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Stephanie sat there and I couldn’t tell what she wanted. I think if she wasn’t such a good person she probably would’ve just left to spare herself the pain. She was a **** to goodness in the same way I was a **** to Kelly. I don’t think she had a choice in it any more than I did.

Anne could go either way, she cared a lot but given her high school experiences with boys she’s learned to leave a toxic situation if there is one. Liz who always seemed quiet and aloof apparently had a hidden side to her that meant she felt she could touch my pussy and asshole and seemed delighted by it. I would’ve never picked her as a secret sadist but she seemed to be really into this whole situation, at least so far.

“How do we know you’re gonna take good care of her?” Anne spoke.

Sitting on Kelly’s lap already felt like I was being taken care of but I suppose from her point of view being kept naked, collared, and tied up while having my pussy wiped in front of an audience was probably what most people would consider a bad time. It was a legitimate question.

“Well you don’t have the talking pillow so I expect you to listen as I speak and when it’s your turn to respond I will give you the talking pillow.”

Kelly placed a finger between my breasts and I swallowed. She squeezed my ass cheek though all they could see that her arm was wrapped behind me.

“What even is being taken care of? She-”

“Obvi...”

Kelly gave a frustrated look as she didn’t enjoy being cut off by Anne in what was a rhetorical question.

“Nah-ah-ah, I have the talking pillow.” She said wagging her finger as I watched Anne curl her fists.

Anne’s eyes were all red like she had been sobbing and probably had been. I was causing the people I cared about so much pain but that’s only because they don’t respect my choice. Though given what I’d already been put through I don’t know how they could. This whole thing is insane but I’m sitting on my master’s lap, she just had her finger inside me, and has shown more interest in me than she ever had before, this is what I want.

“I am taking care of her. She’s eating, she has a home, she isn’t being ignored.”

“She’s being mistreated!” Screamed Anne.

“You know what? You clearly need the talking pillow...”

Kelly turned to face me on her lap and I got nervous.

“Go sit on her lap.”

Anne’s face got all red as she understood that having the “talking pillow” meant my naked ass on her lap.

“I can wait...” she said lowering her eyes.

“No, you have stuff you need to say, say it.” Kelly understood power moves likes no other. She should’ve gone into politics, I’d vote for her. Oh shit, I should say if I could vote, which I can’t now.

I stood and walked over and Anne seemed really uncomfortable, I didn’t want to subject her to anything she didn’t want. She pushed herself from the table and made her lap available but she wouldn’t look at me.

“She’s been cleaned, though I can’t say she hasn’t dripped a little more.”

Kelly slid the tissues across the table. I was too scared to say anything I wanted to say Kelly was being too hard on Anne but I knew that wasn’t my place. I looked at my other friends and Stephanie seemed ashamed to gaze at my body and Liz made kissy lips at me that only I noticed; she was going to be a problem for sure. I was pretty sure Stephanie was going to jump across the table and strangle Kelly if this went any further.

“May I sit?” I said as meek as possible because I felt so small right now.

Anne looked at me and the silence lasted what felt like forever. I imagine she felt like letting me sit was an acceptance of my new role and station, as a **** and as an object. Anne’s tears were coming back.

“It’s going to be okay.” I said trying to comfort her which felt ridiculous all things considered.

Finally she spoke.

“Is it?” She asked and for the first time I felt like her anger was directed at me and for the first time I realized that it probably should be. This wasn’t Kelly’s idea, it was mine.

“I’m sorry...” I said with tears welling in my eyes now and my collar and bindings felt incredibly tight. I fell to my knees in front of her and looked at the floor.

Stephanie got up and put her hand around my shoulder and rubbed it. She was always the one to make the sacrifice play, she was probably just as mad at me as Anne but she wasn’t gonna let that get in the way of doing what she considered the right thing.

She pulled my hair out of my face.

“We’re gonna make this work. Somehow. I promise.”

I looked at her and she looked at me. Never before had I seen someone try so hard to keep their eyes up but clearly she couldn’t look at my body, probably more for my sake than her own.

“Maybe I should do the talking.” She helped me up from the floor and I stood and she sat. I waited for her to invite onto her lap. Kelly pushed the tissue box towards her and to be fair I had dripped a little but Stephanie shook her head.

“May... may I sit?” I asked feeling more shame than I ever have.

She smiled and nodded probably unable to bring herself to say yes.

I awkwardly sat down on her lap and my bare ass against her leggings made me feel pathetic. I turned to face Kelly and she smiled slightly and I smiled back. She then gave me a blasé look and I didn’t know what she wanted. She seemed intent on keeping me off balance.

