1 comments/ 20197 views/ 26 favorites Pawn Pt. 01 By: KnottLynnHardey Kacey's first few days of college were some of the most exciting days of her life. No-one in her family had ever been to college before. A poor family, with five kids, there had not been much joy in her house, other than the camaraderie of each other. The other side of that camaraderie had been constant crowding and no privacy. Now in her dorm she only had one roommate and that seemed like luxury. The reason Kacey was first was because she had been the only one determined to do something more with her life than simply exist in her small town and get married. Kacey had applied for any, and every scholarship, bursary and financial aid package she could find on the computer in the library in her high school. It had paid off big time. An essay she had submitted to one foundation had been all about how she would do anything to change her straits and make something of her life. They had given her a full ride, tuition, dorm, a small living allowance and even a laptop which had been in her dorm with a bow and card congratulating her on arriving. Going to classes and learning about her new world had been thrilling beyond anything she could have dreamed. The people she met were urbane and sophisticated to the small town girl, and she reveled in the shared ideas everyone seemed to throw out without hesitation. Things took a real turn for the worse on day three. As she studied, a chat window popped up on her laptop from a site she had never been on, Live Web Gals. The window had a streaming view of her face staring back at her and a conversation below it that said. "Hello Kacey." Kacey stared at her own surprised face, her green eyes wide, her pale blonde eyebrows almost reaching the matching hairline above. Hesitantly she typed "Hello" back. "You're very pretty." Came the reply. Kacey blushed, she felt plain. She never wore makeup and kept her hair short and effortless. In a small town, in a family with no money, she had never been popular. No-one had ever asked her on a date, she had never even been kissed, so compliments were very foreign. "You're cute when you blush." "Who is this?" "I work for the Chenwith Intellectual Association." The foundation that had given her the scholarship. "Oh, hello! Thank you so much for everything." Her face in the little window beamed happily back at her, gratitude for her new life radiating along every delicate line of her face. "Your gratitude is much appreciated. Now, please, take off your top." Kacey gaped at the last line of typing for several seconds, until a new line popped up. "Do what I say, or things will get very ugly for you. You will need convincing of that, I'm sure, so let's start here." Suddenly her laptop mouse began to move on its own. Files opened and Kacey lifted her hands from the desk, as if proving that it wasn't her doing anything. The mouse moved quickly and in moments a file of photographs opened. In each photo Kacey was nude in her dorm room. There were shots of her dressing, but each one timed to show her nudity to the camera on her laptop, which sadly she had always left open. The last few shots showed her in bed. Kacey had been watching porn for the first time in her life, her house had been too small and crowded for that kind of entertainment, and in the images her bared A cup breasts were exposed. With an open mouth and half lidded eyes, Kacey looked aroused as she masturbated, the computer beside her on the bed. "That was quite the show. I recorded everything on video. " The mouse moved some more and a video of her dancing in her bra and panties appeared. The music blaring from her laptop now was from a CD her roommate Nicole had lent her. An upbeat song by an independent musician named Cory Woodward. Kacey saw herself as never before. Looking voyeuristically at herself dance uninhibitedly around her room, overjoyed to be so free, Kacey immediately saw that she was actually rather attractive. Working hard as a cleaning lady with her two sisters for years had made her body firm and toned from labor, and she was quite small at five foot two. A petite girl, Kacey's nubile body looked good on screen, appealing and sexy. Unfortunately this discovery happened the moment her life was shattered. "I'm just going to upload this one to the live feed." "No! No, no, no!" Kacey screamed at the computer as the mouse quickly dragged the video of her dancing to the Live Web Gals window. Before she could think of what to do the video was streaming live. Kacey reached out and slammed the laptop shut, a childish gesture of fear, but it helped to not have to see herself humiliated live. Her phone began to ring. Chenwith Intellectual Association had provided her with a phone as well, a brand new iphone6. Kacey picked it up and saw an incoming FaceTime call. Automatically she answered even though she had never signed into FaceTime before. The caller's screen was filled with the feed of her dancing; her own face in the little window to the side crumpled and began to cry. "Why are you doing this?" she sniveled at her phone. A digitally altered voice answered, sounding terrifying from her phones speakers. "Turn your computer back on or the nude shots go up next." The FaceTime feed went dead giving her no room to bargain. Kacey slumped to the floor sobbing, at a loss as to what to do. A text dinged on her phone. Kacey looked at the suddenly fearful object in her hand and saw a photo text. Sliding it open Kacey saw a photo of herself drying her hair after a shower, her body was stretched taut, the muscles of her abdomen showing, her trimmed pubic hair obvious, her perky breasts soft and smooth over her ribs. The image was very good, enhanced in some way to look far better than the laptop camera should have been able to do. It looked like she was posing for a magazine, the light from her nearby window caressing her pale skin and making her look seductive. It would get a fair amount of attention on the internet, she thought. The picture jumped up the screen as another text appeared. "That just went online. I think your face is rather adorable, and utterly recognizable. I have the football team's contact list ready. I will email this photo and the link to the Live Web Girls feed in thirty seconds if you don't open your laptop again." Instead Kacey dialed 911. "911, what is the nature of your emergency?" the strange mechanical voice said. The same voice she had just heard. "Um... someone is threatening me... they are in my computer recording me somehow." She blurted, terrified. "Yes, Kacey they are. Now, hang up and open your computer." Screaming she threw the phone on the bed. