When you're famous, there's always the danger that your infidelities and misdemeanours will be caught on film and leaked to the press. For private eye Jane Frost, catching out cheating celebrities is a lucrative sideline. Once she's got her victim where she wants him she knows she can exploit him however she pleases. But she might have bitten off more than she can chew when her latest target comes barging into her office.

An anonymous office building in the quiet side of town. An unremarkable place that people pass by every day without noticing.

On the top floor private eye Jane Frost has her office. The discreet base from which her operations are carried out. A private place where she can work uninterrupted.

Celebrity Steve Cook has called Jane in a panic having been sent copies of some rather revealing photos. Cool as ever, Jane deals with him knowing she has him over a barrel.

"Yes, yes, I can see. If those pictures of your tiny penis appear in The Stun it will be hugely embarrassing for you," she says as the man on the other end of the line is almost in tears.

"It certainly would ruin your career. No-one would believe you as the Casanova in that tacky daytime soap opera. You'd be finished!" She's careful to highlight just how much trouble he's in to make him more compliant.

"But you're in luck. As it happens I know the female editor of The Stun. If you pay me £10,000 I'm sure I can get the story put on hold. You'll just have come up with a replacement story they can run."

She hangs up with a huge smile on her face. Judging by the pathetic whimpering from the phone she can expect a big fat cheque in the post. It's always satisfying when she closes a deal.

She returns to her computer and looks up when the door to her office opens.

It's Danika - back from her assignment on the Scotty Eastwood case. Judging by the grin it looks to Jane that things have gone well.

"Hey! Welcome back. How did it go at the hotel?" Jane senses another windfall coming her way. Rugby start Scotty is well known on both the front and back pages of the tabloids. He already has a reputation as a love rat but so far no one has managed to get photos.

"Oh I think we've got exactly what we wanted," replies Danika smiling. She made sure she was staying at the same hotel as the rugby team. Then it was a simple matter of seducing the gullible sportsman.

"It was almost too easy. All I had to do was flatter him a bit and let him think I was in awe of him. And all the time the arrogant fool thought he was seducing me!" Danika is very good at her job and is more than happy to be the bait in a honey trap.

"Then he invited me back to his suite and the rest was easy. I have to say - it was one of the more pleasurable assignments. He's every bit as hunky in person as he is on the pages of magazines."

She shows her boss the pictures she's taken knowing her efforts will be well rewarded. Jane is very generous with those who help her out.

"Look!" Points out Danika, "He's a big boy isn't he?" Jane readily agrees - the big rugby player has a very well developed physique.

"I wouldn't have minded a go with him myself!" Says Jane ogling the naked man on the screen. "I can't fault his sexual prowess," says Danika with a big grin on her face as she remembers her night with the star.

"Well he certainly looks like a stud. And it looks like you were having a good time," teases Jane.

"Well..." Begins Danika piquing the other woman's interest. "There was something a little odd. He'd only brought along a vibrator that he wanted to use on me!"

The two women laugh before returning their attentions to the photos. Both eagerly take in the man's masculine build and impressive sexual organs. "These photos are excellent. You can see everything! How did you manage it given that you're in them all?"

"Oh I just called in a favour from a certain bell boy I know there," says Danika with a wink. Jane is impressed - her young protégé is quickly learning the techniques to be a successful private eye.

Just then a commotion from the hallway outside makes Jane look up. Whatever is going on?

The door bursts open and an enraged Scotty Eastwood barges in. He looks suspiciously around the room - a puzzled look crossing his face when he sees the two women. He was expecting a man to be behind this operation.

He enters the room fully, his anger overflowing. "What's this I hear about you having some compromising photos of me?" He bellows.

"Damn! He must have followed me," whispers Danika, "I'm sorry Jane." But Jane isn't worried - she stares at the man calmly seeing an opportunity in the potentially awkward situation.

"That's the bitch from the hotel!" He shouts upon recognising Danika. "What the fuck is she doing here?" It takes a moment before he realises what's happened.

"I'd be very careful how I spoke if I were you," warns Danika. Jane watches with amused interest. She's dealt with plenty of angry men - they're all bluster but when it comes down to it she always gets them wrapped around her little finger.

Scotty looks down as he realises the enormity of the situation. Those photographs could get him into a lot of trouble. He'd better tread carefully.

Jane jumps from her seat, offering him her hand. "I'm Jane Frost. Dani here works for me." Her friendly greeting throws him totally.

He shakes her hand automatically. "Scotty Greenwood," he mumbles - not sure exactly what is going on here.

"Oh I know exactly who you are Mr Greenwood. I've been a fan of yours for a long time." She knows just how to play him. Keep him wrong-footed so he doesn't have time to think - then lay down her terms.

"I've been following your career and I've read every article about you." Scotty is flattered but there's something in the tone of the woman's voice that unnerves him.

"Let's have a snifter shall we? See if we can't sort this silly mess out." Jane reaches over to her filing cabinet and grabs a glass.

"Scotch and ice isn't it?" She asks, "I'm sure I read somewhere that was your preferred tipple." Scotty Eastwood is famous for his love of booze and a glass or two will help to break down his defences.

She tips the bottle to give him a generous measure. She smiles to herself. He really has no idea what he's let himself in for by coming to her office. She normally deals with these matters over the phone.

She looks up at him as she puts the lid back on. It would be a shame to waste such an opportunity now he's here.

Scotty stares back but starts to feel uncomfortable with the way she seems to be evaluating him. He should be the one taking charge of the situation yet it certainly doesn't feel like that.

"Take a seat," she indicates. Scotty finds himself doing what he is told. There's something about this confident woman that makes him feel inferior somehow.

"As you know," explains Jane, "the photos that are in our possession are worth a fortune." Scotty sits there glumly. He'd hoped to come in, wave his fists about and leave with the pictures. He wasn't expecting to run into a smart woman like Jane.

Danika and Jane watch him closely as Jane reaches for a glass for herself. They both know they have him right where they want him.

It's true that the photos of Scotty would fetch her a small fortune on the tabloid market. But money isn't everything. Jane's business is very profitable - she's not short of cash. There might be other ways Scotty can be of service to them.

She walks back to her desk and sits down. The pictures of Scotty and Danika have fired her imagination. Having a hot hunk to play with for a while might be fun.

"If those pictures fall into the wrong hands it'll cost you a very expensive divorce. Not to mention loss of sponsorship." She regards him closely to see if what she is saying is sinking in.

"So why don't we have a nice little chat about what you can offer us in return for not plastering photos of you in flagrante with my colleague on the front cover of every newspaper."

Scotty gulps. Those pictures would mean the end of his sporting career, the end of his marriage along with half of his wealth - and worst of all - an end to his Champagne lifestyle. But just what is it that she wants from him?

Scott Eastwood has so much to lose. If Jane releases the photos of him with Danika to the press it would lead to a messy and expensive divorce. Not to mention lose him his lucrative sponsorship deals. He knows the two women have him over a barrel, but it remains to be seen whether he can keep his anger in check. And what exactly is it that they have in mind for him?

Scotty sits there seething. Just who do these two women think they are? He knows he must try to remain calm. But Jane and Danika start laughing - fully aware of the power they have over the dumb sportsman.

His anger bubbles over and he leaps out of his chair ready to give the two of them a piece of his mind. He's determined to put a stop to this right now.

"Give me the photos!" He demands, staring threateningly at Jane and Danika. But the two women aren't intimidated by his bluster at all.

"You're in no position to make demands," says Danika calmly, placing her hand proprietarily on his shoulder. His aggression leaves him as he is reminded of just how much he stands to lose if he cannot come to some arrangement with them.

Danika looks him right in the eye. "We own you Mr Eastwood and don't you forget it." He can see she's deadly serious and it unnerves him.

