PART 8
Lillian felt completely frightened, she felt like she could die of a heart attack. She tried to calm herself down by watching her respiration, taking deep breaths until she started to feel more at ease, still the immobility of her head was getting her neck stiff, and she ached. As time passed she felt an itch on her chin and tits where Peter�s semen had landed, which made her more self-conscious about the image she will present to Karen. She wished she could at least clean her face from Megan�s juices and Peter�s semen but it was impossible.
She tried to focus herself on the slightly pleasant feelings emanating from her clit, and she got more and more into it. She even begun fantasying about her encounter with Karen, and how could it be even more humiliating.
She lost count of the time passed;� it was maybe an hour when she finally heard the door knob gyrating.� The couch was right in front of the main door, so there was absolutely no hope of Karen missing her.� She held her breath and closed her eyes waiting for the worst.
�Holly shit!�, In spite of being waiting for it, Karen�s voice almost gave Lillian a heart attack. She was blushing bright red.
After her initial shock at the unexpected spectacle, Karen got more at ease seeing that Lillian was more embarrassed than frightened.
She noticed the note on Lillian�s tit and marched there to read it. She was pretty curious. She already knew that Megan had been playing some games with Lillian, and Lillian had told her about the photo session, but she was still surprised to find the prime and proper Lillian Gordon all naked and tied with a note clipped on her right nipple.
The smell of semen and female juices was pretty intense in the air.� Karen started reading, and couldn�t stop from chuckling a little bit, more to Lillian�s shame. Lillian�s arousal was clearly visible, which added to her shame but also made the shame more bearable, and even enjoyable in some sick way.
�I am not your cousin, but I am your friend, and if you think I need to understand you better, well I am willing to try�,� said Karen almost sincerely. Lillian wanted to be freed, or at least stop Karen from seeing the shameful video.
�So you want me to see this dvd, well, I have time now so let�s do it�
Lillian tried to say no, but her moans were ignored by Karen. When Karen pushed the play button, Lillian knew she was doomed. She simply closed her eyes, unable to face more embarrassment.
Karen started looking at the video. It was simply amazing how Lillian was degrading herself in front of the camera. She was performing for a man and a woman at the same time, in the most degrading, servile way. Her bondage,� her knelt position and her nakedness, contrasted with the relaxed sit position of the almost fully clothed pair that she was servicing. It was clear that they were not at the same level, and maybe that is why none of them gave Lillian any pleasure in return, no she had to pleasure herself, even fighting against her bondage; she looked like a wild animal or an object to be used.
But the way Lillian insulted herself and told all those humiliating naughty stories of herself was simply too hot. Karen sensed that the stories were true and the self insults sounded more sincere than Lillian would have wanted.
Karen had never been a bisexual, but she was getting hornier by the minute. She was overwhelmed by the power rush she was feeling. After all she had achieved Lillian�s transformation; She could not avoid to remember the elegant young professional that came for the first interview. She was smartly dressed, and her talk was very articulate, and with a lot of complicated words showing her elevated IQ and high education, not to mention that she was super prude both on her way of dressing and in her attitudes. She was indeed almost asexual. it was hard to believe that the former furious feminist� was the same person as this naked wild thing that talked a lot of obscenities about herself with the poorest language, and who was at that precise moment practically leaking and breathing short just by seeing her own shameful video.
For Lillian it was as if a new barrier was broken. Certainly John Wallace and Mr. Palmer who knew her from her former life had seen the worst of �Lilly�, and it had been extremely shocking and humiliating, but she still held to the idea, that as long as Karen recognize the former Lillian in her, she would have a path back to who she was. It maybe didn�t make sense, but still she felt it that way. So now she felt totally defeated; she had been discovered in a very degrading position, without any chance to build her Lillian�s fa�ade. The sense of lost and failure overwhelmed her.
She realized that Karen wasn�t completely oblivious to her previous activities, but both could feign that nothing too strong had happened, and Lillian hadn�t really changed. Now, Lillian� knew that Karen was aware of the deep of her fall, and she felt ashamed and defeated.�
She could not avoid to remember how she had looked down at Karen when they met, and in the following first interviews. How she had thought that Karen was a slut that didn�t deserve her respect. And now the tables had turned, and she had to recognize that Karen was just trying to play a part just to get the interview money, but that she was never really a porn model wannabe or even a slut.�
Seeing her perform like the worst slut, Karen nor Lillian could still think that her behavior was only forced by the circumstances, but had definitely a seed that came from deep inside herself.
Lillian also regretted that �Lilly the dirty slut� was taking over another part of her life, and she was becoming cornered by �she�.
Karen looked at Lillian, and their sights crossed. Lillian could feel Karen�s contempt, but also a good deal of understanding; She felt small and unworthy, but also strangely relieved that Karen finally knew. Karen even untied Lillian�s hair, giving her a great release. She was about to take her gag off when somebody knocked at the door startling both of them.
�Who may it be?�, said Karen.
Lillian was pretty afraid, and didn�t want Karen to open the door, but she couldn�t do anything as Karen marched to the front door.
�Hi miss�, said a young male voice, �sorry to interrupt you, but you dropped some keys outside your apartment�
Karen opened the door a not so little crack, Lillian could see that it was the fat teenager that had spied on her along with three of his pals the previous day. She blushed ashamed, and hopped he didn�t see her.
�Thanks, these are my roommate�s keys, it is very nice of you� What�s your name?�
�I am Ryan, Ryan Smith�, he said nervously of being talked by a beautiful woman.
�And how old are you Ryan?�
�I am almost 19�, he said nervously.
�Oh, I see. Are you a student then?�
�No. I dropped from high school, I am working at the grease spoon around the corner�, he sounded pretty insecure.
��That�s ok.�, she said reassuring him, seeing his shame for his position in life.
�Have you met my roomy?�
�The color girl, yes, of course, her name is Megan, I think�
�And my other roomy, the new one?�
Ryan paralyzed for a moment, he was blushing bright red remembering the previous day scene.
�Er� yes� I think I have seen her�.�
Karen could sense how much he had seen her. She smiled and said,
�Then come inside, she was showing me a new video of hers�
Lillian blushed bright red. This was too much, as the shocked teen man looked at her, she started negating furiously with her head. But Karen approached her and said to her ear, �I know this is what you really want, don�t worry I will take care of you.�, the she added a little louder.
�And I bet Ryan had already seen you naked. Don�t you Ryan?�
He nodded blushingly.
Karen took the butterfly vibrator� off Lillian�s clit, which caused her relief and frustration. She then brought a bowl of popcorn and restarted the video. She sat on the couch Indian style, almost above Lillian�s head. Ryan sat on the floor right next to Lillian, he was in fact leaning on Lillian�s stretched left leg. She felt completely out of balance with that looser invading her intimate space while she was completely naked and tied. From time to time she felt a popcorn felt on her body, one of them got stuck on the dried semen that adorned her left tit, and several more on her hair.
Ryan started shyly touching her right inner tight, and seeing no objection by Karen, and just a weak muffled complain from Lillian, he started traveling his hand downer and downer, until he lightly touched her pussy lips.
Lillian shivered with pleasure and shame. The on screen Lillian was saying how much she enjoyed that losers masturbated over her photos, and she felt her arousal starting to grow and grow. As the video advanced, Ryan became bolder and started openly rubbing Lillian�s tits and he was penetrating her very accessible and open pussy with a couple of fingers.
As the video was reaching the end, the trio was pretty worked up.
Karen then said to Ryan, �STOP�. He immediately obeyed, then she took off Lillian�s gag.
�So what do you want Lilly? Do you want to come?�
She nodded, she was too aroused to stop, and to ashamed to talk. She blushed recognizing that she wanted Ryan�s hands back.
�OK, I will let you come, but I will help you with some of your frustrated fantasies. I think that Ryan could invite a friend of his, maybe a mate from the grease spoon, so they could take you at the same time. Wouldn�t it be wonderful?�
�No� please��,said Lillian meekly, her mind filled with a turmoil of emotions and desires that kept her distressed and confused.
�Ryan, please call a friend. You already heard her, it is an old time fantasy of hers. Just be sure that your pal is 18 or older, I don�t want any troubles.�
Ryan pulled out his cell phone, and then he couldn�t believe his bad luck.
�Fuck! My cell battery died. Shit!�
�Then run, go for your pal, and we wait for you�.
Ryan darted outside the main door a lot faster than could be expected given his considerable overweight.
Lillian and Karen were left alone once again. Karen stood up in between Lillian�s legs. Karen�s foot was almost touching Lillian�s pussy. Lillian looked to the side. Trying to avoid eye contact or even seeing Karen. She was extremely embarrassed.
Karen said softly, �Lilly. Look at me�, she had to insist several times until Lillian�s eyes finally started traveling all the way up. She looked at Karen, her sight traveling from her new shoes to the top of her casual but obviously expensive sundress, and then making an extra effort to her face.
�Megan looked classier than most of her classmates, even than most of the women that worked at Mr. Palmer�s office. She felt so small, so cheap in front of that woman.
�Lilly, you don�t have to worry. Your secrets are safe with me. You don�t have to feign being another person when you are around me.�
Lillian�s rational mind told her that she should feel outraged by Karen�s condescend treatment, but nonetheless she felt relieved. It have been a struggle to try to hide her shameful behavior from Karen, and she knew she hadn�t been entirely successful, but now that it was all open for her to see, she felt as if a weigh had been taken from her shoulders. Like when you finally fail at something that you considered important, and discover that it is not the end of the world and life goes on.
She felt so emotional that she wanted to cry, but Karen continued,
�Lilly. You know I been acting as your friend. I rescued you, and get you to live in my house when you screwed it at your job. I even helped you move out and store your things in a safe way while you recovered your financial equilibrium. I proposed you to help you to tame down Megan�s requirements, but you rejected my help, but when you asked me for help to solve your problem with the blackmailer, I arranged the sale of your stuff and even bought you the old clothes that you had lend me before. By the way I already have the money for your stuff as well as the $200 I promised you for your old clothes. So I have proved you that I am your friend, maybe your best friend, don�t you think?�
�Yes Karen�, she said meekly.
�But you have not told me the whole story. I think you are not telling me all the truth�
Lillian looked at Karen puzzled. �What is she talking about?�, she thought.
�Tell me more about what you are, and what you like. You know like in the video. Tell what you didn�t tell them, and I promise to keep helping you as a friend, in any way you need it�
Lillian blushed, and tried to come with something. She knew she needed Karen�s help to get her free from Megan, after all Megan had the release form.
�I am a slut�.really �, she said and an almost inaudible voice. She was slightly trembling.
�You already said that to them�, she said with a smile.
�I am probably the worst slut that I had known� even worse than many porn models�, she said her lips visibly shaking.
�I know that. Tell me what turns you on. And don�t invent things, I want the truth�
Lillian was blushing bright red. She was an emotional turmoil. She knew the answer, the real answer, but it was too shameful to confess.
�I� I like sex� you know� with a man��
�Lilly, if you are not going to open up with me, you can forget about our friendship�
Lillian looked down. She was breathing fast, she felt frightened and anxious, for a moment Karen thought she was going to hyperventilate, but she managed to calm herself a little, and whispered.
Karen had to knelt in front of her, and made her repeat herself to finally hear
�I like to be ordered around, and I like to� to be humiliated� the more degrading the orders or the more humiliating of a situation� the more exciting and more arousing for me�
It was hard for her to even admit it to herself, much more to Karen, that now seemed to be a very respectable girl, and being completely naked and tied in the most humiliating way, only added to her emotional downfall. She stared to sob, in a cathartic way.
Karen started untying Lillian�s legs, and when she finished, she helped her stand up. Lillian�s hands were still tied behind her back. She was trembling a little bit, a thousand emotions and sensations running thru her mind and body.
�Don�t� worry girl�, said Karen embracing her, �I understand you. There is nothing wrong to be like you. You just have to let go and be yourself, instead of being constantly fighting your instincts�
Karen felt a little odd embracing the naked tied girl, but she could not avoid to feel a stir in her pussy. She felt powerful, she had controlled the high and mighty Lillian Gordon and had turned her into Lilly, a naked, tied slut, who was probably waiting for her orders.
Lillian felt so overwhelmed and so relieved to be in Karen�s arms that instinctively she turned her head up trying to kiss Karen in the mouth, but she turned the other way.
�Hey! Remember I don�t swing that way�, she said cheerfully, �but I see that you need some love�.
The reality is that Karen was curious for the very first time, but she didn�t want to risk being seen by those teenage jerks, or even by Megan who could return any minute. As in cue, the door bell ringed, and she marched to open the door.
Lillian blushed hard at the rejection. It was the first time that she took the initiative in a lesbian relationship. �How stupid can you be Lillian�, she scolded herself, �She was offering you friendship and you act like a horny slut�
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sun entering thru the front door. She realized that she was standing naked� in front of the door, she hadn�t even thought to move to a more secluded place. She wanted to cover herself but her tied hands didn�t allowed her. Lacking a better idea, she simply crunched on the floor, while seeing the scene developing at the front door.
It was Ryan, but instead of a partner he brought three! �Could he be more idiot?� Karen questioned herself.
