PART 5

She hesitated just a little before crossing the restaurant�s door.� Immediately she felt of the stares of the people in the nearby tables. She felt her knees weakening but continued her march to the hostess. But before she arrived to her desk, the hostess walked to her and said politely but firmly.

�Sorry Miss, no sellers and no beggars allowed.�

Lillian felt deeply ashamed, but resisted her urges to turn and ran away from that humiliation.

�No, ma�am. I am sorry for my attire. I� I am just looking for someone�. Karen� Karen Smith� she is eating here with some co-workers�

�I see.�, said the hostess doubtfully.

�We have a dress code here. Why don�t you wait outside, and I will see if she is still here. Ok?�

�Thank you ma�am�, said Lillian with relief. She really felt out of place in the lobby of that nice restaurant.

She left the restaurant. The hostess was a young beautiful girl and was there as an eye-candy for middle-age businessmen, she was dressed in an elegant dress but the cleavage and the length of the skirt were daring. Lillian had always despised hostess, but now she felt so unworthy to even talk to this respectable girl.

After maybe 5 minutes the hostess came out and said. �Ms Smith is eating� here indeed. You are not allowed inside but her group is about to finish, she said that you should wait here for her.�

Lillian simply nodded. She felt a new wave of humiliation and a new blow on her self-confidence, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She waited there patiently for maybe another 10 minutes. She knew she was running out of time, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Finally a big group of business people showed on the restaurant�s door. They were 9, a couple looked like young secretaries, but the others were women and men in their early thirties that were dressed to impress,� they looked successful, and happy, like they had just had a great time. A couple of men said good bye.

�Congratulations again Karen. You are in the path of a great career. A 40% raise. I am really envious�,� One of them said.

�I think you even beat Patrick, as the fastest first promotion in the company�, said the other guy, �See you later at the office�

Lillian was stunned to be hearing all that. Karen was already making more than she would earn in the internship if she hasn�t screwed it, but now she will be even at a higher position. She felt jealousy and anger. She also felt deeply humiliated just thinking that at least until she finished paying her employee loan, Karen would be making more by the hour than she made the whole week.�

Then her thoughts were interrupted by one of the secretaries. She was staring directly at her, �Look at that slut! Isn�t it to early for street walking!�, she said with anger. She thought that a tramp like that degraded all women.

The loud insults attracted a lot of attention to Lillian, and soon all the group, including the departing guys were staring at her. Some were whistling, or making dirty jokes.

Lillian felt trapped, but to everybody�s surprise she managed to say, �Karen, please�

�Hey! She is my cousin Lilly!�

�Oh� I am so sorry Karen�we didn�t know�she looks so� so different�, said one of the secretaries, sincerely regretting her actions .

�Don�t worry Sandy, she deserved it. I have told Lilly a thousand times that she shouldn�t go out in that kind of outfit or nobody would take her seriously. But she still surprises me, I never had seen her wearing so little� well� I mean outside the apartment�

Lillian blushed. She felt betrayed but she understood that it must be pretty embarrassing for Karen to be greeted by her, in her current outfit, and in front of all of her co-workers. �I wouldn�t even say hello, if it was me the one in the business outfit�, she thought.

Karen was pretty amused with the whole encounter, and she wanted to take down Lillian another peg.

�As a matter of fact, why don�t you help me. Maybe if she hears it from another women, she will understand. Maybe she needs a harsh treatment to change her ways�.

Sandy was the first to talk. �Listen Lilly, there is something called underwear. You should wear it, unless you want everybody think you are a slut�. She said it in a patronizing tone that almost made Lillian explode, but a little voice inside her own head put her out of guard. �unless you want everybody KNOW that you are a slut�, she repeated mentally to herself.

Lillian covered her tits with her arm.

��You should look up to your cousin. She is a really good example for you to follow, she is a successful woman, that gets everything with her brains not her looks.� She has a very good taste for clothes, if you can�t be like her, you should at least imitate her�.� Said another woman, maybe the one with the highest rank there.

Loren, a 32 accountant added, �Lilly, don�t you know half your ass is on display? Are you a slut, or just want people to think you are a slut?�

Lillian was speechless. She didn�t know how to defend herself. She felt dumb and ashamed. She felt miles below any of the women scolding her. She didn�t dare to say anything to those respectable ladies, and her mind was really blank.

She felt more humiliated that any day in her life, she wanted to be far away from there. She really wanted to comfort herself. To caress her pussy to have the reward she needed to push away all those insults. Then she realized that for the first time she understood in first person the real meaning of the word bimbo. Here she was dressed like a slut, all dumb, and all of she could think of was getting off.

She babbled something, then she gathered all of her resolution and said, �Karen. I was here to ask you to lend me some clothes�.

�You say it for real, or are you only trying to make me happy.�

Lillian rolled her eyes impatient at Karen�s game, but it only managed to look more like the spoiled teenager everybody believed she was.

�No. It is for real. Please, can I have your room keys�

�No. Sorry. I let them in the office.�

Lillian�s face went blank. �I really need to change�Some jeans at least��, said Lillian, her voice faltering.

�I don�t have my purse with me. Girls, could you lend me some spare, so Lilly could buy a pair of jeans�.

A few minutes later they parted, leaving a stunned Lillian counting coins and 1�s bills. She had around $12 USD.

For a moment she felt defeated and thought about skipping her appointment with Ms. Barbara, but she realized that it would only make things more difficult. She was determined to shop for some jeans and t-shirt, she wanted to be decently dressed as soon as possible.�

She walked around in the business district for a few minutes. It was a very shameful walk, dressed as she was. She constantly saw people staring at her, pointing, even laughing. She felt more and more self conscious after she was scolded by middle aged women a couple of times. Her search was fruitless, the stores in the business district were mainly high class ones, she wouldn�t afford even a handkerchief there. Not to mention that she would probably be thrown out before she could even reach the junior department.

She analyzed her possibilities, she could find inexpensive clothes in the thrift shop, but there was no guarantee, there wasn�t many clothes of her size. And she had lost precious minutes walking around, so she probably won�t make it on time. There were several big supermarkets near her university that probably carried some inexpensive clothes, but she didn�t want to get any closer to her college until she was more decently dressed. She walked towards downtown, and it looked like a good decision because she finally found a discounted store. It wouldn�t be as inexpensive as a big supermarket, but she could probably find something.

She walked the aisles and found several racks with jeans at $14 and t-shirts from $9. She was desperate and started to look in a table full of clothes that said, �any item at $9.99�. There were several blouses, jeans and skirts. She realized that she won�t afford two items and decided that she should do something about her shorts, after all the words �You are showing half your ass�, still rang in her head. She knew that her shorts were more shocking than her blouse.

After desperately searching she finally located one item that could fit her. It was a pair of jeans. They were stretch fit and very low ride. They reached just to mid-calf. She didn�t like them at all, but they were a lot better than her shorts. She bought them and asked for a bathroom to change.

After struggling with them she was able to put them on, but not before taking off her small shorts, which were so small and shear that she was able to store them in her purse. She looked at the mirror. It was an improvement, but not a big one. Those jeans were made of a very thin denim and looked almost like painted on her, and there were a� lot of skin between the low ride jeans and the small t-shirt.

Lillian sighed, there wasn�t much she could do about it. She though one more time on calling Ms. Barbara instead of going to the appointment but rejected the idea. She would have to go and fix this situation.