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably as she opened her laptop. It felt like reaching into a dark place full of razor blades touching the cool plastic shell she had loved only ten minutes ago. The screen was exactly as she had left it; her camera began recording her sad face as soon as it was powered up. When she appeared in the Live Web Gals feed once more the chat below it added another demand. "Take off your clothes." "Why are you doing this to me?" she typed. No reply. Her mouse once more came to life and opened her email, signing in using her password. Nauseated, Kacey watched helplessly while her mouse opened a new message, opened a group she had never seen labeled 'FBTeam' and attached the photo file. In moments the team had been sent the photo she'd seen, now as an ad for a live feed advertising college babes. Kacey saw the whole thing happen, her life torn apart as she became an internet porn star. The live feed from Live Web Gals changed. The mouse closed out her email and enlarged the web feed. Now it was the same photo of her drying after the shower, but the image was moving. It was a video of her drying her hair, her nudity exposed as she stared at herself in the mirror off screen. Kacey knew what she had been looking at; she could turn and look at the mirror now if she wanted. "That hasn't gone live yet Kacey. But it will if you don't do exactly what I say when I say it. I'm not a patient person, you should know." Numb, shocked by these events Kacey began to take off her shirt. When it was off, and she was in her bra, she saw the chat window. "Move back so I can see all of you." Came the next command. Standing, Kacey moved to where she had been when drying her hair. In the live feed she saw herself framed in the center of the screen. She then stripped bare, feeling utterly helpless and dazed by what was happening. She obeyed because she could think of nothing else. When she was once more nude in front of the camera, she stood dejectedly, gazing blindly at her computer, the image of herself hopelessly staring back. The chat window moved as more text came in. "Now dance for me. Make it sexy. Touch yourself" A song began to play on her laptop. A sexy electronica song with a female vocalist sounding like she was being fucked very well. Kacey moved back from the camera after reading that and willed herself to move. At first it was awkward and she was still crying, but within a minute of moving and trying to be sexy, the song and touching herself let her somewhat escape the horror she was involved in. Listening to the sexy vocal line, she imagined recording that sound in the studio. Had the woman actually been aroused? Was she just acting? It sounded real to Kacey and she imagined the woman being recorded by her lover as he pleasured her. With her eyes closed Kacey danced and thought about that other woman desperate not to think about her own situation. When the song was over she came back to herself and looked at the computer. The text in the window moved once more. "Well done." The mouse began moving and the recording of the dance she just finished went live. "No!" she cried, but she had known that this was the likely result of her compliance. Once more she slammed the laptop closed, feeling as if she had been betrayed and violated. Moments later her phone chimed an incoming text message. After a moment's hesitation she went and read it. "We also sent your sister a laptop the same day you got yours." A photo appeared in the text feed. It was her older sister Tiffany standing in their old room. She was naked, her body posed perfectly as she dressed, or undressed in front of the other laptop. Kacey's stomach flipped as fear made her ill. Then another photo appeared. This time it was a dark, infrared photo. In the photo Tiffany was on her knees with a man's penis in her mouth. It was not a great photo, but it was still obviously Tiffany. Kacey assumed it was her boyfriend Curtis, but all that was visible was his butt and cock. Tiffany's hollowed cheek and closed eyes dominated the shot. The mouse moved and another website opened. Ex-Girlfriend Revenge was the site name. "Shall I open an account in her real name? She won't be able to run a daycare if this gets out. In a town as small as yours my email list would be shorter than the football team's I just sent your photo too. One click and that whole town sees her blowing a dude. She isn't nearly as cute as you, but I still think a lot of people would click to see it." Despair swallowed Kacey then. Something changing on her screen drew her attention. A new window opened, a camera showed her room from a new angle. This one was overhead pointed down at her bed. It was live. In one corner she could just make out her own naked form slumped in her desk chair. The camera zoomed in closer to fill the window with her bed. A moment later another window opened and this one showed a recording of her masturbating to porn. The same event from the laptop shot she's seen earlier. This feed zoomed in on her fingers as she delved into her sex, glowing in the light from the laptop screen. It got close enough to clearly see what her hand was doing, while showing her breasts as well. Then the camera moved up her body to her face. Again that look of lust; half closed eyes and open mouth as she pleasured herself. "I want to see that in the daylight. Go lie on the bed." Kacey didn't obey immediately. Instead she looked at where she thought that camera must be. It was up near the ceiling beside the smoke detector. She would have assumed it was part of the smoke detector if she had ever bothered to look. Overwhelmed by how terribly she had been violated, Kacey went to her bed and lay down on the covers. Spreading her legs, she exposed herself to the camera she now knew was there. With numb fingers she began to masturbate listlessly, her fingers rubbing along her groove mindlessly as she thought of nothing except defeat. Why was this happening to her? That hated voice emitted from her laptop speakers. "Rub your tits with one hand and your pussy with the other." The evil, dispassionate voice continued to tell her what to do while she degraded herself for the hidden camera. It ordered her to spread her lips wide, next it ordered her to lick her fingers off, then to stick a finger in her bum and her vagina at the same time. The Voice told her to plant her feet on the bed, lift her hips high, and fuck herself hard with three fingers. It hurt to cram so many fingers into her virginal sex, but soon it began to feel nice as she stretched and opened. Then, after some time, Kacey realized she was becoming aroused. It sickened her, but the fingers on her sensitive clit had awakened a natural lust. Her body didn't seem to understand how much she was being violated. The Voice told her to climax. "It's time to cum for me baby. Are you ready? Come on, show me your orgasm." Kacey blushed as she felt actual pleasure at the idea of cumming. Pretending to feel the urge to cum, she fucked herself faster and panted like the porn stars she had seen online. Then, oddly, she did feel a tingle not unlike an orgasm begin to burn in her clit. With both hands she rubbed herself and delved deeply into her sex. "That's it. Come on, cum for me Kacey. It feels good knowing I am watching doesn't it?" Horribly it did. When she climaxed, she whimpered her humiliation into her compressed lips as she bit down to stifle her