Jane is happy for her assistant to take charge of the situation and watches with interest. "If you're nice to us then we might just make the photos disappear. But if you cross us..." She leaves the words hanging and Scotty realises that he is beaten.

"Let's all be friends," continues the women in a sultry voice. "I've been telling my boss here how fit you are - perhaps you can start by showing her what I've already seen."

"Come now... don't be shy!" Scotty doesn't know what to do. His instinct is to pull away - he certainly doesn't want to take his top off in front of these two. But as Danika starts to pull his shirt up he decides it would be better to play along. At least for now.

Jane leans forward keenly. The pictures Danika showed her have certainly got her going. But how much better to see the real thing.

Scotty doesn't resist as Danika pulls his top off over his head revealing his hard torso. He's used to being photographed topless for fashion spreads - but this is completely different.

"See? What did I tell you," says Danika to Jane. Whereas he's normally brimming with confidence, Scotty feels uncomfortable with the two women clearly evaluating him.

"Have a good look," says Danika offering Scotty up to Jane. He doesn't like the way the woman in the chair is looking at him - it feels disrespectful somehow.

The way she checks out his arse as though he were a piece of meat riles him. His palms start to sweat and he feels clammy in the claustrophobic office.

"What's the matter Scotty?" Asks Danika in a mocking voice, "you weren't so distant when you met me at the hotel." Jane gets up and stands right next to him eager to get her hands on him.

"You were right Dani," says Jane, "he is certainly a very hunky specimen." Danika grins broadly - she knew her boss would appreciate Scotty's fine physique. How lucky they are that he came marching into the office when he did.

Jane feels his impressive muscles. She's seen the pictures of him plastered across magazines of course and having him here in person to play with is such a thrill.

She instructs him to flex his arms and the two women fall on them. "Ooh - they're big aren't they!" Says Jane. Scotty looks down. Although used to attention from women this just makes him feel awkward.

The two women openly discuss his body as they run their hands over his torso. They talk about him as though he weren't there - not concerned with how they are making him feel.

"He's every bit the stud his publicist says he is," teases Danika. He tries to ignore them but feels trapped between the two women.

"What's the matter Scotty? Aren't you man enough to handle two women at once?" He feels strangely intimidated by the two private eyes. It's not nice knowing they have so much power over him.

Jane is all over him, telling him to flex his arms again and pulling him about. They treat him like a toy, like he's a plaything there for their amusement.

"The pictures don't do him justice do they Dani?" says Jane excitedly. She normally accepts her blackmail payments as cash but is prepared to make an exception in this case.

A thunderous look appears on Scotty's face as the women paw at him; Their words and actions an insult to his masculinity. Jane can see how annoyed he's getting but he'll just have to accept it. They are the ones in charge here.

"Shall we have a little look at your legs Scotty boy?" Giggles Danika and she and Jane grasp the waistband of his tracksuit bottoms. He really wants to resist but memories of the effect of a recent tabloid expose on one of his colleagues stops him.

He couldn't imagine his own life without the big house, big car and even bigger bank balance. He breathes slowly calming himself. It wouldn't hurt to let them have a look at his legs would it?

He watches as Danika slowly slides the material down over his rugby player's thighs. As long as he can keep his pants on he thinks he can cope. For a few minutes anyway.

The two women take their time, savouring every moment. They're only just getting started but feel no need to rush - after all, they have him here for as long as they want him.

"There. That wasn't so bad was it?" Says Danika as he steps out of the trousers. Although she looks sweet and innocent he has a feeling that if he doesn't do what she says she could turn on him at any time.

Jane and Danika start caressing his muscular thighs. He looks down, not liking it when Jane's hand wanders up towards his crotch.

He has to suppress a gasp as she reaches his underpants. Despite being a bit of a ladies' man there is something completely different about being touched against his will like this. Normally he gets to call the shots.

"What's this?" Questions Jane - pointing to the prominent bulge in his tight white underpants. He tenses up immediately not liking the attention he's receiving.

"Leave that alone," he says trying to exert his authority - but failing as his voice cracks. He doesn't want to admit it, but part of him is becoming aroused by the women's touches.

"I think he's shy!" Taunts Jane. "Are you shy Scotty? You always come across as quite proud of your dick." He wishes she would leave it alone and stop prodding it through the flimsy fabric.

"Let's have a look at the back side now. Turn around," orders Jane and without waiting for him to do so, the two of them spin him around.

"Very nice," says Jane, patting him on the bottom. Although Danika has already seen him naked, she wasn't able to take her time and appreciate his masculine body last time.

Scotty frequently smacks women on the backside as he passes - figuring that they should be grateful to be getting attention from such a big star. But he doesn't enjoy being on the receiving end one little bit.

Jane pulls the material aside revealing his round furry buttock. He feels wretched at having to allow himself to be inspected like this.

Danika joins in and the two women admire the firmness of his bottom. Knowing there is nothing he can do to stop them even though he clearly wants to just adds to the illicit thrill.

"Rock hard!" Exclaims Jane as she prods his glutes. Even though the two women are complimentary about his body, something about their tone insults him. But he tries to maintain his cool not wanting to give them an excuse to release the photos.

He looks round sharply as they give his buttocks a big squeeze. He's never been mauled by two women like this in his life and doesn't like the way it makes him feel so powerless.

"It's a good job we have those photos because otherwise I think Scotty here wouldn't be being so cooperative," says Jane - just to remind him in case he has any ideas about resisting.

But he's only too aware of the precarious position he's in and although it hurts him to do so, stands there obediently as they poke and prod him.

He feels a slight sense of relief as they turn him back around. Maybe now they've checked him over thoroughly they will let him get dressed and go. Surely they've had their fun.

But Jane and Danika haven't finished their exploration of Scotty's body yet. There's another part of him that Jane in particular is keen to see. "What are you hiding in here Scotty," she wonders out loud.

Scotty panics as without waiting, Jane stretches the waistband of his underpants. Surely she wouldn't go that far? They wouldn't be so bold as to strip him completely naked would they?

Danika grabs the other side and the two women reveal his thick penis and heavy balls. Jane gasps with delight - it seems he lives up to his reputation.

One more tug and his penis pops out, bobbing up and down in front of them. The two demanding women are determined to see every inch of his body - even the most private parts.

They jerk his pants up and down making his penis flop about. He cannot believe the front of these two women! It's so humiliating the way they giggle as they toy with him - made all the worse by the fact that his body is starting to react.

His penis starts to become erect despite his efforts to control himself. He doesn't want to give the women the satisfaction of making him hard but his penis has a mind of its own.

Wanting to get a proper look at his cock and balls they whip his underpants all the way down. His penis remains persistently aloft - there's no hiding the fact that Scotty has got an erection and the women remark upon it with glee.

"Well, well, well would you look at that," comments Jane, "it seems Scotty here is enjoying being the centre of attention."

Scotty feels horribly embarrassed that he's been made to become hard against his will by the two conniving women. He hangs his head in shame feeling weak and pathetic. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun with you Mr Eastwood," says Jane enthusiastically and his heart sinks.

It seems that Jane and Danika have more than money in mind when they blackmail the macho sportsman. Having stripped him totally and caused him to get an erection, they now have his naked body to play with. And the two women are very imaginative when it comes to their games. No matter how hard it is for him, Scotty must allow them to do whatever they like - or risk losing everything.

"Ooh isn't it big?" Jane and Danika gasp in mock surprise at the size of Scotty's penis. Scotty feels humiliated, ashamed that his own body is betraying him.

Jane presses it down with her finger and lets it go - sending it flying upwards to stand proudly to attention once again.

Danika takes hold of it in her hand and strokes it gently. "To think, this silly thing is what gets him into so much trouble!" She exclaims.

"If only he'd learn a bit more control then maybe he wouldn't have landed himself in this position." Her words make Scotty feel even worse. He becomes aroused so easily in the presence of women and it seems this weakness is to be used against him.