-0-�

An hour later Lillian entered her thesis counselor office. Barbara was shocked by Lillian�s look. She was always so business like, so demure, so conservative.� Her hair and makeup always looked neat and sophisticated, but now she looked like a young high school tramp. She had never seen a student dressed so trashy or so slutty.� For a moment Barbara was speechless, so she made a hand motion signaling Lillian to sit.

All of this went not unnoticed to Lillian. She was blushing ashamed, she didn�t expect to bring �Lilly� to �Lillian�s� territory. She was forced by the circumstances and she didn�t like it at all.

When Barbara finally got over the initial shock, she said, �Lillian, mmh�, she was trying to find the right words, but finally she decided to talk straight to the point, �Are you on drugs or something?�

�No. Of course no�, said Lillian avoiding eye contact and blushing, she felt outraged by the question,� but she realized that the true explanation was worse. Still she wanted to save some face and added, �I was wearing this trying to empathize with my subject and I didn�t get the chance to change before our meeting. I am sorry.�

She felt more at ease, even knowing what was coming.

�Lillian, you know that our professional job requires us to keep a distance from our subjects or patients. Dressing like her could help her open up but it weakens your position and could also introduce false inputs to your subject that could in the end alter the result of the study�

�I know�, said Lillian, but she immediately regretted it, so she added, �This is risky but I was having too much trouble making her open up�

Barbara was disappointed and her face showed it, but decided to let it go. �Well, that is your decision, not a very professional one, but your decision. I will however, require you to state that in your thesis so the readers could judge if they trust the results or not given the bias introduced by your empathizing technique�.

Lillian blushed with rage and shame. That bitch was forcing her to write in the opening of her thesis that she dressed like a slut for the interviews. In her field, it was very common to analyze thesis of collages and job candidates.

She wanted to end the meeting as soon as possible so she said, �She was reluctant to give her studio photos but I finally got them, I store them here and of course I edited out the faces as she requested�

�Of course�, said Barbara.

Barbara took the memory and put it in her computer.

Lillian felt very uncomfortable and wanted to leave right then.

�I need to go�

�No please stay. I need to see if I can read them properly. It will only take a few minutes, and we need to talk after I see them�

Ms. Barbara started slowly browsing the photos, looking at them for a good deal of time.

All the while, Lillian was nervously fidgeting in her chair. Just the thought that her teacher was looking at naked pictures of her was making her burn with shame, but it was also awakening her arousal. These days her pussy seemed to be always ready to spark. She glanced discreetly to her crouch, only to find an embarrassing wet spot. It seemed now that her pussy was just waiting for the slightest provocation to drench her jeans which recently happened several times a day.

It seemed like an eternity, Lillian was trying to guess which photo was Ms. Barbara looking at, just based on her facial expressions, she was in complete silence but from time to time she arched an eyebrow, or blinked. A knock on the door startled Lillian and interrupted Ms. Barbara work.

�Come in�, and turning to see Lillian she said, �Sorry Lillian, but I have to sign some papers, it would just take me a couple of minutes.

It was a student.

�Hi�, he said looking at Lillian. Then turned to see Ms. Barbara and said, �Hi Ms. Barbara, this is my application, if you endorse me, please sign here and here.�

Then Ms. Barbara turned her 22� widescreen monitor that now showed the first photo of Lillian�s set, so both Karl and Lillian could see it.

�Yes I will� endorse you.�

She started signing the papers while the student eyes were glued on the screen and Lillian felt completely embarrassed. It was a student of her own university and he was looking at her, naked and cuffed on the screen!

Ms. Barbara closed the folder but before giving it to the Student she said, �Karl, maybe you can help us. Do you think these photos are from some pornographic studio or are they amateur?�

The student felt a little bit nervous and turned to see Lillian who could not avoid to blush. He started looking at each photo, pausing at each one for comments.

�Well, she is really hot, and I am not a photography expert but the lighting looks professional, can we see more?�.

Another call interrupted Ms. Barbara and she said, �Yes, you can come in Katy, I really need my coffee�

When Katy entered she was shocked by the image on Ms. Barbara monitor, �It is Lillian�s research subject, please be discreet. But you can help us too, we want to know if this is really a professional photo shot.�

�Could this be worst?�, thought Lillian whose face was still red.

�You should relax Lillian. We are all professional, there is nothing wrong about looking at porn from a professional perspective, and is not as if it were you on the screen�, said Ms. Barbara and laughed.

Lillian nervously laughed along, and tried to detach herself of her situation.

Everybody was trying to make professional sounding comments even Lillian added some commentaries on the setting, but when they reached the last one. The one where she was sucking Paul�s cock (although her face was blocked), Lillian was overwhelmed. It was too shameful for her to see her Teacher, a college secretary and a fellow student analyzing her pornographic photo.

�Wow! Said Karl. She is really good, look at her pussy�. Er� vagina,� she is really aroused, there is even a wet spot in the chair. Can you zoom it?�

Ms. Barbara obeyed to Lillian�s shame. There it was her pussy in a larger than life size. The camera that Megan used had been really high resolution.

Then Katy that was getting more and more into the activity (anything was better than real work), added. �Well, the photos are high resolution for sure. And she must really be a porno model because look, she doesn�t have any stubble, she probably had electrolysis to remove all her pubic hair, only the worst sluts would do that�

Lillian�s heart was pounding fast, but fortunately it all ended as suddenly as it started. Ms. Barbara said, �Thank you both for your help. Please leave me alone with Lillian�.

�Ok. Lillian, it seems that you complied with my request. I think that we can meet next Monday and talk about the future of your project. I am even open to help you get an extension if you need it�.

Lillian breathed satisfied. It was her first real accomplishment, next week she would put her life back on track.

�Thank you Ms. Barbara, I�ll be here�.

�Just one more thing Lillian. One of your classmates claimed that he had interviewed Carly Fiorina, Sherry McCoy, and Amy Pascal among others. He sent me a bunch of photos of this famous ladies with him as a proof that his interviews were real. I recruited a photoshop expert of the arts department to see if the photos were real or fake. He made his analysis and they were real.

I would like to send him these photos too. I don�t think they have any problem, but I want to have a professional opinion to back me in case of any controversy. You know, I already burned once�, she said with a smile.

Lillian felt jealousy for the guy interviewing her former idols.

�So, do you have any problem if I send these pictures to the expert? I promise that the privacy of your subject will be protected�

Lillian hesitated, but she was so happy with the results of the meeting that she didn�t want to risk them in anyway.

�Yes, of course. Just no copies please� I promised my subject�

�Don�t worry about that.� I will keep a copy, and send another to Mr. Jackson. He will promptly destroy them after the analysis�.

Lillian realized that there was no way to know, but she preferred not to think too much about it.

�Ok. Ms. Barbara, see you on Monday�.

�And Lillian. Please don�t bring your empathizing attire next time.�, she said with a smile, while Lillian blushed.

Part 5-b

Lillian�s night was pretty uneventful.� She had to be naked in the apartment but it helped her conceal to Karen the fact that she already had a photo shoot. She had taken off her new jeans and hid them under the stairway outside the apartment for fear of Megan making her exchange them for another outfit that would be a lot skimpier.

Megan interpreted Lillian apparent happiness as a signal that she was coming to terms with her incipient porno model career. Karen was puzzled, but thought that maybe Lillian got some good news at school. At some point Lillian approached Karen.