“We’re all here because we care about Emily...”

“Dyke.”

“Emily. Her name is Emily. That you would take this so far that you’d strip her of her name on top of literally stripping her shows you’re only interested in degrading her. Which means you’re only interested in having your own sick and twisted form of fun and for now, at least, this is fun for you. What’s going to happen when you get bored? Are you going to escalate further or are you going to abandon her and then she’s gone through all this for nothing?”

Kelly smiled and didn’t seem uncomfortable at all. She signaled me to come over and I went back to her lap where I was most comfortable. She put her arm against again and I could feel her fingers sneaking towards my ass crack.

“We have a contract. No matter what happens I have agreed to provide her a home. She will always have a home here. As far as the naming and the stripping, she didn’t want any protection against that. First I and then her lawyer tried to talk her out of this. She would rather be my plaything than a free person so I’ve spiced it up for both of us. She could’ve had any number of protections built in and she didn’t want them so I gave her what she wanted. She didn’t care to stop herself from being naked, and wanted me to see her naked so I see her naked, she didn’t care to protect her name so I gave her a new one. She can pretend she didn’t want any of this but she didn’t do anything to stop it when her attorney had begged to put them in and she said no. On top of that I’ve had to have her clean her pussy multiples times because she’s constantly wet despite the condition she’s been kept it. Isn’t it obvious she enjoys all of this? How else am I supposed take that?”

I wish my pussy wasn’t a conversation piece but it was my fault that it was exposed and made it one. I realized it was on me now to answer that since Stephanie couldn’t possibly know most of that before hand. Anne was shaking with rage and she was staring at me. She was mad at me for me or mad at me for what I’d done to our friendship which she had valued a great deal before and I don’t know if she did anymore. I turned my head to Kelly and she nodded.

“I didn’t know she’d keep me naked or change my name but it’s true I didn’t do anything to stop her from doing so, so it is my fault. She’s only doing what I let her do. I know it’s weird and embarrassing for me and probably for you guys too but I really don’t mind if that’s what she wants. I know you guys just want me to be safe and happy and I just want her to be happy. I’m fine with this, if this is what it takes to be a bigger part of her life then I’m a very willing participant. If you want to change the way you look at me I understand but please don’t judge K- my master.”

I don’t know if I believed what I just said but it seemed like the right thing to say given the situation. Stephanie didn’t react really and Anne just looked more angry. Anne tapped her lap and looked ready to scream so I stood and walked to her and she forcefully grabbed my bare hips pulling me down and I sat with my ass hanging over her leg and my pussy against her jeans and I felt humiliated as I felt some of my wetness soak into them. She looked at me and I knew I was about to get it.

“Are you stupid? Like how dumb can you possibly be? I love you Emily but right now I don’t think I can ever respect you again. Not only did you agree to slavery, like a moron, but you didn’t care about yourself enough to even make sure she couldn’t do just about anything including fucking strip you naked FOR LIFE. How am I supposed to hang out with you or bring you anywhere? I’m not bringing you around my parents, I don’t even want you at my house. This is embarrassing for me and it’s even more embarrassing that you don’t see the problem with this. Do you hate yourself that much that you don’t even think you deserve clothes? To have a normal life that just doesn’t have Kelly in it? Do you not think we can see the handprints on your ass from her spanking you? Which I assume you don’t care about that either because you’re just happy she touched your bare ass. Emily, or should I say Dyke, you are pathetic. I’m not sure I can be around while this is a thing and that’s for life, then so be it. You think you’re ruled by this...”

She pointed between my bare breasts, though there were bindings there as well, at my heart.

“But you’re actually ruled by this.”

She pointed down between my spread legs at my pussy and she stared at it, which hurt both that she would look and that she would say this was all about lust and not love. I really don’t think she’s right but I don’t know if I even understand myself at this point.

I teared up as she made all these accusations, most of them true, and even accepted my new name. I tried to find words but I just ended up crying and that made her seem angrier. It felt even worse sitting on her lap during this.

“Now get off me. I’m leaving.”

I stood up and got off her. Anne stood up and Stephanie tried to call to her but Anne didn’t listen. Then Kelly called to her while she was at the door.

“If you want to spank her and get some of your anger out, that’s quite alright by me or if you want to take her home and put her to work in any way you see fit, that’s cool too.”

Anne turned back and glared at Kelly.

“Fuck off, Cunt.”