�Karen� er� am� I know you said to invite a friend, but these three were hanging out together, so it was hard to pick just one� can the other two at least look?�
Karen sighed, but then the whole situation sparked her own lust. She was aroused by the idea of making Lillian satisfy these bunch of losers in the most humiliating way.
�Are you all older than 18?�
They all nodded stupidly; It could be true, or not, but Karen seemed satisfied with their answer.
�Then come inside, the more the merrier. But you owe me one�
Lillian was stunned. Those were the four boys that had seen her humiliate herself in the worst way the day before. She was blushing bright red, and somehow that feeling reignited her arousal, and she felt more in need.
Soon they were all in the living room, Karen sat on a chair, but the four young men remained standing up surrounding Lillian who was still crouching on the floor. The boys were enjoying the view, but were nonetheless possibly more nervous than Lillian. Karen decided to orchestrate the show, otherwise those young boys were going to come before doing anything.
�Come on Lilly, stand up and say hi to your friends�
Lillian obeyed in a lust induced daze.
�Hi�, she said shyly.
�Hi� replied the bunch of losers.
�You know boys. Lillian needs a boyfriend, she has a lot of sex but she is a little lonely, she needs some lovin�. Do you want to be her boyfriend Ryan�
Ryan blushed, a woman like Lillian was normally completely out of his league, but still he have other expectations, �I don�t know�, she stammered, and the he said sincerely, �She is very pretty and all, but she is a slut� and I think she has sex with lots of people��
�Oh. I understand�, said Karen amused while Lillian blushed with humiliation at being rejected by this looser.
�Let�s compromise, Lillian needs some caring, and all of you need to get laid from time to time. Why don�t you all become her boyfriends? I understand that you won�t like to call a girl like Lilly your girlfriend, but she could be your girl-slut, and you would be her boy-gang.
Before the boys could say anything, Karen said.
�Come on Lillian, ask each of them if they want you to be their girl-slut. You could be their easy lay, a sure thing every time they buy you a hamburger or even a coke. You know you want that�
Lillian was mesmerized, Karen was playing her like an instrument. She was humiliating her beyond her dreams and was making her hornier than ever. Maybe she should stop her, but her mind was clouded by her horniness, and the orgasm that had been building for hours. And all the emotions that had ran thru her mind in the last few minutes had left her mind completely exhausted. She simply didn�t have the strength or the will to fight. She only wanted to loose herself in the moment and get her sexual release. After all her sexual pleasure had been the only positive feeling that she had enjoyed the last few weeks. Her mind and body had learned to crave for it, as the only possibility to feel better.
She felt very self conscious, she was the only naked person among 5 fully clothed persons. She approached Ryan first.
�Ryan, do you want me to be your girl-slut?�, she said with a shy voice, but standing very close to him.
�Yes� of course�, he said nervously.
�Won�t you kiss and embrace like a good couple?�, said Karen amused.
Lillian complied and she turned up to kiss Ryan on his lips, while he clumsily embraced her. She tried to break the kiss, but he didn�t let her. He continued roaming his hands all over her naked body, while kissing her clumsily with a lot of tongue.
�Ok, It�s enough Lilly, control yourself and go to the next one�, said Karen
Lillian blushed,� the rough and inept treatment was indeed arousing her a lot, and she had to make an effort to break the kiss.
She went to the next one and she realized that she didn�t even know his name.
�Er��
�Mark. My name is Mark�
�Mark, do you want me to be your girl-slut?�
He barely said yes before pulling Lillian to his chest and start his awkward ministrations and kissing. She tried to break the embrace this time before Karen scolded her, but the tall boy with the acne plastered face was bold enough to rub Lillian�s pussy before breaking the embrace.
She managed to march to the next one. Toby who looked younger but did swear that he was 18. He had acne too, but not as much as Mark, and was a lot shorter, even as short as Lillian herself. He was also skinny, so his body looked somewhat childish.
After another minute or so of embracing, kissing and fondling, she was getting pretty aroused.
She finally completed her round with Jonathan, the one that looked more experienced, but that was now open mouthed with Lilly�s performance. Nonetheless, he didn�t want to lose the image of the wise one in front of his friends. He had not much more real live experience than his mates, but he used to look a lot of porn, and feigned to be street wise. Right then, however, he felt at least as nervous as his partners, but he� knew he had to be bolder than them to keep his image and leadership.
�Jonathan�, he simply said.
�Jonathan, do you want me to be your girl-slut?�
To everybody surprise he said, �I don�t know. Are you any good?�
Lillian was too stunned to answer while Karen was amused by the boldness of the boy.
�Ok, tell you what, why don�t you rub against my body and give me a real girl-slut wet kiss to convince me�
Lillian approached him. She still had her writs tied to the opposite elbow behind her back. She rubbed her tits all over his chest and standing on her toe tips she grinded her pussy to his more than obvious hard-on.� Lillian was in a daze. She turned around a rubbed his back against his chest and then rubbed his dick with her buttocks. It was a surprise even to himself that he was able to contain his ejaculation.
�I definitely want you to be my girl-slut�, he said when he realized that he won�t be able to hold much longer.
There was then an awkward silence. Lillian was expecting Karen to continue ordering her around, and the kids felt a little bit intimidated to take the initiative.
Karen didn�t know what to do next, she really didn�t have much experience with porn, or this kind of depraved sex acts, but then she had a brilliant idea. She called Lillian apart and told her in a whisper.
�Listen Lilly, I see you are really enjoying this, but to be frank I don�t have much experience in this area, before we met, I just have looked at very basic porn, I looked for more to give you the assignments but I just barely scan view them. But wouldn�t be humiliating to direct your own degradation?�
Lillian looked at her puzzled.�
�When you want to do something raunchier than what I tell you, simply say �Please ma�am allow me to do� or �Please ma�am order me to � and whatever perverted act you have in mind. But Lilly, you know you want this, you know you need it, so if you don�t surprise me with your requests, it would mean that you are not sincere with me, and I will stop helping you. Just be yourself�
Lillian was perplexed. She needed Karen�s help to destroy the release forms now in the hands of Megan.
They returned to the living room and Karen said, �Lilly, you maybe want to be untied and take one of the boys to my bedroom to make love�
Lillian shivered. That sounded right, but she hesitated, she knew Karen expected something else from her, and to be frank, she was also thinking with her pussy. She spoke in a very low voice,
�Please ma�am allow me to do it here in the living room��, and after a pause of a few seconds she added looking at the floor humiliated, �and to remain tied�.
Karen laughed amused, �and where are you going to make it? On the floor?�
Lillian replied shyly, �Can we borrow the kitchen table?�
�Yes, but you clean it really well after that�
The boys didn�t have to be told, Ryan and Toby ran to the kitchen and carry the small kitchen table and put it in the center of the living room.
The kitchen table was the typical small square table.
Lillian breathed fast, for some reason she was decided to shock Karen with her own debasement.
�Ma�am, May I ask them to tie my ankles to the table legs?�
�Well, if that is what you want, I won�t stop you�
Lillian felt completely humiliated as the boys tied her ankles to the table legs. She was now standing with her legs around 3 feet apart, and was getting extremely aroused. She was putting herself in a very dangerous and humiliating position, but she was getting hornier by the minute.
She bent over the table, and presented a very inviting view from behind.
�You are ready to fuck, don�t you?�, asked Karen laughing.
�Yes ma�am�
�Ryan is going a be first. Do you want the others to wait in my room or the kitchen?�
�Ma�am please allow me to ask them stay here� along with you�
�You are really a slut! I bet you wish there will be more people here to see you now�
That idea sparked a new wave of horniness and she could not avoid to say before thinking,
�Ma�am please allow me to be filmed�
�That would be a wonderful addition to your private library, if the gentlemen don�t� mind�
�the gentlemen� merely nodded, they just wanted to fuck, they couldn�t think of any other thing.
Lillian briefly explained Karen how to operate Peter�s equipment and she started filming.
�Ok now we are rolling, Ryan you can start now�, said Karen.
Ryan approached Lillian from behind. He was a little shy of his body and only lowered her pants the minimum to put his dick out. It wasn�t that long but it was pretty wide.� Lillian could feel it entering her from behind.
She couldn�t believe she was fulfilling her most degrading fantasy and it was being filmed, just one thing was missing.
�Ma�am please allow me to serve another with my mouth�
Toby practically ran to stand in front of her face. He quickly dropped his pants which felt to his ankles and pulled his long and slim cock. Without saying a word he inserted his tool inside Lillian�s mouth. He was so inexperience that didn�t help at all, it was hard for Lillian to use her sucking skills with him, she just massaged his cock with her tongue, but then he started fucking her mouth with gusto and came in less than a minute with a lot of semen. It was as if he was saving for this day.�
He quickly dressed and retired to the couch, a little bit ashamed of his performance.
�Hey Lilly, smile to the camera on your left�, said Karen, and Lillian complied, dropping a thread of semen and saliva that almost connected her chin to the floor.
Lillian sensed that Ryan was about to come but Jonathan said,
�Hey you fat boy, don�t come inside her, I don�t like sloppy seconds�
He pulled just seconds from coming and then spurted all over her back, buttocks and tights.
She didn�t have time to assimilate what she just did when the next pair was invading her pussy and mouth. She was horny, but this guys didn�t last much, so she couldn�t come in the first round. Then she had an idea to try to make them last a little more.
�Ma�am, please allow me to ask them to switch places�
�As you want slut�, they didn�t have to be told, and soon Lillian was tasting her own juices from Jonathan�s dick.
Whenever she sensed they were going to come, she ask them to switch places again so they have time to cool down a bit.
In one of the turns, Jonathan decided to show his dirty side and started penetrating her asshole to Lillian�s surprise. His dick was well lubricated with plenty of saliva, and soon he was slowly pumping on her asshole.
Karen noticed, and asked amused, �I bet you want them to switch again, don�t you slut?�
Lillian felt completely humiliated by the question, but she was hornier than ever and answered, �Yes ma�am, please allow me to ask them to switch�
The switched happily and laughing, and Lillian felt the degradation of sucking Jonathan�s dirty cock. She sensed that he was about to come and said,
�Please sir, come in my face�
He pulled out and complied, Mark came immediately after inside Lillian�s pussy, as she reached her own mind blowing orgasm, while the four boys hooted excited.
Once satisfied sexually, the boys felt awkward and left quickly, Ryan and Jonathan were the only ones that got to say something �bye Lilly� ,� �See you around�
PART 9
Lillian started to come to her senses, she had let them film her again in an even more degrading sex act, and the worst part was that she had begged Karen to do it .� She didn�t know how to erase the new video, so Peter and Megan would have a new video in their growing collection.
She felt also afraid because Peter had told her that the new videos may possible be distributed with the same release form that she had already signed.
She walked to the kitchen still naked and still with semen plastered all over her body and face. She felt the need to clean herself, and didn�t want to face Karen after degrading herself for Karen�s amusement, but she was more afraid of Megan doing something crazy with all the pornographic material that she had on Lillian, and the release form.
�Karen�, she said shyly.
Karen was sit by the kitchen table typing on her laptop.� She raised her eyes and said,
�I thought you would want to take a bath before dinner�, she said with an undisguised smirk.
Lillian blushed.
�Yes, I want� but I am worried�you know� Megan�she�
�Lilly, I don�t understand you at all. Order your ideas, you a stammering like a bimbo�
Lillian felt even more ashamed. Normally she was very structured in her expositions, but nowadays it seems harder for her to make coherent sentences. Of course it was because her strong emotions about the subject clouded her rational thinking,� but it was impacting her self-confidence nonetheless.��
She really tried to talk fluently, but continued stammering all the way as she told Karen all about the release form that she had signed, and how Megan threatened to use it if she didn�t comply with her whims.
�I am afraid she will used at some point anyway, she is determined to make me enter the porno business�
�I can�t imagine why�, thought Karen amused, but she said,
�Mmh, It won�t be easy. She is pretty excited to help you start your porno career, and she could also be thinking she deserves an economic reward for discovering and helping you.�
�But I don�t want to have a porno career, and she could end up selling my stuff. It would ruin my professional life�
�And how do you think I could get that release form from her? We need a strategy; she won�t give it to me just by asking her to do so�
Lillian looked confused; as a matter of fact asking for it was the only strategy she could thought of.
�I don�t know�, she said sincerely feeling pretty stupid.
Karen seemed concentrated, after an awkward lapse of silence, she said, �I have an Idea that may work�.
�Tell me�, said Lillian with her hopes growing again.
�On one condition. I need your help first�, said Karen, that was a little flushed.
�I�ll do Anything�, said Lillian that was quite desperate. She didn�t know what Karen could be needing. The first thing that came to Lillian�s mind was money, but she quickly discarded it, surely Karen was way better than herself in that point.
And the light blush in Karen�s face, she tried to guess what it meant.
�She will probably have an interview for a new position and wants me to train her again. She is surely shy to still need my help in that matter�, thought Lillian with mixed feelings; she felt proud and at the same time, she felt a little insecure because she didn�t feel as capable to do that again right then.
�I am a little rusted but I can help you practice an interview, if that is what you want�, she finally blurted.
Karen smiled amused, �No silly, is nothing like that. I think that I am way more capable to handle my interviews than you.� And I am not to found to your interview technique of sucking your interviewers cocks�, she said giggling.