�Karen. We need to talk.�

�About what?�

�It is something long. Can we have lunch together tomorrow? It is very important to me�.�

She needed to recruit her to help her get out of Megan�s control and made Megan forget about all that porno career craziness. Megan was hearing from afar and she interpreted it as just the contrary. Lillian will announce her cousin about her career choice.

�OK.� Meet me at 2:00PM, there is a McDonald just around the corner of the restaurant where you saw me last time. Try to dress decently, I don�t want to be kicked out�.

Lillian swallowed her pride and said. �Thanks Karen, I�ll be there.�

The Call

At her morning break she checked her cell phone and found a lost call and a message. �Call me! It is urgent�, both came from the same unknown number.

She dialed. It was probably Karen calling from a new phone or something.

�John Jackson here�, it was a male voice. The name was vaguely familiar.

�Hi Mr. Jackson, I have a call from you in my cell phone at 11:40?�, then the name �Mr. Jackson� hit her like a train.

�Yes Lillian. I work in the arts department of the university�

�Oh. You must be the one helping Ms. Barbara�, said Lillian trying to stay cool.

�Well, I have some findings and I wanted to share them with you beforehand�

�Yes?�, she said trying to conceal the trembling in her voice. �What could go wrong? There is no way he could have something or is it?

�Well the photos are professional indeed. The camera used, the settings of the camera were all right, and it indicates that there was professional lighting used, because the flash was off, and.�

�I see�, said Lillian more at ease.

Mr Jacoson cut the long explanation and continued,�Have you heard about the exif code?�

�No�

�Well it is a hidden code put by the camera in the photo file. It contains all kind of information about the camera, it�s settings, in sometimes the gps position. This code is preserved even if the photo is edited.�

Lillian felt a hole in her stomach, he could probably know where the photos were taken and think that there� couldn�t be a porno studio in the expensive business district , but even if the gps position was in the code, she could talk it off�.

�The exif code also have another pair of interesting things. It has the real� time and date stamp of the photo. This photos were taken just a couple of days ago�

Lillian was speechless. This was really bad.

�And the last thing that the exif code carries is a thumbnail of the photo. Some photo editors� override the thumbnail, but others left the original. Your editor is of the second ones�.

�A.. a thumbnail��, she managed to ask.

�Yes Lillian, let me send it to you�

Her phone vibrated and soon an image of her kneeling and naked, her red hair and aroused face clearly identifiable in spite of the low resolution of the photo.

�My professional conclusion is that these photos were taken just a couple of days ago, and the model is definitely you. I bet you would have many problems if I give my conclusions to Ms. Barbara�.

�Would�, Lillian thought, a window of hope.

�What do you want? You know� to keep it.. to keep it to yourself�, said Lillian.

�I want money�, he was always short. �Give me 2,000 USD and I will keep it quiet�.

�I don�t have that kind of money�

�You are surely a resourceful girl, put your mind in getting my money or say good by to your college. You must have something to sell, you must have friends that lend you,� bank accounts, whatever. Just get it. I will say Ms. Barbara that I have not analyzed the photos yet. I�ll wait� until Monday�

�It would be impossible to get that kind of money for Monday!�

�Tell you what. Gather as much as you can, and on Monday I will tell you if it is enough. If it isn�t I will call Ms. Barbara and give her the disappointing news about her pupil�.

Lillian was frozen. She finished the rest of her working morning as a robot. Then she went to the Mc. Donalds. Karen was her only hope. She needed that money, otherwise everything will be over.

She felt more at ease once they were sit in a booth. It concealed the shorts that she was wearing, and her t-shirt looked more innocent, even when it was clear that she wasn�t wearing a bra.

Karen talked first, �So. What is what you wanted to tell me?�

Lillian sighed. She had planned this meeting to help her get rid of Megan, but now she had much bigger priorities. She fidgeted in her sit, then she throw her flip flops and sat crossing her legs Indian style.� She looked childish compared with the business woman in front of her.

She nervously picked at her fries.

Karen crossed her hands in front of her. �I am waiting Lillian. I have to return to work soon�.

Finally Lillian broke. She told Karen all the true story about she needing photos to probe that Karen was a porno model, she told her about how being drunk she had send pictures of herself nude but with her face blocked to comply with the request. She then told her how Ms. Barbara had asked for real studio photos, and she knew they would have to be of herself again. She told her about the photo session, of course omitting the humiliating details, and finally about the previous day dialogue with Ms. Barbara.

�So what is the problem then? It seems that you get what you needed. Don�t you?�, said Karen, who was pretty amused with the events. �I have to see those photos�, she thought cheerfully.

�I thought so, but a man of the arts department analyzed the photos and discovered it was me�

Karen�s eyes were large as plates, she wanted to laugh but contained herself.

�And�?�, she said, sensing that there was something more.

�He wants $2,000� by Monday morning or he will tell Ms. Barbara�

�That is a lot of money. How will you get it?�

�You know I can�t. It is impossible. Can you get a loan in your job or something? I promise to pay you soon, with interest. Please!�, she begged.

�No. I can�t do that. Sorry. I am doing very well in this job, but I just started. It will look bad if I ask for a loan this soon. They would think that I can�t even manage my own finances. But�.�

�But what?�, said Lillian seeing a glint of hope.

�How important is this to you? Are you willing to make sacrifices, you know sell stuff�

�It is the most important thing in the world, and yes I would sell my stuff�. Said Lillian desperately.

�OK. Let me make some calls. Why don�t you� re-fill my diet cock in the meantime�.

Meekly Lillian grabbed Karen�s glass and went to refill it. There were several high school girls ahead of her, so she had to wait.

When she returned Karen� was still on the phone. She just gestured Lillian to put the glass in front of her. Lillian remained standing and full of apprehension while Karen calmly sipped form her beverage and said short phrases from time to time, �yeah�.� Aha�..�� I see�.. so that is your best offer.� Well let me call her and I call you back with an answer�.

Karen said, �Sit. I got you a client for your stuff.�

�What stuff?�, said Lillian doubtfully.

�All of it. See I have this friend, he likes to buy whole storage rooms without seeing them. I told him about you and the little storage that you rented for your belongings, and he agreed to buy them all, without seeing what is inside for $1,200 USD. I bargained as much as I could and he offered me $1,300, I think is a good value.�

�All of my stuff?�, said Lillian, �Wouldn�t I get more value, selling or pawning each thing separately. Just the computer cost me around that amount?�

�Probably, but don�t take it as sure thing. The used market does not pay so well, specially if you are in a hurry. Clothes are often bought by the pound, and electronics are paid at 1/10 their original retail value. After all these people have to make a profit. You just have this afternoon and tomorrow, I think you are not going to get a better value.�

�Can I at least get some clothes and my personal stuff?�

�Forget about the clothes, they are part of the deal, but I can get your personal belongings. You know papers, photos, things like that.�

Lillian felt ditzy. �I don�t know, I would lose too much and it would be probably not enough for this guy�.

�Tell you what. I want to help you. I will give you $200 for the entire wardrobe you already lend me, and I even let you use these outfits for your school appointments, but just for your school appointments.�

On one hand Lillian felt better. She wouldn�t have to go to another appointment dressed as a slut. That would definitely help her to improve her mood and gain some normality.� On the other hand, she would have to dress like a slut everywhere else.

