This is a sequel to "Casey's Fall" which takes place on a parallel world where registered nudity and indentured slavery are legal under a government known as "The State". There are many elements in this story that will be more enjoyable and make more sense if you read that first.
Themes include CMNF, CFNF, ENF, exhibitionism, porn, coercion, some reluctance, non-consent and D/s, and occasional violence if it's relevant to the story or character development.
This chapter contains some non-consensual D/s and some heavy violence.
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The next morning, Jolene rose and was surprised to find Casey waiting at the breakfast table holding a pair of joggers out.
"You all ready for a run, sis, or do you need a coffee first?" she asked.
"Fuck, Casey! Really? Dammit, yes definitely coffee first," Jolene replied.
"Ok, drink it fast though. The new you awaits," Casey replied, just a little too cheerfully for Jolene's liking.
Twenty minutes later, Jolene found herself at the local park wearing nothing except her joggers. Casey stood beside her, equally naked, but definitely the more comfortable of the two sisters.
"Ok, try to keep up!" Casey announced as she took off running.
It'd been years since Jolene had done any real exercise, but she immediately took off after Casey with everything she had just the same, hoping to surprise her younger and fitter sibling that she wasn't as out of shape as she thought. However, it quickly became apparent that Jolene had seriously overestimated her capabilities. Casey didn't look like she was even trying, yet Jolene wasn't able to close the gap at all. She barely made it halfway around the park before she was reduced to a walking pace while trying to catch her breath. Casey lapped her shortly after.
"C'mon, sis, you won't work that puppy fat off that way," she shouted encouragingly as she passed by.
Jolene was outraged at the puppy fat comment. It spurred her to set off running again, but she barely made it ten metres before she was reduced to breathless walking pace once again. Casey lapped her for the second time and pulled alongside her.
"You ok, sis?" Casey asked. "Ok, when you catch your breath, let's try a slower jogging pace."
Jolene just nodded in response, still unable to breathe. At last, she signalled to Casey that she was ready to go, and they both set off at a slow trot, but then a new problem emerged. The doorknocker was making her aroused! She slowed to a stop again.
"What's up?" Casey asked.
Jolene held a finger up, and then signalled she was ready to go again when she thought the arousal had dissipated. She was wrong. A few steps later, her legs got all wobbly and she had to sit down on the ground, both out of breath and pre-orgasmic.
"Oh dear, you're really out of shape aren't you, Jolene?" Casey commented in some surprise.
"Fucking.... doorknocker..." Jolene wheezed. "How... is it...not...affecting...you?"
"Haha," Casey replied with a cheeky smile. "Double-stick tape! I learnt that trick fairly early on. You just put a small piece under the knocker and it stops it jiggling. I bought some spare for you. I just wanted to see how long you'd last."
"Fucking...bitch..." Jolene panted with a smile, realising she was the victim of a prank.
Jolene managed a few more laps, alternating between jogging and walking, once the tape was in place. At last, they were home again, and she gratefully hit the shower.
"So, what's for breakfast today, bitch?" Cassandra demanded as Jolene emerged from the shower.
"Um... sorry, Cassandra. Casey and I went for a run," Jolene explained. "What can I get for you?"
"Coffee first. Then it feels like a pancake kind of day," Cassandra replied, and then smiled to herself as Jolene dutifully brought a mug of coffee to her and set about preparing the pancake mix. It was so good to see Jolene like this.
"Do I smell pancakes?" Greg asked sleepily as he emerged. "Cool! Bring it on."
"After breakfast I have a job for you, sis," Casey began.
"No problems, Casey," Jolene replied. "What is it you need me to do?"
Jolene wanted more than anything to react angrily and tell them all to get fucked with their demands, but she knew that was no way to get back to having any kind of power again. She had to show them that she was willing and committed to her new life before anything could change.
"Well, there's a whole lot of clothes you won't be needing anymore," Casey replied. "I want you to pack them all up and take them to charity, except for one. Pick out your favourite dress to burn later for your nudist coming out party."
"You're not going to make me go out in public on my own, are you?" Jolene asked in horror.
"Sorry, sis, this is your life now. You need to start getting used to it. You may as well do the grocery shopping while you're out too. I'll give you a list," Casey replied, trying her best to sound firm. It was hard to do this to Jolene, but she knew it was important that she experienced everything she'd done to her. Plus, she really did need to get used to experiencing life as a nudist.
"I understand," Jolene replied with her eyes down. She was not looking forward to this at all, especially realising it was likely to be a regular part of her life now that she was in the lowest position in the house, and she had no option but to play along with it.
"We'll also have to talk to Mark to see if he's interested in signing you up for some photoshoots," Casey added.
"You don't think I'm too fat?" Jolene asked, horrified at the thought of her slightly pudgy body being judged by thousands of strangers on the Internet.
"Not at all," Casey replied. "You are carrying a bit extra, but you carry it well. It just makes you curvier. It's kind of cute."
"You don't want to wait a couple of months until I drop a few pounds?"
"Well, we'll see what Mark thinks but I think you look totally fine," Casey replied. "I was also thinking that maybe we can talk about commissioning him to do some shoots to go up on our own site instead of his, so we go more in-house and increase our profits?"
"That's kind of a good idea, Casey," Jolene considered, "but it could also work against us. Some of these studios, like Mark's, have thousands of followers, so it increases our fame which all comes around to work in our favour. Plus, because of their reach, we probably make more from our modelling fee than we would if we hosted all of our own content."
"I get where you're coming from," Casey replied after thinking about it. "Still, I think there could be benefit in hosting some of our own photoshoots under each of our profiles, in addition to being paid as models. What do you think?"
"Sure, as long as it's not in breach of our contracts with the studios, it can't hurt," Jolene decided. "I guess if Mark wants to wait for me to get in better shape, then I won't be under contract until then, and you and Cassandra aren't under contract at the moment either. We all have some modelling experience now, and we have some decent cameras here. Maybe we don't even need outside help to do our own shoots?"
"Damn, girl, great idea," Cassandra responded. "Why didn't we think of this before? You up for some camera work on the back deck later, Gregster?"
"Sure, Cass," Greg replied. "I couldn't think of a better way to spend a morning. What have you got in mind?"
