Demanding Supply Ch. 03

Chapter 3: A New Beginning

Even though her family did not focus any blame on their daughter, it was easy to see how concerned they had been about what had happened. The pictures that had been emailed around so many times over the last few weeks might not have been of their daughter; but it was obvious that they were wondering: 'What if they had been of her?'

You'd think that in this case of situation, at least your family would have your back; no matter what happened. It was obvious to Amanda that this might not exactly be the case after all. She had a feeling that her parents may never look at her the same way again, without any fault on her behalf. Her ex-boyfriend had apparently managed to do just as much damage with the cropped pictures as he would have been able to with the originals.

In the end though, she had managed to save her reputation for the most part. Amanda tried to look on the bright side of everything that had happened, as difficult as that was. Jack had cheated on her before they were married or had kids, which had made it much easier to part ways; no messy divorce, or custody battles. Even though she had contracted an STD, it was one of the easiest kind to treat; having taken the last of the pills close to a full week ago, with no sign of it. Most importantly, no one had believed Jack's claims about her pictures; which had ended up being her saving grace, protecting her reputation.

Finally, Amy promised to not show the original pictures to anyone, as long as her backstabbing and sleeping around remained a secret. It was obvious that Amy had been so concerned about her own reputation, that she had gone out of her way to use Amanda's as a shield. As long as everyone remained quiet about what had happened, all it really came down to was someone using her nude pictures as porn. For some reason, that last part had a nice ring to it; she was someone's secret porn collection.

Trying to focus on what she was originally listing, she remembered that Jack had been fired; not because of the pictures, nor who it involved, but merely for slandering another person. It did not show any sign of professionalism, and reflected poorly on the company. Jack getting fired did create a job opening; and it would be far from her suspicious, and now icy family.

Later that evening, Amanda decided to email the European Division of her company; presenting herself as a candidate for Jack's job. Probably out of sympathy for having been slandered and cheated on, Amanda did get accepted for the job. She was to pack her bags and catch a flight as soon as possible. Things were finally starting to look up. Fortunately the company didn't care about nude pictures of you being passed around the internet; for all they were concerned, what you did in your own time was your business, not theirs. As long as it didn't affect your work performance, attendance, or the company's image; it was all good.

Even though moving to another country was somewhat of a challenge, she wasn't headed to Switzerland as she first anticipated. Amanda was being transferred to, South Africa. That would definitely be one hell of an adventure.

Her parents took the news well; wishing her good luck, and at the same time, relief that she was leaving them. It was obvious that they still resented her having 'associated' with someone like Jack for so long; having only recently seen exactly what kind of person he really was. Amanda couldn't care less about trying to defend herself anymore; she was honestly half tempted to confess to everyone, the truth behind the pictures...just to get it over with. Taking everything she could fit into her two suitcases, anything that remained behind would be put into storage until she decided its fate.

Within hours of having been promoted to her new overseas post; a courier was ringing her doorbell to deliver her plane ticket. To her surprise, he was not a courier but a driver! There was a car outside waiting to bring her to the airport. Since she was ready to go, it didn't take more than a few minutes before the car was moving again. Delivered directly to the boarding area, and speeding through security; Amanda was in her seat within an hour from answering her door.

The flight was long, the customs on arrival were hectic; but the condo the company had paid for her was beautiful. Walking out onto her balcony, the view made it all worthwhile. Gazing off in the distance, she could the ocean; meaning the beach was only going to be a short walk away. After a few days to settle in, she started her new job. To be in such a peaceful and beautiful place, but not getting a chance to enjoy it was a terrible irony. Between the long hours, big projects, and sometimes late nights; several weeks had passed before she had any substantial time for herself. She hoped to get a chance to check out the beach at some point while she was here.

On her first Friday night in almost a month, Amanda was sitting on her couch; barely paying attention to what was on Tv. Most of her attention was focusing on the events that had taken place over the last month or so, which had brought her here. One of the things that she couldn't help returning her thoughts to; was how long it had been since she had been laid. Even masturbation had been unsatisfying the last few weeks; resembling more of a daily routine, than an actual attempt at temporary happiness. In her currently neglected state, not getting any real relief was starting to take a bit of a toll on her inhibitions. Her thoughts returned to Amy having all of those compromising pictures of her; she was still more than likely using them to get off herself.

Those pictures being held hostage wasn't as terrifying now as it was at first. If anything, there was something that was kind of exciting about it. Amanda let her mind wander a bit, thinking about all of her friends and family that had seen her naked; without actually have known that they were the real deal. She knew that some of those people had definitely saved them. There was no way that she could deny to herself that she wasn't worth at least a second look.

Her mind continued to wander, and with them; so did her eyes. They roamed the room absentmindedly for a bit, before settling on two items; her laptop, and her digital camera. Amanda's thoughts started to focus a bit more, and her hands purposefully made their own way down her pants; her latest thoughts having initiated some sort of automatic process.

