Decide to Leave the House... As You Are

"I was just showing everyone that I was naked under this shirt." I say dropping it to the floor. "I was also just explaining to everybody that my mother obviously wants to show off my body. She must have some kind of control fetish. Maybe she likes to see embarrassed naked females. Well, I'm not going to stand for that. Am I embarrassed? Yes, I am. I don't want to show my naked body off to everyone, but if I have to, then I'm going to do it on my own terms."

I spread my legs out, and spread my pussy lips with my fingers, "Everybody getting a good look, want to take some pictures?" I ask, obviously being sarcastic, but incredulously Rian actually stepped forward with her iPhone and took some close up photos.

"Thanks a lot, wait until everybody at school sees these." Rian whispered in my ear.

Clearly I'd gone mad, I'd finally snapped.

"Any other requests?" I asked, "Perhaps this." I answered, bending over forwards, grabbing my arse cheeks and spreading them, hearing the clicking of Rian's iPhone, as she took close up shots of that too. When I stood back up I noticed that Rian still had her iPhone pointed at me, obviously getting my whole body and face in the frame, maybe even videoing me for all I knew.

I had no idea what I was doing, it's like I was in some sort of trance, or as if this wasn't me, and I was just controlling some video game character, humiliating them for fun. Or a writer, writing some erotic fiction. In a way, it was freeing, to finally embarrass myself, rather than have my mother do it to me.

Then I took the next step. I turned my back on them, and walked to the front door. Maybe I shouldn't have started any of this at all. But it was too late now, I'd already opened the door and stepped out into the street in broad daylight, and closed the door behind me.