Lillian blushed ashamed, �How can I couch anyone, if my own interviews are a total failure and I have to recur to sex favors only to get scraps�, she thought bitterly.
�Then what do you want?�, she said defeated.
Karen took a deep breath and finally talked
�Listen Lilly, you know I am not bi nor gay, but to be frank your show had me all worked up, and I am curious.�, Karen made a pause, like reuniting courage.
�Well I want you to lick my pussy. I want to know how it feels� you know with a woman�
Lillian blushed. It seemed that nowadays sex is the only thing she had to offer.
�Ok, I�ll do it. Tell me your idea�, she said.
Karen didn�t reply immediately.� She started typing something in her laptop, she seemed to have been browsing the internet, as there were a few pages open, as well as what looked like a word document.
�Don�t look yet�, said Karen, she approached a chair to the table and sit. Then she pulled her skirt up, and pulled her panties off.
Lillian wanted to see what was on the screen, but didn�t want to upset Karen.
�Ok Lilly, get under the table and do what you do best, while I do the thinking here�.
Lillian obeyed. She felt deeply insulted and humiliated by Karen�s words, but she needed her solution because she couldn�t think of any.
She crawled under the table, but as she was going to start her �job�, Karen stopped her.
�Here, have this and clean your face with it. I don�t want those jerks� semen anywhere near me�
Lillian blushed, the fabric was Karen�s panties. The humiliation of cleaning her face with Karen�s damp panties hit her with a wave of arousal. It was as if Karen knew what buttons to punch.
After cleaning her face as good as she could, she started licking Karen�s outer labia, and then shyly she started to lick inside and Karen�s clit.
�Did you recognize my laptop Lilly?�
�No�, said Lillian, although it sounded a little bit muffled.
�It is your former laptop, I bought it from the friend who bought all the stuff that you had at the warehouse. It was really cheap�
Lillian felt a bit of anger and jealousy.
�It reminds me the first time we were together in this living room� we have come a long way since then��, said Karen. She didn�t say anything else, she just let it sink. She was enjoying the situation a lot, the licking was certainly stimulating, but much stronger than that was her feelings of power , of domination. It was exhilarating.
Lillian felt completely ashamed. She continued licking Karen�s pussy, remembering again that first interview. Karen was then an unemployed insecure girl desperate enough that she had started looking for a porno model job that could help her make a living. She was broke, and was willing to portray herself as a slut, just to get a few dollars. Now she was a business woman on her way to consolidate a great career. In that first meeting Karen was wearing a small outfit, (not as small as the ones Lillian wears now), but now she was wearing a casual but classy outfit. Her self-confidence had skyrocketed as her successes added one on top of the other. The fact that she now owned her former top of the line laptop added to Lillian�s discomfort. Somewhat the laptop was a symbol of her former social and intellectual position above Karen, and now it was the other way around.
Lillian shivered with shame remembering her own change. She was then a proud feminist dressed in an expensive business suit, talking fluently in a very professional language. Now, in practically weeks she was completely another person, her job was crap, her academic future was hanging from a very thin line; she was completely broken, and didn�t even own any decent clothes. She was now completely naked with semen plastered on her hair and body, and after sexually satisfying 6 people that day in the most humiliating ways, she was licking Karen�s pussy. She was shocked by her own downfall, but she was more aroused than ever, her right hand traveled to her own pussy and started gently rubbing her clit while continued licking.
She heard typing in the computer.
�Listen Lilly, The only way to make Megan give me the release form is to have a representation contract. I will be your agent in the new contract, and I will have a participation on your earnings, but to convince Megan, she should receive a participation too. You know something as a finder�s fee. That way, she could be willing to give me the release form in exchange of earnings in all your future porno jobs instead of just the one you already did�
Lillian was pulled out of her horniness stupor and reacted. The contract didn�t sound right, it would be like getting out of the pan and into the fire.
�But the whole point is that I don�t want to do anything in porn�
�I know, but if you don�t sign the contracts for the shoots the representation contract doesn�t mean a thing, as a matter of fact it is a lot safer than the release forms that already give Megan the power to publish your photos and videos whenever she wants�
Lillian felt strange. It was deliciously humiliating to have a porno-model representation contract with an agent and all. The fact that it would end Megan�s leverage on her was so great that she was smiling widely.
Lillian resumed her licking with more enthusiasm.� Lillian�s cheeks felt warmer on Karen�s tights and she realized that Lillian was aroused by the contract. She smiled and said,
�It is humiliating to have such a contract, but you get off on humiliation, don�t you?�
Lillian merely nodded inside Karen�s legs.
�Why don�t we make it as humiliating as we can. That way you can get your kicks, and it wouldn�t matter because you will never sign a photo or video session contract�
Lillian felt a rush of arousal and nodded again.
�Let�s start with the fees�, said Karen, �usually the Agent gets 20% to 30% that he/she shares with any person who helps in getting new contracts, that includes finder�s fees and networking fees�
Lillian continued licking, just listening.
�But that is too standard, it wouldn�t be humiliating, would it be?�
�No�, said Lillian from under the table.
�Ok, I will take care of that. Also, an humiliating contract should reduce your saying in which porno you do. Let�s say that your signature is only required in the first photo or video shoot, then the signature of your agent is enough to commit you to do the job.�
Lillian respiration was getting short and ragged. Karen was also getting close, but for a reason she didn�t want to come with a woman�s tongue in her pussy. It was as if that would make her gay. She realized that she was more aroused by the contract and her domination over Lillian than from her expert ministrations.
�Ok. Lillian, I have the contract ready. Come, sit over the table, with your legs open� wider� that�s it. Wait a second I already sent the document to the printer in my room�
She returned to the living room with a few papers, and handed a copy to Lillian. Then she turned the laptop around and started the webcam, she adjusted the camera so it only showed Lillian from the top of her shoulders and up.
�I will need to have this contract notarized so Megan believes is for true. You will sign it in front the camera, but you will first explain with your words the most controversial clauses of the contract so the notary knows that you were perfectly aware of them. So study the contract and be prepare to be talk about it�
Lillian merely nodded, she was on the edge, she felt very horny at the time, and reading the humiliating clauses didn�t help. She felt confused, the video seemed unnecessary, she could go with the notary and ratify her signature, but her pussy was almost begging her to do it.
�Lilly, you may touch your pussy while you do your explanation, it won�t show in the video anyway�
That made the trick. Lillian started softly rubbing her pussy and talked straight to the cam.
�Well, it is a pretty standard representation contract with several exceptions that I am aware of:
First, let�s talk about the fees, I don�t consider the standard fees are fair, the business part of a porno photo shoot is more important and harder to do than simply posing naked, or doing a bunch of sexual stuff in front of a camera, after all it doesn�t require any academic preparation; I just need to be a horny slut to do that. Anybody can be a horny slut, but it requires preparation and business skills to land an attractive contract, or to discover a new slut, and patiently train her and introduce her to the world of porn, so I think the earnings of my contracts should� be distributed as follows:� 55% for my agent, 30% for my finder, and 15% for me. It sounds to me as the right proportions�.
Lillian shivered with shame, in an hypothetical porno career, she would be making less than half of Megan and Karen would be making almost four times her own income.� She had never felt her clit so hard, and her pussy so wet in her life.
�Second: The power I give to my Agent. Well I reserve myself the right to decide when to start my porno career, but once I have signed my first porno session contract, I would rather left all business decisions to my Agent, I trust that she will make better decisions than me, so I want to grant her with power of attorney to sign any porno contracts in my name, and they will be legally bonding for me. To give that the proper strength, I will personally pay from my own earnings, any �no-show� fee that result from me not complying with a contract my agent signs, and I will also pay my agent and my finder their much deserved fees�
Lillian realized that considering a no-show penalty of 50% of a contract, she would have to do 10 contracts, just to pay for one that she neglected. She was getting so close to orgasm.
�Third: The contract is irrevocable for a period of 5 years, if any of the parts would want to break it sooner, it would have to pay a penalty fee of $250,000 to the other part. This is because I know that once in the business I can chicken out for one reason or another, but I am convinced that it is my best career path, so I want to be 100% committed�.
Karen was also rubbing her own pussy while listening to Lillian, and was very close herself.
�OK Lilly, sign the contract now. The two copies in every page�
Lillian complied and as she was doing it, Karen came with a very strong orgasm, high on her feelings of power and domination.
Lillian was all worked up, and didn�t know what to do, she wanted to touch herself, but she wasn�t commanded to do so. She was confused, it would be too shameful to continue by her own will,� her masturbation in front of Karen.
Just then Karen showed her another set of papers, �Perhaps you would like to sign this contract to publish in �slutteenagers dot com� the sessions that you already have��
Lillian was so horny that she considered doing it, but instead she inserted a couple of fingers inside her pussy and came with an explosion.
PART 10
The dreaded Monday morning finally arrived. Lillian woke up at 8:00AM when her roommates had already left. Her pussy still dripped from the previous night events. It was becoming a routine for her to wake up with her pussy and ass soaked in semen. She thought bitterly that Megan and Karen should throw the couch away once she left, as it was becoming more and more tainted with spunk and female juices.
Lillian felt relieved to be alone, she found an envelope over the trunk, it contained the release forms from her porno-session. She hold them to her chest happily and then cut them into little pieces. For the first time she felt hope of finally regaining some control of her life. The shameful contract she just signed was still nagging her in the back of her mind, but she managed to cope with the fear thinking that it won�t mean anything unless she signed a contract for a porno session. Still, she was a little afraid that �Lilly� could be subject to sign something in a moment of horniness.
�No�, She said to herself, �From this moment Lilly no longer exists. I am in full command of my life now.�
While she showered she went again thru the plans that she had made over night, and even rehearsed a lot the interviews that she had ahead her for the day.�
She planned to deal with her blackmailer first, then go to see Ms. Barbara and ask her advice in order to find a way to drop her thesis gracefully, so she could retry the next semester with a new one. She also planned to go to the bank and ask for a credit of around $700 to $1000 backed by her monthly income and her vast trust fund. She thought that amount would be enough to buy some cheap but decent clothes and rent a cheap apartment to regain her independence.
She smiled shyly thinking that if she managed her interviews right, by the next day she would be free again, and would be able to finally leave all that craziness behind. If she could find the time, she also wanted to assert herself in front of Mr. Palmer and resign from her crappy job. She would threaten him with an accusation of sexual harassment if necessary; Once she dropped her thesis, Mr. Palmer�s blackmail will lose most of it�s strength, specially if she made a preemptive talk with Ms. Barbara, telling her that she will resign to her internship and letting some hints that Mr. Palmer sexual innuendos could be the cause.
She started to feel better, thinking that from Thursday she will be back to her life. She will even look for a new job, just to prove herself that she was still the most promising undergrad student of her generation.� She only regretted that she hadn�t think of these solutions earlier. She realized that she had behaved like a frightened animal in a stampede, just running and running and doing things in cascade without much thinking, just reacting, and doing anything to get away from a supposed danger just to run towards a much more dangerous and much more certain cliff.
But, as she combed her hair, she started experimenting more than simply regrets.� Whenever she left her mind drift a little, her doubts started to grow and grow, and her insecurity became overwhelming.� She rather liked it to be Thursday already; In spite of her hopes, she felt really afraid of facing her blackmailer as well as Ms. Barbara. Even worse, she felt incapable to manage those interviews in a professional way; somehow her shameful interviews with Mr. Palmer and Bruce Taylor at the Ambassador had really mined her self-confidence. Even in her rehearsal of the coming interviews her mind started wandering, and she could not avoid to imagine all kinds of humiliating scenarios, which shamefully aroused her.�
The fact that Ms. Barbara had seen her embarassing photos didn�t help at all to her self-confidence, even when she knew that Ms. Barbara wasn�t aware that the wanton girl in the photos was her. Just the memories of the last meeting at Ms. Barbara�s office, with her secretary and that student clinically studying her naked photos made her shiver, but strangely, it also stirred her pussy with a feeling that she found hard to admit.
Lillian bitted her lower lip in front of the mirror. She no longer felt so confident .� A part of her wanted to hide behind her alter-persona Lilly, and simply go back to do a slutty stunt instead of living that dreadful Monday as Lillian, the responsible student.� She scolded herself at the thought and applied herself to get the most professional appearance ever, focusing herself completely on that task, and relegating her other thoughts to the back of her mind.�
An hour later Lillian was taking the bus to her college. She was neatly dressed with her favorite ensemble: a business-like gray skirt that went bellow her knees, a blue, long sleeve blouse, and a dark gray blazer . Her beautiful red hair was elegantly done and she was wearing her favorite style of makeup. She was wearing high heels, underwear, and a pantyhose; all items were borrowed from Karen, the last ones without her knowledge, but Lillian wanted to look her best.� One last look at the mirror and she felt better than ever.
�I bet those acne boys wouldn�t even recognize me it they saw me�, she thought amused.
One thing that she noted during the commute was that people wasn�t staring at her openly. That gave her a great relief. It was tranquilizing to be finally free from all those women looking at her with scorn and anger, and of all those low class young men, looking at her as she was some object which only function was to satisfy them, at least visually.�
A business men smiled politely at her and she felt good, �I sure can attract the right kind of man�, she thought cheerfully, but he ignored her from then on, and Lillian felt childish and stupid for thinking that he was drooling after her.