delight. Raw lust impelled her to rub her burning button and she humped her hips up at her own fingers while bliss poured out from her tingling sex. The orgasm left her spent and emotional on her bed. Panting in the afterglow of delight, she blushed at the thought of that going online, which she knew it would. Humiliation and euphoria mingled in her breast as she tried to understand what was happening to her. "I have something else to show you." The voice said. Reluctant to move, she forced her lethargic limbs to take her to the computer. The screen still showed her bed in one window, the feed of her dancing in another and her own face as she sat in front of the screen. "It's not all bad. I let you cum, didn't I? And now I'm going to show you what you have earned." The mouse moved and her bank accounts appeared. Kacey hadn't set up the online banking on her computer, but apparently her tormentor had done it for her. The account was far fuller than it should be. Thousands more dollars were now in her name. "I'm splitting the proceeds of your new job with you fifty/fifty." Another widow opened and Kacey saw a clicker counting how many people were watching her. The webcam feed of her masturbation was hitting three thousand views. It was a pay to play site and there were three videos of her now, dancing in her underwear, dancing nude and masturbating. All the videos were getting an increasingly large audience. "You are cute, but I'm helping drive traffic to you, as compensation for all this. Although I don't expect you to thank me." In shock, she watched the counters climb as more and more people watched her videos. They were under the impression that this was live in the moment and paid to keep watching, the feed stopping every few minutes asking for more money to see what came next. The mouse refreshed her bank account and she saw hundreds more dollars appear. The camera from the roof moved now. It zoomed in on her nightstand. "Go open the drawer." The Voice told her. Kacey did as she was told, unsure how she felt about her burgeoning wealth at the expense of her dignity. Opening the drawer she had only filled with her things two days ago, she turned back to the laptop for instructions. "Pull it all the way out." Kacey did so and put the drawer on the bed. "Look where it was." Bending, she looked at the space that the drawer had occupied. Inside, she saw a small, grey brick with glowing, red lights on a small, black, plastic device on top. Even as she watched the red lights turned green and a soft beep toned. "That is now a bomb, armed and ready to explode." The Voice said. Kacey instantly recognized explosives she had seen in dozens of movies. C-4. It was in every spy movie. She scrambled away, instinctively, even though the size of that bomb would surely take out this whole room. Curled around herself, pressed to her roommate's bed, Kacey once more began to cry. This was the worst nightmare and she desperately hoped to wake up soon. Yet she knew it was real life. From across the room the voice continued speaking. "If you don't do exactly what I say that bomb will go off, killing everyone in the building. And, as extra incentive, we put one in your family's house too. I'll give you a moment to think about that." Some elevator music started playing from her laptop and Kacey curled around herself and shook with absolute terror. There was a bomb not ten feet from her. Suddenly, being seen naked on the internet didn't seem so bad. The eighteen year old woman stared at the blinking green lights for an age when suddenly there was another beep and the lights changed to red once more. It did little to calm her, but it did bring her back from the brink of insanity she had been teetering on. "I assume you are now willing to listen to my directives...?" Knowing they were watching Kacey nodded. "Good. There is one more test before we can proceed. Since you are new to town we needed to facilitate this next part for you. There is a young man in one of your classes that was looking you up on Facebook. He serves our purposes perfectly, so we took the liberty of contacting him on your behalf. You two have been sexting since last night. Very racy stuff. You are a dirty girl Kacey. At least when I'm you, you are." The mechanical chuckle that followed sounded sinister, altered as it was. "He will be arriving in ten minutes expecting to have sex with you. You are going to suck his cock for the camera. Needless to say you had best do a great job, one that attracts a huge amount of viewers. The stakes are rather high for you Kacey. For you and... Kevin Dupree from your History class. I'm sending you the texts. Happy reading." Unable to stop herself Kacey retrieved her phone and read the list of incoming texts to Kevin Dupree. It started as innocent flirting but quickly escalated to pure filth. She was basically begging him to come over and let her suck him off. It was humiliating. The Proxy Kacey told him about her webcam feed. He mentioned being excited to see. Then later told her she was as sexy as he'd thought. He'd loved watching her masturbate. He couldn't wait to blow his load on her face for the camera as she'd requested. The Proxy Kacey had texted that she wanted him to do that. Kacey had never had any form of sex and now she was supposed to fool this guy into thinking she was a depraved slut? As she prepared to weep and give up, a window appeared on her laptop of a woman giving a blow job. Pawn Pt. 01 The young woman was a pretty girl with long brown hair and a baby face. With her mouth and hand she worked the huge looking cock sensually. In spite of herself Kacey went over and watched the video, trying to memorize the woman's technique. In only a few minute the man in the video took over and jerked off over the brunette's upturned face. She seemed overjoyed to be the depository for his sperm. When the thick gouts of jism began to rain down over her face she waggled her tongue trying to catch it all, but succeeded only in smearing it around her lips and letting it spatter down over her breasts. "Just like that." Popped up in the text window of the Web Cam Gals feed. Then a knock on the door made her jump. "Answer nude." Kacey was about to reject that notion when she heard a tiny beep from her nightstand, and saw the lights had turned green on the bomb. Kacey opened the door nude. Standing in her hallway was a skinny, scruffy looking kid her age. He was shifty looking, and nervous, until he saw her body and he grinned, rushed inside and closed the door. "Holy shit! I didn't expect that. What if someone else had been passing?" "It wouldn't matter." Kacey said defeated. "Wow. You are amazing." He was staring at her, ogling every inch of her bared flesh, his eyes darting everywhere at once, hungry to memorize her. Resigned and degraded, Kacey went to her desk and knelt in view of the camera. She noticed that all the windows had been closed except the one of the Web Cam Gals feed. Positioning her face mid-screen, she waited for Kevin to do his part. "Wow, it's so cool to see the