"His balls are quite hefty too," says Jane as she weighs them in her hand. "He's gone very quiet," says Danika teasing him, "do you think he's embarrassed?"

"You certainly weren't quiet when you were banging me with this," she continues, lunging for his penis and taking hold of it again.

Scotty looks down, mesmerised as the two women run their fingers up and down his shaft. He's angry but at the same time turned on.

Danika springs up. "Kiss me," she says insistently, "like you did back at the hotel." Scotty looks at her. It would be so easy to shove her out of the way and make a run for it.

But then the women would simply sell the incriminating photos to the press and by morning it would all be over. He realises that he's in a very difficult position.

Danika leans in to kiss him and presses her body against his. He can feel the heat from her body and smell her perfume. His senses are overwhelmed.

She kisses him full on the lips, her probing tongue working its way into his mouth. For a moment he forgets where his is and the trouble he's in.

His penis becomes hard as a rock, throbbing as it rubs against the delicate material of her dress while Jane has a good feel of his backside.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" Says Danika when at last she pulls away. She stares at him and he feels totally helpless to resist her.

"Don't forget me Scotty boy," says Jane placing her hand on his neck, "don't I deserve a kiss too?" He doesn't know how to react - he feels such a conflict of emotions.

He doesn't resist when Jane plants her lips firmly on his. He gives up trying to fight his desire and they kiss passionately.

Danika watches his penis with delight as it seems to pulse right in front of her eyes. The two women are aware of how much power they have over this sex obsessed man.

Scotty briefly forgets that the two women who seem to be all over him are in fact blackmailing him. He convinces himself that they find him irresistibly attractive and want his body.

Well he's ready to give them a good seeing to. Maybe if he satisfies their sexual cravings they will give him the photos. They definitely seem interested.

As if reading his mind Jane chides him. "Oh no, no, no Scotty - you won't be putting that thing in me! Now let's have a look at that glorious arse of yours shall we?"

Jane gets herself comfortable on the desk while Danika leads the helpless man round by his cock. He's so confused by their actions that he follows her meekly.

He clambers up onto the desk following Jane's instructions. It's very painful on his elbows and knees and he feels very uncomfortable in such a vulnerable position. He can hear the two women talking about him in unflattering terms.

The women admire his firm round rump shrieking like a pack of hyenas circling their prey. Even in the heat of the little room he shivers not liking where this is leading.

He tenses as he feels Jane's fingertips brush against the entrance to his anus. What the hell? What is she up to back there?

Danika pulls his arse cheeks apart as Jane presses her finger against his resistant sphincter. He is suddenly overcome by fear.

He's often tried to sweet-talk women into allowing him to do them anally but the thought of his own anus being invaded fills him with dread.

His worst fears are realised as Jane presses her finder into his bottom. He tries to clench but she simply applies more pressure.

Soon her finger is all the way in and Scotty experiences a sensation like nothing he's ever felt before.

He gasps as she probes his rectum. The pain is incredibly intense, like a burning sensation. It takes him completely by surprise.

He blinks back tears of pain determined not to show emotion. He cannot believe that he has got himself into such a compromising position and that his most private part is being penetrated.

"That's enough now," he says pleadingly, trying to get his breath back.

But Jane and Danika completely ignore him. Finger fucking this arrogant sportsman is far too much fun for them to stop now!

Even though Jane's finger is very slender it still feels as though a large spike were being driven into him. He feels emasculated as he is unable to prevent her from continually sliding her finger in and out.

As well as the discomfort there is also another sensation. A very strange and unwelcome one that makes him feel wretched. He actually finds himself becoming turned on.

"Here, you have a go Dani," encourages Jane. She's more than happy to share her prize with her assistant since she has clearly proved her worth.

Danika wastes no time and starts to slide her finger into Scotty while Jane takes his testicles in her hand, squeezing them.

Scotty winces. Danika is deliberately rough with him and it seems to hurt even more than when Jane did it.

Hearing his muffled grunt Danika bursts out laughing. The two of them are loving the way the tough man is so reduced simply by being penetrated.

The macho rugby player is in agony as Danika repeatedly rams her finger into him. It's not a pain that he'll ever get used to and every time it hurts a little more than the last.

Much as he wants to appear brave and strong, he's very close to breaking down in front of the two women.

A moan escapes his lips despite his best attempts to retain a dignified silence. He's not sure how much more of this he can take.

But the sounds of pain he makes are merely an encouragement for Jane and Danika. They aren't concerned for how he feels - they merely want to use him for fun. After all, they own him right now.

"Oh!" Says Danika suddenly, "I've got an idea! I brought back a little souvenir of my visit to the hotel. I think now might be an appropriate time to use it."

"I'm intrigued Dani. What is it?" Asks Jane as Danika goes to her purse to get the mysterious souvenir. Scotty closes his eyes. Whatever it is, it's got to be better than having a finger up his arse.

"Look," enthuses Danika, "It's the vibrator he wanted to use on me. I grabbed it as I left. I thought it might come in handy."

Scotty nearly throws up. Oh no! She can't be serious? Vibrators are for women to use - they aren't meant for real men like him. But he has a horrible feeling that these two evil bitches won't be happy till they've ruined his virgin arse completely.

Scotty is an incredibly macho man. His anus is strictly off bounds and the mere suggestion that he might be fucked with a dildo is an insult to his pride. He seethes with anger at the position the two manipulative women have got him in. But he can see the headlines now - the exposure of his liaison with Danika splashed across the front pages. He has to decide whether his expensive lifestyle is worth the pain and humiliation the women are about to inflict on him.

"You're not sticking that thing in me!" Bellows an angry Scotty prompting Danika to burst into fits of laughter. As if he has any choice!

"I'm serious!" He continues - hoping to reassert himself. But the women aren't at all intimidated by him. "He actually thinks we give a damn what he has to say!" Says Jane through her giggles.

"Now then, let's have a look shall we." Jane and Danika take a moment to admire the sportsman's rump.

Danika brings the vibrator towards Scotty's exposed anus. It was fun penetrating him with their fingers but it's going to be so much better watching him writhe around as they fuck him with the large sex toy.

He feels the rounded tip against his resistant sphincter. Danika turns it on and he suddenly experiences a very strange sensation as it buzzes fiercely against him.

He tries to keep the thing out but Danika is having none of it and drives the vibrator into his rectum. The severe pain takes Scotty by surprise and he howls in agony.

His sounds of discomfort merely encourage the two women to go further and Danika starts sliding the vibrator deeper inside him. To Scotty it feels like his insides are being ripped apart.

The vibration seems to go right through him magnifying the pain a hundredfold. He's almost in tears from the shock of it.

"FUCK!" He shouts as wave after wave of pain shoot through his body. He can hear Jane and Danika laughing behind him as they work making him feel even more wretched.

He gasps loudly as Danika pulls it back a little and starts to fuck him with it. Although physically very tough, the two women have broken right through his defences.

He tries to clamp his mouth closed not wanting to give the women the satisfaction of knowing how much they are hurting him. But as the object slides in and out of his backside he cannot stop himself.

His shrieks are like music to the two women's ears. Having a big strong man cowering before them is a huge thrill.

Scotty finds it impossible to get used to the stabbing sensation as Danika rams it in yet again. His anus feels like it is on fire.

Jane and Danika are relentless - never letting up for even a second. As far as Danika is concerned it's good for Scotty to learn what it feels like to be penetrated by a vibrator.

"Please! No more. I'll do anything you want," begs Scotty - but his pleas fall on deaf ears. The women have no interest in what he might have to say. They'll stop when they are good and ready and not before.

"Shut your mouth and take it like a man," instructs Danika harshly. He'll have to learn his place if he expects them to hold back the valuable photos they have of him.

