Part 7.
Sunday morning Lillian woke up in Megan and
Karen�s apartment. She was still wearing Megan�s little yellow dress.� It was all creased and bunched around her
waist letting her beautiful ass in full display. She had a serious hangover,
she didn�t drink that much but she wasn�t used to alcohol, and the mix of
different kind of beverages almost without eating, maximized the effect of the
alcohol in her blood and her stomach.
Her headache made it difficult to concentrate.
She tried to remember how she got home the previous night, and the scattered
memories came little by little to her fogged mind. Mr. Palmer and his pals
leaved soon after using her, and a little later Tim, the Dark Horse manager,
seeing that she was drunk and smelled of sex, and all in all was in no shape to
continue working, �dismissed her after
paying her $20. He was even kind enough to get her a taxi, after all she was a
cute girl and had helped him to keep a very important customer happy, as a matter of fact Mr. Palmer left him a generous tip
before leaving.� Tim was indeed so
satisfied with Lillian�s weird performance that he handed the girl a business
card and said
�If you need a job,� even for a night, don�t hesitate to
call me�
That memory pulled Lillian from her stupor, and
in panic she looked around for the card and� after a few desperate seconds she
found it over the little table beside the couch. She breathed more at ease. She
didn�t want Megan to know anything about the Dark Horse or her shameful
behavior there. She grabbed the card and returned to lay
down on the couch. She closed her eyes tightly while crushing the card in her
fist like trying with that gesture to erase the memories; one thing she knew
for sure, she didn�t want to see John, Sam or Mr. Palmer again in her life, she
just couldn�t face any of them after her shameful behavior.
The only positive was that after paying the
taxi cab to return home, she still had $240 USD.�
�I made it�, she thought, trying to convince
herself of her little victory.
But she was still apprehensive,
she will not be at ease until she had in her hands all the money needed to pay
her blackmailer. She knew Karen will take care of that, but she will be on the
edge until Karen gave her the money for her stuff and paid her the $200 that
she promised for keeping her wardrobe definitely.
Another thing about the money kept her nervous
and edgy. It was the shameful origin of this money, but she tried to keep that
idea out of her mind.
Trying to find something to distract her, she
looked around for the shoes that Megan lent her the night before, but they were
nowhere to be seen. She tried to remember what had happened to them, but the
only fact that she could extract from her ached mind was that she had arrived
to the apartment barefoot.
She then listened to Megan, who was talking on
the phone in her own room. Lillian blushed ashamed,
�What will Megan think of me when she realizes
that I lost the shoes and the underwear that she lent me.
It surely will only reinforce her idea that I am slut and a bimbo.�
She thought bitterly while trying to fight the
thought that she was all that indeed.
She decided to do something to stop thinking,
but as she left the couch, she realized with shame that her pussy and ass had
leaked semen during the night, and there were now two little, but clearly
visible stains adorning the couch.
�oh, no!, Could this
get worse?�, she thought.
She heard Megan finishing her phone
conversation, and she hesitated about what to do, but she was sure of one
thing. She didn�t want to talk with Megan right then.
She looked around for something to cover the
stains on the couch, and out of desperation she took off her dress and put it
over the stains.
She wanted desperately to take a shower, maybe
if she stopped smelling like a whore she could put all those awful memories
aside. She ran to the bathroom; she could feel each of her heartbeats pounding
her head like a hammer; she promised herself to never drink again.
A minute later she was finally under the
shower. She stood there until she ran out of warm water. She had to scrub herself
really hard to get all the crusted semen out of her skin. In fact most of her
skin was red by the time she had finished.
She could not believe what she had done. In
just one day, she had sucked the cocks of 4 different men, she also let John
Wallace fuck her doggy style, and that bastard of Mr. Palmer had fucked her in
the ass. But the most shameful of her memories were her own orgasms under those
degrading circumstances.
As she closed her eyes under the warm water,� Images of her
shameful day flashed randomly on her mind. Memories� of her failure at the job interview mixed
with her humiliating �love-making� with Megan, and then were replaced by
Patricia�s despiteful smirk as she found her hidden naked behind the couch in
Mr. Bruce Taylor office. She shivered and tried to shake that image out of her
head, but only to find it replaced by memories of herself
knelt naked and sucking Sam�s cock.
For a moment she realized that she didn�t even
know Sam�s last name, which lead her to a new memory, this time of her new
humiliating photos in the internet; she could not avoid to think that she had
the semen of eight different men all over her body the day before. And she
didn�t even know the names of the four kids that threw their
cum filled condoms over her body.
All in all she had made 9 people come that
dreading day. 8 men and 1 women.
�I can�t believe it�, she thought bitterly,
�What did I become?�
But then she corrected herself, �I am becoming nothing.
