Lucy shakes her head.

“The hell I am,” she protests. Roger laughs as you turn your phone around and show her the video of herself. Her eyes widen. “Delete that!” She says, trying to grab your phone. You easily evade her grasp as you wag your finger at her.

“I’m posting this online for the world to see. You’re a porn star needing a debut after all...” you say as you try and figure out how to do that. You’re dyslexic now so you can’t. You’ll need to get Roger to do it. “Um. Roger. Can you post this... I can’t read remember.”

“Sure honey. Well, we should head to the studio I guess... Mandy, help Lucy get cleaned up and dressed...” he suggests as he dresses.

“This way slut,” you say as you help her stand and lead her to the bathroom to the shower. You push her in and turn on the cold water. She lets out a squeal as it hits her. Vindictively you grab some soap and wash her dribbling snatch. She shivers at your touch. She really is a slut, easily controlled and aroused.