Half way thru the commute,� a couple of young men boarded the bus. They were probably construction workers by the look of their clothes. Lillian noticed that she grabbed their attention, but to her disappointment they seemed to lost interest very fast.� She felt oddly disappointed. She started to feel insecure again, but now for other reasons. She felt she looked dowdy, and in spite of her conscious mind fight, she could not avoid to think that Lillian was completely unable to grab a man�s attention, while Lilly was an immediate magnet for any men�s eyes.
Lillian lifted her skirt a little to show her knees and a bit of thigh, and then unbuttoned the top button of her blouse without giving it too much thinking. She was getting in a behavior toboggan that would certainly lead her to do more stupid things, but fortunately for her she arrived at the university bus stop.
She buttoned up her blouse hopping that nobody had looked at her stunt. She was blushing, and feeling stupid as she stepped down the bus.
Lillian had to reunite all her strength before entering the university and walking to the art department to see her blackmailer Mr. Jackson. The walk along the aisle was unnerving, on one side she felt really good to be portraying a professional image. She felt that it would help her downplay her shameful behavior and photos as just a young woman�s game. On the other side, she felt very insecure.� Somehow Lillian and Lilly worlds were not so clearly apart right then. She was dressed as Lillian, but Lilly the slut prints were all over the place, invading the university that she considered Lillian�s sanctuary.
�What do I do if I find John Wallace? What if he told her friends about my shameful behavior? They probably wouldn�t believe him, but��
�Mr. Jackson will see you now. His office is that door at the end of this aisle. You don�t have to knock, he is already waiting for you�
That phrase pulled her out of her stupor. She didn�t even remember entering the teacher�s lounge and asking for Mr. Jackson. She mumbled a �thanks�, stood up and marched like a robot to the designated place.
�Hi, Lillian�.
Lillian thought that Mr. Jackson didn�t look too impressive, as a matter of fact he was a skinny white man,� probably just a couple of inches taller than her.� Somehow she realized that he looked gay indeed, it was maybe the neatness of his attire, or probably the artful details in his very clean office.
She seemed to regain some confidence maybe seeing her adversary wasn�t physically powerful, but when he smirked Lillian could not control a shiver. The man could seem weak, but his manners revealed he had a cruel side, maybe a bottled resentment from his young years. All in all Lillian felt intimidated by his presence, specially knowing that her life was in his hands.
�Hi�, she said in a very low voice, overwhelmed by thousand emotions running thru her mind. The witty opening phrases that she had thought while rehearsing this interview seemed to fly away from her, leaving her mind deserted, and filled with fear. All in all she wasn�t in shape to drive the conversation.
�Did you bring the money?�
She merely nodded.� She had planned to bargain, to say that she only got $1300, but she felt paralyzed and wanted to be out of there as soon as possible.
�All of it?�
She should at least had said �yes�, but instead she said, �I only brought $1700� you told me� remember��
Mr. Jackson twitched his lips in a way that made Lillian nervous. He hadn�t even offered her a sit, and he seemed ready to back off his deal.
He was thinking, �I expected a party girl afraid of his parents, but the way this girl is dressed, and her manners tell me that she had much more to lose than I originally thought. No wonder she brought all the money�
�I don�t know Lillian. I am having second thoughts. I am risking my tenure here. Look I already prepared my inform.�
He showed Lillian her computer screen. There was an email destined to Ms. Barbara. It hadn�t been sent yet, but it was just a click away to fly and ruin her life. Her face went white as she read it.
�Ms. Barbara
I concluded the analysis of the photographs you gave me and here are my observations:
1. The photographs were taken with a professional Nikon camera.
2. There are many hints that support the idea that professional lighting and high quality lens were used in the shooting.
3. �The great quality of the set is another indicator that it is indeed a professional job, the same could be said about the artistic focusing, which seems to be done by a very experienced photographer.
4. �The photographs were taken in the business district of our town one day before you sent them to me.
5. I uncovered the face of the model, which could be useful for you. Here it is:�
The photo was pixelated but her face was clearly recognizable.
�I will be happy to help you in future analysis
Sincerely
Mr. Jackson�
Lillian�s face was ghost white.� She was on the verge of crying.
�But we had a deal� here is the money� see?�
She said putting all her hard earned money on the desk.
�No Lillian� I changed my mind�, he said playing around.
�Please� sir� I really need this� and you promised��
�I promised to keep silent for $2,000 not $1700�
Lillian was visible trembling now, �but I can�t get any more money�, she said in an almost inaudible voice.
Mr. Jackson feared that she could break down, so he decided to stop the charade.
�Ok girl, I have a heart, and I want to help you. Maybe you can give me something else, pay me in kind,� you know�.
He really didn�t want anything. He just wanted to bring Lillian down a peg. She reminded him of his own high school classmates, always bulling him and mocking him for his mannerisms.
�I don�t have anything with me��, she said bitterly.
�Ok�, he said taking the money and putting it in his pocket without even looking at it. He was sure that Lillian wouldn�t have the courage to lie to him.
�Let�s be creative. Hmmm�, he said, and then remained silent for a minute or so, just thinking about the possibilities.
�I have an idea. My boyfriend likes to cross dress from time to time. Give me your underwear so I can give it to him, and if I like it, I will delete points 4 and 5 from the email.�
Lillian felt relieved, she didn�t want to face the meeting with Ms. Barbara without underwear, but it was by far the less of her concerns right then. And Karen probably won�t even notice the missing underwear set.
�Ok. I�ll do it. Where can I change?�, she said.
�Do it here, we don�t have much time. I have a meeting in a few minutes, and I have already seen your charms remember?�.
She decided to comply, the earlier she got out of there the better. She pulled her pantyhose and panties down from under her skirt, and then she took off her blazer and pulled her bra, under her blouse.
She handed him the garments and felt proud of herself.
�I didn�t put a show for this bastard, ha�, she thought.
Mr. Jackson was disappointed. He didn�t fancy Lillian�s body, but he wanted to humiliate her. He thought of making her do some silly stuff, but he was really running out of time, so he said.
�This is not enough. Frankly your garments are pretty lame. I expected racier stuff from a porno actress like yourself�
Lillian blushed. She regretted having chosen the most conservative underwear from Karen.
�Tell you what. I�ll give you a choice, you may give me your blazer and the top three buttons of your blouse or you may give me your blouse and keep the blazer.�, he said.
�Please Mr. Jackson, I already gave you a lot of money and even my underwear. I will meet Ms. Barbara in a few minutes.�, she tried to assert herself, �I think it is enough, if you don�t want it give my money back and��, she didn�t dare to continue.
He interrupted her, �I put the rules here little lady, and I say it is not enough�, he put the money back on the desktop and said, �The moment you touch the bills, the email flies away�.
Lillian felt defeated, �Can at least give it to you later, you know after meeting Ms. Barbara�
��No.�
�Please�
�No. I don�t have time for this. It is like a said, or nothing�
Lillian inhaled deeply, she decided to conserve the blazer, it would look a little bit weird without a blouse underneath, but it was modest enough. The blouse without bra and without the top buttons would be worse.
She took off her blazer and then the blouse. This time it was impossible not to flash him.
�If you want to success in the porno business you should consider a boob job, yours are too small�, he said satisfied with his own cruelty.
Lillian blushed, and dressed fast. She didn�t know what ashamed her most. The fact that he thought that she wanted to have a porno career, or her small breast. She tried to convince herself it was the former. No self -respecting feminist would consider breast size an issue.
Satisfied with the result, he wanted to end the meeting right then. He unceremoniously erased the negative comments from the email and sent it off. Lillian breathed with relief.
�Mission accomplished�, she thought.
A few minutes later she was walking the aisles of the university. In spite of having solved her biggest problem, she was still apprehensive.� The loss of clothes had mined her self-confidence, and she was feeling less able to cope with Ms. Barbara. She knew she no longer looked neat and professional. Her clothes were still of very high quality, but the lack of blouse made her look awkward, and her lack of underwear was worse because it made her feel like Lilly. She was also slightly aroused in spite of her nervousness.
She arrived to Ms. Barbara�s office and have to take a few minutes before reuniting the courage to ask the secretary.
�She said, she can see you right now�, said the secretary with a warm smile. �Nice outfit�, she added. Lillian blushed and entered Ms. Barbara office.
�Thanks for receiving me Ms. Barbara, there is a thing that I want to discuss with you�
�I am glad you are here Lillian�, she said in a very serious tone, �Is there something that you need to tell me about your subject?�
�No� yes� no�,� said Lillian confused. She wanted to talk about the whole thesis thing, and not about the subject.
�There is nothing that I need to know about the studio photos?�
�No�, she said blushing deeply, �Did Mr. Jackson betray me or what?�, she thought.
�Is there a problem with Mr. Jackson professional opinion? My subject swore that they were professional photos�, she said trying to counterattack.
�Mr. Jackson report was�. Are you sure you don�t have ANYTHING to say about the studio photos. Nothing strange about them?�, she said sternly.
Lillian felt paralyzed, Ms. Barbara was probably bluffing as a last test of the authenticity of the photos.
�No, not that I know, I assure you they are authentic�, she said, but she sounded very insecure.
Ms. Barbara face turned even more stern, and Lillian realized that it was more than bluff.
�OK. I gave you a chance to come clean and you lied to me in my face�
�Yesterday I was talking with a friend about the photos that� you brought, and I was telling her that I was curious about you subject. You know the one that seemed to be regretting her porno career just at the same time that you started interviewing her. It sparked my curiosity and wanted to see her face. Well my friend show me this little trick�
She then turned the monitor and made a little demonstration for Lillian. She entered google image search engine and uploaded one of the photos that Lillian had given her.� The first result was the amateur site where Lillian had been uploading her photos,� but there were more, apparently her photos were now spread among several amateur sites.� Lillian felt her world crumble when Ms. Barbara clicked in the first link and quickly found the photos that showed her face clearly!
�I am sorry�, was all that Lillian could whisper. She was completely overwhelmed by the situation, her face was completely pale, and Ms. Barbara thought for a moment that she was going to faint.
Ms. Barbara was thrown between anger and pity, but she convinced herself that it was all Lillian�s fault, and her stupid actions had put Ms. Barbara�s tenure at risk. That fueled her anger even more and she finally talked.
�Listen Lillian, what you did is the most shameful kind of academic fraud that I ever have heard of. You already had tried to fool me with a fake interview in the past, so I can�t let this new mistake pass. Specially when other people here in the university had seen your pictures, if one of them finds your �little site� , I will be risking my tenure. You irresponsible brat!�, she said losing her temper for a second.
� I already notified a member of the disciplinary council about your unforgivable behavior. You would surely be expelled for academic fraud and for potentially disgracing your college with your wanton displays�
Then calming herself again she continued, �Lillian, you were a good student, and as friend I recommend you that you send a letter of confession to skip the trial which would be extremely shameful for you and even for the University�
Lillian finally broke, she started sobbing, all her efforts, all her slutty stunts, all for nothing, and now she not only would be thrown out of College disgraced, but also would lose her inheritance as it clearly stated that she would get the whole trust fund when she graduated, or after 27, but she will lost it if she got expelled from a University as her late aunt was, of course her aunt didn�t commit academic fraud or anything near that, she simply was an activist that took her protest a notch too far. Obviously her parents were afraid that her aunt could embed her activism into Lillian, they didn�t count that she died in the same accident as them.
Seeing Lillian break down, stirred Ms. Barbara natural compassion, and soon she was trying to comfort the poor girl, when she knew about the trust fund, she meditated and considered that the penalty was too harsh for the sin. Lillian surely deserved to be expelled from College for her actions, but she didn�t deserve to be disinherited because a moment of weakness.
�Lillian, let me do some calls to see if we can save your inheritance somehow. Wait for me outside�
Lillian waited nervously outside Ms. Barbara office, all her world seemed to be crumbling. She fidgeted nervously in the reception chair until, maybe an hour later she was called again inside Ms. Barbara office.
�Listen Lillian, I talked with my contact in the disciplinary council, he is a man who believes in justice, and thinks that the punishment should be proportional to the fault, and he sees that the cost for your stupid behavior would be exaggerate. He believes that it could be possible to bend the rules a little in order to let you preserve your inheritance, but it won�t be a free ticket for you. He thinks there is a possibility to trade the expulsion for a probation period. All your student rights will be suspended for an amount of time, probably a year, after which, you could have another chance to write a professional thesis.�
Lillian breathed with relief. That wasn�t that bad considering the circumstances. She would lose a year, and certainly she won�t graduate with honors, but she could use it to advance on a new thesis, and the fact that she could still graduate was simply wonderful news.
�But there is catch.� To have some leverage to convince the rest of the board, you have to show repentance and willingness to accept that you made a huge, career destroying, mistake that deserves much more than a slap in the hand, so you need to promise to restitute your scholarship (around $180,000 USD). �
Lillian felt anger, �Those greedy bastards�, she thought, but she would lose much more than that if she didn�t accept.