It is just a part that I am playing. Like an actress or something. I am just a
very determined girl, willing to do anything to get my goals. I am brave,
that�s all.�
She walked back to the living room, looking for
something to put on to regain a little bit of normality, and trying with the
change of scenery to change her train of thoughts but still she could not avoid
to think that having sex with 5 different people of both sexes in just one day
was something that no one that she could think of would do, not even the worst
sluts that she had met in high school or college,� not even probably those girls in the porno
sites, at least not the tame ones. Well probably just the whores would do it.
That last thought made her blush deeply, specially as she saw the bills resting in the little table
besides the couch. Still naked and hearing Megan in the kitchen, she took the
bills with trembling hands and out of instinct she smelled them, like trying to
decide if there were the fruit of her tips, or if they were the payment for the
sex she had with four men the day before.
She felt a tingle in her pussy, and could not
avoid to clench the bills against her nude breasts.
She shivered with embarrassment and arousal.
She heard Megan�s voice singing in the kitchen and
she felt her embarrassment triple, it was as if Megan knew what she was doing,
but it was just a feeling, because Megan was busy coking.
Lillian wanted desperately to dress herself.
She tried to open the trunk with her clothes but it was locked, then she looked
for Megan�s yellow dress but it wasn�t on the couch anymore.
She blushed with shame and rage; she will have
to put on with Megan�s stupid rules of nudity once more.
Reluctantly she walked to the kitchen.
�Morning Sleepy head!�,
said Megan cheerfully.
�Morning �, said Lillian, her low voice sounded
like an angry teenager trying unsuccessfully to conceal her rage from her
parents.
Megan ignored the tone and said
�Do you have a hangover?�
Lillian merely rolled her eyes.
�I thought so�, said Megan who handed her a
glass filled with a red substance. It looked like tomato juice but was way more dense.
Lillian looked at the glass doubtfully.
�Just drink it. It will help you. You may trust
me, I have a lot of experience in that area�
Lillian started giving little sips to the
juice, and it wasn�t as hideous as it looked. To her surprise when she was a
little more than halfway thru she noticed that her head had stopped pounding
and the noises around were way more bearable.
By the time she finished the glass, she was
ready to eat the meal that Megan had served her in a plate.
As she felt better she started to feel also
more self-conscious to be eating naked in front of the fully dressed Megan.
They started to make some small talk as they ate, at some point Megan asked how
was her night, but Lillian evaded the question and
continued talking about the laundry and other stupid little things.
The ring of the doorbell almost gave Lillian a
heart attack; before she could do or say anything Megan marched to the apartment
door and let somebody in.� Lillian
crouched by the kitchen door, trying desperately to hide, and hopping that the
guest would leave soon.
She could hear Peter�s voice in the living
room. Talking and laughing along Megan. Then she felt her heart stop as Megan
said.
�Come on join us, we were eating right now�
Lillian tried to make a dash to the bathroom,
but she practically crashed with Peter and Megan that were entering the
kitchen.
�No need to be shy Lilly. Peter knows about
your habit of being nude in the apartment, and he already saw the whole you,
don�t you remember the photo session�
Lillian blushed, she
was trapped as the pair was blocking the Kitchen door. For a moment she just
stood there, like trying to decide what to do, but Peter broke the awkward
moment.
�Hi Lilly! It�s good to see you again�
�Hi �, said Lillian shyly and looking at the
floor. She was about to extend her hand, but he approached her and gave her a
kiss on the cheek, which felt awkward because she was fully nude and he was of
course dressed.
Lillian returned reluctantly to her sit on the
table. The worst was that her nipples were pretty hard, and her denuded pussy
couldn�t hide her arousal.
Megan put a plate in Peter�s place and they started
eating. Peter and Megan were talking animatedly of some event they were
preparing in the office, while Lillian�s eyes seemed glued to her own plate.
She didn�t dare to look any of them in the eye.
�Peter must have the worst image of me. He must
think I am a complete slut. If� he only could get to know the real me,
to know that I am not like this, I am not a slut who wants to be naked in front
of people she barely knows��, Lillian thought bitterly.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Megan�s voice.
�Ok, Peter it is enough of work talk. It is
Sunday and we are boring Lillian to death. As a matter of fact Lilly was
starting to tell me about her Saturday night. Don�t You?�
�er� it was nothing�
well� I just worked� and get back home�it was a pretty normal night��, she said looking down, and very insecure of herself.
Megan laughed out loud, much to Lillian�s� embarrassment.
She was blushing red.
When Megan finally calmed down enough to talk,
she said to Peter
�Lilly needed some money yesterday, so I asked
Bruce a favor to employ her at the Ambassador, unfortunately there were other
candidates and she didn�t make the cut, so Bruce recommended her with Tim of
the Dark Horse,� so
the last I knew was that she went to work there.
Now, our little Lilly, must be proud of
herself, she not only made the money that she wanted, but she surely had a lot
of fun during or after work.
