Shamed

by Theresa Taylor

  “We wouldn’t want that getting out on the web for all your friends to see would we?” Liz said. Laughter rose from Amanda and the girls as Steven stood speechless.

  “See you next Thursday!” Mary chirped. They turned and walked away into the night, waving over their shoulders and giggling noisily. Steven slammed the door and went into the lounge and poured himself a stiff drink.

  His cell ‘phone bleeped. He checked it and found a video message from Mary. It was the video she had just shown him on her phone. Still cursing he played back the events of the evening in his mind and then replayed the images from the mobile phone. He felt his cock stir again.

  Then he went into the kitchen, gathered up the women’s clothes from the bin and put them in the washing machine. The wig, false breasts and shoes he carefully put in a cupboard.

  For next time.

  Lena’s Humiliation

  Lena drained the last of her bottle of vodka and reached over to the table for a fresh one. The girls were in high spirits and the more drink consumed the raunchier the conversation got.

  “Fantasies!” Announced Pippa. “Round the room. Let’s name our fantasies”

  “Don’t mind anal myself.” slurred Megan. “He’s always after it and sometimes it’s nice for a change.”

  Her statement was met with a mix of sniggers and appreciative nods.

  “Up the arse!!” declared Pippa raising her glass in salute to a roar of laughter.

  “Can’t beat a spot of bondage” Abbie chirped in “it really works for me but I’m not too keen on spanking.”

  “Oh no, you know Paul used to be into that. Actually anything to do with my butt works. Fuck did it use to turn me on!” Megan said.

  “What spanking?”

  “Uh-huh, Paul loved it. And I loved dressing up and letting him spank me. At first I kind of felt awkward about it but, fucking Christ, would I cream everywhere!”

  “Megan!” Lena squealed “Really, you are a slut!”

  “Yes dear, but I’m a satisfied slut!” The girls all giggled uncontrollably for a few moments.

  “Mmmm.” Gargled Pippa,a jet of neat vodka spewing from her lips as she hurried to speak “One in each hole! That’s my fantasy. I’ve never done it but the thought gets me going.”

  “I’ll bet Megan has!” Abbie said prompting another round of laughter.

  “Actually no!” Megan retorted and then after a moments pause “but I have done a blow job while being fucked from behind so it’s close”.

  “Sex in a public place!” Gill offered. “I did it on a beach once, you know, behind one of those windbreakers. But it always got me thinking about doing it somewhere where everyone could see. Sometimes I fantasise about doing it on the top deck of a bus with everyone sat around watching. That one always gets me wet.”

  “What about you Lena?” Megan asked “What’s your fantasy?”

  “I don’t know, I like, well I’m not sure I want to say it.”

  “Oh, come on that’s not fair” Pippa demanded “You’ve got to tell.”

  “It’s not that I don’t want to it’s just like…..weird. Not really a fantasy but just an idea of something I like.”

  “Go on!” encouraged Megan.

  “Well I kind of like being – well - humiliated. Not nastily if you know what I mean, but kind of like within my boundaries….but humiliated.”

  “What’s that got to do with sex?” Pippa asked. “Anybody know what she’s on about?”

  “God, yes!” Abbie agreed “When I’m doing bondage its like, I dunno, being made to do things against your will, only they’re not really.”

  “I guess so, but I have nothing specific in mind, just fleeting ideas sometimes when I’m horny.” explained Lena.

  “You always were the shy one Lena.” Megan teased. “I like it but I don’t know what it is!”

  Lena blushed. She knew she was less experienced than the other girls but she was no virgin.

  “No Megan, what I mean is, I just don’t actually know what it is about it that appeals. I guess ‘cos I‘ve never done anything like it to find out.”

  Abbie went to the kitchen and returned with more beverages and snacks while Gill grabbed a bag from another room and began to show off the proceeds of her latest shopping spree.

  They all laughed at a skimpy night dress that was all but see through.

