"One"

"So, we'll go for a trip to have a little meeting with mother nature" Gerrow informs you "you don't have to take too many clothes, you won't be needing them anyway."

He states that as matter of fact, but to you his words sound like insult and promise at the same time.

"When exactly will we leave, sir?" you ask.

"Friday, after school. In the morning you can leave your things in my car."

Later, when you are at home, in your room (obviously naked, Gerrow still has camera there), you wonder, how do you feel about that. He outplayed you at every turn, it seems that he knows your desires better than yourself. The ease with which she tuned you into his slut...you don't even try to deny it to yourself. You love being fucked by him, you love the feeling of his cock getting inside...fuck! You are getting wet from thinking about it! And what happened today...you feel deeply embarrassed by it. "Dumber than Katie Wilson..."

One thing is uplifting about it - there are still things that can embarrass you. At least you are not shameless slut. At least not yet.