She was hesitating. �If I could arrange for $1,300, I could keep the $200 to buy some new clothes, cheap ones, but decent ones�. She bit her lower lip. She realized that, no matter how optimistic she could be about it, selling her stuff would be another step downwards.

She was thinking. �Maybe I should call Ms. Barbara and come clean. With luck, she could let it go with the condition that I drop the thesis, and I could even trap that bastard. But what if she didn�t, what if she accuse me of academic fraud, it certainly would lose much more than $2000. Shit! I was so close, and to fail after all my sacrifices. It�s really frustrating. No. I have to play this card. I am brave, I can do what it takes.�

�Ok. Karen. I agree to both offers�, she said whit less conviction than she intended.

Karen immediately called her friend.

�Yes, you may pick it right now. I will talk with the storage facility manager so you don�t have any problems�.� Yes�. Just leave me the cash later in my office�. Thanks � you are a sweet guy�

Then she hung up and said.

�Ok. I have to go now. I�ll give you the money before your Monday meeting. By the way, I will be out of town for the weekend, I�ll see you on Sunday night, but don�t worry I will give you the money by then�.

Lillian felt a hole in her stomach. Just like this, all of her possessions were gone, and she didn�t even know if it would be enough to buy that man and stop from being thrown out of the university. She realized with sadness that it would take her months to recover from this. She looked at herself and realized, that at least until she paid the �loan� of Mr. Palmer, she won�t look any better, she would even look worse if she didn�t stop Megan�s games. Well, that was not important at that time. The priority was to stop Mr. Jackson�s blackmail.

She decided to go to the apartment. Once there she took off her clothes and stored them in the trunk. It make her feel so small and so humiliated, and she really needed other reassurance in her current circumstances,� but she didn�t want to piss Megan, not while she had her photos and the release form.

She tried to put her worries aside, Karen told her that $1,300 would most probably be enough. But doubts invaded Lillian�s thoughts.

�What if it is not enough?, I won�t� have time to raise more money on Monday.� Oh, I don�t think I could live with this anguish for two more days. There is just so much in stake here�.

After nearly an hour of hesitation and internal debate, she finally decided to call Mr. Jackson and bargain right then, instead of waiting until Monday.

�Mr. Jackson?�, she said with a week voice. She felt pretty insecure, and having that conversation naked just added to her feelings.

�Ah. Lillian the Model. You should see the photo that I have on your caller Id�.

Lillian blushed ashamed. She wanted to say something but words didn�t come out.

�Do you already have my money sweetheart?�

�No sir, well� yes��

�Yes or not. Decide. Are all psychology majors this dumb?�

Lillian felt her face burn.

�I got $1,300, is all that I could gather. I just can�t��

She was interrupted.

�You are doing very well. I bet that you will get the rest by Monday�

�No Sir! I really can�t, I don�t have any money, I sold all my stuff..�, she was on the verge of crying she even let out a little sob.

�Tell you what, got me $1,700 and you are off the hook�

�I really can�t sir�, then she surprised herself by saying, �isn�t there another way� you know�we can meet and� well� if you liked the photos�.�, she couldn�t believe she was offering her body once again to try to save her career.

At the other end of the line, Mr. Jackson laughed.

�You definitely have a cute ass girl, unfortunately for you I don�t swing that way�

Lillian cursed.

�Please sir.�

�$1700 by Monday, if you don�t have them, don�t bother calling me. You are a smart girl, don�t you? I bet you would find a way to get another $400 during the weekend�

With that he hung up, he was barely containing the laugh. He didn�t expect to get not even a thousand. Once he started the blackmail, he was out in the open, if the girl didn�t bite, he would be in a bad position, but that girl was definitely a pretty shitty negotiator. She didn�t realize that she had a certain degree of leverage. �And they say that the art majors are the ones without down to earth skills�, he though amused.

On the other side, Lillian was appalled. She would have to give the $200 that Karen was going to pay her, and still would be $200 short. She was so scared, and so depressed that she ate some cereal and went to bed early. She masturbated to sleep trying to forget about her worries.

Lillian awoke late on Saturday morning, it was around noon. Megan was already up and was eating breakfast-lunch. She was in a cheerful mood and invited the naked Lillian to join.

�Good morning sleepy head! Do you want some hot cakes?�

Lillian barely nodded. She was still half asleep. She started eating as Megan talked.

�Today is cleaning day. It was Karen�s turn to clean the apartment, but as she is out of town, I suppose she told you to take her place, didn�t she?�

Lillian grunted. She didn�t want to clean the apartment, or anything. She just wanted to find a way to get $200.00.

�Sorry I can�t do it. I have to go. I�ll help you next week�

�Where are you going to?�

�Er� I �.�, she hadn�t thought and she was pretty bad at improvising.

�Don�t be lazy. You can do this in just a few hours, and then you can go out in the night with your friends. Maybe brag to them about your incoming porno career.�

�No.. I really need to go�I can do the work at night, I won�t get out�

�You are just being lazy. Let�s compromise, you�ll do the cleaning, and I will do the Laundry, and if you do a good work, I may lend you some bucks so you can hang out at night. Of course with your looks and clothing style, you shouldn�t pay anything by yourself. Let the men do it, after all they are going to get something. Aren�t they?�

Lillian blushed,�Megan must think I am an easy lay�, she thought. But then memories of her recent sexual encounters filled her mind, and she realized that she had been having sex with people she barely knew. Then the shame became even deeper. She wasn�t being misjudged by Megan. She simply guessed right that she was an easy lay.

Lillian felt a tingle in her pussy and tried to put that thought aside. Then she realized that Megan could be her way out. She surely could afford to lend her $200, she just have to be on her good side.

�Ok. I�ll do the cleaning�

�That�s the spirit. I know that you do this all week, but hey, in a short while you could leave that boring job and start your own porno model career!�

Lillian blushed at both implications. The first, that she was just a cleaning girl for now. And the second that Megan thought that the most she could aspire to, is to be a porno model.

Megan opened Karen�s room door, and then her own room door, and told Lillian to start sweeping and mopping.�

Lillian started in Karen�s room. Doing housework naked made her feel humiliated and insecure, but just by being close to her cherished clothes, made her have some hope. She then had a brilliant Idea.

�When Megan goes to the laundry, I can dress decently and then go to the bank and ask for a loan. There is an office open in Saturdays, and the regular income� that my account shows should be enough to borrow $300� or $500. Why didn�t I think of this a few weeks ago? It would have been easier than all I did. I must be stupid. How couldn�t I think of that earlier?�.

Megan took her time, she was walking back and for, supposedly collecting the clothes for laundry, but taking her time to look with undisguised lust at her nude servant. She also took every opportunity to� correct Lillian�s work.

�Hey, you must sweep better, there is a bunch of dust on that corner. You are a pretty bad cleaner,� no wonder you have to fuck the boss to keep job�.

Lillian blushed with shame. She was doing a shitty work indeed. The reality is that her mind was wandering. She was dying with anticipation, she wanted Megan gone so she could test her theory at the bank.

Finally Megan seemed satisfied with the couple of bags filled with dirty clothes. They included most of Lillian�s scarce wardrobe. Lillian was pretty happy that Megan was about to leave, but then Megan surprised her.

�Lilly. Come to the living room.�

Lillian hesitated, the door to the outside aisle was partly opened. Somebody standing in the right spot could see her. Still she didn�t want to upset Megan so she complied.

