blackmailed: 
by unknownliftee
a cross-dressing L&C Tale

" How did you get these photos"?

I was staring at a set of glossy photos of myself. The quality was good. You could easily 
tell it was me walking around my living room. You could also tell I was dressed in a silk 
blouse, mini-skirt and black tights. This was a problem. I had been dressing in womens 
clothes for some time and had managed to keep it a secret.

"I would thought that was obvious"

Aamena was our next door neighbour. We had not got on famously but we respected each 
others privacy, seemingly until now.

"The question is…." she continued "…what are we going to do about this"?

What did she mean?, Was she going to tell the wife? I do not think she would accept the 
idea of her 6ft tall husband dressed up like her. Especially hearing about it from the 
neighbour

"What do you want"?

I am not a wealthy man and was dreading the worst. The response was an interesting one.

"Dress up for me. Like in these photos and we can call it quits. You can have all photos, 
negatives, everything. Just go upstairs and get dressed for me and come back down"

I thought about it for a moment. I really did not have a lot of choice. I agreed and went 
upstairs. I am quite well built for a 6ft man, but have soft features. I do not wear make up 
when I cross dress. I returned downstairs after 5 minutes feeling a little uncomfortable.

" Stand in the middle of the room and let me have a look at you"

I did I was told. Aamena was around 5'5" tall but was a powerful little woman, probably 
weighing in at around 160lbs compared to 200lb. She circled me a couple of times. 
Nothing however prepared me for what happened next. As she went behind me she 
reached down and scooped her arm around the back of legs, whilst the other swept 
around the small of my back. I was whisked off my feet and held cradled in her arms. I 
was initially to stunned to say or do anything.

"oh my god, what are you doing" was the best I could muster. She held my there like a 
baby. I started to kick my legs, hoping to struggle free, but she held me tight. She laughed 
at my feeble attempts to break free.

"That was easier than I thought. I have always fancied lifting a man and finding one who 
dresses like a woman is a bonus"
She walked through to the dining room with me still held in her arms. My initial shock 
was beginning to subside to replaced by a more erotic feeling. Being dominated was 
something I fancied having a go at and boy, was I being dominated now.

"I bet you feel pretty humiliated now Clive" It was as if she read my mind.

"Time for a change in position"

She adjusted my in her arms and with some effort turned the cradle lift into an over the 
shoulder type lift. This gave her a free hand and the idea of being held up by one arm was 
getting me a little hard. She must be able to feel my erection as it pressed into her 
shoulder.

"My, my, I do believe you are enjoying this" I flushed and started to struggle again 
kicking my feet as she started for the stairs, She raced up the stairs with weight appearing 
no burden. She gently kicked open the bedroom door. She stood in front of the 
wardrobes, with their full length mirrors and looked at the sight of a full grown man in 
blouse, skirt and hose draped over her shoulder. I was then roughly thrown to the bed. 
My cock standing proud in my underwear. Aamena reached for it and grabbed it firmly, 
gently sliding her hand up and down the shaft, whilst still clothed. I was that aroused that 
it did not take long for me to come. I had never come so hard in my life, it left me 
somewhat drained. Aamena then pulled me to my feet and gently lifted me over her 
shoulder again. I did not struggle. She walked around the room with me held tight to her 
ample bosom for a few minutes.  She then lowered me to bed and reached into her 
pocket. She threw copies of the pictures and a set of negatives onto the bed.

"This concludes our arrangement. I assume you won't be telling your wife"

I nodded in agreement. I could hardly explain this away could I. I hoped this ould be the 
end. How wrong I was……….

The end (for now)