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Subject: {ASSM} NEW The Security Camera Sees All Pt.1 by Victor Ramierez (M/F, oral, blackmail)
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Warning: This file contains depictions of adult sexual situations, it also
contains  blackmail and semi-consentual situations. If it is illegal for
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The Security Camera Sees All
by Victor Ramierez


Chapter 1

Tom couldn't believe his eyes, "At last," he thought to himself.
He watched intently, as on the monitor before him, Debbie began to remove
her clothing. 
"I knew those two were up to something. I've finally caught them," he
thought, slapping his knee in triumph.


Tom Mankien was the security guard here at National Power, and during the
day shift he had the great job of watching the security cameras. In the 15
years he had been here he had never seen anything of any interest on the
screens. A few of the other guys had caught the odd secretary bonking their
boss late at night, but not much of that went on during the day so Tom was
left watching people wander aimlessly up and down corridors and sit
pointlessly at their desks all day.
Tom was happy that his suspicions were correct, and Debbie was indeed on
with Mark the general maintenance supervisor. Debbie was about 32 years
old, very curly shoulder length dark brown hair with a small build, lightly
tanned skin, and a little over average height. She was also married. Mark
was the blonde jock that all the girls loved. He was in his late 20s,
tanned and muscular. Tom could see why the girls went after Mark, but
usually they didn't do it during his shift.
Tom had seen the two of them sneaking around together for a few weeks and
had heard the rumours about them. Until now it had only been rumour. Tom
had been keeping an eye on them, mainly to keep himself amused, in the
hopes he would catch them doing something. He hadn't expected the
motherloade though. 


Debbie had now slipped her short, thin strapped summer dress off, and was
wearing only her high heeled shoes and her matching lacy mauve bra and
panties. She had pulled the cups of her bra down to expose both of her
smallish tits. Kneeling on the floor in front of Mark, she had opened his
work overalls and had pulled his hard cock out of his boxers and was giving
it the blowjob of a lifetime.


Tom had seen Debbie get up from her desk in the front office of the
Company, and make her way to the back of the building where the maintenance
employees were based. Mark was tinkering with something in the back of his
station wagon, and Debbie approached him quickly from behind. The two of
them quietly made their way through the building, and using Mark's pass
keys had slipped into the communications area. This was where all the phone
lines and data lines flowed in and out of the building, and was one of the
most  restricted zones in the entire company. He could get them both fired
just for being in there without permission, let along for the fact they
were now fucking like rabbits on the floor behind the cabinets.


After a few moments of having Debbie suck his cock  Mark was seized with a
sense of urgency, at any moment someone could walk in on them so they had
to be quick about this. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet,
leading her quickly behind the cabinets, where they would hopefully be out
of sight. Mark lay down on the ground and grabbed his cock in his right
hand and began to pump it up and down. Debbie gave him a wicked grin,
squatted over it, pulled her panties to one side exposing her brunette
pussy, and with one movement sank her sopping wet snatch down over his rock
hard member. 
"We've got to be quick Deb, someone could come in." moaned Mark.
Debbie gave him another wicked grin and began to ride his cock like a
bucking bronco.


Tom was so glad that he had been recording this from the moment he'd seen
Debbie get up out of her chair. It was like his own miniature porno film.
These new security camera even had zoom on them so he could get right in
close to the action, or get a close up of her face when she hit rock bottom
and squealed. Wait until the guys saw this! He was going to be the King. He
would have to be discreet though, Mark and Debbie could get fired for this
if anyone found out. A new thought crossed his mind and he smiled an evil
smile. He had suddenly realised that he could be more than a King with the
other security guards. A sudden squeal of delight snapped his attention
back to the screen.


Debbie was now slamming her pussy down hard and fast, she could feel her
orgasm building and she knew he wouldn't be far behind. With one final
thrust she rammed her pelvis down hard against his and as his cock spread
her pussy wide again, she came with a squeal of delight.


Mark could feel her pussy muscles spasming as she came, he couldn't hold on
any longer. Quickly he lifted her off himself, and stood up. He shoved his
cock back into her mouth, and she began to greedily suck on it. After a few
moments of that he began to shoot his hot come down her throat. A few more
thrusts later and his geyser was easing off and then came to a stop. He
slumped back against the wall to recover.
"Hmmmm, yummy," purred Debbie as she eagerly licked her lips, and smiled up
at Mark.


Mark quickly did up his overalls and headed for the door, while Debbie sat
contentedly on the floor.
"Hurry up, we could get caught," said Mark, motioning for her to get
dressed. "Give me a call next time Peter's out of town. I'll come over for
the weekend," said Mark with a grin as he opened the door, looked around
and slipped out.


Tom had waited patiently across the corridor staying just out of sight,
until Mark walked quickly past and away from the Communications area. Tom
went over and quietly opened the door and slipped into the room. He made
his way to the cabinets and looked down at Debbie as she lazily pulled her
bra cups back up over her breasts.
"UUUH HUUUM,"  said Tom loudly clearing his throat.
With a look of horror Debbie snapped out of her haze and looked up at the
man standing next to her. 
"Just what is it you're doing in here miss?"
"Umm, well it's not what it looks like," mumbled Debbie as she desperately
tried to slip her dress back on without standing up properly.
"I'm sure," said Tom sarcastically. "Get your dress on and follow me."