  “Christ, Gill,” Megan feigned disbelief “You’d get more coverage dressed in Clingfilm!”

  “Don’t tempt her” Pippa joked.

  “Fuck I’m pissed!” Abbie announced. “I fancy some sport. Let’s have some fun.”

  “What do you suggest?” Megan prompted.

  “I don’t know but let’s do something!”

  “We could hit a night club, it’s not too late.”

  “No…..lets do something horny.”

  “We could find three guys at the club and you could get to live out your fantasy Pippa.” Gill’s suggestion was accompanied by sniggers from the others.

  “Yeah, then we could let them fuck you Gill while we all watch!” Pippa retorted.

  “Uh, not my fantasy.” Abbie laughed “watching Gill get fucked.”

  “I know! Let’s play follow through your fantasy !” Megan suggested dramatically “We draw straws of something and one of us has to carry out their fantasy.”

  Abbie didn’t look convinced “How do we decide?”

  “Spin the bottle!” screamed Paula. The chant rose around the room.

  “Spin the bottle, spin the bottle, spin the bottle.”

  Megan was always able to lead them on and encourage them to do anything. Lena could recall countless times when Megan had lead them astray. She went to the kitchen and poured a large glass of vodka before returning to the room. When she returned the girls were already eagerly sat in a circle on the floor, an empty bottle lay on it’s side in the middle of the circle.

  Excitedly they encouraged Lena to sit down and as soon as she was settled Megan took hold of the bottle and spun it.

  It turned three times and came to halt with the neck pointing at Lena.

  “Yeah,” drooled Megan “Come on Lena, what do you say?”

  “No! I couldn’t……how…I mean…”

  “Tonight Lena Markham, you will be……..Humiliated!!” Megan announced in a mocking tone. For a moment the girls seemed lost as to how to start but Megan, as could be expected, took the lead.

  “Ok Lena, get your kit off!”

  Her protestations were useless as the others grabbed her and stripped her of her clothing. Within seconds she was stood naked in the room trying desperately to cover herself with her hands.

  Pippa left the room momentarily and then returned with a dog collar and leash.

  “You are our little slave now Lena.” She said with wicked glee, before putting the collar around Lena’s neck. She took up the slack and strode off pulling Lena behind her. With much drunken laughter, Lena was paraded around the house as several of the girls took turns at leading her. Mostly it was light hearted playfulness but Lena was feeling slightly embarrassed by the ordeal and it was only the amount of vodka she had consumed that stopped her from being truly ashamed. Even when Abbie produced some lipstick and wrote the words ‘Fuck Slut’ across Lena’s breasts she felt little more than ridiculous. It was more like a drunken party game than anything.

  “A proper little slut!” Gill declared, snatching the lipstick from Abbie. She then added ‘Cunt here!’ underneath and drew an arrow below it pointing down to Lena’s thatch of pubic hair.

  “Cunt where?” Megan asked “You can’t see anything for that forest!”

  The girls all looked at each other and then, inspiration seeming to strike all of them in turn they chorused “Shave her!”

  Lena, sensing that things were getting a little out of control pleaded but she was hauled upstairs to the bathroom where the girls held her while Pippa, razor in hand, began to shave off her pubic hair.

  She covered her face wit
h her hands as Pippa’s fingers teased and pulled at her privates, the razor sweeping away the curly thatch in swift strokes. Her face burned red at the proximity of Pippa’s face to her cunt. She had been naked with the girls before, many times, had even been in the same bed with Abbie and two boyfriends while each made love, but to have Pippa touch her in so intimate a place, to look at her and see her in explicit detail while the others stood over her……..She tried to shut it out of her mind.

  Once the task was complete they made her parade around in front of them. Gill produced a full length mirror and stood Lena before it. Her heart leapt into her mouth at the sight of herself reflected in the mirror. How pathetic she looked, also how exposed. She had never shaved before and was captivated by the look of her naked mound. Her breasts, rounded and pert lifted and fell with each breath. The words scrawled across them made her look cheap, like a slut she thought.