�Do you agree with these terms?�, said Ms. Barbara
Lillian simply nodded, but seeing Ms. Barbara expecting more than that.
�Yes. Ms. Barbara, I agree. Thank you for getting me this opportunity�
�I haven�t got it yet, at this moment it is just a possibility. Carl, told me that he needs the support of 3 members of the council, he could get one, but it would be good to make some lobbying to convince a couple more.�
Lillian felt the apprehension returning. The uncertainty was killing her.
Ms. Barbara was silent and looked concentrated, after a few seconds and musings she turned to see Lillian.
�You are doing an internship at Johnson & Carter, don�t you?�
��Yes�, she answered insecurely.
�Isn�t Mr. Palmer your boss?�
She nodded again, even more afraid to where the conversation could be going.
�Well, that could be your way out. If you can get his support, he surely would be able to convince several members of the council. He knows three of them personally and he is a very persuasive man.�
Lillian was pale, and silent, for a moment she thought of complaining about Mr. Palmer sexual harassment, but she quickly realized that she had very little credibility after Ms. Barbara had seen the embarrassing photos that she posted on the internet. She could even worsen her problems because she had been exchanging sex for benefits.
�I know what are you thinking. You think it would ruin your image with Mr. Palmer, and your chances at Johnson & Carter. Let me tell you that is just a matter of time anyway. And you don�t have necessarily to tell him all the dirty details of your academic fraud. �
Lillian was paralyzed. She didn�t dare to say or do anything, her head was spinning, and filled with scattered memories of her humiliating sexual encounters with Mr. Palmer.
�There must be other person who can help me.�, she thought with desperation trying to find a way out, but before she could come with an answer, Ms. Barbara took the phone.
�Can you put me in line with Mr. Palmer�
�Hi Harry! How are you? Thanks for taking my call�
Lillian was surprised, she realized that until that moment, she didn�t even know Mr. Palmer first name even when she had sucked her cock three times and even received her dick in her asshole once. Ms. Barbara and he were obviously friends. She shivered with fear and shame.
�This is it�, she thought, �My last chance will fly away right now�
�I have Lillian Sanders with me. I will put this on speaker so we could all talk a little�
Mr. Palmer felt nervous. Was Lillian denouncing him?
�Listen Harry, I will go straight to the point�
Mr. Palmer gulped.
�Lillian made a mistake that could have costly consequences for her�
Mr. Palmer finally breathed.
�She had been otherwise a pretty good student, and I would like to hear your opinion about her professional behavior�. Ms. Barbara made this trying to put him in a supportive mood.
�Well, she made a mistake here too, but she did an impressive interview with me and convinced me to rehire her.�
Lillian blushed remembering her shameful interviews with Mr. Palmer.
�And what about her work? Is she good?�, said Ms. Barbara, trying to get a more positive response from him.
�Well, she had been working in three different positions since she started here, but definitely she fit better in the last one, it is a better match between her abilities and the job requirements. She is still not as qualified as her colleges, but she had tried to be on par, and she had been doing a very clean job.
About her work habits, her punctuality has some room to improve, but I have heard that she stands out by the way she dresses, and she is always willing to give something extra�
Lillian was on the edge, all that she was hearing was extremely humiliating for her, but Ms. Barbara didn�t interpreted the same way, for her it was simply a mediocre evaluation and nothing more.
�Ms. Barbara wanted a better evaluation in order to have some leverage, but she sensed that he was being polite, and the real evaluation of Lillian was probably worse than it sounded. She wasn�t so sure to get his help now, but decided to talk directly.
�Harry, I will be frank. Lillian needs your help, her mistake could get her expelled from the University, which would be very costly for her, and I sincerely believe that it would unfair for several reasons. So Carl of the disciplinary council had planned an alternative punishment for her, that seems to be fitter for the crime, but we need to get some support from the disciplinary board, and I believe that you can talk to them and help present Lillian�s case in a more favorable way.
If you agree I can brief you on the specifics later�
�Well, that sound serious Barbara. I am willing to hear Lillian, but she had to convince me that helping her with the board is the right thing for me to do. I will be willing to receive her in my office at lunch time. I am not making any promises but to hear her�
The call ended after they exchanged some pleasantries.
Lillian was almost trembling, she knew what would entitle getting his support. She shivered with apprehension and shame, but she was willing to do anything. She was convinced that it was the only way to rescue her identity and future.
Ms. Barbara looked at the nervous girl in front of her. She looked more like a frightened naughty high School girl about to face the principal, than the successful student and near graduate woman that she was supposed to be.�� Even the business attire didn�t help her case, probably because it looked somewhat ridiculous without a blouse, making her look again like a school girl wearing her big sister clothes. She sighed; she was disappointed with Mr. Palmer�s evaluation. She expected an excellent evaluation, after all she had been failing at her thesis, and Ms. Barbara had thought that it was because Lillian was so engrossed in her promising internship that she was� neglecting her college work.
She finally sighed, and said, �Ok, Lilly�, she didn�t know where �Lilly� came from, maybe it was because the way she perceived Lillian now. �You should go now to Mr. Palmer�s office, try to be there before lunch time, so there is someone to let you in. Remember punctuality is very important specially right now.�
Lillian stood up, and extended her hand to thank Ms. Barbara.
Ms. Barbara shook her hand and looking her at her eyes, she said.
�Lilly, you must not fail. It is probably your last chance. Show me that you deserve this opportunity�.
�I will�, said Lillian almost in a whisper.
A few minutes later she was riding on the bus towards Mr. Palmer office. She had removed all of her makeup because it became a mess with her tears, only her lips remained painted in a soft pink tone. She looked very young. She was dreading her incoming meeting with Mr. Palmer.
Part 11
She arrived to Mr. Palmer�s office just a few minutes before lunch time.
Kathleen (Mr. Palmer�s secretary) greeted her cheerfully.
�Hi Lilly, Nice outfit�
Lillian blushed remembering the embarrassing outfit that she was wearing the last time she saw Kathleen.
�You should try it with a blouse, it would look a lot better�
Lillian merely nodded, angry at being patronized that way.
�Of course I know dumb ass�, she thought angrily, �she must think this is the first time I wear descent clothes�.
But then she added, �of course is a matter of fashion, and probably Mr. Palmer like it better that way�, Kathleen said with a smirk.
Lillian blushed, �She knows!�, she thought ashamed. �Meeting with him alone, at lunch time when the office is deserted must ring some bells in Kathleen�s head, and the worst part is that whatever degrading things she thinks I came to do, they are probably true�, she was feeling really small in front of this secretary that she once considered way below her, both professionally and as woman of respect.
Lillian�s eyes were cast down, and Kathleen enjoyed her little victory. She wasn�t a bad person, but she deeply despised the women that had sex with the bosses.
�Mr. Palmer is already waiting for you. You know the way don�t you?�
Kathleen nodded quietly and walked to Mr. Palmer�s office.
Mr. Palmer waved Lillian to sit in front of him. He was reviewing some papers and only separated his eyes from the document from time to time to look at Lillian.
She saw the girl in front of him, constantly fidgeting in her chair, and biting her lower lip nervously while avoiding eye contact with him and he realized that she had changed a lot since the first time she met her a few months ago. Now even with the expensive clothes that she was wearing she didn�t look professional, the lack of stockings and blouse made her look cheap, and her baby face made her look really cute, but definitely not like the promising young graduate that she was short time ago.
He could not avoid to think that it was at least partly his fault. He had mixed emotions about that, on one hand he felt regret for his contribution on the girl downfall, on the other, at a more primary, less rational level, he felt a power rush of the transformation that he had achieved in her. He could not avoid to think that Lillian was destined to be another bitch just like his ex-wife, and that he had saved some poor guy. He really wished he had made the same with her ex-wife when she was that young.
�What would had been of her if I had pushed her downwards instead of upwards, she would probably be a waitress, or even a stripper�, he felt delighted with the images forming in his mind, but then his rational mind started to fight back.
�Probably Lillian doesn�t deserve this�, He was divided, part of him wanted to further exploit the girl, after all her destiny now depended mostly on him, and another part of him wanted to give Lillian a real chance to put her life back on track and get out from the downward spiral that she had traveled with his help.
He was still undecided; what had begun as a game for him, as a way to cope with his bitter divorce, could have now lifetime consequences for Lillian. He was convinced that most of this was Lillian�s fault, after all she was the one making the worst decisions. She was the one who made unforgivable mistakes in her original position interviewing job candidates, then she crashed his document scanning project, and dressed as a little slut. It wasn�t his idea that she took a shift at the dark horse,� and in the topless area. She even uploaded nude photos of herself to the internet, What was she thinking? If the word gets out, she will ruin any chances to work for a serious firm.
Her worst idea yet was to use her own nude photos as a prove of her advance in her thesis project. She should have asserted herself and told Ms. Barbara that the subject didn�t want that, and if it was a requisite, she would have to look for another subject and start from scratch. And if she wanted to cheat on that, she should at least have copied some model photos, or hired someone to do the stunt.
� No�, he said to himself, �she has done it mostly herself. Maybe this is what she really wants�. But then he shook the idea out of his mind.
�I promised myself to give her a fair chance to recover her life.� Finally the best part of him won the battle, and he finally rose his eyes from the paper.
�Hi Lillian. Ms. Barbara already told me everything about your situation. I would lie you if I tell you that it was a surprise to me.� But I understand your situation and I am willing to help you�
She sensed a respect that she hadn�t seen in his eyes since all this mess started.
�I think that your problem is way deeper than this expulsion threat,� as a matter of fact this crisis is just the consequence of your very poor decisions. You know that, don�t you?�
�Yes sir�, she said.
�You need to start behaving professionally, and responsibly, so the first step is to solve this problem by yourself, using your professional skills to convince me firstly, and then the disciplinary board, that you are a valuable student who made a terrible mistake, but who is nonetheless working professionally on her thesis and could probe her knowledge, and her honorability.�
Lillian nodded, she was surprised by Mr. Palmer�s speech. She was also taken out of balance, because she clearly expected that he would want something sexual in exchange of his help.
�OK. Lillian. Here is what I can do for you. I can call three of the board members who are friends of mine. Two of them are women, so they probably would sympathize with you.� I can tell them good things about you, but I can�t lie, and I won�t do your job. I can invite them to join us this Wednesday afternoon in my meeting room. There you will have your chance to talk privately with them and convince them that all of this was an unacceptable, but well -meant mistake and not an open intention of deceiving everybody with a fake thesis.� You will have to portray your stunt as a brave, if stupid way to defend your subject privacy. You�ll then accept that you deserve a penalty, but ask for their mercy, so your punishment doesn�t have lifelong consequences on you�
Lillian saw a glimpse of hope. She could have a chance to save some face, regain some respect, and retake some control on her life.
�Thanks you very much sir. I really appreciate what you are doing for me.�
Still she had some doubts and apprehension; the idea of defending herself against three respectable academic veterans was really frightening, but she tried to remain focused, so she asked.
�And� how do you think I should structure my presentation Sir ?�
�Well, I think that after thanking their presence,� you should focus on convincing them that your thesis is for real. I would tell them why I chose this research method instead of other. I would show them all the research papers that I know exist on the subject, and tell them why there is a room for another study, what is yet to be known or proved. I would also show them the reference framework in which I had been basing my work, you know cites, and references of other works, that support the content of my interview questions. Then I will present them with interview extracts and my interpretation of why those particular answers are useful for my research.
Be prepared to show the original interview tapes, so they can see that you did not make them up. A good touch, would be to let them play random bits of the interviews, so they can see your professional approach to the subject, and then you could make technical comments about those excerpts.
Finally you should tell them about your subject negative to give you professional photos of herself, and that you stupidly surrendered to Ms. Barbara exigency of them, by faking the photos and protecting your subject.
You could close your presentation telling them about your perfect record, although they already know that, and making your respectful beg for mercy.�
Lillian was overwhelmed. That should be so easy if she would had been really working on her thesis, but she hadn�t done much work lately and her interviews recordings were shameful, specially after Karen forced her into her silly games.
�Sir� I� �
�Why don�t you rehearse for me right now. That way I will feel more confident to defend your case. Don�t worry with the details right now, but you will need the precise quotes in the real meeting.�
Lillian felt ditzy, she realized that she had done so little work on her thesis, it would be impossible to have a descent presentation in a couple of days. She will simply fail.
�Sir� I � I don�t feel like I can do that�.�
She said ashamed.
�Why? Aren�t you a top student?�
�Yes�, she said in a whisper.
�Then show me!�
�It is just that this thesis� you know� I have not � really done much�. Yet�
�Tell me what you have, explain me your hypothesis and your methodology, everything that you remember right now�
Lillian was trembling, and she started babbling about her thesis, but her language kept slipping to a very unprofessional territory. She continually spoke of �horniness� and pussies, tits, instead of talking about arousal, vaginas and breasts. She was clearly emotionally involved in her talk instead of preserving a detached clinical view.
Mr. Palmer then started asking her basic psychology concepts, trying to made her gain some confidence, and then build something from there, but she was so nervous that she mixed up basic concepts and even failed to remember some very elementary principles. She was getting more and more nervous, thinking
�If I perform like this on Wednesday they would think that I cheated all along my college years�
Mr. Palmer even tried to build her confidence asking some high school and general knowledge concepts, but she was getting more and more frightened, and more and more incompetent by the minute.