�Put your hands in front of you�

Lillian obeyed without much thinking until Megan surprised her by closing a pair of hand cuffs around her wrists.

�No� Megan��, she said in a weak, insecure voice, �no games today�. I need to finish the cleaning��. She was blushing and was very nervous. This could close the door to her recently found solution to her money problems.

��To be frank. Well, you are a good girl, and I trust you, but I know you are struggling financially, and I don�t want to give you any temptation to act foolishly and ruin our friendship.�

Then she added in a cheerful voice. �I bet you can do a very good job just as you are, and it will be a lot more fun don�t you think? It will turn the boring cleaning into something sexy and daring�, she said excitedly.

Lillian was speechless. Then Megan handed her what looked like another pair of cuffs, just these weren�t separated by a short chain, but by a 2 feet bar. Megan continued, now even more excited.

�Put this on your ankles.�

Lillian decided to fight back, �I remembered that I need to go to bank� If you lend me some decent clothes I promise to play with you all afternoon.�, then she added, �I need� some cash because I have to make an important payment Monday morning�, hoping it would sound serious.

�How much do you need?�

�Around $300�.

�Can you withdraw that kind of money?�, she said a little surprised.

�No�, Lillian acknowledged shyly, �I was expecting to ask for a cash loan or something�.

�No that won�t work, not for Monday anyway. Now put the ankle cuffs because I need to go, and I will think of something for your problem�

Lillian hesitated, but she realized that Megan�s help could be more certain than a bank loan. She was right, even if approved, it could take days to clear off. She bitted her lower lip and put the ankle cuffs. The spreader bar wasn�t too long but it will make her walking difficult and shameful.

She felt a lot of apprehension being chained this way, and once again at Megan�s mercy, but her pussy seemed to be happy with the fact, as it was seriously dripping, and thanks to her pussy baldness, Lillian�s arousal was in plain sight.

Megan smiled satisfied, then she took a piece of chain and a couple of padlocks and used it to link Lillian�s cuffs and the spreader bar, so if she was standing up, she could not rise her hands more than a few inches above her navel.

Lillian�s respiration was getting short and ragged, much to Megan�s satisfaction who went for the killing. She put a strange aluminum belt around Lillian�s waist. She adjusted it tightly around the narrowest part of Lillian�s waist and then she closed it with a small padlock. Lillian was perplexed, but then Megan produced another strange piece of aluminum that had a couple of short chains at one end. Lillian still didn�t realized what could it be, until Megan laughingly clipped the aluminum in the front of the belt and then passed the chains between Lillian�s legs, pulled them tightly and clipped them to the back of the belt.� She finally fixed them with a couple of small padlocks.

Lillian then touched the garment with her cuffed hands, it was hard material and it covered her pussy completely but not much else, giving her absolutely no protection from prying eyes, but still rendering her pussy inaccessible. Just then she realized what it was. It was a modern chastity belt!

She looked at Megan with despair, and she said amused. �You need it, otherwise you would be all worn off by the time I come back. And I deserve to use your horniness, after all I am the one causing it�.

Lillian was about to say something when Megan put her a ball gag. She probably won�t need it, but she wanted Lillian to feel totally defenseless and vulnerable. She was rewarded by Lillian�s frightened but aroused respiration.

Megan was excited and amused by her creation. She tied a little frilly maid apron around Lillian�s waist. It was white, almost transparent, and so short that barely reached the top of her pussy. She finished her masterpiece with a matching white and black headband.

Lillian was overwhelmed with shame, and she was so horny that she would masturbate right there in front of Megan if she could.

Megan seemed to read her mind and said, �Don�t worry Lilly. I know you want to come, and you will; It just won�t happen until I come back, but in the meanwhile, I will make things interesting for you, so you don�t get bored with the cleaning.�

She then marched to the front window of the living room and pulled the venetian blinds up. Then she tied the cord to the top. Lillian�s eyes were a pair of plates. She was stunned. She won�t be able to reach the cord with the restricted movement of her hands, and she could not even use her mouth because of the ball gag. So the blinds were going to be wide open until Megan returned.

To Lillian�s despair. Megan repeated the operation in the kitchen window and in Karen�s bedroom. Fortunately for Lillian, Megan�s bedroom didn�t have a window. Megan closed her bedroom door with lock.

�My room is clean enough. Concentrate on the rest. And wash the dishes that are over the table. If Karen�s room isn�t reasonably clean, and the dishes are not washed by my return, you can forget about me helping you getting money�.

She then slapped Lillian�s ass. �So have fun slut.� I�ll be back soon�

Then she parted leaving Lillian in a state of semi shock. With the blinds up, she felt completely on display. She ran awkwardly to Karen�s room, walking like a frightened penguin, and feeling completely ridiculous.�

When she arrived, she looked to the open window with despair. The sunlight filled the room and she felt exposed. She tried to breath, and then realized that she could only be seen from the apartment right in front of hers, and maybe if she was close enough to the window, from the apartments bellow, above and to the sides. She shivered but calmed herself seeing that the apartment just in front of her window had the drapes closed.

With a lot of work, she managed to pick the broom from the floor and started sweeping. It was hard and tricky. In her first attempts, she almost fell, but then it became clear that she need to do short strokes, with made her progress very slow. Managing the dustpan and the broom at the same time was almost impossible, she put one of her bare feet over the dustpan and swept the dust to it in short awkward strokes. Her feet quickly became very dirty.

At some point she passed in front of the full body mirror of Karen�s room and she was amazed by what she saw.

�Where is Lillian, the brilliant, respectable psychology student, the future successful business woman?�, she thought with despair. She felt her old persona slipping irremediably away, being replaced �Lilly the slut� the image that the mirror reflected was a new low for her. She looked completely cheap, trashy� and horny. Her nipples looked like a pair of bullets and although she could not see her pussy she knew it was dripping wet. She realized that she looked more degraded than countless of the porno models that she had seen, specially the ones that she saw at the beginning of her �porno research�.

She blushed. �I am hitting a new low. I passed from almost executive to clerk to cleaning girl and now to some kind of a very slutty slave maid�, the last thought send shivers to her pussy. �Can I still go back to be what I was before this nightmare?�, she asked herself looking at the pornographic image reflected by the mirror. She push that thought away. �Of course I can, by Monday I will return to my normal self. I just need to play along a couple of days and I will be free to be myself again�

She tried to ignore her doubts, there were a lot of factors out of her control, she had sold all of her possessions and she will give the revenue to her blackmailer, it was also a real possibility that even if she managed to avoid an accusation of academic fraud, she still most probably will have to drop her thesis and lose her cum laude. But the doubt that she didn�t want to even verbalize to herself, the little thought that she wanted to keep out of her conscious mind, but kept nagging her like a little voice that was growing. That doubt was: �do I want to get back?�, still every time she let that thought slip to her conscious mind she convinced herself that it was just a passing phase and� �Lilly the slut� soon would be out of her life.

�It is only a behavioral conditioning�, she said to herself in a matter of fact tone, �The moment I stop acting like a slut, the moment I will feel again comfortable with my old� self and stop enjoying these humiliating roles that I have been forced to play�.

She knew she should get back to work, but she couldn�t take her eyes from the mirror. She looked worst than most porn models. She finally snapped out of her daze and continued cleaning the room the best she could. She even swept very close to the window at the risk of being seen. Which gave her a thrill that she tried to negate, but she even spent more time at that part, pretending to clean it more carefully.

