her pussy violently, bruising her ass and hips from how hard he held on. "Oh fuck me…" she stammered as he pounded her, slumping against the stall door as he attempted to smash her through it.
The two of them went at it for another ten minutes, the screams and moans and grunts filling the bathroom able to be heard from the diner outside, the stall rattling from the intense beating it was caught in. By Chloe's fifth orgasm she was sweating and groaning from numb pleasure, her white knuckles clinging to the door as it was nearly forced off its hinges when David Madsen finally submitted to his burning climax, ejaculating hard into her aching bruised pussy until she couldn't take anymore, leaking between her thighs onto the dirty toilet floor.
Chloe collapsed against the creaking door gasping for air as David stood silently, still buried deep inside her as he regained his composure. Slowly pulling out of her pussy the man looked down at his whole of a stepdaughter as she weakly pulled her jeans back up over her cum stained ass, stepping back to lean against the nearby wall.
The punk girl finished fastening her jeans and wiped her face, tidying herself up as she turned to face the older man with the same cocky smirk she came in with. "Not bad for a pervert" she said coyly, patting her back pocket where she'd put away her earnings for the day.
"How does it feel knowing you sold your body like some common hooker?" David asked her in disappointment.
"How does it feel knowing you paid an 18 year old girl for sex?" Chloe fired back, shaking her head in amusement. She opened the stall door and stepped out of the toilet and walked towards the exit, looking over her shoulder to tell him "if you ever want to do it again, you know my price."
And with a final middle finger salute, she left the bathroom to renter the diner.
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