same room from the videos, but for real." He chuckled nervously. "I mean it's just like mine, really, but still, I was jacking it to this an hour ago." Then he seemed to notice what she was doing. "Uumm... should I come over there?" She nodded, trying to smile seductively. She saw the camera on her laptop was recording live now. "Are we live?" "The world is watching." She intoned in a voice devoid of emotion. "Cooool..." It seemed like Kevin thought this was a video game. His level of connection to her as a human seemed utterly compassionless. Why didn't he see she didn't want this? But something inside him was thrilled to be a porn star. He moved over to her, watched himself on the camera, dropped his pants and underwear exposing his semi-hard penis. Kevin was maybe five nine, and only a hundred and forty pounds, pretty skinny, and his penis was long and thin like him. The knob at the end was big though, big and dark with the blood filling it. He tugged on it a few times, getting it harder, and he stared at her face, rapt as he did so. Without asking permission, why would he after reading those sexts and watching her online, Kevin leaned forward and brushed his cock along her lips. Kacey shrank back from him, but looking past his buttocks she could see her nightstand, and deep inside the flashing lights of the activated bomb. Kacey opened her mouth and let Kevin glide the tip of his penis past her lips. Taking a hold of him with her right hands she began to do what she had just seen on the video. She moved her mouth back and forth along his shaft while stroking his pole with her hand. Immediately Kacey became entranced by what she was doing. Feeling a warm human body part inside her mouth was bizarre. It was soft skin over hard structure. The heat was immense and he tasted vaguely of locker room smell. Sweat she supposed. As her saliva began to coat him, she found his cock sliding in her mouth wetly and that felt even more raunchy and sordid. Kevin placed his hands on her head and began to fuck himself into her mouth slowly. Kacey held still and let him use her mouth for his pleasure, she still jacked him off, this the first penis she had ever held, and she caressed his shaft with her hand the way she had seen. The smooth skin of his cock was warm and soft, not at all how the rest of boys felt. Closing her eyes, Kacey tried to comprehend the sensations she was experiencing. On a purely physical level the slip of his penis in her mouth was actually, if she were being objective, rather nice. The interesting ridges of his knob passing over her tongue, which she now pressed against him, were provoking her tongue to explore. In spite of herself, she caressed this invader to her mouth with the intimate, perceptive appendage of her tongue. It was depraved of her, but she was so curious about sex that she took this opportunity to discover her first penis. "Oh shit yeah. That's great." Kevin hissed. So she knew he was liking it. The layers of humiliation, fear and lust threatened to make her scream, but Kacey wanted to live, she wanted to see beyond this day somehow. And she wanted to discover sex. So she gave over to what was happening. Forcing herself to appear to enjoy this for the camera recording her defilement, Kacey chose to actively suck Kevin's cock as if he were just a normal guy she met in class. Taking his cock out of her mouth Kevin held it in front of her. "Spit on it." Kacey glanced up at him and he nodded, smiling to encourage her. So she spat on him awkwardly. "Again. Cover me in your spit, make me wet and sloppy. I love that in videos." Spitting on him Kacey did as she was told and soon her saliva was dripping from Kevin's tool and pouring down onto her thighs below. Then he pushed himself back into her mouth. Fucking her more aggressively, he moved rapidly in and out of her oral grip. Kacey tried to keep a seal on him with her lips, hoping to stop the flow of drool spilling out of her mouth and over her body. It was fruitless, the speed of his thrusts, the amount of saliva in her mouth, and her unwillingness to swallow, made her a mess. Before long her chin, neck and breasts were spattered with drool and Kacey felt repulsive. Taking over jerking himself, Kevin ordered her to lick his balls, which he held over her mouth. Obediently Kacey began lapping at his scrotum, forced to lick her own spittle from his wrinkled flesh. "Oh fuck that feels amazing!" He groaned enthusiastically. Nice to see someone was enjoying this. Directing her more and more, Kevin guided her in how to please him. Kacey learned a lot in a very short order. Kevin was vibrating, he was enjoying this so much and it took a while for her to understand that he was trying to hold back his climax. He was trying to prolong her defilement. As soon as she figured that out, Kacey took over jacking him off and she started doing the things she had learned he liked best. She licked his balls and caressed the knob of his cock with her hand. In seconds he grunted "-cumming!" and she felt his erection pulse and swell in her hand. Immediately Kacey aimed the tip of Kevin's cock at her face and held out her tongue like in the video. The hot spurt of semen impacted her cheek and scalded her with shame. Spattering her with jizz, Kevin shot his load over her features. Still pumping his shaft, Kacey tried to act like the girl from the video and appear overjoyed to be coated in hot, messy slop, but she felt revolted. The sticky goo was warm and wet and slid over her face and into her mouth. It tasted weird and unpleasant to her, like a chemical, but she dutifully swallowed it. Taking over, Kevin began to masturbate himself into Kacey's mouth, and then squeezing the last few drops of sperm onto her outstretched tongue. Kacey was now painted by his seed and she turned, reluctantly to the camera and showed the world her humiliation. Kevin leaned in and used the tip of his cock to smear sperm around her cheek and lips. Kacey just let him do whatever he wanted until he sat down on her chair, spent. The moment the voice's script for her ended, Kacey began to perceive that Kevin may be able to help her. Suddenly desperate to talk to him, to tell him what was happening , she sought a method for keeping him longer. Immediately she bent over and took his cock back into her mouth. It was below the sight of the camera so she reached over and tilted the laptop down until she was once more in view. This would mollify the Voice. While her lips and tongue worked all over Kevin's pole, Kacey's mind raced for a way to talk to him secretly. In the porn she had watched she had been frustrated at one point when the lovers were talking to each other, clearly saying sexy things, but she was unable to hear. Even when she turned up her headphones it had been too quiet. The best option was to fuck Kevin. Resigned to sacrificing her virginity to saving lives, Kacey waited until Kevin was once again moving his hips, beginning to fuck her face, before she stopped sucking him. "I want to fuck you." She whispered. "Awesome." He