Then she marched to the kitchen. It gave her a new wave of fear, and a new thrill. The march was slow and she was exposed to the apartment aisle. Their apartment was near the stairs, so if a person leaved or arrived to almost any apartment in their floor, she would be seen. The fact that it was Saturday with people entering and leaving at random hours made Lillian even more afraid.

The idea of being seen tormented her. �What would they think? Would they think that I had been kidnaped? Would they call the police?�, she thought. But then she surprised herself thinking, �No. They will think I am doing it on my own consent. They already KNOW I am a slut, and with this outfit they would hardly think that I am a victim, if any, they would think that I am a worse slut than they thought�

She arrived to the kitchen feeling defeated and aroused. There was another window that also lead to the aisle. She breathed deeply trying to control her fear. On the table were just a few plates and glasses from breakfast and the previous night dinner, as well as a frying pan. She took one plate and walked awkwardly to the kitchen sink, only to realize that it was too high. She could not rise her hands high enough to wash the plate there!

For a moment Lillian panicked. If she failed Megan won�t help her with the money she needed.

��Try to think Lillian, you are not a dumb bimbo, you can solve this�, she tried to reassure herself.

Lillian�s anxiety was rising. She was turning her head to one side and the other, trying desperately to think something. Then she got it. She took the first plate and carefully walked� to the bathroom. She let the plate in the shower floor, and returned laboriously to the kitchen. She realized that the march would make her more easily spotted if somebody came by, but she could not think of any other solution. So she marched back and forward, carrying items to the shower. After 15 or 16 rounds, she was exhausted and very nervous. Just then realized that she must have wash each piece instead of gathering all of them in the shower. She must wash them now, and thanks to her lack of prevision she had now another 15 or 16 rounds to the kitchen to return the dishes.

Lillian opened the shower and started washing the dishes with a liquid soap that she brought from the kitchen. The process was slow with her hands tied, she had to sit on the shower floor, so her she ended drenched.

When she finished, she stood up and waited several minutes trying to dry herself by shaking her body. She felt a little more at ease, at least while she remained in the bathroom, she wasn�t risking being seen.

After some minutes, she realized that she must return the dishes to the kitchen, otherwise Megan could arrive first.

She started the march back to the kitchen. She was still wet, her frilly skirt was plastered to her body and, her hair to her face.� The headband, looked surprisingly good in spite of the water. She left the dish on the kitchen table and marched back to the bathroom to pick some more. She realized that in spite of her drying efforts, she will have to mop the living room before Megan�s return.

She tried to move faster but when she was beginning the third trip to the kitchen she was shocked. There was a male teen just in front of her window. For a moment she stopped on her tracks and hoped for him to pass by without noticing her, and he almost did that but maybe he perceived the movement or something because he turned his head and was surprised by the sight.

Lillian almost got a heart attack, and maybe her face reflected her shock because the young man who must have been 16 or 17 years old looked scared, like thinking that something was seriously wrong, he seemed confused between getting help or trying to enter the apartment, but then he looked at Lillian�s face again and sensed something different. He could see that she was frightened indeed, but even with his lack of experience he was able to notice that she was seriously aroused. Her nipples were pointing out like bullets.� He quickly realized that Lillian was more concerned trying to hide than asking for help, and besides if she was captive, her captors wouldn�t have left the blinds open.

He realized what was happening and as their sights crossed again, his face expression had changed for one of pure lust and contempt.� Lillian shivered, and averted her sight. Looking at the floor ashamed, she turned around, exposing her ass to the visitor and returned to the bathroom. Her heart was pounding hard, she waited there for a few seconds, but when she got out she realized with shame the he was still there, in fact he was now closer to the window and covering the reflect with his hands to get a better view.

She returned to the bathroom and waited a little more. Her pulse was faster than anytime she could remember. She felt trapped, between exposing herself even more, in her worse than naked attire or failing to comply with Megan�s order, which in her current situation could have lifetime consequences. She realized her time was running out and she still have to make around 14 trips to the kitchen. She finally reunited all her courage and walked out the bathroom carrying a couple of coffee cups. She was slightly trembling. The boy was looking at her with open lust and she blushed but tried to ignore him acting liked if she didn�t know he was there.

The walk back to the bathroom was even more unnerving as she knew he was staring at her ass, and she could not even look at him. She made a couple of trips and was getting more and more aroused, her dark side wished to be even more on display, and as she arrived to the kitchen with another little load of dishes, she struggled with her little transparent apron and managed to take it off. Blushing deeper she walked back to the bathroom, knowing that her spectator was getting a full unobstructed view of her ass. She had to stop inside the bathroom for a few minutes to catch her breath. She was getting more and more aroused. She really wished to be able to touch herself.

She breathed deeply for a couple of minutes to calm herself down and be able to continue, but when she went again out of the bathroom, she noticed with shock that there were now 4 teenagers looking at her, their noses touching the window and making tunnels with their hands to get the best possible view. They were all smirking. A couple of them were full of acne, and probably she was the first woman that they had seen naked.

That thought gave her a weird sensation. Somewhat she felt a kind of sick satisfaction at that fact. She made a couple of more trips, and even when she didn�t dare to look at them in the eyes, like pretending she hadn�t notice their presence, she noticed that they were aroused, and then she thought about her photos in the internet.

�Are my photos being seen by a bunch of losers like these acne-boys, or some fat middle aged men? That�s for sure�, she answered herself, �They are people who probably can�t afford a girl, but can, nonetheless see me naked and humiliated anytime they want�,

She shivered with humiliation, but her arousal was pumping her degradation thoughts, �So I am at a lower level than these acne losers.�

At some point around her 10th trip, she let a plastic glass fall. The noise startled her, but the accident gave her a wicked idea. She turned, so her ass was pointing to the window and without bending her knees, she picked the glass, given her audience a very nice view of her ass, given the fact that she couldn�t close her legs thanks to the spreader bar that she was wearing.

That caused her audience to tap on the window as a kind of applause. The noise seemed to pull her out of her horniness induced stupor. She felt completely ashamed of her actions and walked as fast as she could to the kitchen. And then did the same with the rest of the trips.

She wanted to hide in the bathroom until Megan�s return, but realized that the floor was a mess with her dirty soles and the water, it was kind of muddy. She thought that Megan wouldn�t like that and maybe all of her effort would go to the trashcan. She looked for the mop but couldn�t find it. She finally settled for a big piece of old cloth that she found in the kitchen, and started rubbing the floor on her hands and knees, causing a lot of enjoyment to the teenagers. Little by little her arousal returned and with it her rational mind seemed to slip away, so soon she started to pose for the kids, trying to show them most of her ass, she was arching her back and almost pressing her face to the ground to make her ass her higher point. She imagined her asshole was almost poking out, and she even played with it, contracting and relaxing it.

The boys were mesmerized, but when they heard some noises in the stairway, they ran away, trying to avoid trouble. When Megan arrived, she noticed amused the boys running away, and then looked inside and was surprised by Lillian putting so obscene show. She enjoyed it for a few seconds smiling with lust. And then opened the door, startling Lillian. Who quickly turned back to see with some relief that it was Megan and not the boys entering the apartment.

Her fear was quickly replaced with shame. Megan probably witnessed her stupid behavior in front of the kids. She blushed and was speechless.