She arrived home at 3:00AM; she was pretty
drunk and smelling of spunk a mile away.�
Somehow, as a good slut, she managed to lose the underwear and shoes
that I borrowed her, and she even must have had pretty wild sex because both of
her holes were dripping semen and her tits were also pretty smeared�.
Lillian was blushing bright red, she could not
even talk. A few days ago, during the first stage of the photo session, she had
earned Peter�s respect. He even proposed her a serious modeling career. She
knew she had destroyed her reputation for him since the rest of the photo
session, but today it was even worse.
�Now he knows I am even sluttier outside the
studio.�, she thought bitterly.
�Cat got your tongue?�,
said Megan amused, �at least answer our questions, but remember, I could get to
know the true, I have friends in both places, so you better be sincere or I
would know and it could have consequences�
In spite of the threat Megan�s attitude was
mostly playful, however Lillian could not avoid to
feel certain fear for what Megan could do. If she used the release form to sell
her porn session photos, that could haunt her for the rest of her life. She
tried not to think much in the photos that she had posted on her amateur site, even some that showed her face.
�It is a low traffic site compared with
professional ones, I could make a discrete legal action to have my photos
pulled from the site still, and even if that wasn�t possible I could still deny
that it is me if someone finds out�, she still shivered remembering that her
little post had more than 4000 hits, if she knew that her photos were already
widespread in a bunch of sites, and that it would be impossible to pull them
from the internet at this point, she could possible feel more desperate and
hornier.
Megan was oblivious to Lillian�s thoughts, and
she continued the interrogatory.
�Did you have sex at the Dark Horse?�
Lillian nodded
�With customers that you were
serving?�
Lillian nodded again,
it seemed that her face couldn�t turn redder or her nipples harder.
�With how many men did you have sex at the dark
horse?�
�Three�, came the
almost inaudible answer.
�That�s my slut. With more than one at once?�, said Megan.
�No!�
�Ok. And they tipped� you before they have sex with you or
after�
Lillian didn�t like the path that question will
lead, but she answered anyway.
�after�
�So they practically paid you for sex�, said
Megan with a bright smile.
�No! I waited their table�, she said with less
conviction than she intended.
�Well. Did you know them before tonight?�
�A couple of them�
�Did you have sex with Bruce?�
�Can we change the conversation please?�, said Lillian looking at Peter and then back at Megan. All
the revelations were making her relive the events of the day before, and she
felt quite embarrassed and even more aroused, specially
as Peter was listening all her shameful answers.
�Don�t worry. Peter already knows that you are
a slut. There is nothing to be ashamed of�,� Megan said, then turning to see Peter
she added
�Lilly is a cute little slut, but she is still
ashamed of it,� so
she tries to keep her real self� a secret
from everybody else. That is why we have not sold her studio photos yet. �
�I am not��, said
Lillian more out of social reflex than real convincement, but Megan interrupted
her, saying to Peter.
�See what I said? Listen Lilly, the sooner that
you admit to yourself that you are a big slut, the sooner you can start your
porno career. What would you call a girl that have sex with 4 different men in
a night, two of whom she had never seen before?�
�a slut�, she said
reluctantly.
�Did you came last
night?�
�yes�, she said
looking at the floor.
�more than once?�
She simply nodded, she was about to explode.
�So you are a slut and you enjoyed it, but
still don�t want people to know�
Her answer came from the bottom of her heart.
�It is shameful to be a slut, nobody likes a
slut�
�There is nothing shameful if that is what you
want, otherwise it means a lack of character, and that is shameful, but if you
want to be a slut and you are, well you are simply accomplishing your goals,
and that is not shameful. And certainly most men like a slut, you had four
yesterday, don�t you? And I bet that Peter is dying to have sex with you.�
Lillian felt more and more trapped by Megan�s
logic, it was maybe due to her receding hangover, or because her horniness, or
her own confusing feelings, but she was having a hard time contradicting Megan.
She wanted that conversation to end, but have no arguments, until she thought
of something desperate.
�But Karen� I don�t want to be a disappointment
to her� you know�, she felt completely ashamed of saying that,� but it was somewhat true, and it was
the only idea that she had to stop that craziness.
�Now I see your point Lilly. Fortunately I can
help you�
�Thanks Megan�, said Lillian finally relieved,
but to her surprise Megan said
�The point is that you and Karen had very
different paths ahead, trying to be what she wants you to be, will only lead
you to failure. Listen, Karen didn�t have the guts to enter the porno industry,
at my begging she only did a little very conservative nude studio that she kept
mostly for her. When the money got tighter I pressured her to go for an
audition but somehow she blew it, I think she maybe chickened out. Now she is
happy pursuing a business career, it looks like her real call. But you don�t
have to be as prude as her just to make her happy. I bet I can make her
understand, but you have to stop looking at her as a role model because you are
not her. You are not a career woman, you are a very
slutty little girl with a great future in porn.�
Lillian felt ditzy,
these people thought that Karen was an unreachable role model for her.