replied, clearly enthusiastic. When Kacey leaned back away from him, Kevin grabbed the laptop and positioned it on the bed facing out toward the room. He began to fiddle with the placement, then turned to her. "I want to be a filmmaker someday... do you mind if I frame this shot?" He seemed embarrassed by taking over. Kacey didn't care, really, she only wanted the Voice distracted. "Do your thing." In a form of shock she went over, moved the drawer from the bed to the floor, glancing once more at the primed bomb. She lay down on the bed, on her back and allowed him to arrange the camera on a pillow so that it showed her body in profile, from a slightly higher vantage, looking down over her flat stomach and small breasts. When he was satisfied Kevin jumped off the bed and stripped fully. His body was rather nice, Kacey thought, toned and lean, but he did have some natural muscle. Work muscle, not gym muscle. His cock looked much nicer in this content, him standing naked, and being a bit shy. Positioning himself between her legs, he whispered to her, suddenly nervous. "I'm a virgin. That was only my third blowjob... I'm sorry I'm probably not that good." Smiling sadly up at him, Kacey whispered. "Me too. That was my first blowjob." Looking stunned, he said in a normal voice, "What. Really? You're going to do that on the internet and not tell anyone?" "What?" Kacey didn't understand what he was saying. "This is huge. People would pay huge money to see this." She still looked stunned. "I'm telling you this is huge. If you tell people what is happening you will get a much bigger audience. That's what you want right? A big audience? You get off on this, like an exhibitionist, right?" "Ummmm... what?" this was all very confusing to her. "Whoa." Kevin sat back on the side of the bed looking at her. "I can't even process this right now. Ok, so you are making videos of yourself online, dancing in your panties and showing your body, for money... but you don't know what an exhibitionist is?" He sounded like a nerd finding out a date had never seen his favorite thing, or heard his favorite sound. Before this could derail too much and end in an explosion, Kacey said, "Just tell me. Maybe I am." "Oh. Whoa, like, being gay but not knowing because you've never heard of it. Cool! An Exhibitionist basically gets off on being seen." "Like having people watch them have sex turns them on?" "Exactly." "Oh then hell yeah. That's me for sure. That's why I invited you over. I want the world to watch me fuck." His face lit up like he had found the perfect woman. "I'm a Kardashian. I need public approval" He didn't like that reference. "Can we just fuck now?" "Wait! No. I mean, yes! But we should make a big deal of this. You need to advertise losing your virginity." "I don't know. " Then she remembered that the Voice had wanted a huge audience for some reason. And it would buy her more time. "What should we do?" "Go to you website and make a banner saying 'Co-Ed Losing it! First time sex! Watch her lose her virginity for you.' Or something like that. No-one will really believe it, but it will still grab their attention." "Do you know computers?" she asked without thinking. "Yeah. Why?" "Can you show me how to do that?" Then his face gave away her slip. She should already know how. They sat staring at each other for a moment. "What's going on here?" "Ummm, my roommate helped me set this up... It was... a sorority initiation. We aren't supposed to tell anyone." She thought that sounded lame, but he seemed to buy it. "Oh. Gotcha. I'll need you to sign into your account." His face went still, like he was assessing her very closely. Kacey didn't know how to fool him, so she picked up the laptop, leaned against the wall so he couldn't see and she pressed keys while the Voice opened everything she needed. A new chat window popped up. "You are a shitty liar, but you are doing fine. The virginity idea is good. But time is short. You have one hour to drum up business. We can hear you. Waste time. Shower, clean off your face, shave your legs. Shave your pussy. Don't' talk anywhere but near your phone or laptop. Or Else." The window closed and the Live Web Gals site appeared and was ready to be edited. "I'm in." she passed him the laptop and he was quickly lost in the internet. "I'm going to go shower off and make myself pretty for the world. But I have plans tonight, so this has to be done by four. And my roommate will be home not long after that." "Ok, we can do that." Then he stopped again. "Are you okay with this? I mean this being me, and my taking over?" "It's great. I'm not into the technical stuff much. Just the... exhibitionism stuff." "Right." He nodded and looked at her long and deeply. Kacey backed away, nervous she would start to cry. She forced herself to walk a sexy, bum wiggling walk to the bathroom. "Don't go anywhere?" she winked at him and smiled as real a smile as she could. In the bathroom she spent a moment looking for and finding the hidden camera in the shower. Fucking pervert. She gave the finger to the camera and scowled. Then started the water. As she stood in the hot water, just standing letting it wash over her, she considered exhibitionism. It sure excited Kevin. Thinking about those thousands of men who had likely watched her sucking Kevin's cock made her feel violated until she thought of them less as a faceless mob, and more as a collection of individuals all alone trying to get off. She had watched porn and enjoyed it. They hadn't known she was unwilling, that she was being forced into this. Putting that aside, part of her brain twisted this around to the viewpoint of approval. Kacey had never been popular, but this was a form of popularity. These viewers thought she was sexy and attractive or else they wouldn't watch. Kevin thought she was attractive. That felt good. It was different and new. Starting to shave her legs she considered the audience. Was this being streamed right now? Was she going to actually fuck for the first time ever on a live feed for thousands of people to watch? It seemed so. Beginning to make a show of it, Kacey started to pose as she worked, letting the camera see her legs as she shaved them. It felt sexy to think about people seeing her nude and slippery. It actually felt a little bit liberating to not care about being watched. Impulsively she stuck out her tongue at the camera and smiled. Then she did it again and laughed to herself. Was this going out live? She hoped so. When she finished shaving her legs, Kacey discovered she was getting horny flirting with all those unseen men. It was all one man, no specific man, and all men. Bizarre and intriguing. Keeping up the tease, she shampooed and conditioned her hair, enjoying not giving the audience what she felt the wanted. Then she soaped up her breasts, sure that was part of what her audience wanted her to do. Also, it felt great doing it. Rubbing her nipples with slippery fingers felt amazing. Then she rinsed off and played with her squeaky clean boobs. This was getting much more fun. Now