The Neighbour Incident - Part One

Daisy’s awful day only gets worse as she manages to crash into her neighbour’s car, leading to her having to pay the price…

My boyfriend and I had just moved into our first home together. We had been together for the past 3 years and were super excited to start this new chapter. My boyfriend worked away a lot but we had managed to save up for a house that we could call our own. My name is Daisy and I’m 21, my boyfriend is 24. After the first few weeks of getting used to our new home my boyfriend’s job required him to go abroad for a whole week. He was a young businessman and was hungry for making money. I sometimes went with him when I had the opportunity but my own work halted that this time. I work for a fairy big company in the city as an assistant, I enjoy my work most of the time but oh boy it can be stressful. For example, the day my boyfriend went away was the day things took a horrible turn…

It all started when I was on my way to work and I got stuck in a bad traffic jam causing me to be late. This led to a sequence of events from spilling the boss’s coffee everywhere, losing my ear phones and worst of all at the time, I accidentally deleted important files on my computer. My boss wasn’t very happy at the time and gave me a warning. I didn’t think the day could get any worse but I was wrong. While I was driving down my road a cat ran out in front of my car, I tried to swerve out of the way and managed to crash into my neighbours car. I was absolutely mortified, I didn’t know what to do. As I got out of the car to see what damage I had caused my neighbour came out of the house. He is an old man named John, a chubby man with a big moustache.

‘What have you done to my car?’ He shouted at me.

‘I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to!’ I replied feeling super anxious about what I had done. The damage was irreparable to his car, my car had damage on it too. John looked at me up and down for a moment.

‘Whats your name?’ John asked with a stern look on his face.

‘Daisy sir,’ I replied, I could feel my heart racing.

‘Daisy why don’t you come inside so we can sort this out?’ He seemingly calmed down or so I thought for a moment. In hope we could sort this out I followed him into his house. It was really run down and smelt like it hadn’t been cleaned for years. He showed me into his lounge where there were two beaten down sofas and a box tv.

‘Now Daisy, you have written off my car you know that don’t you and it’s going to cost you quite a lot of money to pay me to get a new one.’ John sat back into a sofa while I stood up staring at him feeling like I was about to cry.

‘How much is it going to cost?’ I replied quietly.

‘More than you can afford I should imagine, young girl,’ he snapped back with another stern look.

‘I’m so sorry, I don’t know what to say.’ I looked down at him and noticed he had a smile on his face like this was funny to him.

‘Well Daisy do you have any money? It’s probably going to cost you over 20k to get me my car back?’ John continued to smile making me feel intimated. I was stunned at the price he was demanding, my gullibility really showed as I didn’t even question it.

‘I don’t have that kind of money,’ I replied stupidly, looking down at the floor.

‘Well Daisy, how are you going to pay for it then?’ John’s smiled wiped off of face. I fell silent not knowing what to reply before John came up with a solution.

‘It seems that if you don’t have that money Daisy, we will have to come up with another solution,’ John smiled once again looking up at me standing there.

‘What other solution?’ I replied slowly looking back up at him.

‘If you don’t have the money Daisy then I’m afraid you are going to have to do some things for me!’ John slowly rubbed his thighs as he continued to look up at me.

‘What things?’ I didn’t understand what he could be talking about.

‘Well young lady, you can start by removing your clothes. It’s been a long while since I’ve seen such a hot young girls body, in fact I have never seen one in person!’ John laughed as he looked at me. A hot flush hit me and I had almost frozen for a moment not knowing what to do. ‘I own you Daisy now, you are going to do as I ask!’

‘Please don’t make me do this I have a boyfriend!’ I pleaded out in hope he would understand but who was I kidding.

‘I don’t give a shit Daisy, pay me the money now or start stripping!’ John demanded as he sat back into the sofa. I looked down once again at the dirty floor before accepting my fate. I couldn’t believe this was happening, the worst day of my life so far. I went to remove my blazer before being stopped by John.

‘Hold on a minute Daisy, I need to press record on my camera.’ John pulled out a camera from a drawer next to the sofa and the next thing I knew it beeped. I couldn’t believe he was recording this, I felt utterly disgusted by it but I felt like I had no choice. I removed my blazer and put it on the other sofa, I looked at him in hope that he might have been joking but he wasn’t.