Scotty tries another approach; "I'll pay anything. Name your price! I'll match whatever the tabloids offer. Please, just stop this blackmail." But the two dominant females just laugh at him.

His face is contorted with pain and humiliation. He's never before been in a situation where he is so completely out of control.

He winces as Danika pushes the thing in so deep it almost disappears inside him. But this is one endurance test he cannot afford to fail.

"Would you like a go?" Danika asks Jane sweetly, "I feel as if I'm hogging him all to myself." Jane agrees instantly.

"Hold it nice and tight and just slide it in and out. You can wriggle it around too if you like," says Danika. Jane delights in the feeling of power she has over Scotty. To think that moments ago he'd barged into the room making threats. Now look at him!

She decides to see just how far she can get the vibrator into Scotty's rectum and presses on it with the palm of her hand.

"It looks like Scotty is loosening up," exclaims Jane as she manages to get it deep inside him, "that went in far too easily."

But for Scotty having is anus stretched wide open is incredibly painful and he cries out yet again. Surely they've had their money's worth by now?

He tries to squeeze the unwelcome object out but Jane's hand prevents it. "Oh no Scotty, we're not finished yet," she says.

She rams it back into him one more time to remind him of just who is boss. Men like Scotty have to be kept in their place.

After what feels like hours to the battered and beaten rugby player Jane whips the vibrator out of his backside. Even this causes him considerable discomfort and he nearly jumps off the desk in shock.

"You're lucky Scotty," says Jane, "we have things to do. We can't sit around playing with you all day." Scotty doesn't feel particularly lucky with his arse throbbing painfully.

With difficulty he clambers down from the desk. His whole body is wracked with agony and he nearly falls off.

He stands up, his hands automatically going to his bottom. He knows it's going to take weeks before his anus recovers from being penetrated so roughly.

He moans softly to himself which prompts more laughter from Jane and Danika. He is a beaten man - the anger replaced by a deep-seated fear of his tormentors.

"OK," he says, "you've got what you wanted. Now can I go?" He's put up with them mauling and penetrating his naked body now all he wants to do is get dressed and go home.

"Oh Scotty, we're not done with you yet," says Jane and Scotty sighs. What more can they possibly want?

"Come on now fair is fair. You said if I did what you wanted you'd get rid of the photos." His voice is almost pleading.

"We said nothing of the sort," says Danika, approaching Scotty with his clothes in her hands. She thrusts his trainers at him. "And you'd do well to remember that we own you."

"Yes Scotty," says Jane as Danika throws the rest of his clothes at him, "you owe us much more than that."

"Need I remind you that those pictures would totally expose you as the womanising love cheat that you are. Your fans would be horrified! Your wife would divorce you and take all your money. And your sponsors would have nothing more to do with you."

Her words make Scotty tremble. He stands there uncertainly, ready to do almost anything to save his career. "Come back at 5pm. We'll have a deal set up then," finishes Jane.

He scurries out into the corridor clutching his clothes, desperate to be out of the stuffy room but dreading what these two bitches might demand of him next.

"And don't be late!" Shouts Danika at his back before the two women roar with laughter. Scotty has provided them with an entertaining diversion but they are by no means satiated yet. Come 5pm they will be expecting even more of their pet rugby player.

Jane and Danika are still on a high from playing with Scotty. Normally they accept cash when they blackmail their clients - but in his case they took the opportunity to enjoy his naked body. They discuss what to do with him when he returns whilst doing admin. Jane is very impressed with her assistant so far - but little does she know that Danika has something else up her sleeve that will provide an amusing distraction for them both.

Jane writes up her notes on the Scotty Eastwood case. She's very meticulous and jots down everything that was said and done. Danika relaxes and does her nails. She had to work particularly hard on the matter and deserves as rest.

She loves her new job working with Jane. Nothing beats the feeling of power they have over their male clients. Hopefully the next surprise she has planned will impress her boss even more.

Jane is pleased with the way things have gone with Scotty. Men who think they can threaten women like her need to be taught otherwise.

Suddenly her concentration is interrupted by a knock at the door. She looks up from her notes, curious as to who it could be. Danika smiles expectantly.

"I wonder who that can be?" Asks Jane, wondering why her assistant is grinning so broadly. There are no appointments scheduled until Scotty's return at 5pm.

"Just wait and see," says Danika mysteriously, "I think you'll like it."

"Come in!" Calls out Danika. The door opens and a young man nervously enters the room. Jane's interest is piqued immediately.

Hotel bellboy Russell walks towards the two women looking worried. He's intimidated by the way they both stare at him. He falters, unsure what to do next.

"Who's this?" Wonders Jane aloud. "It's the bellboy I used to take the photos of me and Scotty. His name is Russell. He'll do whatever I tell him to," explains Danika.

"I'm blackmailing him too!" She starts laughing. "I thought he might be useful and he has been. I asked him to come to the office when he finished work."

Russell clears his throat. "Please Miss," he says feebly, "I feel awfully guilty about stitching up Scotty Eastwood."

"Come closer," orders Jane and Russell warily edges over to where she is sat. He twiddles his thumbs nervously.

"Nice one Dani!" Says Jane, " I see I've taught you well. How did you get him to cooperate?"

"I caught him wanking over a picture of that Emma Watson - you know, the one who played Hermione in Harry Potter. It was from a fashion shoot she did now she's grown up." Russell casts his eyes down, ashamed to hear her words.

"Please can I have the photos now? I did what you said," Russell's voice falters. The two women just laugh at him.

"I took some photos before he realised I was there. Threatened to show his boss. He'd lose his job if I did," explains Danika. Russell stands awkwardly between the two women. He still hopes that the woman will give him the photographs back.

"You can have your photos when you've proved your loyalty to me," says Danika looking him up and down. "But you promised!" Says Russell pleadingly.

"Oh Russell, it's about time you learnt how things work. If you do everything Jane or myself says then you can keep your job. If you refuse I'll have no option but to send the pictures to your employer." Russell starts to tremble as her words sink in.

"Why don't you take your uniform off. We don't want it getting all creased do we? I want you to show Jane here what got you into all this trouble." Russell is too scared of upsetting the powerful woman not to comply.

But he dreads the thought of being naked around the two imperious women. A very inexperienced young lad he's never come across powerful females before and doesn't know how to react.

He unclips his tie and slowly starts to unbutton his shirt. He moves clumsily, trying to delay the inevitable for as long as possible.

"Aw look at him," says Jane patronisingly, "he looks terrified!" Danika cannot help but laugh.

"I knew you'd like him," she says to her boss, "he'll make a nice contrast to that big rugby player. And I think you'll be pleasantly surprised when you see his penis."

The two women start to assist Russell. Jane unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly while Danika pulls his shirt open.

"How old are you Russell?" Asks Jane. "I'm eighteen Miss," he answers meekly. His respect for his superiors makes him an excellent bellboy and Jane realises she can take advantage of this.

He humbly allows the women to pull his clothes off. He's frightened of them both and hopes if he pleases them he will be allowed to go home with the photos.

Jane and Danika have other ideas. This young man is too useful for them to let off the hook. But since he's here, they might as well enjoy his youthful body.

Jane lets his trousers drop to the floor revealing his bulging underpants. Russell feels increasingly vulnerable as his clothing is slowly removed. The office is hot and stuffy and he starts to sweat.

He stiffens when Jane brushes her hand past his prominent bulge. Despite his fear he can feel himself becoming aroused.

"Let's take a peek shall we?" Says Jane, stretching his tight underwear so she can see inside. He braces himself against the wall not liking the attention his crotch is getting.

"It looks like you've got something pretty substantial tucked away in here," says Jane to Russell, pulling on his underpants. The terrified lad nods uncertainly.

"You don't mind us having a little fun with you do you?" Asks Jane, stroking his cheek. "No miss," he answers in a small voice - totally befuddled by the two women.