Debbie was caught, she knew she could be fired for being caught in this
room. Why did this guy think she was undressed, had he seen Mark, what did
he think was going on?
She stood and slipped the straps back over her shoulders, and made her way
to the door where the security guy was waiting.
"I am just about to finish my break, I need to get back to my desk,"
pleaded Debbie.
"I think we should go and have a talk first, and when we're finished you
may not have a desk anymore," said Tom ominously.


Quickly he led her back up the stairs to his office. He motioned her inside
and closed the door behind her, and without her noticing, locked it, just
in case. He sat down in his chair in front of the bank of four monitors set
in the control console, and pulled another chair over for her to sit in.
Quietly she sat down, not knowing what to do next.
"You realise what sort of trouble you're in?" asked Tom, deciding to drive
the point home early.
"Um, well you see...."
"I could have you fired for being in the restricted area," said Tom,
cutting her off.
"No, please! I wasn't trying to cause any trouble, really," said Debbie
frantically.
"I think I'll be the judge of what you were up to. Where's that tape?"
asked Tom as he reached forwards and pressed rewind on the console.
Debbie looked like a rabbit in the headlights, apparently she hadn't
realised that there was a security camera in the room.
What was she going to do?


The tape clicked on and began with the door to the communications area
opening (Tom didn't want her to see that he'd followed her from her desk,
so he didn't go back that far). She watched herself and Mark walk into the
room and saw herself strip off. Before she knew it she was on her knees
sucking Mark's cock as the camera caught every cum inducing second. She was
horrified and couldn't bear to look at the security guard next to her. He
left the tape running as she saw herself climb on board Mark's cock and
begin pounding away for all she was worth.


"I think that explains just what you were doing in there, that's very
serious. Two firing offences in one incident. I think I'd better ring Mr
Chesterson, and then I'll get your husband, Peter isn't it, to come and
collect you," said Tom, pleased with the way he'd slipped in the double
whammy. She could get fired, and he was going to tell her husband.
"No please! It wasn't how it looks. I'm not in love with Peter any more, I
love Mark. Please have a heart, haven't you been in love?" pleaded Debbie.
"How do I know you're not just saying anything to try and get yourself out
of this. Why should I put my neck on the line for you? I could get fired
for letting you two get away with this if anyone ever found out," said Tom
in mock seriousness.
"Please, I'll make it up to you," begged Debbie.
"How?"
"I can pay you, not a lot but I'll give you what I can."
"Well that's a good start, what else?"
Debbie's mind was racing she had expected to get off that easily, money
worked, but this guy had her over a barrel and he knew it.
"What do you want?" she asked, half knowing the answer already.
"Well all this animal passion has me a bit aroused. You caused it so I
think you can do something about it," he said pointing down at the tent in
his pants.
Debbie could see he was serious, and that he was now thinking with his
dick. There would be no reasoning with him.
Dropping her head in defeat, Debbie stared at her feet. She stared at her
shoes for what seemed like an eternity before finally deciding what to do. 
"Alright, what do you want me to do?"
"Suck it. Suck it all the way down your throat you little cocksucker."
He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, grabbed her arm and guided
her down onto the floor under the desk.
Debbie sat eye to eye with his enraged cock, and then quietly took it in
her mouth and began to suck on it.
Tom couldn't believe this was happening, he couldn't believe she'd actually
gone for it. He had half feared that she'd try to run off and go to the
boss, Mr Chesterson, and drop him in it. But she'd bought his act and was
now giving him a fantastic blowjob. He was on a goldmine here.


Debbie was using all of her skill to try and get this guy to come as
quickly as possible, she didn't like the idea of sucking his cock, but she
couldn't afford to be sacked either. She slowly sucked on the tip of it,
before running her tongue along the underside of it. She then slurped the
whole length of it back into her mouth and ran her tongue around it as he
guided her head back and forth, face fucking her.
Tom sat enjoying this for a few minutes, and then realised he had better
get her back to her desk before she did get fired. He grabbed her head with
both hands and sped her movements up, and he could feel the cum boiling up
in his balls getting ready to erupt out into her throat.
"I'm gonna cum bitch, swallow mine like you did his," ordered Tom.
Debbie really didn't want to swallow some stranger's cum, but she was in no
position to argue with him. His hips were raising up now in time with her
movements and with a sudden groan he grabbed her head and held it down over
his cock as deeply as it would go. He threw his head back and she felt the
jets of hot sticky cum splashing out before running down her throat. His
cum eased off after a few moments and he let go of her head and she sat
back.

"That was great. You're a good cocksucker, must be all the practice," said
Tom with a grin pointing at the tape that was playing again.
He happily slipped his cock back into his pants and zipped his trousers up.
"Get back to your desk, I'll sort it out with your supervisor."
Debbie gave him a glare for the cocksucker remark, and then made her way
out as he opened the door for her.
"I'll be in touch," he said as he closed the door behind her.
"What!" she thought. She had assumed that would be the end of it, how far
did he think she would let this go. 


After calling her supervisor and explaining that she'd been up helping him
with some clerical problems, Tom sat back contentedly in his chair. The
tape machine stopped rewinding and he reached out and pressed play. Happily
he watched as Debbie slid under the desk and began to suck his dick, all in
front of the security camera behind him. His Debbie collection was growing.

To be continued.

Copyright 2002 Victor Ramierez 
lovecannibal@yahoo.com

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