  Once more they took turns to parade her around the house before making her collect wine from the kitchen and serve it to them individually.

  Lena felt a sense of humiliation. Yet this was what turned her on and though she dare not admit it she could feel the wetness seeping down the inside of her thighs. She had never imagined it like this, here, in front of her friends, but it was working none the less. She was playing along serving wine from a bottle into Gill’s glass when Pippa noticed her nipples.

  “Her nips are erect!” Pippa remarked “Are you cold Lena?”

  “It’s warm enough tonight.” Megan said scornfully and then, after a moments thought “I’ll bet the little tramp is turned on!”

  Lena blushed at this at felt her cheeks burning red.

  “Fuck” said Pippa suddenly serious,“Is it really working Lena?”

  Before she could answer Megan interrupted.

  “Lena, stand in the middle of the floor and spread your legs.” She ordered.

  Lena stared hard at Megan for a moment uncertain that she wanted this to go any further but then something overtook her. She did as she was told and head hung down she went to the centre of the room and parted her legs. The glistening smear of her arousal was obvious.

  “Touch yourself.” Megan demanded.

  A round of nervous giggles erupted from the other girls. Even they were not sure now whether Megan was stepping over the mark.

  “Touch yourself!” Megan repeated noticing Lena’s hesitation.

  Lena reached down, paused a moment at the first touch against the amazing sensitivity of her now naked mound and, spreading her lips, pushed her fingers into her cunt. The squelch was audible to every one in the room as they all sat stunned into silence, eyes wide, jaws dropped.

  “Fuck.” Pippa said breathlessly and then “Fuck! Fucking hell Lena!”

  “She fucking did it too!” Abbie gasped.

  “Shit. Megan, she’s really turned on by this.” Abbie said softly.

  “It’d be a shame to let it go to waste then.” Megan said rising. “Let’s go for a walk.”

  “What? Where? What with Lena –with her like this?”

  “Of course with Lena like this. We’ll take a walk to the park. I think Lena would like that.”

  “No!” Lena said with incredulity.

  “Sorry Lena, you do as you’re told.” Megan insisted. “Get your coats girls. Not you though Lena.” Megan suddenly swept out of the room to the kitchen and returned with a roll of tape. Grabbing Lena by the wrists she taped them together behind her back.

  “Megan, don’t!” Lena looked around the room, appealing to the other girls, but they stood and watched almost mesmerised as Lena, stunned by the way events had swept beyond her control, could only marvel at her own incapacity, at her own lack of resistance.

  Lena could sense the tension in the other girls as they stumbled drunkenly down the garden path at the back of the house. It was dark and the high hedges protected them from being viewed from the other houses. The pathway led down to a gate at the bottom of the garden through which lay the park. Keeping her voice low, Lena pleaded with Megan, the girls stumbled along with them uncertain where this was leading. The paving stones were harsh on Lena’s bare feet but more poignant was the overwhelming feel of the cool night air on her naked body. She did not need to look down at her body to know how prominent her nipples were. They felt like tight knots as her breast swayed with each step.

  Abbie paused at the gate.

  “Megan, are you sure?”

  Why did Abbie ask Megan? Lena wondered; it was she who was in danger of ridicule and embarrassment. But she did not say it. She was being taken out into the night to a public place, naked to the world, her breasts daubed with a disgusting slogan and her most private of places exposed without even the smallest vestige of protection that should have been provided by her pubic hair. And, more importantly she was being taken there against her will. But why then did she not resist?

  Megan simply pushed past them and went through the gate taking the leather lead from Abbie’s hand as she went and pulled Lena out onto the lush grass of the park. Lena’s heart was pounding in her chest. Almost instinctively the other girls, dressed in their coats and contrasting so strongly against Lena’s nakedness, seemed to try to gather around her to protect her, to hide her. Megan though strode off purposefully making it impossible for them to fully hide her amongst their rank . At this part of the park there were a lot of trees and bushes to shade them.