Jane pulls on the waistband of his pants and he braces himself, expecting her to whip them down.

"No need to rush is there," she says letting go. But before he can breathe a sigh of relief she grabs hold of his bulge and squeezes making him gasp.

The two women admire his package. They'll investigate that more later.

They spin him around so they can check out his behind. Russell doesn't resist even though he's deeply worried about what is in store for him.

"Oooh!" Exclaims Jane, patting his firm bottom. She likes what she sees. Russell stands stock still trying to control his trembling lest he displease the two women.

Jane pulls the fabric to expose his buttock causing it to bunch up uncomfortably between his cheeks. He looks around with concern.

Danika pulls up her side to take a look too. They make appreciative noises that provide him with little comfort.

Then Jane pulls his pants down a little more revealing the crack of his firm round arse. Russell has never experienced anything like this before and it feels very unnerving having his body examined and judged in such intimate detail.

Jane cannot resist smacking his peachy behind - it's just too tempting. The slap echoes around the room and the sensation makes Russell jump out of his skin.

The two private investigators burst out laughing at his reaction. They are going to have some real fun with this one.

They spin him back round and Danika cannot take her eyes of his crotch. Russell doesn't enjoy the attention he's receiving but would never dare to say anything.

"I think we've waited long enough," says Danika, "let's take a look at what you've got hiding in your underpants." Russell gulps. He knew this was coming but is so worried what his penis will do when exposed with the two women so close.

"Please," he begs," let me keep my pants on." But Jane and Danika have no intention of letting him keep even a stitch of clothing on as they start to slide his underwear down.

As the two women yank his underpants down, Russell's penis pops out and bobs up and down in front of him. Danika points at it - it's every bit as big as she remembers. And if she's not mistake the randy little bugger is already getting aroused!

"I think Russell here likes us," says Danika as they tug his underpants down further. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun with him!" Russell looks down helplessly. Just what do these two scary women mean by "fun"?

Now stark naked in the cramped office, Russell doesn't know what to do. He is hating every moment of having his body evaluated but is too intimidated to speak out. His new mistresses are very demanding, never giving him a moment to think before giving him more orders. But he's well aware his job is on the line and will do anything the women want in return for the embarrassing photos remaining secret.

Russell has difficulty keeping his balance as Jane and Danika pull his underpants completely off, giggling as they do so.

"You weren't joking when you said he was a big lad," says Jane, indicating his penis and almost touching it with her finger. Russell is on edge with the closeness of the two women.

Jane cannot resist flicking his dangling penis. She doesn't care how she's making him feel - as far as she is concerned he exists to entertain her and Danika.

His penis flies up and down. It's humiliating the way she toys with it but Russell is too in awe of them to complain.

Jane then pushes it down. Already it's starting to thicken and she can feel its resistance. Making a young lad like Russell get hard is easy for such an experienced woman.

His penis pops back up again, wobbling about as it becomes harder still. Russell tries to control himself but despite his discomfort at the situation, his penis responds to the woman's touch.

Jane laughs - men are such ridiculous creatures. And they are so driven by this organ dangling between their legs. They never realise how much trouble it can get them into until it's too late.

Danika has a go too, delighting in the way his penis refuses to stay down. When she caught him furiously masturbating in the broom cupboard in the hotel she knew he was a horny little devil.

"Please stop. That feels funny," he says as the two women flick his penis this way and that.

Danika looks up at him sharply and he panics - thinking he's overstepped the mark.

She jumps up and tussles his hair. "I've explained this to you already," she says - as though addressing an idiot, "you don't get a say in what we do. You're our plaything."

He looks at her with fear. "Do you understand? You have to do whatever we say." He nods dumbly - totally in her thrall.

He feels utterly trapped between the two women. Scared of them and ready to do anything to try and please them. He is totally lost in their dominant presence.

"Good," says Danika, fixing him with her gaze, "we understand one another." She moves in close and for a moment he thinks she is going to kiss him.

But at the last minute she grabs him by the hair and pushes his face away laughing mockingly. "Now, where were we?"

"Oh yes, we were taking a look at your cock." Her hand wanders down his torso and brushes against his penis briefly.

He is so tense - that's all it takes for him to become fully erect and his penis springs to attention. He is so confused - not knowing what the women expect of him. Will he be in trouble for getting hard in front of them?

Danika takes his penis in her fingers causing him to let out a small moan. He is overwhelmed by the two investigators and how they casually toy with his naked body.

Danika runs her fingers up and down the shaft causing waves of pleasure to pulse through his body. Jane strokes his hairy testicles feeling their fullness.

"You want to be careful with that thing," says Jane with a smile, "it's already got you into trouble once."

She cups his testicles in her hand and jiggles them about causing his penis to fly about.

"I bet you'd like to empty these," she says and Russell murmurs his agreement. With all the stress he's desperate for release.

"Well we'll have none of that until we say so," says Jane firmly and Russell starts to realise that these two are getting great pleasure from teasing him.

They spin him around again to take a look at the view from behind now he is fully naked. He clenches his buttocks, not liking how exposed he feels.

They bend him over so they can get a good look at his bottom all covered with downy hair.

Jane grabs a handful of the yielding flesh and squeezes. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She asks Danika. "Oh yes. What a good idea!" Responds the other woman. Russell has no idea what they are planning but his nerves increase.

"Over there," says Danika pointing, "get up on the desk." A bewildered Russell moves towards it not liking the tone of her voice.

"Get up on your hands and knees," she says, "quickly now." He looks forlornly at the hard surface thinking how uncomfortable it's going to be on there.

He clambers on as instructed still none the wiser as to what is going on. He hopes whatever it is will satisfy the women sufficiently that they'll let him go after.

Jane sits on the desk next to Russell and Danika lays a warning hand on him to remind him who is in charge. Not that she thinks he'd make a run for it. She can tell he's far too timid to oppose them.

The women grab hold of his buttocks and pull them roughly apart. Russell cannot help but gasp as he feels a cool breeze on his puckered sphincter. He grips the edge of the desk till his knuckles turn white.

He can hear them talking about his anus and how tight it looks. What do they mean by it needing stretching he wonders? It feels wrong for them to be looking at his most private part like this.

He hears a buzzing sound and looks round as Jane gets the vibrator and turns it on. He doesn't know what the strange object in the woman's hand is for but he has a horrible feeling he knows where it's going.

He watches helplessly as she brings it close to his unprotected anus. He wants to beg them to stop but he knows that might anger them.

Then he can feel the tip of the object pressing against his sphincter. He swallows - feeling conflicting emotions. Wanting to please the two women but also wanting to pull away.

Jane starts applying pressure and works the vibrator into Russell's rectum. It's the most intense pain he's ever experienced and it quite takes his breath away.

"And we're in!" Exclaims Jane as she drives the thing past his defences. Having practised on Scotty she finds it much easier to penetrate Russell.

Not only does the plastic object itself hurt as she pushes it in, the vibrations from it feel totally alien and wrong to him.

"I think young Russell here might have had some experience with sex toys," says Jane, "he's taking this like a real pro!"

The two women burst into fits of laughter while Russell screws his face up in pain and shame.

Jane slides the device in and out of him, fucking his tight virgin arse with it. Like before she experiences an intense sense of power as she does so.

Anally penetrating a man is the ultimate way to exert her dominance over him. It reduced Scotty to a quivering wreck and she's sure it'll have just a strong an effect on Russell.

Russell sobs to himself trying not to make too much noise in case it annoys Jane and Danika. He's in so much pain but knows he must bear it as best he can.

Danika gives Jane encouragement to pull the vibrator as far out as it will go before driving it even deeper into him. She can feel Russell shaking and holds on to him.

His cries of agony increase but it doesn't put them off in the slightest. His arse, like the rest of him, belongs to the two of them.

Without warning Jane whips the sex toy out of Russell's backside. "There," she says, "that should do for now. It's getting on and we have a visitor due soon."

