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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"So, Casey, today I want you looking your best," Jolene instructed as Casey was cleaning up after breakfast once Greg had gone home. "That means perfect hair and makeup, heels and butt-plug."
"Ok," Casey replied, knowing there was no point arguing.
"Your job will be to greet everyone as they arrive and introduce yourself. Then make sure you keep their glasses topped up and answer any questions they might ask you."
Ok, obviously I'm going to be a walking, talking advertisement for myself. I'm guessing that's not all, though...
She wasn't at all comfortable with the idea that she'd be the only one naked yet again, but she knew this was coming today and had already mentally prepared herself for it.
"Then after they've all eaten," Jolene continued, "when I give you the signal, I want you to get your dildo set and give us a show on the back deck."
Fuck!! How did I know there'd be a bombshell??
Her experience performing with dildos in front of the four boys on Wednesday had been horrendous enough. Doing it outdoors in front of more than a dozen fully clothed people while they sipped champagne would be degrading in the extreme, and she was supposed to do this to herself?
"Are you kidding, Jolene? I can't do that!" Casey replied in shock.
"You can and you will. No inhibitions or boundaries, remember?" Jolene pointed out. "And besides, these are all potential new clients. They want to see you in action, so do it well and we should see the bookings flooding in."
Casey was blushing already at the thought of it, but she also sensed a hint of that now familiar ache in the lower part of her stomach.
She was soon looking glamorous wearing only stilettos and her butt-plug as she greeted people at the door as they entered, all the while dreading the moment when she would have to debase herself in front of them all. As if greeting strangers totally naked with a hairless pussy wasn't degrading enough already.
"Hi, I'm Casey. Pleased to meet you," she greeted to each one as they entered, trying to smile as sweetly as she could. "Can I offer you some champagne?"
"Hi, Casey, I'm Jeff from Nymphettes and this is my assistant Rob. My wife Georgia is back there somewhere. Oh, here she comes. They tell me you're a registered nudist. So, you're nude all the time now, not just in front of the camera?"
"That's right, Jeff. I registered last Friday and haven't worn a thing since."
"Fascinating. Yes, champagne would be lovely. I've seen some of your work already. The pencil case shoot this week was particularly intriguing. Would you be interested in more work along those lines?"
"Um... yes, I don't see why not," Casey replied while handing him a glass of Champagne. Well, there were a lot of reasons why not, but those reasons all belonged to a girl who didn't exist anymore.
"Casey? I'm Magda from Magda's Angels. Pleased to meet you," greeted a large woman in very loud clothing.
"Oh hi," Casey replied, shaking her hand. "Champagne?"
"Please."
Casey handed her a glass, which she readily accepted and immediately took a sip.
"Tell me," Magda continued. "Have you done any girl-on-girl shoots yet?"
"Um, no not yet..."
"Would you be interested in doing some?"
Eww.
"Um... I'd have to talk to my manager about that," Casey replied, trying to come up with a way to put a bullet in the head of that idea as quickly as possible.
"Boys then?"
"Um... no. I don't work with male talent."
"Pity. Oh well, I'm sure there's plenty we could do with you. From what I've seen of your work, you don't seem to have many boundaries."
Yep, that's me. No inhibitions or boundaries. Would it make any difference to these people if they did know the truth, though?
Casey was glad to cut that conversation short as more people crammed in behind Magda. Before long, the house was brimming with guests spilling out to the back deck. Jolene was in her element, swanning around and exchanging pleasantries, while Casey did her best to keep the champagne flowing while trying not to think about her nudity. When she did, she felt like a complete whore, but then this was the woman she was now and she needed to play that part, like it or not.
Once the guests had just about finished eating lunch, Jolene gave Casey a nod that it was time, so she went to collect her dildo collection for her bedroom, her heart beating like crazy now. The moment she had been dreading for the whole morning had arrived.
"Can I have your attention, everyone?' Jolene began while tapping her glass with the back of a knife to get everyone to be quiet. "Casey has prepared a little show for you now. Enjoy."
Casey was trembling like crazy as she made her way through the guests with her arms loaded with several dildos and a bottle of baby oil. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she focussed on pretending to be an exhibitionist porn star, and that this was something she wanted to do.
She started by spreading a towel on a deck chair and then lay back on it and started oiling her arms and shoulders, then her breasts and stomach. Then she spread her legs wide so her high heels were suspended over each side of the deck chair as she oiled her pussy. She took care to lubricate her vagina well, then started with putting a finger inside herself and rubbing her clit. She could feel she was already very wet, even without the oil, and her whole body twitched each time she touched her sensitive bud.
She reached for the first dildo and started licking it and putting it in her mouth. Then she closed her eyes, reached down, and parted her labia with one hand. After toying with putting the tip inside for a few moments, she pushed it in as far as it would go. Her body tensed in response. She could feel herself being stretched, so she lifted her knees up higher and spread her legs to try to accommodate it easier. She plunged it in and out, trying her best not to show her nervousness and the complete abhorrence she felt at what she was doing. She allowed herself to moan as loud as she wanted to, or at least as loud as she thought a porn star would. She pretended she really was an exhibitionist, and this was the greatest turn-on of her life.