it was time to shave her pussy. Kacey had never shaved her pubic hair. She didn't wear super tiny thongs like other girls, just comfortable cotton panties with cute things on the bum. Coating herself in shaving cream, and starting at the top where it was thickest, she began to remove her pubes. The first couple strokes came off smoothly, but the third pass the razor was clogged with hair. Bit by bit she removed the hair, trying to be sexy and flirty, but finding she had to actually think about what she was doing so as not to cut herself. When she was done, every hair in sight gone, she had somewhat given up on being sexy. But once she was done, she looked at herself, running her fingers over the smooth skin. It was sensual being bald, the water washing over her shorn skin felt amazing. Thinking of her viewers, Kacey began to rub her bald lips seductively, but she was both seducing them and herself. Easing her body into arousal she played with herself, teasing her clit and making herself tingle with desire. In a little while she was going to have sex. For the first time. With an audience. On camera. With each additional lecherous idea, she rubbed herself faster, feeling more and more horny as she thought about how astonishing this all was. But she simply couldn't stop thinking about the bombs She ended the shower and looked up at the camera, scared of the one viewer who mattered. Drying off she didn't bother with giving a show, having lost interest in the men she couldn't confirm were even watching. Wrapping herself in a towel she went back out into her room. Kevin was sitting with the laptop beside him, nude, erect and grinning at her. "That was incredible." "You were watching?" Kacey wasn't surprised, more... interested in how she did. "Not just me, look." He flipped her computer screen and showed her the new web-page. Her feed had a huge new banner across the top that said "Countdown to V-Card!" in flashing golden letters. Below that was a timer counting down with ten minutes left on it. The middle of the screen was dominated by a close-up photo of her from earlier today. She was on her knees looking up at Kevin's cock, which jutted into frame hugely. The expression on Kacey's face was of shy apprehension. She looked nervous, innocent, and if she could be objective, cute. Pointing to the site tracker, Kevin showed Kacey that there were eight thousand people viewing right now and there was currently no live feed. "It was up to fifteen thousand while you were shaving your pubic hair. That shower made you a lot of money." He enthused. Kacey had forgotten about the money aspect of things. If she lived through this, and was able to spend it, that would be somewhat of a silver lining to all the hell she was going through. Never in her whole life had she been so twisted up inside. The hormones in her young body thrummed with sexual hunger, an erect penis was in the room nearby, ready for her, her body open and ready for it, but her head was elsewhere, in mortal terror. The bomb in the room was a constant threat to her sanity. "I was hoping we could put the laptop here to record things." Kevin shyly pointed at the foot of the bed beside the wall. "That way the camera will see both your face- which everyone will want to see- but also your... erm... pussy... as I -ahem- enter you." Clearly Kevin was nervous. He seemed to feel much like she did, twisted up inside. He seemed very excited to lose his virginity, and the filmmaker in him loved directing things, but he was also nervous about something. Performing publicly, perhaps. "That sounds great. Thank you for your help. I really appreciate it." Kacey couldn't believe it when she went and sat next to him on the bed and stroked his face. He had no idea that they could die at any moment and she was the one comforting him. Pawn Pt. 01 They looked into each other's eyes and Kacey saw that Kevin was worried. "You're going to be great." "I'm not worried about that." His face became a perfect mask of concern. "I'm worried about you." Heading off that empathy, it would make her cry, Kacey leaned in and kissed Kevin on the mouth, distracting him the first way she thought of. His soft lips pressed hers and the warmth of the kiss filled her with compassion. This boy didn't deserve to die today. The two of them kissed with closed mouths for a few moments, and then Kevin hesitantly began to tease her lips with his tongue. For the first time in her life Kacey kissed a boy. Amazed by this, she allowed him to explore her mouth tenderly with his own. How was this the same guy who had met her an hour ago and started fucking her face? Now he was acting like an inexperienced teenager, same as her. His hands reached for her face and stroked her cheek gently. Kacey's own tongue began to tangle with his, mirroring what he was doing to her. It felt amazing. As his hands began to explore her neck and shoulders, Kacey lifted her own hands and started to touch his shoulders and arms. This was how she had imagined sex, tender and kind. Loving, not lewd. Her body tingled where he touched her, and her skin ached for more of his caresses. Then, gingerly, Kevin pulled back from her and disengaged. Looking deeply into her eyes he peered right into her. "I thought maybe you were lying. About being a virgin. But now... I think you actually are. I don't understand what is going on here. You must really want into that sorority." "I do. It's life and death." She tried a smile to ease the impact of that. It didn't seem to work. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he waved a hand vaguely at the computer. Kacey tried to think of a way to convince him, and then it came to her. Taking his hand she guided his fingers to her wet sex. Parting her legs, she pressed his fingertips to the slippery slit and allowed him to feel her arousal. "Does that prove to you how much I want you? How much I want this?" Her body hungered for this voraciously; she was eighteen and had never felt more sexual in her life. Watching his hand, Kevin explored her folds, amazed, his face open and innocent as he discovered her excitement. When his blundering fingers brushed her clit Kacey flinched. "What?" He recoiled. "That was a good feeling, you touched my clit." "Really?" "Yup." She smiled a genuine smile at his joy. Looking away shyly, Kacey saw the laptop screen and that the countdown was in the seconds. "Whoops. Let's save all this for our audience." She whispered, and the sudden thought of doing what they had just been doing on camera made her body flush. Every inch of her skin tingled with the knowledge that it would soon be exposed and ogled by thousands. The counter onscreen showed twelve thousand viewers. "Okay. I'll move out of frame. You should say something about what is happening before we start." "Like what?" "Thank them for watching, tell them how hot it makes you, and then remind them that this is your first time. That's why they came." Watching his face for a moment she knew what she wanted to do. "Stand behind the camera, you can even hold it. I