�Lillian, you need to come with something better than that if you want to convince the members of the board. Remember it is your only chance�
Lillian started stammering a bunch of non-sense. Her voice was almost a whisper and she was blushing bright red. She knew she was making a fool of herself and only wanted the conversation to end. She realized that it was impossible to be prepared in two days, and even worse, she would probably fail to deliver a congruent speech even if she knew the facts. She was having more and more trouble behaving professionally, specially when she was in front of men. She felt so bellow them.
She finally broke down, �There must be another way Mr. Palmer, I can�t do that. I can�t convince them that my thesis is a professional work�
�Why can�t you do that?�
�Because it isn�t, I haven�t done much really, just a few interviews and the recordings aren�t very neat�, she whispered ashamed.
�Are you saying that your lack of professionalism would be immediately evident in a meeting with the members of the council�
She nodded ashamed.
�I don�t see you able to pose even as a mediocre student so they would probably doubt your student record too. Aren�t you the worst student there?�
�No sir. I always had the best grades, and��
�So you can convince them that you are a brilliant student, can�t you?�
�I� I don�t know sir� I feel nervous� �
�You are insecure because you don�t know a thing, that is very clear to me. You probably got A�s repeating subjects like a parrot, and then forgetting them a few weeks after that. You are probably the most ignorant student of your class�
�I don�t think so��
�Then prove it to me. Give a coherent description of your research protocol. And use professional terminology�
Her new attempt was even worse, she stammered constantly and then giggled nervously for no reason.
Mr. Palmer interrupted her. He was getting angry.
�How many of your classmates would do a worse presentation than the one you just gave?�
�Probably none�, she whispered.
��So what does it make you?�
�I am probably the worst student of my class�
�And your so called thesis is more like a high school girl job, isn�t it?�
She nodded completely humbled.
�How can I help you then ?�
�I don�t know sir� but I�ll do anything��, she said playing with the top button of her blazer, and blushing with shame.
�Listen Lilly, you can�t fix all your problems by offering your pussy, sometimes you have to use your brain� unless your pussy is all you have to offer�
She felt like the worst bimbo ever, but she didn�t dare to talk. She blushed and casted her eyes down, biting her lower lip. She was so confused that she didn�t have a clue of what she could do.
�Well� I see that your body is probably your only asset. Let me think of something, in the meanwhile bring me a coffee, with two sugar spoons. And don�t mess up with this simple task.�
Lillian got up and marched to the little kitchenette at the end of the aisle. She remembered with bitterness that when she interviewed the first time with Mr. Palmer in order to get her internship, she had made clear to him that she won�t bring coffees to the executives, unless it was also a responsibility of the men at her same level. At that time he had smiled warmly at her feminism and reassured her that people at the position she was being invited didn�t have to do that kind of stuff.
This day, however it seemed to her the most important job in the world, and she was afraid of messing it up. A few minutes later she delivered the coffee to Mr. Palmer and looked at him with apprehension until he sipped from the cup and seemed satisfied.
He continued thinking and browsing papers, giving an occasional glance to his computer screen, totally ignoring Lilly for a few minutes and don�t even motioning her to sit. She remained standing up, not daring to sit without permission and afraid to interrupt him just to ask him.
She was looking anxiously at him, with her hands behind her back.
Finally he turned to see her and said.
�I am willing to help you Lilly.�
�Thanks sir�, she said, but she didn�t feel relieved, maybe it was his stern voice tone, or she was afraid of having to do other kind of self defense in front of the council members.
�How?�
�It doesn�t concern you, and you won�t probably understand my strategy anyway, but rest assured; you won�t be required at the meeting and you won�t have to prove you are what you and me know you are not�
Lillian shivered with shame, but at the same time she felt relieved knowing that Mr. Palmer was going to solve her problem so she won�t have to try to do that by herself.
�But I require one thing from you�
�Yes sir, Anything�, she said anxiously.
He breathed deeply, he was feeling a power rush again. He knew this could crush that girl for good. He hesitated for a few seconds, but he finally convinced himself that it was all her fault.
�Listen Lilly,
You have been using your body as a mean to save your job and now you are trying to use it to save your inheritance. That is no problem with me. I can accept that, I won�t even judge you, but I am sick of your little act of �I am a brilliant student, just having a bad time�.
You know you aren�t, and I need you to stop pretending and admit that you are nothing but a cheap slut. I have enough of your �I am really a good girl� fa�ade. You have shown me and yourself that you are incapable of any professional work. You are also a fraud as a student, your thesis is a childish work and you are unable to show any degree of knowledge about your supposed professional field. And you know you don�t behave anything near to a good girl.�
Lillian blushed nervously as she was unable to contradict him. He continued talking calmly.
�So if you need me to fix the mess that you put yourself into, then you have to admit to me and to yourself that you are unable to help your own case because you are nothing but a horny bimbo, Don�t you?�
Lillian blushed deeply, part of her wanted to simply say �yes� and get over it, but another part realized that her current problems were caused precisely by her pragmatism of using any means and taking the shortest paths to solve her most immediate challenges even if that carried her far away from her principles and long term goals.
She gathered all the courage that she could and replied
��No sir. I am not, it is only a passing phase. I am� �
�No need to convince me. If you say you are brilliant then you are, if you say you are slut then that is what you are. I don�t care, but you have to decide.
Tell you what. You have a �valid attire� with you or in your locker?�
At first she didn�t understood, but after a few seconds she realized that he was talking about the slutty clothes she was supposed to wear for her cleaning job in the warehouse.
�Yes sir�, she said completely out of base at the sudden change in the conversation, �I have a small outfit in my handbag �.
She had packed the outfit in the morning. Megan had left those clothes in a little plastic bag for her to wear. Without thinking she had put them in her handbag before leaving the apartment that morning, maybe she was curious and wanted to see them when she had the chance.
��Here is the deal. You will leave my office now, and� If you are sure that you are the smart woman that you say you are, you don�t have to come back here until Wednesday afternoon, when you will make a outstanding presentation of your professionalism and I will do the negotiation for you, convincing the counselors to take the deal you are offering them.
If you otherwise admit that you are nothing more than a dumb slut, I will do the entire negotiation for you, using another strategy of course, without even requiring your presence, but you will have to prove me and yourself that you are nothing more than a bimbo. Because I won�t make your homework if you are able to do it for yourself, but I am always willing to help a poor men-dependent bimbo rescue some of her inheritance.
Here is the proof I need, pay attention because it would require from you to follow instructions:�
Lillian knew that she probably should have stopped him and simply go out of his office, reassuring herself that she was indeed a professional woman who simply made a stupid mistake but was pretty able to proof her worth. But her insecurity made her want to know, maybe it was something simple like a blowjob or something� she could cope with that� and she didn�t want to admit it, but Lilly� Lilly wanted to hear the instructions.
�You will go the nearest bathroom, and change into your slut attire, then you will go to the supply room and pick a delivery box;� you will put your current outfit inside, including your shoes, and your handbag. Place a label on the package and address it to �Mrs. Maria Dolores� your former boss; you will put my name as the sender of the package. She would appreciate a classy outfit for her daughter, it could probably help her get a good job. Then you will take the package to the mail room.
After that you are going to offer a coffee to Mr. John Wallace, cubicle 4L, and you will return to my office with his cum in your mouth. You are to wait for me in the waiting chairs outside my office. If when� I leave the office in around 40 minutes, I see you there with your hands behind your back and your mouth open showing semen inside, then I will know that you opted for the second option, otherwise, I will see you on Wednesday�
Lillian was blushing furiously, it was too much.
�Don�t worry most of the personal won�t return after lunch. I gave them the afternoon free to celebrate that we are way ahead of our quarter goals, but consider that John can leave at any minute�
�Now if you please�, he said pointing at the door, �I have some work that needs to be done; see you in 40 minutes or in a couple of days.�
Lillian left the private office completely stunned. She was now convinced that she will go home right then. There is no way that she will admit that she was a dumb bimbo. She walked to the outside door. She pushed the crystal door that lead to the office lobby. She felt her heart beating fast, once she passed that door there won�t be possible to get back without an identification card which she didn�t have or permission of somebody inside. She hesitated, and bit her lower lip nervously. She decided to go to the bathroom to wash her face and try to think clearly, after all it was a very important decision with possible lifetime consequences.
She went to the bathroom and looked at the lavatory�s mirror. She saw a nervous and insecure girl. She washed her face and looked again at the mirror, trying to find the self-confident woman that could convince three stern professors that she was a woman with a lot of potential that made just one stupid mistake but that was nonetheless worth saving, but she could only see a dumb, insecure girl.
She opened her handbag with trembling hands. Inside was one of the outfits that Megan bought for her. She wasn�t decided of what to do, but she was more and more afraid of confronting the members of the disciplinary council the upcoming Wednesday. Nervously she pulled the little outfit out of her handbag and decided to try it.
�Maybe it would help me decide what to do�, she thought. She hadn�t seen the outfit yet. It was inside a white plastic bag that Megan had left over the coffee table.
She nervously took off her blazer. She didn�t dare to look at the outfit yet. The plastic bag was small enough and light enough to tell the story, as a matter of fact she would never have dreamed that an entire outfit would fit in her handbag with room to spare; still she tried to convince herself that it couldn�t be worse than the outfits that she had been wearing lately.
She took off her skirt, and folded it neatly along her blazer and put them on the lavatory top. She breathed deeply and put on the little attire trying not to think how she would look like.
When she finished, she saw with shock her reflection. A couple of months ago she wouldn�t have dared to wear that outfit in the beach, well probably not even alone and inside her apartment. The top was a pink sport bra, that barely went a couple of inches bellow her tits, and the pink skirt was even worse. It was almost a band that covered her pussy only if she wore it very low on her hips. Both garments were second hand and their faded color made her look even trashier.
She blushed at her own image.
�Most street whores dress more decently than this�
She felt completely humiliated by the outfit. She hated pink to begin with. To Lillian pink has some symbolism; It was the color that girls were supposed to wear; she saw it as a sign of women oppression. She used to despise adult women that dressed in pink, because she thought that they were helping perpetuate the clich� of the little men-depending girl that many men love to see.
But to be fair she had never seen a woman wearing a pink outfit as small as hers.� It made her feel as if she was wearing lingerie. She shivered thinking that she probably was wearing second hand lingerie indeed; it was totally degrading. She took a step backwards and contemplated her image once more in the mirror.
She realized with shame that she only missed a bubble gum to look like the complete stereotype of a bimbo. Lillian felt a tingle in her pussy, and could not avoid to pick a pack of bubble gums that she had in her handbag and started chewing one. To add to the effect, she put another one in her mouth, so to chew the big mass she was often doing it with her mouth open. Her pussy was starting to drip.
She tried to decide if she preferred to face John Wallace and Mr. Palmer wearing this ridiculous outfit or confront a panel of three respected academics dressed in a professional outfit. She bit her lip once again.
�One thing I know. It very shameful and degrading�.� but a lot easier, and� �
She decided to stop thinking,
�It is not that I admit that I am a bimbo�, she said to herself, �I am just doing the practical thing, simply taking the more secure path to my goal�
She nervously walked out of the bathroom. The office was deserted but it was still frightening to be there dressed as she was. If anyone saw her, they would call security for sure.
She arrived at the supply room and took one of the medium sized boxes. Trembling she put her business clothes inside, after a little hesitation she took her bus card and id out of the handbag and put them into the little plastic bag that contained her little outfit a few minutes ago. She tied the plastic bag around her left wrist. She breathed deeply and took off her shoes to put them inside the box. She felt even trashier, and she know she would have problem reaching home barefoot. Once again she convinced herself to stop thinking. With trembling hand she labeled the box �Maria Dolores, Cleaning staff Warehouse B�.
She walked to the mailroom. It was of course closed, but it had a small opening in the window, no much bigger than the box that she was carrying. If she pushed the box thru it, it would fall into a container on the other side, and there would be no way back.
Now the enormity of what she was about to do hit her like a train.
�Stop and think Lillian�, she scolded herself, �don�t try to shell yourself in the idea that this is the safest, shortest path to save your stupid inheritance. Acting pragmatic is what haves you here.�
She bitted her lower lip nervously, she tried to regain some strength, and said to herself.
�No Lillian, you are not going to take this decision without thinking at the consequences. No. If I make this, I will be really accepting that I am a bimbo not to be taken seriously by anyone, just a toy, an eye candy, unable to get ahead based in my professional work�, she said that to herself trying to shake her feelings, to find the courage to step back and go for the honorable solution, but her pussy was misinterpreting it, and the humiliation of admitting she was nothing more than a pussy with legs and no brain, made her hornier than ever.
She tried to control herself, but it was easier for her to imagine herself sucking John�s cock than defending her thesis. In a daze she pushed the package inside the mailing room.
She could not hear the sound that the box made when it hit the table on the other side of the window. Hear ears were ringing so loud that she couldn�t hear anything else.
She made a new effort to calm down, but her heart was beating fast. She had just admitted to herself that she was nothing more than a bimbo, and after what she had just done there was no way she could say otherwise; specially when more than regret she was overwhelmed by her horniness.