�Listen Lilly, I bet you had sex with more
people just yesterday than Karen in all her life. I am a lot less prudish than
Karen, You know I even worked for the porno industry for a while, but I never
enjoyed a photo session as much as you enjoyed yours, and I never have sex with
more than a couple of persons in a day.�
Lillian was feeling worse by the minute, �Am I
such a slut?�, she thought bitterly.
�The only way for you to be happy is to break
apart from that role model. You have to be yourself, and not a Karen wannabe.
You are different, she is a nice prudish, businesslike person, and you are a
nice slutty, sexy person�, then after a couple of seconds pause
she thought,
�I have an Idea,
follow me to Karen�s bedroom�
Peter and Lillian followed her, mostly out of
curiosity than of anything else.
�We will model your new wardrobe after your
role model�s one. Find me Karen�s littlest panties,� her shortest short, and her sexier
shirt.
Lillian didn�t like the idea but started
looking thru Karen�s clothes and to her surprise she didn�t have tongs, most of
her underwear was just a bit sexier than grandma�s panties, she finally found a
bikini panty. She continued and found some denim shorts, which legs were not
more than a couple of inches long, nothing that a college girl wouldn�t wear.
Lillian started having hope, maybe her argument of bringing Karen to the
conversation will finally result in a good thing, maybe Megan would let her
tone down her slutty attires. She completed the outfit with a crop top. It
wasn�t that bad, she normally didn�t like to show her navel, and she also used
to hate blouses with thin straps because they made hard to hide bra straps, but
as she won�t be wearing any bras, it wouldn�t be that bad.
Megan made Lillian try each of the garments one
by one. She brought a measure tape and started making annotations in a little
notebook, saying out loud what she was writing.
�OK. Panties let a little bit more than 2
inches of your buttocks on display, and on the waist, they end around 2 inches
bellow your belly button.�
�The shorts end up around 1.5
inches bellow your crotch, and a little bit higher than the panties
waist, maybe 1 inch bellow your navel�
�The shirt straps are 0.5 inch width��
�OK, she said, we are going to shop now. We
will completely replace your current wardrobe with new clothes that will make a
statement that you are pretty different than Karen, even if they are inspired
in Karen�s clothes. That way you will be somehow following her, but marching
your own path at the same time. But first you need to reaffirm your own
identity by doing something that you�ll love but Karen would never do�
�What?�, said Lillian
insecurely.
�It is pretty obvious that you need sex right
now, and so do we. So I propose that you take turns sucking Peter�s cock and
licking my pussy while you rub your clit until the three of us come. Doesn�t it
sound exciting?�
Pictures of she doing just that filled her mind
contributing to her arousal. Two partners at a time, Serving a man and a woman
at the same time,� it
all was like those hot porn videos that she had seen so frequently in the last
few weeks. She pictured herself doing those degrading acts and she shivered
with shame and arousal; Still she tried to focus and
somehow she managed to stop the nonsense by saying.
�No thanks, I don�t need sex right now�, she
sounded less convincing than she intended.
�Look at your pussy, it can�t be more swollen
or wetter, not to mention your nipples, they look like bullets. Are you sure
you don�t need sex?�
�Yes� I � I am sure�, her little conviction
quickly flying away.
�Well, I don�t believe you. I think you want to
do it but you stop because you know Karen wouldn�t do it. So I dare you. If you
really don�t want to come, then I will put you in a chastity belt just like
yesterday, and you wouldn�t be able to come until tomorrow�
Lillian blushed bright
red just remembering her Saturday�s adventures. She didn�t want to admit that
she needed sex right then, but she remembered how desperate she become the day
before, and how she ended up accepting a more degrading treatment just to be
able to come. She hesitated for a few seconds, so Megan said.
�So, What is going to be?�
Lilly blushed,
she was still fighting against her desires. She was thinking how to negotiate,
how to stop all that craziness, but it was becoming harder and harder for her
to think, to negotiate, to convince others of her point of view, it was maybe
her confused state, or probably her horniness and her odd tendency to get off
on humiliation; all in all her personality was becoming more submissive by the
day.
�Ok�, she said
meekly.
�That�s the
spirit girl. But just to be sure the next time you won�t hesitate, we will
scale the things a notch up. Don�t worry, It will be
more exciting for you. Follow me to my room�
She went to
her room and then Megan said absentmindedly while she rummaged thru her
drawers.
�Lilly. Cross
your arms behind your back�
Lillian
guessed her intentions and said, �But how� you promised� I need to... you know�
touch myself��
�Don�t worry,
you will have your orgasm, but you have to trust me�
Lillian
reluctantly crossed her hands behind her back. Megan immediately started tying
each wrist with the opposite elbow using a thick rope. Lillian just hopped that
the rope marks on her skin would disappear before Karen returned to the
apartment; otherwise it will be extremely embarrassing.
