This story takes place on a parallel world where registered nudity and indentured slavery are legal under a government known as "The State". A young woman is blackmailed and slowly coerced into a life she never expected.
This story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
Themes include cmnf, cfnf, enf, humiliation, non-consent, reluctance, blackmail, public nudity and public sex.
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Casey did her morning run at the park again, then showered and inserted the butt-plug before preparing coffee and breakfast in time for Jolene to rise. As much as she loathed being an Indent, these little tasks at home that Jolene expected didn't bother her much. Not compared to being naked and having orgasms in front of people anyway.
"Is there anything you need me to do today, Jolene?" Casey asked as her sister emerged from her bedroom.
"Actually, my car needs a wash," Jolene responded after thinking about it for a moment. "I'll need you to do that this morning if you can please. I have a class at 10:00am. Can you give the inside a clean-out and vacuum as well please?"
Casey still hated being outside where people could see her, but she also knew she had to come to grips with it one way or another. Like it or not she was a nudist for life now, and that meant everything she did, whether inside or outside, would be nude now. Perhaps the more difficult aspect was convincing everyone in her life that becoming a nudist was her choice, but she knew that was necessary before life could go on.
"Yeah sure. I'll do it right now," Casey replied.
She started with cleaning out the inside of the car and vacuuming the carpets, then moved on to the outside. It was a quite cool morning, and she didn't relish getting wet so she kept her distance as much as possible so she didn't get splashed. A car went by and tooted. Casey looked up and saw the passenger and driver looking back at her as they passed.
Yeah, just watch where you're going, dickhead…
This happened two more times by different cars, and Casey wondered what the purpose behind tooting was. Did they suspect she didn't know she was naked? Was it someone just saying hello? Was it the new wolf-whistle, a form of street harassment? She wondered how to deal with it. It wasn't welcome but it wasn't necessarily unfriendly either. Her options were to give them the finger, ignore them or perhaps smile and wave. She decided the latter would be her go-to for people who were possibly neighbours, and everyone else would be best ignored to discourage a possible confrontation. Still, the wave would need to be friendly but dismissive, so it wasn't interpreted in a way that expressed any desire for them to stop and talk to her.
Perhaps wave to acknowledge them, but not look directly at them?
"Wow! That looks awesome, Casey. Good job!" Jolene exclaimed as she came out just as Casey was packing everything up.
"Thanks! I'm glad you like it," she replied. "I kept getting cars honking, though. Did you hear them? What the fuck is wrong with people?"
"Yes, there's some wankers in the world," Jolene acknowledged with an eyeroll. "They probably just like what they see, but just ignore them if it bothers you."
Casey remembered she would need to go to Mark's later, which would mean riding her bike now that Jolene and her car would be unavailable. Most of the journey would be on bikeways, but there were a few places where the path ran alongside roads where plenty of people would see her.
"Pity you need the car. It's going to suck riding my bike to Mark's later," Casey remarked.
"True," Jolene replied. "We might have to get you a car eventually but see how it goes first. I only have enough money for a crappy one for you just yet, but your career is gaining momentum, so if we give it a month or two, we might be able to get you a fairly decent one."
"You'd really buy me a car?"
"Sure. Gotta look after the talent, right?"
"Does that include looking after me after my indenture is finished as well?" Casey asked, not sure she wanted to hear the answer.
"Of course," Jolene replied without hesitation. "Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, but I got you into this, so it's only fair I look after you in whatever way I can later, even if that means you need to stay indentured to me for the rest of your life. Obviously, the more you make for us in the meantime, the better that life is going to be for both of us."
"I'll do my best," Casey promised, gulping at the idea of being Jolene's naked slave girl for life. Still, it may be the best option for her if there were no real job or marriage opportunities for a former porn star and registered nudist in ten years' time. She would need to try to take on some freelance design work as a sideline to hone her craft in the meantime, so hopefully she had something to go onto at the end of all this.
"I know you will, babygirl," Jolene smiled. "You could always take a cab or a rideshare to Mark's if you need to? The budget might not stretch that far when you need to start commuting to Tech, but for this week at least I should be able to cover it."
While relieved to hear that Jolene intended to look after her at the end of all this, she knew that meant putting everything she had into being a porn star now, and that caused her to swallow a bit. She was also conflicted about using her bicycle to commute. She loved riding her bike and would hate to be prevented from doing that just because of a few assholes harassing her, but she also hated being nude in public. But this was her life now and she had to learn to deal with it one way or another. Perhaps it was worth persevering with for a few weeks to see if the harassment was bearable or if there were ways around it? Choosing the right route could be all it would take.
"Thanks for the offer but I don't think I'll worry about rideshare for now," Casey responded. Being naked in a car with a stranger sounded way more awkward, and possibly dangerous, compared to dealing with a few rubberneckers at a relatively safe distance. "I think I want to give biking a try first and see how it goes. It is really generous of you to offer to buy me a car, though, but am I even allowed to own one?"
"Well, it couldn't officially be yours. I'd be the registered owner, but you'd be allowed to use it as my Indent in the course of doing my business, which I would always vouch was exactly what you were doing, if you were ever stopped and questioned about it."
"Ok. Yeah! Maybe we'll look at that later then when we've got more money. I'd like to see how biking goes first," Casey decided, knowing how much she enjoyed the freedom that cycling offered. Besides, in peak hour or getting around downtown, it was often faster anyway, and it helped keep her fit.
"No problems. Would you like to try some practice with the dildos before I go to class?"
Oh, hell no…
"Um... actually I'm a bit sore today after yesterday," Casey replied, knowing it wasn't a complete lie. She definitely was a bit tender, but mostly she just loathed the idea of having her vagina penetrated right now, even more than she usually did. She'd just finished washing the car, and the people gawking at her had made her a little grumpy. Sex in any form was the last thing on her mind.
"Ok. Maybe take it a bit easier today then," Jolene suggested. "Just let Mark know if he has anything too rough in mind for you later, and for the webcam tonight just use the Lush. I should be home for dinner tonight anyway, so I'll see you before you go online, and we'll make a decision then."