‘Keep going, remove that shirt next… I can’t wait to see those tits,’ John laughed.

I sighed and wished I hadn’t ever left the house that morning. I began unbuttoning my shirt before my baby pink bra came into view. I removed the shirt from my shoulders until I was just standing there in my bra, skirt and shoes.

‘Mmm fuck yeah, young juicy pale tits. Perfect!’ John mumbled as I saw his non camera hand move towards his crotch. ‘Lose the skirt next!’

I started to hope that this was just a bad dream and that I would wake up soon but it wasn’t, this was really happening. I couldn’t believe I had to take off my skirt next. I reached behind me and began unzipping my short black skirt that came to half way up my thigh. I then reluctantly pushed the skirt down my legs, unaware that bending over was giving him a great view of my cleavage. As I rose back up I saw Johns hand down his zipper, I was then stunned as he pulled out a hard cock that was larger than my boyfriend’s. It was long, thick and veiny, I immediately looked away.

‘Uh yeah baby, matching panties,’ John licked his lips as I saw him stroke his cock in the corner of my eye. ‘Kick those shoes off while you’re at it, I want to see your feet.’ I felt so exposed and it wasn’t even the worst part yet. I reached down and removes the buckle to my shoes and stepped out of them revealing my pale feet. I heard John grunt as I continued to try my best to look away.

‘Get that bra off baby,’ John shouted at feeling clearly feeling victorious that I was in this position. I looked down at my feet, my shoulders dropped in despair before reaching around my back once again. I unhooked the bra before slowly removing the straps from my shoulders. I let the bra drop while covering my nipples as best as I could. This was obviously not met with approval by my disgusting old neighbour.

‘Remove your hands now you little tease,’ John angrily said demanding to see what was precious. I carefully removed my arms from covering my boobs before they were on show. ‘Oh yes baby, there we go… look at those perfect titties, so juicy,’ John said as he stroked his cock with more pace. ‘Now turn around and show me that little ass of yours.’ Oh no, this was what I was dreading as I awkwardly turned 180 degrees. I could literally hear fapping noises coming from behind me with light grunts.

‘Good girl… mmm, now slowly drop those panties while bending right over for your master,’ John moaned out.

I felt so nauseated by what he had just asked me to do. I tried to distract myself by picturing my boyfriend behind me instead of this creepy old man. I grabbed the strap of my panties that went around my waist and began pulling them down. The fapping was getting louder and faster again, as I bent over and felt a cold breeze hit my behind. My innocent pink pucker was now exposed to my neighbour all before my pussy being free for him to see.

‘Oh my god, you’re going to make me cum. Rise up and turn around,’ John moaned out, I did as he commanded. ‘Look at that tight pussy, oh fuck get on your knees now.’ What the fuck? I thought to myself, why was he asking me to get on my knees. I knew I had no position to bargain as I ungracefully fell down.

‘Look at me and squeeze those tits together now!’ John shouted and I again had no choice but to do so. He stood up and within seconds huge ropes of cum shot out over my face and tits to the point I was drenched. It was sticky and smelt funny, as yellow ish cum dropped down my face. John grunted so loudly it was almost incredible but I had never felt so used. John the wiped his dick on my right breast to get the last of the cum off of me.

‘Such a good little slut, how about you come and follow me,’ John said before grabbing my hand and making me follow him. He took me outside into his run down garden and made me stand against a wall.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked him trying to ensure no cum went into my mouth. Within a moment I noticed John grab his garden hose and point it towards me before all of a sudden streams of cold water shot out of it directly at me. I was shell shocked I tried covering myself up but it was so unbelievably cold. This lasted a few minutes before he turned the hose off and gave me an old tea towel to ‘dry myself up’. I just wanted to get my clothes on and go home. After I had attempted to dry myself I returned to the lounge where John was standing. I looked down at the floor and my clothes had gone.

‘Luckily your phone was unlocked dear, I’ve taken your number down… don’t you dare think about blocking me. Now here is your keys and that is about all you are getting. You can leave now!’ John said with a dirty smile on his face.

‘What about my clothes?’ I replied feeling like I was about to cry.

‘No clothes, now off you trot…’ John walked over and opened the door, forcing me out of his house. I was butt naked, now standing on the street trying to make my way home without anyone seeing me…

To be continued…