In an stupor Lillian walked to John�s cubicle. She felt so insecure that she was afraid of getting lost in the maze of cubicles. She was also afraid to find someone. Finally she spotted cubicle 4L, it was at the end of the aisle and it was double-sized.
Lillian was frozen, she felt very awkward dressed like she was. She could hear John constantly typing, he should be working in some document. She popped her head and looked inside the cubicle, it was more like a small private office. The interior was far from the standard cubicle. It was twice or three times the size of the rest of the cubicles, it had a standard executive desk facing the entrance of the cubicle instead of a little desk facing the walls.� He had an executive chair too, and there was an expensive looking wood bookshelf on the back wall of the cubicle. He had also one visit chair.
Lillian could sense that he was not an executive yet, but definitely not an entry level employee either.� She felt so humiliated at his success compared with her sound failure; she was supposed to be much better than him, but the difference between their professional achievements were shameful for Lillian. She was so aroused by the situation that just wanted to go home and take care of her pussy, but she forced herself to finally talk. With just her head showing she said,
�Hi John. Do you want a cup of coffee?�
John was startled.
�Woah! I didn�t hear any footsteps��, Lillian blushed because she knew it was because she was humiliatingly barefoot.
John regained control very soon. He didn�t know why Lillian was working at the black horse or why she was offering him a coffee, but he was certainly enjoying the situation.
�Isn�t it a demeaning task for an accomplished woman like you?�, he said with a smirk.
�No� no sir��, she said blushing bright red.
�Well, bring me one, with two sugar spoons. But make it fast, and no mistakes girl!�
She ran to the kitchen, she was regretting having call him �sir�, but she couldn�t avoid it. She returned a few minutes later carrying a cup of coffee. This time it was unavoidable to be seen by John in her ridiculous outfit. She was blushing bright red.
�My oh my, that�s what I call a cheap outfit�
He� commented leaving Lillian speechless. She expected him to grab the coffee, but instead he returned his sight to his computer, and started typing slowly.
Lillian nervously fidgeted shifting her weight from one leg to another nervously trying to hold tightly the cup of coffee, afraid to make a mistake while he ignored her completely, pretending to do more important things, and making her feel completely worthless.
John was enjoying the odd situation. He didn�t know really well why Lillian was working at the Black Horse, or why she was in the office wearing that very skimpy outfit, but he realized that it was somehow Mr. Palmer�s doing. And he didn�t care too much, he had always hated Lillian. There were many reasons,� she had not only rejected his advances, but she had found pleasure in crushing him at debates and even made him fail a subject when she told the teacher that he didn�t do any team work with her. Now it was time to prove that male were really superior.� He realized� with satisfaction, that the self-proclaimed queen of the feminists, best female student in her class (and probably simply the best), was now not only bellow him, a mediocre male student, but she was simply another of his perks.
Lillian looked at his desk, there were a lot of folders, each had attached a large photo on the outside. She recognized the faces immediately, they were Marissa Meyer , Carly Fiorina, and several other famous female executives. Her heroines.�
Just been dressed as a cheap bimbo in front of their photos added to her humiliation. For a moment she thought of running away, but she was paralyzed.
�As you see I am working on my thesis. How are you doing in yours?�
�Er� fine� �
�I am starting to write my conclusions�, he continued, � and you?�
�No� not yet� I� I��
�I remember you are slow, you probably just have your hypothesis and methodology approved�
He said with scorn, which made Lillian shiver with shame, because she didn�t even have formally delivered that part of her thesis. She was very nervous, and it showed in her blush and attitude.
�Oh. I see�, said John amused, �you failed to deliver even that, don�t you? I always knew you were incompetent and wouldn�t be able to build a thesis even with the simplest subject.� You are a fraud as a philologist, I knew you were nothing more than a parrot repeating lessons,� but you surely forget everything after the exams. �
Lillian felt on the verge of crying, she didn�t feel able to defend herself, she simply looked at the floor.
John motioned her to put his coffee on the desk, which she did with extreme care, trying to avoid an embarrassing accident. Then she could not avoid to turn to see John for approval, even when it made her feel so lame and worthless.
He merely waved his hand in a dismissal signal.
But Lillian was paralyzed, she didn�t know how could� she offer him a blowjob after being insulted by him, but she knew she could not return with empty hands (or mouth).
She merely stayed there, smiling nervously and dumbly. After a few seconds he turned to see her and said,
�You may go girl. I have work to do�
Lillian felt very insecure, she had expected that dressed as she was, John would surely ask her for sex, but he seemed absorbed by his work. Even in the recent crazy months she almost never had taken the initiative in a sex encounter, she had always simply complied with the demands of others. So she was clueless.
��May I stay a little longer sir?�, she finally managed to say.
�I don�t know, you may try to copy my ideas� �
�No John� I promise� I just want to��
�I prefer that you call me sir. On a second thought, you are right, what can you possibly stole from me, if you don�t understand a thing, do you?�
Lillian blushed, �No sir�
�Then why do you want to stay?�
Lillian blushed even redder, �I want to have sex with you sir�, she said biting her lower lip and looking at the floor.
�What a surprise, a slut dressed like a whore, needs to be fucked�, he said with sarcasm, and then added, �Well I don�t think I have the time�
�Please sir, just let me suck your cock�, said Lillian desperately.
John was enjoying the situation to the max.
�Mmm� I don�t know, I just fuck dumb girls without self respect, remember?�
Of course she remembered, she had always hated his misogynous comments, and have told him that no woman with an ounce of self-respect would ever date him, but as he proved her wrong, she had told him that only a dumb girls, with no future, and who depend on their pussy to earn a� living would have sex with a scum like him.
�I am sorry sir� I regret I said that�
�You don�t have to regret anything, because you were right, precisely I only like to have sex with dumb girls that don�t have any self-respect.� Do you still want to have sex with me?�
Lillian felt very uncomfortable, but she need it, so she� say, �Yes sir�
�Are you a dumb girl with no self-respect Lilly?�
�Yes sir�, she said humiliated.
�I don�t know� I remember you being an arrogant bitch. I bet you think� that you are smarter than me, and your thesis will be better than mine��
�No sir, I will fail my thesis indeed, so yours is much better, and you are surely smarter than me, you have landed a very good job, and I lost mine the first week�, she said humiliated by her own words.
�A dumb girl knows that every man is smarter than she, and you probably think otherwise, you surely feel superior than the janitor for example�
�No sir, I know that any man is smarter than me�, she said ashamed to go so straight against her former feminist believes, but she needed this, and she was pressured by time.
He smiled broadly and say.
�Yes, you probably realized that already, but I still have doubts that you are really convinced. I need you to prove me that you are a really silly girl�
�How can I do that?�, she said genuinely confused.
�Well dumb girls are good for two things: taking orders without questioning them, and sex. I know you are good for sex, but what about the first thing?�
�I am very good at following orders sir�, she said in a burst, with too much sincerity.
�OK, let�s try you. Close your eyes�
She complied.
�If you open them, you lose, and our game is over ok?�
�Yes�, she said insecurely.
�Now turn around� aha, again� again� keep turning�. I�ll tell you when to stop.�
Lillian kept turning, she was feeling pretty stupid, and was getting a little ditzy.
�Stop, don�t open your eyes�, he finally said, and then added, �Now listen carefully, you are going to take off your top and throw it outside my cubicle, if it falls inside the cubicle you lost our little game and will have to leave me work.
�but��
�are you going to question my order?�
�No sir�, she said defeated and threw her top away with enough force to be sure that it was at least a couple of cubicles away.
�Well done. Keep turning around�
Blushing bright red she resumed her spinning.
�Stop! Repeat the same with your skirt�
More humiliated than ever she complied with the order.
�Well, that was fast, you don�t wear too much clothes these days. �, he said amused, �Keep turning around�
She felt even dumber turning around naked, with her eyes closed. She tried to remember in which directions she had thrown her clothes based in the direction where his voice came.
�Stop! You may open your eyes�
She was facing outside the cubicle and to her surprise he was there instead of behind his desk. So she had absolutely no clue� where she had thrown her clothes. She had never felt so stupid in her life; there she was completely naked and aroused in an office, without even knowing where she put her clothes.
�May I suck you now sir?�, she said desperate to get over that degrading game.
He returned to his desk and said,
�Sit over my desk facing me�
She rolled her eyes, but complied.
�No, no like that, open your legs as far as you can�
She obeyed forming an M.
�Oh, you are really wet down there! I need to do some work, but I don�t want you to cool down, so I want you to rub your clit until I tell you to stop, but don�t come or our game is over�
�Please Sir�
�Are you questioning my orders?�
�No sir�, she said defeated.
She started rubbing her clit slowly, with her eyes closed, trying to abstract herself from the awful situation.
�Don�t close your eyes. Look at me�
She complied, and felt even dumber than before.
�I should have taken the honorable way when I could, but I am a bimbo, I chose this way and this humiliation instead, all for fear of thinking like a professional. I am the worst bimbo ever�, she thought bitterly.
Then he turned to his computer, and started playing some audios. He was making transcripts of his interviews with successful corporate women.
His voice could be heard in the pc speakers.
�You are a successful woman, and they say it takes one to know another. How do you know a woman has potential?�
�It is hard to tell,� but it is easier to spot the potential failures�
�That is interesting. And how do you spot them?�
�Well, there are no rules, but if a girl doesn�t put all of her mind and resources in the task at hand, just because she thinks it is below her level or outside her interests, that girl is a failure and she was going to fail in more important tasks, even you assign her the exact project that she dreamed of�
�Does it include for example a thesis topic?�, he said in the recording.
�Of course, normally it is just an excuse that they hid behind of. �
�Another hint of a failure girl?�
�Well, they use to get things with her looks,� and soon they are too lazy and too dumb to use other resources to advance their careers. So if I see a girl in a miniskirt or teasing her coworkers or bosses, well, I am sure she was going to end working for a man doing just menial work, until another more attractive girl enters the scene�
Lillian felt very uncomfortable hearing that scolding while masturbating openly in front of a fully dressed man. She recognized that the interviewed women were describing her when they talked about sure thing failures, and she felt totally humiliated by the fact.
She was getting more and more aroused, and realized that there was a thing more degrading than masturbating naked in an office in front of her former rival, who was perfectly dressed in a power suit. That thing was doing all that while being ignored, as if her humiliating and degradation wasn�t even worth seeing it.
After a few minutes, he finally closed his laptop and said.
�You are really close, aren�t you?�
�Yes sir. May I suck your cock now?�
�Nah, it would be a waste of that leaky pussy of yours�
�No sir, please I want to.�
�Stop. Too much questioning, I only fuck obedient little bimbos, and you are not�
He stood up and marched towards the cubicle entrance, but she stopped him
�No sir, please stop, I will obey�
�Ok�, he said crossing his arms, �beg me�
�Please fuck me sir�
�I don�t know, you were often trying to question my orders� well� maybe if you�.�
Lillian was desperate, she knew she was getting out of time, �I�ll do anything sir�
�Ok. Let�s see if it is true. Beg me to fuck you in the ass�
Shining bright red Lillian said
�Sir. Please fuck my ass�
�Well, bend over the desk� that�s it�
He then entered her pussy from behind, and Lillian felt relieved, maybe he was too confused, or just wanted to tease her. But once he thought his cock was pretty smeared with her juices, he put it over her asshole and started to push.� She was afraid, she was still sore from the previous night, so she said.
�Please sir, let me lubricate it, it would be more pleasurable for you�
�OK, you have 30 seconds to do it�
She panicked and spit on her hand, and used her saliva to lubricate her asshole, she then penetrated herself with one and then two fingers, repeating the process several times, and putting a shameful show until her time was over.
He then fucked her asshole for a couple of minutes until he came abundantly.
He quickly pulled his pants up, and spanked her ass hard, �You are a great fuck Lilly, you have a bright future as a whore or something like that�
With that he marched out of his cubicle, leaving Lilly behind who was in a daze and was still rubbing her pussy trying to reach an orgasm that gave her some comfort after all that she went thru.
Then she realized that she was running out of time. She shamefully squatted in the center of the cubicle and pushed the semen out of her asshole and into her hand. Then closing her eyes she scooped the cum inside his mouth, she repeated the procedure four times, until she thought she had enough semen in her mouth to prove that she had complied with her mission.
A few minutes later, after a shameful and frightening search for her clothes in all the cubicles around, she finally was sit outside Mr. Palmer�s office wearing her skimpy little outfit, with a bunch of dirty sperm in her mouth.
Mr. Palmer exited his office after she had waited for 15 minutes, and fortunately for Lillian didn�t catch her having a huge orgasm after she had masturbated shamelessly.
He looked at her and smirked with satisfaction.
�I already arranged with Tim so you will work every Wednesday as a topless waitress in the Dark Horse for the time that your academic probation last. And Lillian, you are fired, you are too slut and too cheap to work here, even as a cleaning girl, and you are a shame to your coworkers anyway, but you will give me whatever tips you make at the dark horse until you pay all your debt with me�.
She merely nodded astonished. She could not say that she was above that place anymore. On his way out Mr. Palmer said, �You may swallow now slut. See you this Wednesday at the dark horse�.
