Preparing Absolute Humiliation

John sat in Megan's bedroom tied to a chair. He was unable to leave, unable to move, and unable to do anything but think and stare at the tv in the room, waiting to see why Megan turned it on.

The tv currently showed a live security feed of Megan's living room. The camera feed had sound, and John could both hear and see his fellow classmates hanging out and talking with each other animatedly.

Through the security feed, John saw Megan's naked body walking down the stairs, still covered in that special body oil, and entering her living room.

Almost everyone stopped what they were doing to tease Megan about being naked. They taunted her, slut shamed her, and even laughed and took photos. Megan had grown used to it over the summer though. Everyone at this party was under the same impression that she wanted to be in the program. They all thought she became a slut who sold her underwear and loved to walk around naked for attention.

John felt horrible, after all he was the reason Megan had to go through this to begin with. He wanted to go down and comfort her, but he was currently restrained and tied to a chair. Besides he couldn't go down there anyway, he was naked, he thought he'd die of embarrassment if his classmates saw him like that.

John watched Megan walk up to the front of the room and stand next to a high definition television. She faced everyone in the room and got everyone's attention by loudly saying "Excuse me everyone, I have an announcement to make." She scanned the crowd of people in the room for her mother who recently arrived back home from a visit to the neighbors. When she found her she said "Mom, may you please come up here, I really want you to hear this."

John saw Megan's mother walk up to the front of the room to where her daughter was. "What is it honey? We have to get to the local pool soon to meet up with the other party guests," said Megan's mother.

I would like to officially request your permission to drop out of N.A.K.E.D. because I officially have evidence that someone was stealing my underwear, without my knowledge or consent, and is way more deserving of the humiliation I have endured.

John could just barely see Mrs. Smith's face through the camera feed on the monitor. She looked shocked, as if she never for even a second considered the possibility that her daughter was wrongfully accused. John watched on the monitor as Megan turned on the tv next to her using a remote, and what he saw made his face to beet red.

Everyone downstairs was watching a live feed of John, naked as the day he was born, tied to a chair in Megan's bedroom, sporting a 5.16 in. boner. "Oh my god! What the fuck Megan! Turn it off! Turn off the fucking camera!" John screamed totally mortified. He was struggling against his binds, **** to hide his junk from the view of some of Megan's and his closest friends, but it wasn't working. "Turn off the cameras! Please Megan! I'm sorry for everything! Just please stop, this is humiliating!" John desperately begged.

"Confess what you did to everyone here, or else," said Megan. She didn't care what happened to him, or how much of her body he saw anymore. All she cared about was humiliating the absolute hell out of him.

Mrs. Smith just watched this whole thing unfold. She was starting to believe what her daughter was saying. Megan had a serious expression on her face, she looked determined to not only end her time in N.A.K.E.D. but also humiliate John to an **** degree in the process. Mrs. Smith decided to trust her daughter and let it happen, just so she could be one hundred percent certain that her daughter was telling the truth.

"I can't, I'm sorry but I can't. Do you have any idea what everyone will think of me if I say that," whined John.

"If you're not going to confess, then you must really like all these eyes on you. If that's really the case, I have a feeling you're going to love what happens next even more," said Megan.

Before John even had the chance to think about what Megan meant, Megan announced something that made him want to get on the ground and beg her for mercy. Megan suddenly announced to everyone at the party, that they can feel free to go upstairs, feel up, play with, record, and most importantly humiliate John as much as they want.

John watched in horror as a small group scrambled towards the stairs. "Fuck! No! No! No! No! No! Okay, I did it! I admit it, I'm a perv! I stole all your underwear Megan! Just don't let anyone near me!" screamed John.

Megan had no plans of stopping the group headed up the stairs though. "Megan?! Did you hear me?! I confessed! I said I'm the one who stole all your underwear! Now please! Stop them!" begged John.

John could see and hear the door knob turning, they were about to come into the room. "I heard you just fine," said Megan. As she watched them enter her bedroom through the security feed. "You dug your own grave, so now you're gonna lie in it."