�Wait here
until I call you. We will play a little game and have so much fun�, Megan said,
her cheerful voice full of excitement.
Lillian stayed
standing tied in the middle of Megan�s room. She realized that it was the first
time she was allowed there. She was feeling pretty nervous and horny. She was
biting her lower lip and just hopped this would be fast, so she could dress
before Karen returned.
�Come on
Lilly! Everything is set now!�, shouted Megan from the
living room.
Lillian rolled
her eyes, �why can�t we�
at least do it in a bedroom like normal people�, she thought,
omitting the fact that �normal people� won�t be tied and ready to bring a
couple to orgasm.
�When she arrived to the living room she was
immediately shocked. They have moved the trunk that served as coffee table to
corner of the room.� Megan and Peter were
sat on the couch about a couple of feet apart of each other.� On the floor about a� foot from the couch was a black dildo with a
wooden base, it was positioned in the middle of the way between Megan and Peter;
But what really shocked Lillian was the cameras;� There were three cameras on tripods, two
besides the couch and one in front of the couch. The cameras looked more like
surveillance cameras than typical video cameras. The TV was on and was
displaying the image of one of the cameras.
Lillian felt
ditzy. �No Megan. No cameras� I told you I am not ready yet��,
she tried to conceal the fact that in spite of her shock, she felt something
else. She was undeniably aroused by the idea, but the fear or Megan having more
evidence of her depravation, and more sellable porno material was scarier than
any pleasure that she could feel.
�Don�t worry, the DVD will be only for you. Peter and I are the
last persons in the world that could want to be in a porno film. Peter has
never been in front of the camera, and our current professional careers are not
something that we are willing to throw in the trashcan just to get our gigs.
The contract that I signed with my current employer explicitly forbids me to
get back to modeling. Not that I want to.�
�Then why?�
�Because it
will be fun, and it will help you train you to ignore the cameras and enjoy the
sex, believe me it will be very useful for you in your new career, but if you
need to think about it we can wait.�
Lillian
thought, �Megan won�t let me go easy anyway, and the more we wait, the more I
risk to be discovered like this by Karen�, of course Lillian was in a negation
state, she just couldn�t admit, not even to herself, that the idea of being
filmed again really added a lot to the eroticism of the game she was about to
play.
�OK, but you
promise that the DVD will be all mine, and no photos or clips of our game will
end up in the internet�, she said with feigned reluctance.
�I promise the
first, but the second will depend on yourself, I can�t control if you upload a
video or not�
Lillian blushed bright red and said with a low voice.
�Of course I
won�t�, but she didn�t sound that convinced, the idea of posting another thing
to her growing site was just too hot to ignore.
�I won�t�, she
repeated now more to herself than to the others.
Peter then showed
Megan a small remote control.
�A friend lend
me this equipment, it is like a camera crew on a budget. See this control, with
this buttons up top you control which camera you are selecting,� with these arrows
you may tilt up and down or left to right, and with these others you may zoom
in and out. The feed of the selected camera is the one shown on tv, and we are recording from that source. Get it?�
�Yes�, said
Megan. She was wearing a skirt, and she quickly took off her panties. Then she
said,
�OK. Here are
the rules: Lilly will give me oral pleasure for 3 minutes, then she will go to
�station 2: the dildo�, she will fuck herself constantly with the dildo for 3
minutes, and then go to �station 3: Peter� where she will suck his dick for 3
minutes, after that Lilly will return to station 2 and then to station 1: me,
etc. I already set my smartphone to chime every 3 minutes�
The first to
come will be the loser and will have to do a forfeit chosen by the winner,
which will be of course the last to come�
Lillian saw
the trick immediately: she will be having twice the stimulus sessions and half
the break time between them.
�It is not
fair.� You will have it easier than me. I
should��
She was
interrupted by Megan who said.
�I haven�t
finished the rules. There is a special rule for you. You may stop fucking
yourself anytime you want�
Lillian looked
at her puzzled.
�You just have
to comply with two simple rules. First, at least 5 inches of the dildo must be
inside you while you rest. And second, you must be telling us all the things
that made you a big slut. You may say simply� adjectives, but you can also tell us
stories, or fantasies, anything that convince us that you are a slut. If you
are too repetitive or do not sound convincing I will call it a foul and you
must restart the fucking. If you don�t comply with the rules you lose�
Lillian was
overwhelmed by the rules. She was trying to think about something to say when Megan�s� phone chimed
and she said. �Run Lilly, you are losing time�
Lillian
quickly knelt on the floor in front of Megan, who bunched her skirt at her
waist,� she was
otherwise fully dressed. Lillian was again licking at that girl�s pussy, this
time she was trying very hard. She used her tongue to lick her clit, and
alternated it with attempts to fuck Megan�s pussy with her tongue and even with
her nose.� She soon could feel Megan
starting to getting wet, and the tried really hard to
make her come but then the smartphone chimed again.
