I obey

The urge and need to please takes over. I have always been submissive. Recalling the night my friend Brianna threw a slumber party for her high school friends. I was 16 and my body had already developed nicely as I was every boys target. The girls were jealous but Brianna was always had my back through it all. Or so I thought. I arrived in my small white belly shirt. My pierced belly button in plain view. I wore short pink shorts that fit so tight. My little black thong riding up as well on my back. Her parents were gone and she had the place to herself.

We started drinking when I was suddenly cornered. Brianna and the other two were scowling at me. Brianna called me a slut because I stole Andrew from her. Even though they were both single. She caught us making out and seemed ok with it. I was wrong again. She said the only way she could forgive me was to make me strip before them. It must have been the booze because I cried and obeyed like the submissive little girl I am. Removing my clothes I stood. My nipples hard and swollen. My young tight labia, visibly wet and pouting. They ordered me on my knees as I once again complied. Picture after picture was taken of my naked body and my face buried in young shaven pussy. They blackmailed me and made my high school life a living hell.

Once again needing to please, I jump to my feet as I bend over looking through my desk. My pussy dripping juices down my thighs. Finding my vibrator, I fall back on the bed with my legs spread wide. Inserting the tip into my slit as I turn it on. Gasping as another picture is taken. I wonder what there for but only for a minute. I start to fuck myself senseless as I wait for further instructions.