All Secrets Will Out

“Zoe?!” Katie gasped in confused alarm.

The red-head wailed in distress, her breath caught in her throat as her hands instinctively dived between her legs, her thighs clamping shut as she collapsed to her knees with the shaking, shuddering power of the orgasm.

“P-p-please…” Zoe choked back sobs, squealing as she came, her back arching, eyes closed tight, the sweetness in her open mouth making her mewl.

Behind her she knew Katie was watching and it made her ears burn. She felt dizzy, the humiliation and suffering, everything she’d done to try and avoid going over the edge, letting her friend see her like this – it was like the dam broke. Zoe whimpered, shuddering, her shame spent – her humiliation pouring out of her with the wet spot in the front of her leggings.

Katie is watching me orgasm

The thought rolled around in Zoe’s head, making it worse and worse. “Please…” she whimpered again, but she didn’t know what for... Help me… stop me… stop looking…

“Required Distance completed in 39 Minutes, 58 Seconds – a new standard has been set!”

It was made worse when she felt Katie’s shadow over her, and the feel of the blonde’s hand on her back. Zoe hadn’t even realised her friend was talking to her until the ringing in her ears subsided and she was able to gasp back her own cries of ecstasy.

“Zo... Zoe...? Zoe, talk to me… Please talk to me… Zoe?!” She felt Katie rubbing her back before she went limp. She couldn’t help but lean into her friend, spent, exhausted, her body drenched in sweat.

She kept her eyes closed, breathing hard, trying to calm her confused, aching, pleasure riddled body.

“Zoe? Are you ok?!” Katie pleaded, and the red-head felt her friend’s fingers running over the collar at her neck.

Reluctantly, cringing with shame and anxiety flooding her, Zoe opened her eyes to look up at the petite blonde. Katie’s normal bouncy personality, her bright smile, was gone, replaced with a pout of worry.

“I… I’m ok…” Zoe mewled as she blinked back more tears.

“You… you don’t look ok…” Katie frowned, and Zoe could tell she was glancing between the collar and her face, “You uh… you look like you just um…”

It was Katie’s turn to blush, she coughed and shook her head, “You look like you had a panic attack” she said finally, as though the shame of admitting what she’d actually just witnessed could be erased by pretending it hadn’t happened.

“I can’t help it I… the… it won’t let me…” Zoe couldn’t finish the sentence before she had to **** down another whimper of guilt and shame.

“The… this?” Katie asked tentatively, pointing to the horseshoe at the front of her friend’s throat.

Zoe could only nod silently.

“Let’s get you inside ok?”

Katie’s size meant it was difficult for her to really help Zoe to move beyond stabilising her weakened legs, but the blonde guided her tenderly through the house to the couch, easing her down slowly. Zoe winced as her tender ass came into contact with the seat.

Katie fetched a glass of water and sat down next to her, the red-head took it gratefully, drinking what she could. It tasted sweet.

They sat in awkward silence for a while.

“Do you want me to call a doctor?”

“N-n-no…”

Neither girl could look at the other.

“Zo… what’s going on? That… that uh… necklace… it talked… before you… um…”

Zoe winced, “I can’t…”

Katie turned to face her, her hands reaching out to hold Zoe’s arm soothingly.

“Please… You need to tell me what the fuck is happening… I came home from work and you’re what, barely dressed on a run around god knows where? You’re clearly exhausted and hurting, I can tell you’ve been crying! And then I come home and you’re wearing some freaky collar and having a… a… an orgasm on the front porch?!”

Katie squeaked in embarrassment at having said the word, while Zoe squeezed her eyes shut, feeling scolded, her heart sinking into her chest as she tried to find the courage or the mental power to even start to try to explain...