She slowly
impaled herself on the dildo. She was a lot wetter than Megan,
she had been aroused for much more time by then. She started to fuck herself as
slowly as she could, to comply with the �constantly� requisite without stopping
and without stimulating herself that much.�
Her pussy ached for more but she managed to keep the slow pace.�
�Ding�,
sounded the chime again, to Lillian�s relief and her pussy disappointment.
She crawled to
Peter�s lap. He had his cock out of his fly. He had unbuttoned his pants but
hadn�t pulled them down.� His cock was barely
erect, she had to lick a few seconds with her face
smashed on his crotch. The metal zipper of his jeans was making a mark on
Lillian�s chin. By the time the chime sounded again he was fully erect.
Lillian
returned to the �station 2� and tried to repeat the same strategy, but she
realized that her climax was approaching nonetheless. She then impaled herself
on the dildo as much as she could. She didn�t have an idea how much were 5� and
it didn�t occur to her that Megan didn�t either. She then said shyly,
�I am a slut�
After a pause
of a couple of seconds Megan made a hand motion to continue, but she was out of
ideas, and it was hard to think.
Peter came to
her help. He was controlling the cameras� expertly alternating the views from
the front-left, front-right and behind, so he said,
�Repeat that
looking to the camera on the left and smile as you do it�
Lillian
complied, �I am a slut�, she said smiling and feeling like a total bimbo.
�And a bimbo�
Fortunately
the chime sounded again.
This time she dive into Megan�s pussy with more desperation. She could
sense by her body temperature that Megan�s arousal had receded. She was still
wet but not as near to orgasm as when she stopped her ministration 6 minutes
ago.
She licked and
sucked and kissed and rubbed her nose on Megan�s pussy and clit. Her face was
now all smeared with Megan�s juices but she had managed to make Megan start
panting. She felt completely degraded, being on her knees naked and tied and
desperately trying to pleasure that woman but that only contributed to her own
arousal. Finally the chime sounded.
This time as
she impaled herself in the dildo she felt immediately that the hadn�t cool down
enough during the three minutes that she attended Megan, she tried a couple of
very slow strokes but she felt her climax approaching like a train. It was just
impossible to resist 3 minutes of stimulation without coming, not matter how
slowly she stroked herself. She sighed resigned and then turned to see one of
the cameras and smiling she said.
�I am a slut�,
she tried to repeat, but Megan kicked her leg softly, like saying, �that
doesn�t count�
�I sucked my
boss cock to get my cleaning girl job�, she said with a shy smile.
Megan kicked
her again smiling.� And Lillian
continued, this time with less pauses between phrases.
�I like to be
the one with the smallest skirts around. I don�t like to use underwear, I never
use it. I don�t even have underwear, I destroyed my last set�
�A friend lend
me some underwear and I lost it too�
�I am dirty slut, I like to be nude around clothed people.�
She was
getting more and more into it.
�I like to be
seen as a sex object, I like to have my nude photos on the internet so losers
can possess me, and come over my image.�
Then the chime
went on again.
Relieved to
have been able to postpone her orgasm, she went to suck Peter�s cock again. He
was still hard, maybe hearing her humiliating herself. Still he had a good deal
of self-control and in spite of her best efforts to lick his balls and shaft
and then swallow it completely she could not get to make him come, she got
however to taste his pre-cum.
This time she
felt almost coming just by impaling herself. She breathed deeply and started
her dirty talk. Looking to one camera or the other, and smiling as often as she
could while saying things like.
�I like to be
fondled in the subway, even under my clothes. I love to be completely naked in
the stations bathrooms, I made it once, and I sucked a boy�s cock and French
kissed another girl. They were fully dressed�
�I don�t even
have to know the last name of a man to suck his cock�
Unconsciously
she started slowly fucking herself again
�I normally
fail at job interviews, but I know how to use my body and my mouth to get a
job, even if it is a shitty job like being a cleaning girl or a nude waitress
at the dark horse�
Megan and
Peter saw each other in the eye amused by this new revelation.
�I dream to be
the most famous slut on the internet, so people knows
how depraved I am, and everybody knows that I am not an easy lay, no sir, I am
a sure lay. You just have to tell me and I open my legs,� I like to obey my betters, and
everybody is my better.�
Her
respiration was becoming short and ragged, she was getting hornier and hornier
and her fucking was peaking pace. She continued talking, It
was like a catharsis, she was finally saying all those things that she had done
and had thought of herself, but she was telling her brain that it was just an
act to win the game.
�I even whored
myself with three customers for a few bucks that I needed, and I came, and I
came. My only regret is that I made it with just one person at the time, it
would have been even more exciting if I would had been pleasuring two or even
the three of them at the same time�
She exploded
in a big orgasm as the smartphone was chiming again.