The more she continued to think about it, the more difficult the urge was becoming to resist. She wanted to do something naughty again. She needed to feel the same kind of rush she had felt when Amy had emailed those pictures to Jack. She needed something to start a fire inside her, that would heat her as much as that photo shoot had done.

Giving in, Amanda turned on her computer. She'd been so busy over the past month; she had definitely been neglecting herself. After about an hour of roaming her usual chat rooms, she was slightly disappointed to see that most of them were either almost empty; or full of people just idling.

There were tons of rooms for her to visit, and she figured that a change would flow well with all of the other changes she'd gone through recently. There was no denying that she had been getting bored with the same old, rather tame erotic chat rooms she usually frequented. That's right, Amanda preferred reading her porn; rather than watching it. Skipping ahead to the BDSM room listings; she looked for a room that might be more suited for the kind of mood she was hoping on being in later. The room listings all seemed to look the same; BDSM slaves, slave recruitment, the dungeon, and so on. There were a few rooms that did seem to be a little more original. One room that particularly caught her eye was called: "Exhibitionist Fantasies". She joined it.

She quickly discovered that the group was geared toward "risky exposure". The idea, as the name implied, was to take a bit of a risk. Such as posting a revealing picture of yourself for either a brief period of time, or longer. While it was visible, you could see how many people had viewed it. The thought really appealed to her...and scared her too at the same time.

She explained briefly that she was in fact new to a lot of the more "uncommon" practices of this section of the chat rooms. Amanda also explained that she was mostly just curious about seeing what else was out there in the big, bad world of "taboo". Everyone was more than happy to introduce themselves, and their user profiles were filled out meticulously; unlike her own. She had left hers blank, mostly out of shyness and not really knowing what to include. The members suggested that she read theirs for inspiration and at least attempt one of her own.

By the time she was done; Amanda had learned a lot. One thing that seemed to be common with all of them was that they all had a picture of themselves included. Either they were showing only their face or even completely nude. As requested, she did attempt to provide at least a basic profile.

Reading it over, it looked okay. She would definitely need to change it eventually but it was a good start. It didn't say too much, and it was better than nothing. The members applauded her effort but suggested a photo. Looking through what few photos she already had of herself; it was obvious that none of them were appropriate. Grad photos, xmas family pictures, and unsexy face shots were not going to cut it for this purpose. She also wasn't quite ready to post any nude pictures, though the idea was becoming more tempting by the minute.

Many of the room members had links in their profile that directed people to websites where they had nude pictures uploaded. Amanda visited a few of them, and was somewhat impressed. Browsing some of the better quality sites, she was surprised to see how well laid out it was. In order to see more pictures, you needed to be a member, so she created an account on it. Surfing picture after picture, there was no concealing that she was getting seriously horny, and the temptation of doing something risky was increasing by the minute. She still had those cropped pictures of herself, and they didn't show her face.

Uploading a picture of her face was something she could do anytime, anywhere...it was also something she had done plenty of times before; mostly on social networking sites. Now, uploading something "revealing" was a different matter entirely. The only question that she forced herself to answer; which was it going to be? Show her face, or upload something revealing? Amanda decided not to think it out fully; knowing what she would end up deciding, wouldn't be what she actually wanted to do. She selected the ten nude pictures that had almost got her in trouble, and uploaded them on impulse.

The rush was more incredible than she had imagined it to be; and it got even better after a few minutes as the view counter started to tick upwards. Just having confirmation that people were seeing her naked was awesome. The fact that they were also giving her pictures a positive rating was just a bonus. By the time the views had reached 12, Amanda had already masturbated to completion. "I can't believe I did that, and I can't believe how much fun that was." Collapsing in bed, smiling; she slept better than she had since her arrival.

Over the next week, she couldn't resist taking some new pictures of herself, sun tanning nude on her enclosed balcony; quickly cropping her face out of the image, and uploading them to the website. Most of the messages she received were deleted, being mostly offers for sex and other rude comments. Of course there were a lot of sincere and somewhat polite messages that were sincere appreciation for the pictures. Those individuals were added as "friends"; who were now also allowed to view her profile, comment on, and save her pictures. Allowing complete strangers to have their own copy of her pictures had been a risk but at the same time; too exciting to pass up.

Adding more and more pictures, Amanda was surprised when she started getting bored with it. It wasn't as exciting as had originally been on that very special Friday night a week ago, and she started wondering what else she could do. She had quickly realized that she enjoyed exposing herself, even if only minimally; but it had always been somewhere where there had been very little chance of someone else seeing her. Asking some of her new "friends" for ideas, she was amazed at the simplicity of one of their suggestions.

She had forgotten that the beach a short walk away was a clothing-optional one. It would as simple as going there in nothing but a swimsuit, and getting used to being around nude people. Once she was comfortable enough with it, or if there weren't too many people; she could try it herself. Wondering how she could carry her house key without any pockets; she considered a necklace at first, that is...until she found herself toying with her clit ring...

To be Continued...