Thesis Topic 23 Ch. 05

Lillian looked at Megan defeated.

"You must be dying to know what was the forfeit that Peter wanted for you, don't you?"

Lillian rolled her eyes, she thought that being tied was the forfeit.

"Well, He uploaded a little 3-minute video clip of our game to your little site. It is the very last part with you hopping fast between Peter and Me, while you were giggling adorably like only a sweet slut like you could in a situation like that. I particularly like a little scene when you smiled happily at one of the cameras with cum all over your face. Your fans are loving it."

Lillian blushed embarrassed by Megan's words and by the idea of having yet another shameful video of herself and showing her full face while convincing her growing number of followers on the internet that she was indeed a dirty slut.

Peter joined Megan in the center of the living room.

"Are we leaving now?" said Peter taking Megan's hand.

"Almost, but first I need to do something, there are just a few touches missing."

Lillian was more desperate than ever. This pair was probably just going to get a coffee or something, but she couldn't wait like this. And they were taking her clothes, all of them! She wanted to dress before Karen arrived.

She started protesting.

"Isn't she cute," said Megan while turning on the TV and putting the freshly recorded DVD in their DVD player.

"This is the full video of our game. Let me tell you that Peter did wonders, it is almost of professional quality and you don't have to worry if you want to show it around because the only face shown is yours."

Lillian rolled her eyes with desperation while thinking, "It is getting worse by the minute. What if Karen gets back earlier? She won't only find me naked and tied, but she could accidentally start the DVD player, and make it even worse."

Megan seemed oblivious to Lillian's thoughts.

"And now for the final touch," she said while showing Lillian a piece of paper with some text printed on it. She approached Lillian and let her read it.

"Hi Karen

Please don't be afraid. Our friend Megan did this to me to force me to communicate with you and tell you my real feelings and aspirations. I admire you very much and I am happy for your businesswoman career, but I must admit that if I try to be like you, it will only lead me to failure because I am not like you. As you can see I am not as smart as you, and not as educated as you, so I won't probably be able to get a job half as good as yours; you know what my current job is. But most of all, I am not as prude or respectable as you. I am simply another kind of girl; I am sure you will understand. If you want to know more about the real me, please press play on the DVD player, and don't untie me until the video is done. I am sure that you will understand me better after that.

Lilly"

Lilly was now visibly shaking. She was thrashing her head and pulling on her hair in the process, but Megan ignored it; she poked a hole in the top of the paper sheet and passed Lillian's right nipple thru it. It was easy as her nipple was pretty erect. Then she put a wooden clothespin at the tip of her nipple, making it impossible for the paper to fall, and sending shivers of pain and arousal to Lillian's confused brain.

Lillian looked at Megan with begging eyes and tried to say "please" thru her gag, but Megan said in a sweet affectionate, almost motherly voice.

"Listen Lilly. This is for your own good. If I don't force you, you will probably never have the courage to have this conversation with your cousin, and you will end up as a very unhappy person, a failure with a lot of regrets in the future, and believe me, she is going to find about your behavior anyway. She probably already knows the kind of girl that you are. This will help you get over this soon. I know Karen, I know she is a prude, and she will surely be embarrassed to have a cousin like you, but most of all she have a good heart, and I am pretty sure that she will accept you as you are, and could even help you to be a happy slut."

Megan even sounded sincere, but Lillian continued begging thru her gag. "mmmh mmmh," she said over and over.

Megan said, "Don't worry, I won't leave you here all bored," like trying to comfort her, and then she press a button on a remote, and Lillian immediately felt a slight vibration over her clit. She hadn't noticed the device attached to her clit. The vibration was a low hum, Lillian could immediately felt the stimulus, but it was more a teaser than anything else.

Megan and Peter simply gave her a kiss on her forehead and ignoring her pleads, marched to the front door. As the front door closed behind them, Lillian felt the magnitude of what was now inevitable to happen. She will have the most embarrassing encounter with Karen yet.

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 making 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 began 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 doorknob 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!," Despite 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 remembering 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 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 façade. The sense of loss and failure overwhelmed her.

She suspected that Karen wasn't completely oblivious to her previous activities, but before this moment, both of them could feign that nothing too strong had happened and that Lillian hadn't really changed. Now, however, Lillian knew that Karen was undeniably aware of the deep of her fall, and she felt ashamed and defeated.

She could not avoid remembering how she had looked down at Karen when they first 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. It definitely had 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 hoped 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." then 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 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 complaint 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 too ashamed to talk. She blushed while admitting to herself 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.

Karen 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 had 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 weight 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 like 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 safely store your things while you recovered your financial equilibrium. I offered 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 lent 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 to 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 free from Megan, after all, Megan still 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 kneel 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 started 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 through 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 feeling 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.