�Oh no, I
lost�, she thought coming to her senses.
�You lost, now
we need to see who will tell your forfeit�, said Megan cheerfully.
Lillian was
convinced that she needed to make Megan come first, and tried to go for the
killing. But Megan changed the rules, now it will be 1 minute intervals, and of
course there won�t be any �stops� in the middle of the way.
So she started
alternating more frequently between pussy and cock, she was sweating of all the
effort, and the movement between crouches and the emotion of the competency
were making Peter and Megan laugh nervously, and Lillian could not avoid to
giggle. So the last few minutes of the game were filled with Lillian�s giggles
as she tried desperately to make the pair come.
Finally Megan
arched her back and accepted defeat with a delicious orgasm. Lillian stopped
thinking the game was over.
�At least I
win this little victory. I made Megan come first�, she thought.
�Hey. Peter
deserves to come, after all of his control. Come on Lilly, go for it!�
Lillian
restarted her ministrations to Peter�s cock, and after just a few minutes he
couldn�t hold it anymore and exploded in the middle of Megan�s cheers and
Lillian�s giggles; his abundant hot spunk landed all over Lillian�s face, chest
and hair. She the collapsed exhausted.
She awoke to
Megan�s voice
�Lilly, wake
up� Lilly�
Lillian made
an effort to open her eyes. The juice that Megan gave her earlier worked
wonders for her hangover�s headache, but she still was lacking sleep. She
immediately realized that something was seriously wrong. She was sit on the
floor, her back leaned on the center of the couch, her knees were tied to the
armrests of the sofa and her ankles to the front of legs of it, so her legs
were wide open forming and M. Her hands were still tied behind her back, and
she was gagged.�
She could feel
some kind of fabric inside her mouth and it was kept there by duct tape that were all around her head, from her mouth to her
neck. She noticed a hint of flavor, and she realized that the fabric must be
Megan�s panties. She blushed at the thought that she had recognized the flavor
of another girl�s juices.
She felt
something pulling her hair as Peter was putting the final touches to her
bondage. He had divided her long red hair in three bunches one for each temple
and another in the back of her head. He had tied each bunch of hair to the
armrests and a point in the sofa�s back near the
center.� As a result hear head was pretty
much immobile; she couldn�t nod and she couldn�t turn her head to either side.
She felt
claustrophobic and on the verge of panic, but tried to control herself, she was
getting used to Megan�s bondage games, and she didn�t dislike them that much,
as a matter of fact they aroused her, just this time she didn�t want to play
any games because each minute that passed increased the possibility of Karen�s
return and being discovered in such an embarrassing situation.
From the
corner of her eye she saw with apprehension Megan opening the trunk and her old
and ragged suitcase. She begun protesting thru the gag
as Megan was pulling all of her clothes from the suitcase and putting them
inside a trash bag.
�Listen Lilly.
You need clothes that make a statement of who you are and what you are. Clothes that set you clearly apart from your cousin, but are
nonetheless inspired by her own wardrobe. So these clothes have to go.
Let me tell
you about your new dress code:
From now on,
you are the girl of the eternal summer; you will only wear shorts or mini
skirts, and sleeveless blouses.� Of
course a slut like you doesn�t need underwear; it only gets in the way,� and you would most
probably lose it. �
Lillian
blushed at the implication of the last phrase, and Megan continued.
�Furthermore,
the kind of clothes that you will wear don�t go well
with underwear, it would show�
Lillian was no
so surprised by the �dress code�,� but
why did Megan took her clothes away,�
after all most of her clothes fit the code with the exception of a few
blouses and the skimmer jeans that she bought with the money that Karen�s
coworkers gave her.
�I know
what are you thinking. Your clothes are near but not
quite there for your new image; they are not inspired in Megan�s wardrobe.�
Lillian
looked at Megan completely puzzled.
� Let me
finish with the rules:�, Megan continued,
�Shorts:
None of your shorts should be bigger than Karen�s smallest panties.�
Lillian
palled. It was too much. She will be showing a good deal of buttocks, at least
a couple of inches. And it was humiliating that she will be wearing on the
street an attire that Karen would seldom dare to wear
in her own bedroom, or under her clothes.
Megan
continued, enjoying Lillian�s shocked face.
�Skirts:
None of your skirts must be bigger than Karen�s smallest short�
A skirt
that short only would cover her ass and pussy if she stood up with her arms by
her side. Any movement could easily made her display
her charms, and without underwear it would be quite a show.
Lillian was
getting aroused by the idea, but she begged thru her gag, but Megan ignored the
muffled sounds; she could guess what was she saying, but feigned that she
didn�t have a clue.
�And for
blouses, they must show at least twice the abdomen skin of Karen�s crop blouse,
and the straps shouldn�t be wider than the ones in Karen�s blouse�
Lillian was
trying to say no, desperately.