Megan wanted to eat that girl right there, but she know the more she kept her on the edge, the more satisfying it would be, and the more probability of leaving a lifetime impression on that cute girl.

She had never enjoyed so much dominating anybody, but this girl was really special. Fortunately Karen had given her cart blanche to seduce Lillian as she pleased.

��You can stop the show Lilly. Your little audience flew away�, said Megan laughing. Lillian was completely mortified, she wished for the earth to swallow her.

She quickly stood up and tried to say something. �I� I� didn�t��, she was so nervous that she couldn�t articulate an excuse.

Megan laughed again, amused by Lillian�s verbal clumsiness. �Don�t need to apologize Lilly. I already know you are a slut. It is only that you don�t cease to amaze me�.

With that she marched and closed all the apartment blinds. She enjoyed showing off her puppet, but she didn�t like to be seen interacting with her.

With the blinds closed Lillian felt a little more at ease.

�What happened to your apron? Did it make you feel overdressed for your audience?�

Lillian shivered with shame. �How could she know?�, she thought bitterly.

Lillian could not stand to be in front of Megan anymore, she wanted some privacy, and she wanted to get rid of her horniness by getting a much deserved and much delayed orgasm.

�Megan, I need to go to the bathroom, could you undo my bonds please? I really need it�, she tried to say thru the ball gag , but all that Megan could hear was some unintelligible noises� that she found quite entertaining.

�What do you say? That you are disappointed your audience flew?�, she said cheerfully.

Megan continued the game for several minutes, hearing Lillian desperately trying to communicate her need thru noises and pointing until she finally got tired and �finally understood�.�

�OK. Come here�, said Megan. She took a dog collar from her handbag and put it around Lillian�s neck. Then she produced a key and opened the padlocks that held the chain that went between Lillian�s handcuffs and the spreader bar. Lillian looked at Megan with hope as she unlocked the padlocks that held the chastity belt together and pulled and took it off.� Lillian felt that her ordeal was almost over, but then Megan surprised Lillian by pulling her handcuffed hands over her head and using a padlock she joined the central chain of her handcuffs to a d-ring in the back of her collar. Fixing her hands to the back of her neck.� Megan then took off the ball gag, and before she could talk she padded her on the ass and said.

�Off you go. Try to not make a mess in the bathroom.�

�What?... I can�t go like this�. I need you to free me.�, said Lillian.

�If I free you we both know what will you do with your hands.�, she said with a smirk.

Lillian blushed even reder and marched to the bathroom. She did her business and remained sit for a few minutes trying to calm herself down. �I need to end this stupid game right now. This woman is crazy�, but then she thought, �First I need to get her to make a loan�.�

On her way back to the kitchen she kept saying to herself, �Focus girl, you first need to get $300 and then you can stop this madness�.

�So how it was?�, said Megan.

�er� er.. it was hard to clean tied�..�

�And?�

�and� well.. �, she knew what Megan was expecting her to say, but she didn�t dare to recognize it, �it was� interesting��, just the memories have her dripping again.

Megan laughed, �I see how �Interesting��, she said pointing at Lillian�s longing pussy.

Lillian took the chance to change the subject, �Megan, about the loan, do you think you can give me the money today, you know to avoid problems Monday morning?�

Megan laughed. �You are mistaken me girl. I work in the business district but I am not a rich executive or anything. I have a decent salary now but I am still paying debts of the previous years, that is why we live here and not in a fancy apartment. But I am going to help you earn that money today�

Megan saw Lillian pale face, �Hey don�t worry it is not a porno job, we won�t do that until you are ready. And it isn�t anything that you won�t enjoy�

Lillian looked even more scared, she knew how Megan thought of her. �I am not a whore�, she said in a low voice.

�Hey, and I am not a pimp either�, she said laughing, �it is just a waitress job, so stop thinking about sex all the time.� There are ways to earn money without even having to show your pussy you know�, said Megan amused while Lillian blushed ashamed.

�Trust me, it is not big deal, I have done it myself when I am short of money. The manager is a friend of mine, he is always willing to accept temporary waitress, even for one night, they only have to be pretty, which you are, and smart enough to quickly learn the ropes.� You will only have to pass a brief interview and it is done.�.

Lillian was very nervous, just the thought of a job interview, even for a waitress position made her anxiety grow. She remembered her last interviews, first as the very bad, unfocussed interviewer and then her interviews with Mr. Palmer to get the cleaning girl job position and then to keep it. She shivered with shame and fear.�

She tried to be calm, but she felt very insecure,� and was afraid that the interview could trigger the memories of her recent humiliating interviews, stimulating her horniness and making her perform even worse at the new chance. She had been having trouble concentrating lately, and she blamed her arousal for it.

She finally realized that she needed to get rid of her current horniness otherwise she knew she would do pretty bad at the interview, and it would be not just extremely humiliating to fail in front of Megan, but she will lost her last chance to get the money in time to stop her blackmailer.�

There was just too much at stake,� �I really need to come, otherwise I will fail�, she thought biting her lower lip. She knew that Megan was keeping her on the edge for a reason, so she knew she had to involve her in order to be able to come.

�Megan could we� you know� I �. I need �. You know �.�, said Lillian stammering.

Megan was elated.

�What?�

�Can we� you know�. Make love�, she said the last couple of words in an almost inaudible voice. She could not believe that she was proposing a girl.

�You are very horny, don�t you?�

Lillian merely nodded.

�Well I need to go now, It won�t take me more than hour to get back but then we have to get you ready for your waitress job, and I don�t like to hurry things you know. Tell you what, tomorrow we stay in bed all day and make love like bunnies. How does it sound?�

Lillian looked at her with desperation.

�You simply can�t wait. Isn�t it?�

Lillian just looked at the floor humiliated, she couldn�t speak. It was too shameful but she needed to come before the interview.

�Well, I need to do my errand now, but I will make love to you when I return if I found that you really really want it and if you are lucky enough.�

Lillian looked at Megan puzzled.

�Follow me�, said Megan.

Lillian marched to the kitchen behind Megan.

�Lay on your back here�, Said Megan.

Lillian complied she was on her back between the kitchen table and the wall that leaded to the outside aisle.� Megan left the room for a couple of minutes and when she returned she unlocked Lillian�s ankle cuffs.

Lillian�s relief was short lived as Megan made Lillian bend her knees and started tying each tight with the respective calf using short belts, leaving completely in bondage as her hands were still handcuffed and clipped to the back of her collar.

Megan then took a blackboard that Karen and Megan had to leave short messages to each other and wrote:

�Hi friends, I am Lilly

If you find me with my legs wide open and I look straight into your eyes, please take a picture of me and upload it to amateursluts�

And I�ll be very grateful.

P.S. Don�t mention my address in the internet, or I�ll have to move�

Then Megan showed the blackboard to Lillian, and said:

�Here is the deal, if I found such a photograph in your site when I get back, we will� make love before going to the restaurant, otherwise, you will have to wait until tomorrow�

�But How?...�, Lillian said, surprising herself.

Megan didn�t answer, she put the blackboard besides Lillian and opened the window that lead to the aisle. The window was high on the wall, it started around 5 feet, and was protected by a grille. She then pulled the blinds up, and said.