Russell is distraught. He's almost in tears and the thought that someone else might see him in this state makes it even worse. He crouches there whimpering. If had any idea who was about to arrive he'd be out the door like a shot.

Bell boy Russell is still kneeling on the desk with his backside smarting from being fucked with the vibrator. The innocent young lad has never met women like Jane and Danika before and is utterly terrified of them. The two women on the other hand are loving having such complete control over the whimpering pup. And things are about to get even more exciting when their first victim returns to find out what deal they have worked out for him.

"Ooh look at the time," says Danika, "it's almost 5pm. He'll be here any second now as we warned him not to be late."

"We haven't even discussed what deal to offer him in return for keeping the photos private," says Danika, suddenly concerned. "Oh don't worry," replies Jane licking her lips, "I know exactly what I want from him. He and Russell here can both serve us!"

The two women break into fits of laughter as a tearful Russell looks round. 'Just who is coming?' He wonders to himself. The thought of anyone else seeing him in such a compromising position makes him feel physically sick.

At that moment the door opens and Scotty Eastwood comes marching in - still furious that the two women have tricked him and are blackmailing him.

He flings the door open and stops in his tracks, his eyes widening in surprise as he takes in the scene before him.

"Hello again Scotty!" Chorus the women - happy to see the hunky rugby player again. He was such fun last time. And now they have a new playmate for him.

He stands uncertainly in shock at the sight of a naked young man sprawled on the desk with his arse on display. He eyes the vibrator in Jane's hand warily - remembering how painful it was when it was used on him.

"Why don't you come over here Scotty?" says Danika, "We've been expecting you." She seems friendly enough but Scotty is only too aware of the power they have over him and realises that it's an instruction he cannot refuse.

Reluctantly he heads over and immediately Danika starts running her hands over his body possessively. He wonders when they'll get to the point and how much money they'll demand for their silence.

"Let's get this top off shall we? It's awfully hot in here," says Danika grabbing hold of his shirt. Scotty knows better than to try and resist but also starts to worry.

He was expecting to have to hand over a very large cheque. He wasn't expecting to be stripped again and memories of his previous humiliation come flooding back.

Russell glances across then looks down straight away. He recognises the rugby star immediately and hopes dearly that Scotty doesn't guess his part in the whole thing.

But he needn't have worried. To Scotty, lowly people like bell boys are all but invisible. Plus he has bigger things to worry about now as Danika makes for his trousers.

"And you won't be needing your trousers," she says with a chuckle sliding them and his underpants down together.

Moments later Scotty is once again naked in the private investigators' office. He hangs his head in shame, aware that this time there is another man present to witness his nudity at the hands of the women.

"Now then Scotty," says Danika, "as you remember, we asked you back here so we could discuss the deal." He nods mournfully just wanting this whole horrible ordeal to be over.

"Well," she explains, stroking his chest, "you and Russell here are going to entertain us and if we're happy with what you do then we'll agree to keep your photos away from the press."

He knows he is beaten and must do whatever they say so allows himself to be led by Danika over to where the quivering lad kneels on the table.

She shoves him down onto his hands and knees. He desperately wants to fight back but the calculating women know he won't risk losing his lavish lifestyle by defying them.

He kneels before Russell's exposed anus and gulps. He doesn't know what the women intend to do but he already feels deeply uncomfortable being so close to a naked man's arse.

"I'd like you to lick Russell's arse," says Jane slowly. He looks at the puckered sphincter in front of him and his stomach does summersaults. He momentarily considers making a bolt for the door but deep down he knows he must go through with it no matter how much it sickens him.

Sensing he might need some persuading, Jane grabs hold of the back of his neck. "Russell here has been working hard to keep us happy, and now his arse is very sore. You can make it better for him," she says.

With that she shoves his face fully in to the crack of Russell's backside and holds it there.

"Hmflurph!" Scotty's muffled protests can just about be heard but Jane holds his head firmly in place.

The two women look at each other and cannot help but laugh at the pitiful sounds coming from the big rugby player. They know how mortifying this must be for such a macho man but that just adds to their sense of power.

"Please," begs Russell, "I don't like it. Please stop." Although terrified of Jane and Danika he cannot bear having his most intimate part touched by another man.

But the two women totally ignore him as they let Scotty get some air. He jerks away from Russell's backside, his face screwed up in torment.

He wipes his nose but can still smell the young lad's spicy musk. It's like nothing he's ever experienced before and it makes him nauseous.

"Now do it properly," says Danika, taking charge of him, "stick your tongue out." He does as he is told as Jane pulls Russell's buttocks apart to give him easier access.

Once again they drive his face into Russell's behind, this time making him taste the warm, salty sweat with his tongue. It's a very strange new feeling for Russell who looks around in alarm.

Grabbing him by the hair, Jane guides him to run his tongue all around the bell boy's sphincter.

He dry heaves as the smell and taste overpower him but still the women won't let him free. They laugh raucously at his discomfort and are determined to humble this arrogant man as much as they can.

He pulls back gasping for breath. "No more. Please. I can't do it anymore." "Oh but you can. And you will!" Says Jane.

Danika drives his face into Russell's arse once again thinking of the dismissive way he treated her when they hooked up at the hotel.

If his teammates ever found out about this he'd be a laughing stock. The high and mighty Scotty Eastwood licking another man's arse! The thought nearly makes him want to cry.

"Well done Scotty," says Jane, "since you've been so good to him it's only fair that Russell services you." Russell winces and screws his face up. Oh no! He was dreading this moment!

The two swap positions and Russell stares with fear at Scotty's hairy arsehole. The idea of licking it disgusts him. He tries to put off the inevitable for as long as possible.

"Well?" Asks Jane looking him right in the eye, "What are you waiting for?" He swallows down the bile that rises in his throat, and with dismay turns his attentions to Scotty's bottom.

He leans in close and immediately his nostrils are assaulted by the strong aroma from the sportsman's sweaty backside. But fearing the women's wrath he makes himself stick out his tongue and begin running it around.

Jane and Danika are delighted with how obedient this one is. He doesn't take much persuasion at all. That's probably why he makes such a good bell boy - he is good at serving others.

He shuts his eyes tight not wanting to see the sweaty hairy hole he is tasting with his tongue.

The sound of the women's laughter rings in his ears as he licks Scotty's anus - the taste making him feel ill.

"This is wrong!" Shouts out Scotty - unable to keep silent any longer. But Jane simply tells him to shut up. She's not in the least bit intimidated by his booming voice.

Russell pulls back to gulp in some air, his whole face damp from the warm sweat of Scott's backside, his eyes stinging.

Tears roll down his cheeks as Jane and Danika insist that he return to work. He feels utterly wretched and wants nothing more than to shower and rinse his mouth out to try and get rid of the taste that he knows will haunt him for ages.

"That's a good boy Russell. Keep eating Scotty's arse. You owe him remember?" Her words taunt him and he hopes desperately that the big man doesn't realise who he is.

Russell cries openly, his sobs muffled by Scotty's buttocks.

"Don't be a such a baby!" Chides Jane, "We're only just getting started!"

"After what you've done you've got a LOT of making up to do to Scotty here." Russell freaks. What does she mean! What else do these women expect of him? What could be worse than having to lick another guy's arse?

If Jane and Danika choose to release the compromising material they have on Scotty and Russell their lives would be ruined. Such is the leverage they have over the two men that they are getting them to perform all sorts of sordid acts that they normally wouldn't even consider. And Russell is terrified that Scotty will learn of his part in the set-up at the hotel. The Private Eyes know they have their victims exactly where they want them.

A nauseous Russell continues to lick Scotty's sweaty arse while the two women above him laugh. What if they tell Scotty what he did? He'll have to make doubly sure that he does everything they tell him to ensure they keep the secret.