�I don�t
think that such clothes even exist�, she thought trying to gain some
confidence.
Megan was
enjoying the moment. She really liked playing with her little flesh toy.
�You
probably think that I will have a hard time finding clothes that comply with
your new dress code. Well, don�t thank me yet, but I already know where to find
them.
The shorts
could be those sexy little ones that girls wear at the beach over their bikini
bottoms or thongs. For your skirts I was thinking of an inexpensive lingerie
store near the mall. I am sure I can� afford two or three skirts for you.
And for your tops, I am thinking mostly in sport bras and cropped thank tops,
probably from the same store.�
Lillian
looked at Megan defeated.
�You must
be dying to know what was the forfeit that Peter wanted for
you, don�t you?�
Lillian
rolled her eyes, she thought that being tied was the
forfeit.
�Well he
uploaded a little 3 minute video clip of our game to your little site. It is
the very last part with you hopping fast between Peter and Me, while you were
giggling adorably like only a sweet slut like you could in a situation like
that. I particularly like a little scene when you smiled happily at one of the
cameras with cum all over your face. Your fans are loving
it�
Lillian
blushed embarrassed by Megan�s words and by the idea of having yet another
shameful video of herself and showing her full face while convincing her
growing number of followers in the internet that she was indeed a dirty slut.
Peter
joined Megan in the center of the living room.
�Are we
leaving now?�, said Peter taking Megan�s hand.
�Almost,
but first I need to do something, there are just a few touches missing�
Lillian was
more desperate than ever. This pair was probably just going to get a coffee or
something, but the she couldn�t wait like this. And they were taking her
clothes, all of them! She wanted to dress before Karen arrived.
She started
protesting.
�Isn�t she
cute�, said Megan while turning on the tv and putting
the freshly recorded DVD in their dvd player.
��This is the full video of our game. Let me
tell you that Peter did wonders, it is almost of professional quality and you
don�t have to worry if you want to show it around because the only face shown
is yours.�
Lillian
rolled her eyes with desperation while thinking, �It is getting worse by the
minute. What if Karen gets back earlier? She won�t only find me naked and tied,
but she could accidentally start the dvd player, and
make it even worse�.
�Megan seemed oblivious to Lillian�s thoughts.
��And now for the final touch�, she said while
showing Lillian a piece of paper with some text printed on it. She approached
to Lillian and let her read it.
�Hi Karen
Please
don�t be afraid. Our friend Megan did this to me to force me to communicate
with you, and tell you my real feelings and aspirations. I admire you very much
as my cousin, and I am happy for your businesswoman career, but I must admit that
if try to be like you, it will only lead me to my failure, because I am not
like you. As you can see I am not as smart as you, and not as educated as you,
so I won�t probably be able to get a job half as good as yours; you know what
my current job is. But most of all, I am not as prude or respectable as you, I
am simply another kind of girl; I am sure you will understand. If you want to
know more about the real me, please press play on the dvd
player, and don�t untie me until the video is done. I am sure that you will
understand me better after that.
Lilly�
Lilly was
now visibly shaking. She was trashing her head and pulling on her own hair in
the process, but Megan ignored it; she poked a hole in the top of the paper
sheet and passed Lillian�s right nipple thru it. It was easy as her nipple was
pretty erect. Then she put a wooden clothespin at the tip of her nipple, making
it impossible for the paper to fall, and sending shivers of pain and arousal to
Lillian�s confused brain.
Lillian
looked at Megan with begging eyes, and tried to say �please� thru her gag, but
Megan said in a sweet affectionate, almost motherly voice.
�Listen
Lilly. This is for your own good. If I don�t force you, you will probably never
have the courage to have this conversation with your cousin, and you will end
up as a very unhappy person, a failure with a lot of regrets in the future, and
believe me, she is going to find about your behavior anyway. She probably
already knows the kind of girl that you really are. This will help you get over
this soon. I know Karen, I know she is a prude, and she will surely be
embarrassed to have a cousin like you, but most of all she have a good heart,
and I am pretty sure that she will accept you as you are, and could even help
you to be a happy slut�.
Megan even
sounded sincere, but Lillian continued begging thru her gag. �mmmh� mmmh�, she said
over and over.�
Megan said,
�Don�t worry, I won�t leave you here all bored�, like trying to comfort her,
and then she press a button on a remote, and Lillian immediately felt a slight
vibration over her clit.� She hadn�t
noticed the device attached to her clit. The vibration was a low hum, Lillian
could immediately felt the stimulus, but it was more a teaser than anything
else.
Megan and
Peter simply, gave her a kiss on her forehead and ignoring her pleads, marched
to the front door. As the front door closed behind them, Lillian felt the
magnitude of what was now inevitable to happen. She will have the most
embarrassing encounter with Karen yet.