�Listen Lilly, if somebody passes by, they won�t see you, you are on the floor and the window is high enough, they would have to get close to the window and look down, so it won�t happen casually unless your admiring crowd returns. If you are lucky enough and they return, is up to you to smile and open your legs�

Lillian was even more aroused but she managed to say, �No Megan, if this is the condition I don�t want to make love anymore�

�Sorry girl, but the time to say no has come and gone, and I have to go to my errand. Don�t worry, you will have fun, even if nobody shows you will have a great thrill�

�Lillian blushed, still she have some fight in her so she thought, �The minute that she goes, I will try to push the blackboard out of sight or erase it and I will try to crawl under the table. There is no way I will play her sick games anymore�

But Megan seemed to read her mind and said,

�Just a couple of things before I go�

And she tied the ball gag again, and then surprised Lillian by using a transparent fishing line to tie each of her nipples to a couple nails that protruded from the floor molding in the window wall.

Lillian realized with panic that she could not move from the spot that she was, unless she wanted to risk ripping her nipples apart.� She looked at Megan and begged with desperation, but she just smiled.

�I don�t understand you, well I should be going. I bet you will have a lot of fun�

Lillian rolled her eyes in desperation.

She was very nervous. At first every little noise made her jump and hurt her nipples, but as time passed she was getting more and more and ease.

�Probably those kids are away now, and nobody else will note my presence if I am quiet.�

She thought. With her peace of mind, her arousal returned little by little. The fact of being so blatantly exposed was making her shiver with excitement. She started fantasying about the kids returning and she begging them to take her picture, by then she was dripping like a faucet. Then she heard voices in the corridor. At the beginning she couldn�t get what they were saying, but as they approached she started to understand the phrases.

�She must have gone by now�, said one male voice

�or at least she must be dressed, they probably already had sex, the black girl leaved her anyway�, said another.

Lillian panicked, �They�re coming!�, she said to herself, looking nervously to one side and the other like trying to find something that would help her scape or at least hide, and save her from the humiliation that was coming.

At the end she only managed to close her eyes and her legs. The fisher lines didn�t help her, and she could not completely close her legs without making it extremely painful to her nipples.

Her heart was beating fast when she finally sensed that they were in front of her window. It only took them a few seconds to find her laying on the floor.

�Hey! There she is! And she is fully naked this time! I can see her pussy�.

�Isn�t she supposed to have hair down there�, said another one.

�She is a shaver�, said a third.

The most mature voice said, �Hey be quiet, we don�t want to draw attention�

Then they started to boldly describe her body and her bondage.

Even whit her eyes closed, she could not avoid to blush. They were discussing her like a piece of meat.

�Her tits are a bit small, but they are firm.�

�Her ass is just wonderful, she looks better than most porn stars.�

�I bet she is a submissive�, said the most mature, that wanted to look like an expert.

�Yeah�, said another.

Lillian legs started to feel tired, it was hard to sustain the semi-closed position tied as she was, so for moments she opened her legs and gave them an unobstructed look of her pussy. In one of such occasions, the most mature said,

�And she must like this a lot,� look her pussy is dripping wet�

�I can�t see it�

Lillian resisted the urge to close her legs. She was getting more and more in the game, so she stopped trying to close her legs and even started to slowly opening her legs a little more. She was getting more and more aroused and having her eyes closed made her feel a little bit detached, like if was just happening in a dream.

Something got her out of her stupor as she heard one say.

�I will take another picture, but this time with flash. Let me know if somebody is coming�

Lillian felt the flash, and with it a new wave of shame and arousal.

�They are already taking pictures of me naked and tied!�, she thought, and then trying to fight her arousal and her sense of unreality, she thought. �Maybe if I look at them with a really angry and menacing face, they will leave, and keep those photos to themselves until I made them erase them.�

She was fighting with the idea of opening her eyes, it was just too shameful, but she thought,� �I need to see their faces to be able to stop them later�.

Just then one of them said, �Hey look at that blackboard. She must really be a slut to want her photos posted on the internet�

Everybody looked at the signal and Lillian could hear excited giggles. Finally Lillian closed her legs as much as she could and managed to open her eyes and look at them, but instead of the authoritative and menacing sight that she planned, she felt so insecure that she only managed to look at them blushing. She was completely humiliated.

Here she was a supposedly successful college student, all naked and at the mercy of this bunch of acne plagued high school boys. There were four boys peeking true the open window, and only the older one, that was probably 19 or 20 years old, looked barely passable for her. But maybe just because of that, she was getting more and more aroused. The thought that she couldn�t control this bunch of losers to look at her while she was displayed in the most obscene way for their benefit was making her pussy drip. �She knew that later they will be wanking looking at her photos, and the thought that she could not do anything about it, aroused her to new highs.

Her respiration was becoming short and ragged and that didn�t go unnoticed by the guys that were cheering at her. At some point in her horniness she realized that they already have photos of her that would probably end up in the internet, so why not have them upload one on her site. She opened her legs as far apart as she could and looked directly in the eyes of one guy holding a smartphone.

�Hey, she really wants you to take her picture and upload it!�

Lillian slowly nodded.

Seeing Lillian compliance the boys were getting more and more confident.

�I bet that you would want that we come all over your body, even in your face�, said the older one. That looked like if he needed to prove himself bolder and with more sexual knowledge than his peers.

Lillian nodded in a daze.

Then the boys seemed to talk something between them, and then a couple of them leaved her field of vision.

�If you really want it, say yes with your voice, and nod again�

Lillian said �yugg!� thru the gag and nodded, more vehemently.

They continued teasing her, and at some point she realized that the two boys were replaced by the other two, but she didn�t care too much. She just wanted them to upload her photo to the net, she was so horny that she knew it was impossible to wait until the next day, and she will do a pretty shitty interview in her condition.

She pointed with her head desperately to the signal in the blackboard, but in her movement she managed to pull one of her nipples with the fishing line that tied it.

She screamed in pain and surprise, they boys just laughed. She noticed that there were four of them again, and the older said.

�Do that twice again and we will take your photo and upload it�

She looked at him with incredulity, but it only aroused her more to be the toy of these losers. So she complied as carefully as she could, still she could not avoid to moan in pain.

When she rested, she was exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

�OK. Here we go�, and then she saw the older boy throwing something thru the grille and the open window. It landed in her chest, she felt something warm� something liquid and lifted her head to see that she had an open condom leaking semen in her chest. She screamed thru the gag and turned to see them.

�Hey don�t blame me�, said the kid, �You said that you wanted our come all over your body. So if you want your photo. There are 3 more loads to go. Do you want them or should we leave? If you want us to leave just nod your head�

�Lillian was blushing, she felt extremely humiliated, she wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear forever, but she was also horny as hell and she realized that she didn�t have an image to protect now, at least not for those boys. She rationalized that she needed to be in shape for her interview, so blushing bright red she negated with her head.

The boys cheered and one by one threw the remaining condoms. One landed in her belly, one in her tight, and the last one in her hair. She started to move her leg, trying to get rid of the leaking condom but she was stopped by a voice.

�Hey wait until the photo is done. Open your legs wider�.

They all flashed their cameras and smartphones at her, while she opened her legs as far as she could. �

�Goodbye, the photos are already on the site that you wanted, and in a couple more, don�t worry, we won�t tell who you are or where you live, we want the possibility of a new show in the future�.

And with that they marched away. �Lillian managed to shake the condom in her tight off her body, and tried to make the same with the one in her hair, and the others were too plastered to her body to shake them off with her limited mobility.