Anne was out the door and I stood to the side while the other remaining girls sat unable to speak. Liz stood and grabbed my hips before sliding down and pulling me back into her lap by my ass cheeks. Kelly smiled and this had clearly awakened something in Liz who seemed to love the idea of me being naked and degraded.

“Anne will be okay, she just needs time to process. I don’t really think this is a big deal. Her nudity is fine under the law. I mean as long as Kelly’s okay with it I don’t see why anything needs to change. We can still go out and do whatever we would’ve done, she’ll just be naked, we’ll get used to it. We’ll just have to put a towel down or something under her when she sits so she doesn’t make a mess. She’s having a good time with it so why should it have to be such an issue?”

Liz couldn’t help but mention the fact that my bare ass and pussy would be on any surface we sat on and she wanted to encourage us going out so everyone would always see all of me. I really hope I spend all my time in Kelly’s home. My friends were one thing but the public was terrifying.

While I tried to look at Liz, her once aloof eyes had been replaced by an intimidating glare and I averted my gaze. She placed a hand on my bare thigh and let her fingers drift down less than an inch from pussy and I worried she’d touch me. She leaned her head against my bare breast and feeling my nipple hard against her face had me feeling wetter which was even more embarrassing.

“We love Dyke, and nothing needs to change about our friendship.”

Stephanie seemed to struggle with Liz’s acceptance but she was clearly feeling outnumbered now. I don’t know what I want but I had just lost one of my best friends and another was into the fact I was a naked ****. Stephanie looked at me and then back down as she struggled to find words. She was usually strong and assertive but this was a tough situation for her. I really hoped she wouldn’t abandon me too.

Kelly sensed weakness and got up and she came to me. She pulled me up by my nipples and I stood wincing. Stephanie got mad and then instead of yelling or even turning violent she just sounded weak.

“Could you please not do that?”

Kelly pulled me onto her lap and cupped my ass.

“You’re mad for her but she doesn’t mind, aren’t you just thinking you know what’s best for her without listening to her?”

Stephanie began to tear up.

“Emily, do you mind that she grabs you like that?”

Kelly began to tease my anus and I felt myself melting as I let out a moan I tried to make sound like a whine.

“I don’t mind if she touches me anywhere. I’m hers and I want her to be as happy with me as she can be.”

I felt her finger slipping in and I moved my ass back against her which had the dual benefit of letting my pussy drag against her jeans and stimulating me further. She wiggled her finger around as I felt it get in up to the second knuckle and I just wanted her to fuck my brains out, I didn’t care who saw or if I was tied up and she took advantage of that to be super rough. I just wanted her. She spoke next.

“What about her calling you Emily?”

Her finger was all the way in and she stopped moving it but something about it being snug inside my tight hole made me feel really secure. Like I didn’t have to worry about anything because she was in complete control of me.

“My name is Dyke. It’s okay, she picked that name and that makes it special to me.”

Stephanie clearly didn’t know what to do because she respected the right to self determination even if I used mine to give up my right to self determination. She looked like she was searching her mind for something to say.

“Can I talk to...Dyke alone?”

Kelly wiggled her finger inside me and I squirmed a little. That she was doing this and no one else could tell made it even hotter to me. God, I am such a freak. I don’t know what I want other than Kelly. Being in this situation: tied up, collared, naked with her finger in my ass was so degrading and yet so amazing, I can’t think straight.

Kelly looked at me and pondered.

“Anything that needs to be discussed can be discussed in front of me.”

Stephanie took a deep breath and looked at me.

“Are you okay? Like really? I mean you’re gonna be naked forever and she can do anything she wants. Just wink and I’ll do everything in my power to set you free.”

I was barely listening as Kelly continued to play with me.

“I’m okay. I’m going to be okay. I just don’t want to lose you as a friend.”

The only part I knew for sure was true was the last part. Stephanie gave me a weak smile and got up.

“I think I need to go home. We’ll talk soon. I’ll try talking to Anne.”

Stephanie stood and walked towards the door. She looked back at me for a moment and she tripped, which was odd given her usual athletics and grace. Nobody laughed, not even Kelly as she turned me to keep her finger hidden. As Stephanie reached towards the counter to help herself up. She put her hands back towards her side, and then shook her head as she walked out the door. Just like that I was alone with my love and master and Liz who seemed to enjoy this more than Kelly even. I lost Anne and Stephanie seemed more shaken then I’d ever seen her.

As I realized I was tied up, naked and alone with a finger in my butt it dawned on me the day wasn’t even over yet.