Finally he can take no more and pulls away, gasping for breath. The smell of Scotty's anus in his nose makes him queasy. Surely he's done enough of this to satisfy the two women?

"I know how you can really make it up to Scotty," says Jane, "get down on your hands and knees and suck his cock!"

Knowing he has to obey, Russell gets down on the floor in front of Scotty who towers over him. He looks at the man's penis right in front of him and swallows - dreading what he has to do.

He takes Scotty's member in his hand gingerly. The thought of putting it in his mouth sickens him and he hesitates.

"Get a move on, we haven't got all day," says Jane. Both women are eager to see if he'll actually go through with it. They are determined to push both men right to and beyond their limits.

Russell opens his mouth wide and brings his head closer. The thought of being made to suck another man's cock is abhorrent to him. Reluctantly he closes his lips around Scotty's tool.

The strong masculine taste of Scotty's penis is overpowering. Coupled with the aroma from the man's sweaty crotch it's an intense experience like nothing Russell has ever experienced before.

He works his way down the length of Scotty's shaft until his nose is buried in his pubes. He nearly gags as the organ touches the back of his throat.

The two women cackle delightedly at the sight of the bellboy sucking the sportsman's penis and the gurgling noises he makes.

Scotty cannot work out what is going on and why the private investigators keep saying that Russell owes him. He too knows he must obey them fully but it doesn't make it any easier to accept another man sucking him off.

"I think he's done this before!" Exclaims Danika turning to Jane. Somehow being ordered to take Scotty's penis in his mouth is even more debasing than licking his arse for the young lad. If news of this ever got out he'd have to hide his head in shame.

"Aren't we good to you Scotty?" Says Jane mockingly, "You've had your arse licked and now someone is giving you a blow job. I think you should thank us." Knowing he is beaten Scotty utters a gruff "Thank you" to the women.

Meanwhile Russell does his best to suck Scotty's cock without gagging on it. He can taste something salty and realises it's pre-cum.

With Danika's hand resting on his shoulder as a warning he knows he cannot stop. But every second spent doing this makes him feel even more disgusted with himself.

Scotty stares intently ahead, avoiding the women's amused gazes. He feels all the worse because although he knows it's wrong, he is actually getting quite turned on receiving oral sex from the young lad.

"He's doing well isn't he?" Says Danika, standing up to torment Scotty further. He looks down, not replying.

"It's not so bad is it?" She says in a sympathetic voice, "In fact, I think you're probably quite enjoying it aren't you?" Jane laughs at the dumb look that crosses his face.

Russell realises that Scotty's penis is getting harder. He closes his eyes to avoid looking at the swollen thing in his hand and makes himself go down on it yet again.

The tip is moist from his spit and the juices leaking from Scotty's penis. He screws his face up in disgust but it makes no difference to Jane and Danika - they aren't interested in how he feels one little bit.

He takes the whole thing into his mouth but it's a lot bigger than it was and he can barely manage it.

"You must be doing it right," says Jane observing how thick Scotty's penis has become, "I bet now you've tried it you'll want to be Scotty's personal cock-sucker for the rest of your life."

Russell can't think of anything worse. It's difficult enough to keep the terrible organ in his mouth as it is. If it wasn't for the consequences he would have been out the door by now.

Jane guides his head down making him deep-throat Scotty. Unused to it Russell's gag reflex kicks in and he's nearly sick.

Tears stream down his face at the humiliation and he has to swallow to keep the contents of his stomach down.

A terrible thought suddenly enters his head. What if Scotty were to ejaculate in his mouth? He hopes dearly that the other man has enough self control to stop that from happening.

He feels trapped with the woman's hand on his back. The room is unbearably stuffy and hot and his head starts to spin.

Scotty can feel his body responding to the stimulation and feels awful. He feels like his own body is betraying him and tries desperately to focus on something else other than the warm mouth around his tool.

"Oooh!" Coo Jane and Danika together as they see Scotty's penis become fully erect as it slides in and out of Russell's mouth. Good - they want Scotty to get nice and hard for them. Then they can get him to put his dick to good use.

Russell pulls away from the throbbing penis in front of him. The tip is shiny with saliva and it twitches in his grip. He takes a deep breath before continuing, wondering if the women will insist he carry on until Scotty climaxes.

Scotty looks down at the man at his feet. He's very close and realises if Russell doesn't stop soon he might loose control.

Danika leans in close and speaks directly to him: "I'm glad to see you're having such a nice time," she mocks. He cannot look her in the eye but is totally aware of her domineering presence.

"Now we want you to use that impressive dick of yours to fuck Russell's brains out," she says. Scotty gasps with shock. Fuck another man? They can't be serious can they?

Private investigators Jane and Danika want to see some more man-on-man action. They know it goes against everything their two playthings believe in - but they always get what they want. They have insisted that Scotty fuck Russell and so that is what the hunky sportsman must do. Somehow the two men must find it within themselves to get through as they face their toughest challenge yet.

Scotty cannot quite believe what he's just heard. She can't really be expecting him to do something he considers so perverse can she? But one look at her face tells him she's not joking.

The women bundle a terrified Russell onto the desk getting him to lie on his back and raise his legs to give Scotty access to his arsehole.

Scotty tries not to think about what he has to do as the very thought makes him feel sick. He lines his penis up with Russell's anus and takes a deep breath.

Reluctantly he presses it against Russell's puckered sphincter. He can feel the man underneath him clenching, trying to resist - but knows he must carry on.

He hears Russell grunt as he drives in past the poor bellboy's defences. It's easier than he was expecting.

Fucking a man is a totally different experience for Scotty and he's surprised to find it feels pleasurable.

But for Russell on the receiving end it's sheer hell. He grits his teeth as Scotty's big hard cock enters him.

His backside feels like it is on fire as Scotty thrusts into him. The pain of it comes as a complete shock and only his fear of the two women keeps him in place.

It feels like he is being split in two as Scotty goes in deep. He's never had anything up his arse before so had no idea just how painful it would be.

Scotty starts to get into a rhythm. Russell's anus is incredibly tight and although disgusted with what he is having to do, Scotty finds himself getting stimulated.

Russell cannot help himself and cries out in pain. The women offer mock sympathy. "Ooh - does it hurt?" Asks Danika gripping hold of his head by a handful of his hair.

"Hey Scotty," says Jane, "how does it feel to be fucking the one responsible for those photos of you and Dani?" Russell is horrified now that his part in the blackmail is out.

Scotty's anger makes him rougher and he rams into the prone bellboy as hard as he can.

"Not too hard now Scotty," says Jane placing a warning hand on his shoulder, "you need to learn to control yourself."

Russell feels awful that he helped the two private eyes get incriminating material on one of his sporting heroes but he's certainly paying the price now with the punishment his arse is receiving.

With the women egging him on Scotty realises that Russell is just as much a victim of their vicious games as he is. The two of them made to perform for the women's pleasure.

He takes it a little easier on the man in front of him but knows he must continue until Jane and Danika say otherwise.

It's still incredibly painful for Russell whose rectum throbs from the repeated penetration.

"Keep going Scotty," says Danika, "you wouldn't want the press to find out about this now would you? Imagine what all your fans would say! The macho Scotty Eastwood fucking another man over a table..."

"It's wrong. This is fucking disgusting!" He shouts out aggressively.

"We don't care what you think. I only have to make one call and the editors of all the tabloids will be round here like a shot," says Jane.

"Please! Don't! I'll do whatever you say." The thought of it makes him quake. "We know you will Scotty. We own you. Both of you," says Jane.

So he carries on fucking Russell feeling utterly wretched and debased.

Worse still is the way his body is reacting - the tingling sensation building inside him tells him he's getting close to orgasm.

"Aren't you lucky Russell," says Jane, "there are plenty of women out there who would pay good money to be in your position." Russell feels far from lucky. He rues the day he decided to have a quick wank at work. If only Danika hadn't caught him!

