Lisa is Shown Off

The rest of the day was a kind of hell for Lisa. Lillian bound her hands behind her back with a pair of cuffs, forcing her to walk behind her in the corridors as if to show her off. Head turned and whispered conversations followed them both.

“Is that Lisa? Fuck, look at her!”

“Unlucky. She got Lillian as a master.”

“Yeah, feel bad for her but hey, eye candy for us. I wonder if this is all she’s going to do?”

“With Lillian in charge? No way.”

“Spread your legs and show them your pussy,” Lillian growled. Lisa hesitated for only a second, but this was still too long for her new mistress. Her body jerked as Lillian’s hand came down hard against her ass. The ringing slap filled her with pain and before she even knew what she was doing, she’d spread her legs for the crowd.

“On your knees, ****,” Lillian barked. “Looks like you need a lesson.”

Lisa collapsed to her knees, hating the squirming heat that was filling her. The crowd began to gather, excited whispers filled the corridor and people were already reaching for their phones! She wanted to shout at them to turn away, to look at something, anything else, but her voice wouldn’t work. Her pussy was still throbbing and she knew that this was only the start of her torment.

“Beg me for mercy,” Lillian hissed. “If you beg me, I might - might - punish you privately, Lisa. Otherwise, it’s going to be in front of all these people.”

Lisa’s voice caught in her throat. Part of her wanted nothing more than to beg. To spare herself whatever was coming next.

But the rest of her rebelled, refused to do that. To let Lillian win. She’d begged once, but that had been for Stacy. Never again. She wouldn’t make herself into the perfect little **** that Lillian wanted.

Her defiant glare only made Lillian’s mouth curl into a smirk.

“You know, Lisa. I thought you might be smarter than that. I’d hoped you wouldn’t be, but I thought you might. I’m glad that you weren’t.”

She raised her voice, speaking to the crowd now as Lisa knelt, so very aware of the wetness that was staining her inner thigh.

“Now, I know all of you have wanted a chance to see Lisa naked for a long time. She was always so coy, wasn’t she? So chatty and friendly, but never willing to do anything more. I bet it drove all you guys mad, and plenty of you girls too. Well, now here she is! In all her glory, little Lisa, naked as the day she was born! And what’s this? Looks like she still hasn’t learned to obey her mistress!

“For the next oh, ten minutes, you can all come up and touch her. Make her squirm for me.”

An expanding silence followed her words. Lisa’s throat was dry, and she looked back, but already knew there would be no mercy in Lillian’s eyes. The gothic woman grinned down at her, waiting for her to beg. If she begged, maybe she would be allowed to escape her punishment. But the look in Lillian’s eyes made her soul rebel.

She would endure it. She would take the shame, she would hold it and not let it break her.

She swore!

The crowd was coming closer now, Lisa gathered her courage and stubbornness. The hands of strangers began to trace her body. There were so many of them and they were all around her. Someone stroked her breast and she jumped. Someone else smacked her ass. She squeaked as a blond woman ran a hand through her hair. Someone else pushed apart her inner thighs.

Her muscles were taut, tight and ready to move. To fight, to try to throw those people off. But Lillian was just waiting for her to do that. She was watching, arms crossed, that stupid smirk not leaving her face. If Lisa resisted, she’d be in for a worse punishment later. All she could do was try to take it and not give in. Not let her new mistress have the pleasure of seeing her break.

Someone stroked her pussy, fingers running up and down her slit sent bolts of energy racing along her spine. Lisa quivered, the air caught in her throat. The fact that there were so many of them only made it worse. Her face was red. Her heart was pounding. People she didn’t even know were touching her, trailing their fingers across her naked body and soaking sex.

But worse was the people she did know. She saw them here and there among the crowd. Some of them tried to avoid her eyes, but none of them turned away. They were watching, so turned on. Some of them even came up to touch her themselves. When their hands met her naked skin, it almost burned. Lisa tried to close her eyes, but Lillian barked an objection.

“Eyes open slut!” She snapped. “No hiding from your new place!”

And so, Lisa was **** to endure. To sit and take it as the people thronged around her. Her pussy was the highlight of the event and after a little while, Lillia undid her cuffs and she was made to spread her lower lips, totally exposing herself to the crowd. Her face was so hot, and her body felt tight and shivery. The collar squeezed about her throat, a silent but constant reminder of what she was now.

Lillian had said that the session would go for ten minutes, but in fact, she allowed almost fifteen before she finally called it off. The crowd dispersed only reluctantly, leaving Lisa naked and trembling as she knelt on the floor.

“Did you like that?” Lillian asked her. “I hope so. Are you still so sure that not doing what you’re told is a good idea?”

Yes! Lisa’s mind screamed. Her pussy felt hot, wetness trickled down her inner thigh. The phantom touch of so many hands was still coursing through her nerves, but even with all of that, she refused to be broken. She glared up at Lillian, willing her to drop dead on the spot. If looks could kill, she’d have burst into flames there and then.

Instead, she laughed.

“Good. I want this to be fun. It would be worthless if you broke too soon. I’m going to take you to pieces, Lisa.”

“Fuck you,” Lisa growled. “I’m not going to let you win.”

“Think so? From where I’m standing, you already have.”

Reluctantly, Lisa was pulled from class to class, shown off by Lillian in every way. She was **** to squat naked beside her desk as the teacher gave a lecture. She was made to stroke her pussy with her fingers when she was called up to answer questions. She was humiliated again and again, and each time she broke one of Lillian’s rules - which Lillian often didn’t even tell her about beforehand - she would be punished severely!

Lisa had at least hoped to see Stact during one of their classes, to know that her friend was all right, but neither Stacy nor David was present even when they should have been. A fact that Lillian was quick to remind her of.

“Do you think your little friend is having her brains fucked out right now?” she asked. “How **** do you think she is? Oh, I imagine that she’s just squealing for more.”

By now, Lisa knew better than to rise to the bait. Lillian was looking for a reason to punish her and they both knew it. She did her best to protect her dignity, though she had precious little of it left by then.

By the end of the day, she’d been naked, paraded through the halls, groped by strangers and former friends. She’s been made to stroke her pussy, knelt naked in class, and pushed closer and closer to the edge through all of it.

But, besides from the first time using the desk, she had not been allowed to cum. Part of her was grateful. The idea of climaxing in public, in front of all those people was one of the most humiliating things she could imagine. But that only made her more wary. Lillian certainly wasn’t sparing her feelings and she had to know that Lisa would have despised that so much. It would have been a key weapon in her quest to break her down.

So why hadn’t she done it?

She didn’t know and that lack of knowledge was a whole new kind of ****. She felt like she was constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, for Lillian to spring some nasty surprise on her. The day grew older and she got more and more tense, but the longer she waited and the more nothing happened, the more sure she was that Lillian had some scheme in the works.

Though for Lisa, it seemed like an eternity, eventually college was over for the day. She wasn’t particularly surprised when Lillian announced that she’d be going home with her instead of returning to the place she shared with Diana.

Diana will figure something out, she told herself. She has the rulebook, and she was always the smarter one of us. She’ll get me out of this, and then we can both save Stacy.

I just need to hold on!