want to talk to you." Kevin complied and lifted the laptop and stood at the end of the bed. As the counter reached the last ten seconds a pop-up reminded her of who else was watching. "Turn on the camera. And don't fuck this up." Reaching up, she pretended to control the mousepad as the Voice exposed her to the world. "Hi everyone." She started, sounding nervous to her own ears. Keeping her face in frame at first, she spoke right into the camera, Kevin's' face visible behind. Focusing on speaking to Kevin, not the Voice, she put danger from her mind and thought only of the beautiful moments she and Kevin just experienced. "Thank you so much for joining me. I really appreciate it. I want to share something with you today. Something special. Something I had never dared dream possible, even a day ago. I'm discovering things about myself today that I never knew were inside me." Kacey sat back on her heels allowing her breasts to appear on screen. Looking at herself, she saw her petite, toned shoulders, fit arms, her small, upturned breasts, pale nipples, hard and pointed at her viewers. "I want you to see me. I want to be seen by you." Now she looked directly into Kevin's eyes. "I feel safe when I know you can see me. Safe, and wanted." Kacey slowly moved into a supine position, never breaking eye contact with Kevin. "I want you to see me like... this, it makes me feel so special, so desired. I'm wet for you, wet thinking about you looking at me." Kacey sounded shy and insecure, she could tell, she wished she sounded confident, but she was equally nervous about exposing her desires as she was excited by the look on Kevin's face. He looked hungry, intense and focused, like he was facing a threat but was eager to prove up the challenge. Spreading her legs wide, Kacey began to play with her pussy, spreading her lips and showing her deepest parts to all the eyes gazing at her. The counter on her screen was over twenty thousand now. "This is for you. To thank you for watching me, to thank you for seeing me and making me so horny. It makes me so hot to know you are watching this. Watching my fingers touch my clit." Kacey shuddered as she rubbed her tender bud. "Please, come touch me, show me what it feels like to be wanted." Kevin placed the computer down on some pillows he'd set up. He tilted the screen until it showed Kacey from the knees to the top of her head. Wriggling into the position that best showed her body to the camera, she waited for Kevin, still rubbing her clit eagerly. When he came to her, Kevin lay beside her and leaned in for a kiss. Hungrily they kissed, touching each other's faces and stroking skin the way they had a few moments before. Getting back into the groove they passionately kissed and licked each other's mouths while their hands explored one another's bodies. When his hands found her soft breasts, they both groaned with suddenly increased desire. Kacey was overwhelmed by how amazing his hands felt on her nipples. The piercing ache his touch induced shocked her and she gasped at her lust. Kacey was hyper-aware of where his cock scalded the skin of her thigh as it pressed her flesh hotly. Lowering his mouth, Kevin began to kiss down Kacey's throat and she writhed in anticipation of where his mouth might go next. Glancing at the computer with heavy, lidded eyes, she saw her face look dreamy and passionate. It hardly seemed like her face to her, the girl on screen was uninhibited and hedonistic, not the scared girl Kacey felt like inside. Then her contemplation vanished as his mouth found her right nipple. Kacey groaned animalistically, her body suddenly feverish and aching. Unable to lie still, she undulated, stroking as much of her skin along his body as she could. Forgetting herself she curled into him needing more contact. Kevin pushed her back, "Show them your body, don't cover up." He said hoarsely. Then he resumed torturing her with his tongue on her nipple. Reminded of her audience, Kacey lay back and displayed herself for the climbing number of watchers. With her left hand she began to tug on her left nipple, giving it much needed stimulation, the flesh jealous of his mouth. Lashed by his tongue, Kacey whimpered lewdly, her body aflame like she had never known. Then it got worse as Kevin began to stoke his fingers around her swollen sex. As his fingers grew moist from her leaking juices the salacious feel of his touch grew even more delicious. Reaching down with her left hand Kacey guided his fingers to her clit. "Right there. Yes! Feel it? "Yes. Holy shit, yes!" "That's the spot, under that little hood. Rub me there." She begged. Kevin looked into her eyes and tentatively moved his finger until it slipped under her delicate hood of flesh and pressed down onto her bare clit. Her hips jumped and she gasped, her eyes darting from one of his to the other, appealing to him for something she couldn't articulate. Circling his fingertip, Kevin stimulated her burning clit, sending jolts of ecstasy up her spine into her brain. Trembling violently, she hissed breathes in and out as his finger seared her nervous system with delight. Clinging to him with one hand, the other clutched the bedsheets in a tense fist. Kacey strained toward climax, her body rigid with the effort of not moving, paralysed by the tiny contact on the most sensitive spot on her body. Gasping in shuddering breathes Kacey slowly retreated inward. Her eyes rolled back and closed as she arched her body pressing her hips upward, needing more and more contact with Kevin's swirling finger. When Kacey felt Kevin's mouth close over her nipple she opened her eyes wide as even greater stimulation closed the powerful circuit between her clitoris, nipple and brain. Unseeing Kacey struggled to breathe as an orgasm robbed her of air. Clenching every muscle, Kacey climaxed for the first time with another human being. And it was seen by thousands of people. Raw lust ripped through her consciousness, physical sensation louder than her busy mind for the first time in her life. Lost to herself, now only a collection of nerve endings assembled together for the singular purpose of feeling pleasure, the being that had been Kacey dove deep into gratification. Nothing else mattered. Some nerves moved her hips to grind the outsider harder on that special spot. Other nerves forced the body still so that mouth could continue doing what the wet, wonderful thing to the nipple. The strain was immense. The part of the body that had taken over didn't know how to run the lungs, so the muscles were starving for air and struggling for control to regain precious oxygen. The heart was straining and seeking to absorb more as well. The brain denied them, far too lost in the thrill of pleasure swamping it in its favorite chemical bath. When an intruder plunged deep into the clenching wetness of the body's favorite cavity, Kacey gasped and came back to herself. Her orgasm abated for a moment as she perceived Kevin had just thrust a finger into her vagina. Even as she understood she had accepted part of another