Scotty's aren't the only incriminating photos in the hands of the two women. Russell's career would also be over if his employers were ever to see the ones of him.

Scotty continues to pound Russell's arse. It feels wrong that he's getting so turned on doing something he finds abhorrent.

Every thrust brings him closer to shooting his load and he tries his very hardest to keep control.

Jane and Danika watch him keenly, judging how close he is. They have plans and they don't want them ruined by Scotty being overzealous.

Tears stream down Russell's face and he sobs uncontrollably. The women think it's time to move on to the next phase in their plan to humiliate the two men.

"Aw - you've made him cry!" Says Danika. "Maybe you should stop fucking him and give him a reward for all his hard work."

Jane and Danika separate the two men then get Russell down on his hands and knees in front of the rugby player. Danika grabs Scotty's penis and starts pumping enthusiastically.

With tears still rolling down his cheeks he sits there glumly, mere inches from Scotty's dick. He has a feeling he knows what's going to happen and there's absolutely nothing he can do about it.

The two women roar with laughter at the expression of utter misery on his face.

"Look how big and hard Scotty's cock has become," says Jane, "I think you did a good job at getting him all worked up."

Russell keeps his mouth firmly closed. If Scotty does what he thinks he's about to do he doesn't want any of the filthy stuff going past his lips.

He can hear soft moans coming from the man towering over him. He hopes that when this is all over, the photos of him are returned so he can leave this place and never come back.

Scotty can feel himself getting closer and closer. He was already worked up from fucking Russell, now with Danika's careful manipulation of his penis he finds himself being taken over the edge.

Russell can still taste Scotty's cock from where he was made to suck it earlier and his stomach churns with anticipation of what is to come.

Jane and Danika are revelling in the power they have over the two men. Getting them to do these sordid acts against their wills is a huge thrill.

Scotty lets out a loud sigh as he becomes overwhelmed with sensation. He knows he won't be able to hold out for much longer.

Russell looks up at him and can see on his face that the rugby player won't be able to control himself and will soon be shooting his load.

The women have realised it too and Jane decides to make sure that the bellboy gets the full benefit of Scotty's "gift".

She shoves his face closer to Scotty's engorged penis and uses her fingers to prise his mouth open.

Scotty grunts and shoots forth a thick jet of semen right in Russell's face.

Some of the warm sticky liquid goes up his nose but Russell is held firmly in place and cannot get out of the way of the torrent.

Eventually the flow subsides but Russell has ended up with a mouthful of Scotty's cum.

Jane lets him go and he coughs and splutters, the viscous stuff dribbling down his chin. He's never felt more ashamed in all his life. He can hear the women stood above him: "Well done! Now we think you should return the favour... on your knees now Scotty!"

Jane and Danika know that getting the two men to perform sex acts on each other is the ultimate way to humiliate them. It gets the message across that the women are completely in charge and can make them do whatever they want. Having given Russell a face-full of his spunk, Scotty is horrified to hear that he must now get on his hands and knees and take Russell's load.

Scotty knows he must do whatever is demanded of him, but getting down in front of Russell is the hardest things he's ever had to do. Especially knowing what the outcome will be.

He feels Jane's hand on his back, pushing him forwards and cannot delay any longer. He takes hold of Russell's penis in his hand and reluctantly opens his mouth.

Holding his breath he leans forward and swallows the head of the bellboy's cock.

Danika and Jane knew he would do it - he has too much to lose to disobey them. They also know it's horribly debasing for the proud heterosexual male.

Scotty works his way down the length of Russell's shaft, making himself take more and more of it into his mouth even though he starts to feel sick.

Jane guides his head, making sure that he takes the whole thing right down. After all, Russell did such a good job of servicing him - it's only fair that Scotty make as much of an effort.

He pulls away, gagging on the thick organ and gasping for breath. Even with the threat of losing everything he's not sure he can do this.

"Come on now Scotty," encourage the two women, "don't let yourself down. You can do it!" Their words merely serve to taunt him and make him feel even more wretched.

He tries again, starting with the tip. The strong salty taste in his mouth appals him but he tries to ignore it.

Muffled sounds of distress come from his mouth as he swallows more of Russell's dick.

Russell looks down at the man at his feet. He feels horribly ashamed at his part in Scotty's downfall and even worse that his penis is starting to react to the stimulus it's receiving.

Scott pulls away again feeling like he is going to throw up, a strand of Russell's pre-cum attaching itself to his lips.

"I can't... I just can't..." He mumbles, feeling dreadful. "But you have no choice," reminds Danika.

Swallowing his pride he tries again. As bad as the taste of Russell's cock is the musky, masculine aroma coming from his genitals. It overwhelms Scotty and makes his head spin.

He has to stop and take a deep breath. What has he been reduced to? If his fans had any inkling of what he was doing right now he'd be a laughing stock.

With the women cheering him on he starts sucking Russell off again. It's an even bigger insult that the man he is fellating was the one who took the compromising pictures that got him into this mess!

But he can tell that the young bellboy is just as distressed as he is and is aware that both of them are being manipulated by the two private investigators.

Every time he feels the penis touch the back of his throat he gags and pulls back. But even his inexperienced actions are getting the other lad worked up and it's not long before Russell can hold back no longer.

He pulls away but Jane is behind him and holds his head in place, prising his mouth open with her fingers - just as the first spray of semen fires forth.

Scotty tries to hold Russell's penis away from himself as it shoots more sperm over his face.

But it pulses in his hand and he can see sticky strands of liquid dribbling from the end and flying towards him...

...splattering over him, sticking to his lips and going into his open mouth.

Russell continues to ejaculate over Scotty - feeling a momentary sense of release as his balls empty themselves. Now he's started he cannot stop.

Eventually it subsides and Jane allows a retching Scotty to pull away. The women gasp with delight as they see the sticky mess running down the rugby player's face.

"Swallow!" Orders Danika, and closing his eyes, Scotty quickly swallows down the filthy stuff.

As soon as Jane lets go of him he wipes the residue off his face with the back of his hand. Knowing this was going to happen doesn't make it any easier to deal with. He'll have to live with the knowledge that he has sucked a man off and swallowed his cum.

"That was fucking disgusting," he moans - the taste of Russell's semen still in his mouth. The women just stand there laughing at him.

"You liked that didn't you Russell?" Says Danika teasingly. Neither men can meet each others' gaze and look downwards dejectedly. "I think there's one final service these two can do for us before we let them go," says Jane with a smirk.

She stands the two men up, their limp penises still dripping semen and their faces red with anger and shame. Danika grabs her camera. "Right then boys, we're just going to take a few snaps for our personal collection."

"Which we'll keep nice and safe... as long as you both co-operate with us whenever was ask." Jane's words make them go cold - just when they thought they would be free of these two evil women.

"Make sure you get their faces in the frame so it's clear who it is. My contact at The Stun will pay us handsomely for them if these two don't play ball."

Danika doesn't need telling twice - she happily takes shot after shot of the two miserable looking men.

Jane smiles, unable to resist getting into the photo whilst the two men stand stiffly, glowering. This will make a lovely picture for her computer wallpaper.

"Look at the camera," instructs Danika, and Russell and Scotty gruffly do as they are told. Scotty cannot believe there are going to be even more dodgy photos of him in existence. He realises that he will be beholden to the private investigators forever.

Danika checks what she's already taken. She's a very accomplished photographer and is pleased with the results.

She grabs a couple of close-ups of their drooping cocks - just for her own amusement.

"You two will do nicely as our new assistants," says Jane thoughtfully. "You will help us to ensnare other stupid men who think they can get away with cheating on their wives. You will make us rich and, if you're very good, we might even let you suck each other off again." Knowing their fate is sealed the two men can do no more than mumble a pathetic "Yes Mistress."