Love One's Self

"Fucking shit, I guess there's no time like the present," Lily sighed, setting her phone down on the bedside table. She had just finished messaging both Emilia and Ethan, deleting both conversations from her phone immediately afterwards. To Emilia she made a point to remind her to check the cameras tonight and to Ethan she let him know that her front door would be unlocked and that he and Zach could just let themselves in. She told him she planned to be asleep when they arrived. She wanted to spare herself the unpleasent feeling of Zach's liquid form slipping back into her body. She hated every word she typed to him. She hated acting like a helpless damsel in distress but she needed to make Ethan and Zach think she'd given up fighting.

Lily looked around her apartment one last time, taking in all the little details that she had meticulously planned. She had set up the three cameras strategically: one in the living room, one in the kitchen, and one in the her bedroom. She had made sure that each camera had a clear view of the action, with no blind spots, but well hidden. All three cameras were recording and linked to the wifi. Emilia should have no trouble logging in and seeing the footage.

With everything she could control out of the way, Lily looked at herself in the mirror. She'd picked out a sultry black lace bra and matching thong set, pairing it with a sheer, silky crimson robe that barely covered her ass. She'd left her hair down, curling it slightly to frame her face. She hadn't done her make up too much, just enough to enhance her natural features. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. The constricting feeling of the little black bra only amplified the feeling. It drove her mad that she was basically presenting herself to Zach and Ethan on a platter. But it was too late to second-guess her decision now.

As she walked over to her bed, she could see the time on her bedside clock – 9:45 PM. She knew that Ethan and Zach would be arriving soon. Lily picked up the two sleeping pills, looking at them for a moment thinking about how they were basically her last time of defense. She had no idea if they'd even work in keeping her sleeping mind deep enough to be out of Zach's reach, but she had to try. Of course there was always the risk that the pills would literally put her body completely out so that even Zach's mind would be pushed into sleep when he got in her. Lily smirked at that idea. At least then she could act like it was a little prank she was pulling on the two disgusting fucks.

She held up the pills, swallowing them dry. Then just as quickly, she slipped under the cool, silky sheets of her bed, her body still clad in the sexy lingerie and robe. She pulled the covers up to her chin, trying to act like she was already asleep, even though her heart was pounding in her chest like a drum. Lily tried to take slow, deep breaths to calm herself down, but her mind was racing with a million different thoughts. What if the pills didn't work? What if Zach found out about her plan? What if Emilia didn't log in to the cameras until it was too late?

So Lily decided to do the one thing she knew would help calm her nerves. Masterbate, flick the old bean, self love with a purpose. It would only help drive Zach and Ethan insane if she was already wet and ready when they arrived. Plus, it would help her relax. Lily's hand snaked under the sheets, her fingers finding the sweet spot between her legs. She let out a soft moan, her hips writhing slightly as she began to rub her clit. It pained her to say but a part of her, the more submissive part, loved the idea of being bodyhopped. Obviously not by these two fucks but she understood the kinky nature of the act. There was something so taboo about it. The whole idea of having no control over your own body. To be made to do things against your will. To have someone else's mind driving your body. Lily had denied herself the pleasure of admitting that it was kind of hot. But tonight she gave herself permission to indulge in the kink.

She breathed deeply, focusing on the sensation of her fingers rubbing against her clit. She imagined what her body would be doing tonight while she was under. Would Zach make her touch herself like this? Would he make her fuck herself with her own fingers? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt her pussy clench in anticipation. She rubbed her fingers faster, her breath coming in quick gasps. She could already feel the heat building between her legs, her body responding to her touch. Zach had mentioned that Lily's pussy was way more sensitive than most other girls and Lily was taking full advantage of that now. She moaned softly, her fingers rubbing faster against her clit, feeling her body begin to tense as she approached her climax. She slipped a finger inside her pussy, curling it slightly to hit that spot deep inside her that always drove her wild. She let out a louder moan, her body writhing against the sheets as she fucked herself with her fingers. And, finally, she felt the wave of pleasure crash over her. She cried out, her body convulsing as the orgasm tore through her. Her fingers stilled, but her body continued to shake, riding out the last waves of pleasure.

As the high slowly began to ebb, Lily pulled her fingers out of herself, casually wiping her juices off on the inside of her robe. Normally she wouldn't have but she knew damn well Zach wasn't going to try and keep her clothes clean. And she was soaking down there now, her pussy dripping into the little black thong that covered it.

"Well that will certainly get their attention," Lily mumbled as her eyes drifted off. She didn't care her crotch was soaked. Hell, she didn't care much about anything at the moment. Lily was riding on cloud 9, the blissful afterglow of her orgasm still tingling through her body. She felt warm, relaxed, and oddly, in control. She'd done everything she could to make tonight go right. And if it didn't so what. She'd figure it out.

As her eyes fluttered closed, Lily could feel the pills beginning to take effect. Her limbs grew heavy, her thoughts slowing and stretching like hot taffy. She could hear the distant whoosh of a cars outside, but it seemed so far away. Her body was a cocoon of warmth and comfort, as the world beyond the sheets fading away.