human being's body inside of her own, she exploded once more in a powerful climax. As Kevin fucked her with a finger, Kacey wailed her pleasure at the world and came over and over with each stroke across the sensitive skin inside her body, behind her clit. Kacey dimly considered that she had never known this area was so sensitive even as contact there wracked her body with lashes of bliss. Once more swept away in rapture, Kacey gave in to passion and stopped thinking. The next time Kevin moved he shocked her back to awareness after an eternity of delight. Bereft of his touch on her sex and breast she moaned her disappointment as he repositioned himself. Then she saw his intent and a raw hunger impelled her to lift her legs up and wide so he could get his face between her thighs more easily. Stretched open, Kacey exposed her steaming slit to his mouth and eagerly awaited his tongue on her sex. When it arrived she hissed at how sensitive her clit was, even as she relished the sordid caress of his mouth on her most intimate place. Immediately she was off on another orgasm, but during this one she remained keenly aware of herself. The blazing sensation of his tongue sliding around over her clit scotched her raw with electric pulses of pleasure. For long moments she writhed in the torment of total exaltation. Completely present this time, she gloried in the lewdness of seeing his mouth move over her pussy as untold thousands watched. It was as degenerate as she could conceive of being, and it felt wonderful. Gasping and twitching helplessly, Kacey squirmed for her audience, scourged delightfully by Kevin's tongue. Quivering with unbridled delight she came again and again while watching herself on screen, shamelessly exhibited, as men likely masturbated while watching her cum. "I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me. Please, I want it." "Tell them, tell them what is going to happen." He whispered. "He is going to fuck me now. I'm going to give myself to him, my first. I can't wait to feel a cock inside me for the first time ever. Oh god, I'm so horny I can't take it!" Reaching for him, between her wide spread legs, Kacey grasped his cock and pulled until he repositioned himself over her, his cock aimed right at her pussy. Beseeching him with her eyes, Kacey urged him forward, pressing his cock to her opening. Panting fearfully, Kacey moved his knob around her lips trying to find her opening. At last his tip rested right where it needed to be. This was it. Wrapping her legs around him and placing her hands on his buttocks she ready herself, still begging him with her eyes. Begging him to do this with her. Pulling his body with her legs and hands, she felt herself impaled by his cock. As his knob popped past her tight ring of muscle she accepted his manhood inside her burning core. Shivering as she suppressed another orgasm, Kacey forced herself to stay present and feel every part of this moment. Now that his big knob was past her outer ring of muscle the rest of him slid in easily, her hot, wet vagina ready for him. As he eased himself slowly inside her grip, Kevin's face radiated the delight he was feeling clearly. Sharing their first time, the two lovers gazed at each other, partaking in the most amazing thing either of them had felt. Before long Kevin was all the way inside her tight body, and they both shivered with delight to be one person, joined as intimately as two humans could be. Then Kevin began to stroke in and out, enhancing both their bliss. When his eyes glossed over, diving into his own pleasure, Kacey took a moment to glance at the laptop. The screen was full of her body wrapped around Kevin's, her legs wide enough to show where he entered her, but she spread her legs wider still, allowing everyone to see how her lips stretched around his cock. Fascinated by seeing her own body from another angle, she watched, riveted, as her body was filled over and over by him. The feeling as she was stuffed with cock was enhanced powerfully by seeing it happen on screen. That was when her orgasm forced past her defenses and Kacey began to tremble from head to toe with release. Juddering violently, she came, her body overjoyed to be fucking. For a frozen period of time Kacey simply climaxed over and over as she rubbed her clit and Kevin drove in and out of her tingling pussy. It was utter bliss. It didn't last very long before Kevin pulled out, gasping his own climax. Lunging up her body, he once again aimed his member at her face and stroked himself. In seconds a cascade of sperm once more flooded over her features. This time it was marvelous. The spill of his seed gave her more pleasure than she could have imagined. Now it was a show of his ecstasy, his shared delight in what they were doing together. Loving the hot spill of wetness, she opened her mouth to receive his orgasm, happy to taste him, the flavour much more palatable when her own pleasure had been so considerately given earlier. Rubbing her tingling clit, Kacey climaxed once more as she was coated in his seed. And then it was over. She'd lost her virginity. She had fucked. Kevin lay beside her and buried his face in her breast, and Kacey reveled in the closeness she felt with him, even as a huge audience took in every moment. Now was the time, when everyone was recovering from what they had seen. Taking his face in her hands, Kacey smiled at him and began to whisper, looking past him at the computer screen and moving her face out of view. "Listen very careful to me, okay. There is a bomb in the nightstand. Don't look! There is someone watching who is trying to kill me- us- everyone in this building. They are making me do all of this. I'm going to have to go do something this person wants me to do. When I do, come in here and disarm the bomb in the table. I don't know how, but please try." Kevin looked as if she had slapped him. Even as his orgasm fogged his mind, she denied him a chance to revel in what they had done. Putting everything she had into pleading with him to believe her, she showed him her total terror. "Please believe me. They are listening right now over the microphones in my laptop and phone. I don't know what else to do. Please. Leave right now, and then come back here when I leave. If I can, I'll explain all this later. Right now I'm desperate. I need your help." Stroking his body seductively for the camera, she urged him to believe her. Disentangling herself from the stunned boy, giving him a moment to process, Kacey pulled herself together and went back into her role as a porn star. "That's it guys. I'm so happy you watched. I can't believe how amazing it felt knowing you all shared my first time. I don't know when I'll be back, but I'm sure there is more sex in my future. I hope you'll share it with me." Looking at her sperm stained face, she smiled as a thrill went through her. If nothing else she'd had one amazing experience before she died. Blowing a kiss at the camera she pretended to sign off as the Voice controlled her computer. And her life. End Part One.