PART 11: The council
Faithful to his promise Mr. Palmer achieved an accord with the disciplinary council; However It wasn�t easy, and the results were pretty short from what Lillian had expected, but nonetheless gave her a chance to save her inheritance.
Even after Mr. Palmer�s expert manipulations, the disciplinary council was pretty divided about showing leniency to Lillian. Ms. Barbara had done a great job detecting this fraud on time, specially when the photo expert of the university had missed it. It was very possible that the hoax could have been discovered after Lillian�s graduation, the university was under the microscope after the last year academic fraud fiasco. If this clumsy fraud had been discovered, well, this is the kind of story that goes national in the media. It would have been a strong blow on the College reputation, the media would also revive the academic fraud scandal of the previous year bringing disgrace to all alumni, and this ridicule stunt would be associated with the college name for eons.� There is no doubt that the scandal would have cost them at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in sponsorships, donations and new matriculated students, and that made many counselors want retribution.
After a long deliberation they decided to stop her expulsion only if Lillian made the payment for her scholarship in full and immediately and she resigned to continue her studies there. Definitely they didn�t want Lillian�s name in a university certificate.� They would expel her if the payment wasn�t received before the next ordinary council session scheduled in a couple of weeks. They also decided to hold her Transcripts for a period of six months, and during that period she must cooperate with the research that Ms. Barbara ask from her. �She won�t be able to matriculate in another university during this time.
Ms. Barbara asked for clemency because the resolution was as good as an expulsion, because she won�t be able to get that big sum in so short notice, but it was impossible to make some counselors change their decision, the fact that Lillian had refused to defend herself in the council, didn�t help her cause.
A few hours later, Mr. Palmer communicated the resolution to Lillian, who practically broke down, but he exposed a way out:
�I can get you a loan, an underground loan, it won�t be cheap, 1.5% monthly interest rate and 4% penalty rate in case you fail to pay at least the interest. It wasn�t easy to get, and the interest could have been even worse if I didn�t promise them that you will redirect your $300 allowance to their account, which reduced their risk a little bit. You will have to pay at least another $2400 USD per month. Of course you may also wait for five years without making a payment until your trust fund is released, but in that case the amount would be almost 1.9 millions. I understand that your trust fund is of around 2 millions, so probably it wouldn�t be the best option�
�That deal is awful�
�If you can get another loan, be my guest, otherwise you will lose your 2 millions right now�
Lillian was silent.
�Think of it Lilly, you really don�t have anything to lose, do nothing and you will lose your fund, do this, and you have a chance to save almost all your fund. And you can even matriculate in a community college in a year or so, and try to graduate sooner than the five years.�
�Ok, I�ll sign it�, she said defeated.
Lillian left Mr. Palmer�s office completely defeated, she was now penniless, jobless, and without even a decent outfit to wear. She tried to make the numbers to calculate how much money she would need to earn to make a living and pay her credit, but her head hurt.� She didn�t knew what to do, she seemed that she had forgotten how to think, so she went after the only person that could help her. She knew that Karen was really smart and resourceful.� Karen certainly scolded her for being such a bimbo and signing all those papers without consulting� anybody with the capacity to understand the implications, but nonetheless she cared and tried to find a plausible solution.
Epilogue
Five months later
�Lilly listen carefully: I will be attending the company annual conference in Pittsburg. The CEO is inviting some of the most successful employees to network with the high executives. I am pretty excited, if I work it right that could mean a new career push and another hefty pay raise.�
Lilly felt apprehension and it showed in her face. Lately she had become so insecure and dependent on Karen that the prospect of one week alone was a bit frightening.
Karen read her face and tranquilized her, �I will take a little two week vacation after that, but don�t worry, here is your schedule for the three following weeks and I�ll be calling you whenever I have some spare time�.
Lilly looked at the list with dread and shame. �Monday 1st. Video and photo shoot for �Teen sluts in pink dot com�,� Thursday 11 video shoot at �air tight bitches dot com� and� Friday 19� a video shooting for �teen slaves dot com� �.
Lilly was blushing red with shame and her pussy was dripping with anticipation. �Can�t we look for� can�t I work in an office like you or something�� you know � decent?�
�Lilly, Lilly, Haven�t we talked about this a hundred times. Well, we may try again for an office position, but remember that you have only a high school certificate, and your psychological education is useless. I may land you another interview for a mailroom girl position, I may even train you for the interview, so it is not a total failure like the last one�, Lilly blushed remembering the interview, she had stammered like an idiot and the only way she could calm herself was thinking that she was acting in a �movie�, the problem was that unconsciously� she started to act like a bimbo teen that was her usual role in her movies. She usually didn�t speak much in her movies but when she did she was allowed only a very limited vocabulary combined with a lot of teenage slang. So she sounded like an airhead. Lilly remembered with shame that she was not hired not even after she sucked the interviewer�s cock. Lilly licked her lips unconsciously. Her thoughts interrupted by Karen.
�We will give it a try again next month but you know you aren�t cut for a real office job, you don�t have the preparation or experience and you get easily distracted with you know what. And a� decent job would be great but even if you could get a job as a� low clerk,� waitress, cleaning girl or something like that,� you simply can�t make the money you need to repay for your scholarship, and if you simply wait, the interest rate would eat up your inheritance�
�I know, I Know�, she said with a cute pout, �Cant� we at least slow it down a bit? I am all over the net� it is shameful�.it is becoming easier and easier to find me�, she said looking at the floor. They were already almost 20 sessions with her in the net on different pay sites, all with her real first name and in some forums somebody had mentioned her real last name. She even had received a few humiliating mails from former college and high school classmates asking about her new career.
�Lilly we been thru this several times before. Leave the business strategy to me. I am your manager. Remember? Listen, you are cute and all, but there are hundreds of girls like you wanting to enter the porno business, you are lucky to be already in it but you don�t make much money for each shoot, so our only alternative is volume, you have to do a lot of shoots to earn enough to pay the interests and a little more to amortize the capital.� You should be thankful that I got you all those jobs. And I know you are concerned about you reputation when your return to college in three years, I know all those videos and photos could pop any moment in the future but you should have thought it better when you gave your real name since your first couple of shoots,� it would have been harder to find you if you haven�t�
Lillian could not avoid to think that she made little money in each shoot because she only got the 15% of the money she earn by degrading herself in front of the camera, but she didn�t dare to bring again the subject of renegotiating the contract. �The last time it had been extremely humiliating, Karen was convinced that Lillian should accept the consequences of her acts, but after a lot of begging Karen accepted to break the contract without the penalty only if she resigned to her porno career, and went out of her house. Lillian had to apologize and beg Karen to continue being her agent, she was too afraid to be homeless, and she didn�t see another way to earn enough money to pay her debt, in the heat of the moment, she even extended the power of attorney just to sound sincere when she said she trusted Karen 100%, �so now Karen managed not only her career, but the little money she made. Karen made the payments, and give Lillian a small allowance of 50 per week.
Lillian�s thoughts were interrupted by Karen�s words
�� And I don�t want to be cruel but you probably shouldn�t plan your life around your return to College, remember your last SAT practice��
Lillian was sad, and ashamed, her last few SAT practices had been a complete failure and she was getting more and more nervous each time she had to do them. As a matter of fact in each new test she did worse. The maximum score she got recently was 780 very short from the 1100 she needed for a public college.
�We both will know how serious you are about returning to college. I have arranged that you take the SAT next month, so it will be ready when your transcripts are freed. If you get the score, I will help you matriculate in a public University, so it is in your hands, you only have to show that you are capable�
Lillian shivered; she had wanted to delay a formal SAT, at least another couple of months. She felt very afraid and insecure. Time will prove that her fears were justified, because in a month she will be failing her SAT spectacularly.
Karen noticed Lillian�s distress but continued her explanation
�Ok, and don�t forget that every Wednesday you must work at the Dark Horse from 10:00PM to 3:00AM, you will have a lot of fun there�
Lillian blushed, she will be waiting topless, and often fully naked the table of the �Macho Team�, which was composed by Sam, John Wallace, and Mr. Palmer. They come every Wednesday for their testosterone doses. �Mr. Palmer had secured the regional direction and the little team faced a bright future. In the last few weeks, At Tim�s request Lillian had started to pole dance, which was extremely shameful for her, because it wasn�t rare to have former college classmates among the patrons, and because she was the only dancer that get real orgasms during her little show.
�Ah I forgot, on Monday 8, you have an appointment with the plastic surgeon to evaluate your case�
�But Karen�I really don�t want to have bigger tits�� maybe a little�, said Lilly in an almost inaudible voice.
�Lilly, Lilly, Must we have this discussion every time? You know that you can play the innocent teen role forever, at some point you have to aim for other roles, and then your tiny tits won�t be an advantage but a serious drag, I think you should go for at least a DD�
��Can we at least wait until there are no roles for me as I am?�, said Lilly defeated, part of her wanted bigger tits, but part of her knew that they would make harder to be taken seriously for� other jobs. Her wardrobe and behavior showed her as an stereotype bimbo, she didn�t want her body to look the part too.
She was wearing her favorite transparent robe, the one that Karen fixed and gave her a few months before. The robe did nothing to conceal her swollen and wet labia of her permanently hairless pussy.
�Hey! I was forgetting; today you have interview with Amber Smith at 4:00 PM. It is scheduled here, so it won�t be a problem for you�
Lillian�s face was one of complete defeat. She hated the interviews. When Ms. Barbara has stated that she must cooperate in any research the university asked her for, she thought it would be as a researcher, instead Ms. Barbara has thought of Lillian as a subject. Now she had to participate in these interviews where Amber will make a detailed documentation of her downfall asking all kind of embarrassing questions to Lillian while looking down at her with unmasked despise.
�I don�t want to�, said Lilly with a pout, even when she knew it was futile. �She is so uppity and judgmental�
�Yes, but you know you have to, just try to wear something more decent this time�
Lillian rolled her eyes.
�But don�t be sad, I know you rather like to be in a shoot or� working at the club, but you have to do this too. �
Lillian realized with shame that both statements were true.
�And don�t worry about what Amber may think of you, you know you have a lot of fun being a porno actress and a popular little slut. You should be happy to know who you really are and to be able to act the real you instead of pretending to be a feminist business woman. You know that you always have been just a little submissive bimbo slut and not the smart girl that you pretended and tried unsuccessfully to be. Many people never get that in their whole life�.
�Somehow hearing that humiliating description of herself, aroused her even more and she started wantonly touching her own pussy. She knew it was very slutty to do it in front of her roommate, a respectful business woman,� but she lacked the will power to stop and she knew that Karen will understand after all she knew her, she knew she was a horny little slut with no self-control at all.
She remembered how, soon after she was suspended from the university due her academic fraud she realized that she filled the entire stereotyped psychological profile that at the beginning of her thesis she tried to convince Ms. Barbara would fit the girls working for the porno industry.� She had initiated sex at a very short age and was abused, she came from a dysfunctional family, rich but dysfunctional, she had a just discovered but very strong tendency to exhibitionism and certainly she had demonstrated to be very easily manipulated and had a very low will power.� She had turned easily into a very promiscuous person and her academic achievements had been erased by her stupid mistake. The only thing that she didn�t fit into the profile was the low IQ, well it didn�t fit at the beginning, but now her constant apprehension and insecurity, and her very short attention span, made her feel dumber than anybody else and she probably was because she was often outsmarted.
�Karen sighed, sometimes having such a wanton slut as a roommate was uncomfortable to say the least, but she had to admit that Lilly was a golden mine and she liked the little slut, she was cute and somehow her dependence and insecurity pushed Karen�s own self confidence to the clouds. She had already obtained her Business diploma and was starting an MBA paid by her employer. Karen knew that her success was in part due to Lilly, at some time she had even pondered the possibility of helping her recover her old self confidence and position in life, but she never even tried, the reality was that she really liked the insecure and slutty Lilly much more than the pompous almost graduated psychologist Lillian, not to mention that the slutty one produced a lot of money for Karen.
Karen continued,� �OK, to cheer you up a little, Do you prefer to stay here alone, have the apartment all for yourself for the coming weeks or should I lend you to Megan while I am out of town? She told me she needs someone to clean her apartment and �. Lick her pussy�
�Lend me please�, she said in a low, ashamed voice. She pictured herself cleaning Megan�s apartment naked, wearing just ankle and wrist cuffs, a dog collar with a leash, and maybe a short chain linking her ankle cuffs, her wrist cuffs or both of them together limiting her movements and making her chores a lot more tiresome just for Megan�s amusement. She would wait horny for her to arrive from work, just to be sexually used like an object. She knew she will be surely filmed several times during the week and she knew many of those videos would end up in free sites all over the internet, some of them maybe mentioning her real name.� Most probably she will also have a �date� with her gang-boyfriends; they would probably take her to a McDonalds or something and then they will put her in some kind of bondage and then gang bang her and film her relentlessly all night long.
�Just then she came in front of her roommate in anticipation of all the orgasms that she will have in the weeks� to come.
The end
So if you happen to see a porno video featuring a beautiful young girl that seems to be ashamed and embarrassed, and looks cutely shy� while being undeniable horny as she participates in the most degrading sexual acts imaginable, well she is probably Lillian.