  Lena could sense the nervousness of the other girls but she also knew that while she felt on the verge of panic, she was also intensely aroused. She neither wanted to go on or to go back. Pippa had brought a couple of bottles of alcohol and dispensed it amongst the others. Fuelled with new found bravado they began to lose their nervousness. Suddenly they broke cover from the trees but Megan continued on, keeping just to the edge of the open park area knowing that they were barely visible in the shadows and half light.

  It almost took Lena’s breath away when they heard voices from over near the fountain. In the darkness they could just make out a group of people gathered there. By the deep tones of their voices Lena knew there were men amongst them. Megan kept them moving at a steady pace as they circled the boundary of the park just at the edge of the trees. Lena did not know how much the men could see of them. She knew that they could see them, they had turned several times to look towards the girls, but she did not know whether they could tell she was naked. Her heart pounded now in her chest. The threat of discovery was ever more likely

  “Fucking hell Megan,” Gill whispered “They’re going to see her in a minute.”

  “Of course!”Megan answered loudly “that’s what Lena wants. Isn’t it Lena? You want to be humiliated.”

  Despite the shaking terror that was now pulsing through her body Lena could not prevent the word that spilled from her mouth. “Yes.” She said simply.

  If Megan had had any doubts before about what she was doing they now diminished .Taking a tight grip on the lead Megan suddenly changed trajectory and headed out away from the tree line towards the fountain, Lena stumbling behind her on the end of the leash. As the rest of the girls were caught almost unaware they had to run to catch up and before long they were within clear view of the group at the fountain. Megan strode on

  Peering through the darkness a man spoke out as the girls came clearly into sight.

  “Hey, who that’s? I do believe we have some lady friends lads!” The comment was followed all at once by a breathless gasp of disbelief that went up from the group.

  “Fucking hell! She’s starkers!” One said in sudden realisation.

  Lena’s knees buckled beneath her at the sound of these words and it was all she could do to stop herself from falling. She hung her head down and tried to tease her hair about her face to hide her humiliation. Humiliation! The realisation was intense.

  The group of men numbered four and they began to circle around the girls, or rather one particular girl.

  “Would any of you gents have a spare cigarette?” Megan asked nonchalantl
y.

  One of them read the words on Lena’s body.

  “Fuck slut...cunt here!” He read aloud and then almost with disbelief he laughed “Jesus, she’s shaven, look at her cunt”.

  Lena’s cheeks burned bright red. She felt their eyes penetrating her nakedness. Desperately she struggled against the tape that bound her wrists behind her. She had nothing with which to cover herself. She felt a massive surge of awareness of her own self, of her flesh, of her breasts and her buttocks. As if to enforce the feeling the night air moved around her body, over her shoulders, her back, her stomach, her legs. She squirmed and felt once more, as her thighs brushed against each other, the moisture that seeped down between them from her sex.

  “So, uh, who’s the girl?” One of the men asked cautiously.

  “Oh she’s ours.” Megan replied without answering the question. “We are taking her for a walk.” The men shared curious glances with each other, uncertain of what they had here.

  “So what’s with the being naked and the, ugh, the words?” The man probed.

  Megan ignored his question again. “So do any of you have a cigarette or not?” She asked with the same aloofness as before.

  A man with a pony tail produced a cigarette and offered it to Megan. She took it and allowed another to light it for her. He then offered the pack around.

  “Ooh, it’s a lovely evening” Megan observed exhaling a cloud of smoke. It was high drama and Lena knew Megan was totally enjoying this. She was loving every second of Lena’s humiliation and if she knew Megan it would get worse before it got better. She was enjoying it far too much. Abbie, Gill and Pippa, stunned into silence finally came to life again and nervously accepted the offered cigarettes.