A Moment of Choice

The heat that she still felt pulsing between her legs was matched only by the heat she felt flowing across her face as Natalie's scattered mind tried to piece itself together again. Her first thoughts were scrambled and mortified. She'd just cum. She'd just cum right in front of Jake and Lyra. Her two friends and coworkers had seen a robber finger her until she climaxed all over the floor. Oh god, how would she ever live that down? How would they ever be able to look at her again and not see that same scene on repeat?

Natalie took a deep breathe, trying to still her skittering heart. The heat was rising to her face, making her cheeks vivid red. Her hands were shaking, and she could only look at the ground, her eyes seemed unable to look upwards.

"All right," Jean said, looking at her with an expression of lust and desire. But, Natalie noted even in her scattered state, it wasn't lust for her body. Jean didn't want to fuck her... or at least, not for the sake of fucking her alone. It was power she was after. Natalie figured that she'd been right before. Jean wasn't into girls. She was into domination and humiliation, and didn't much care if her target was male or female, so long as they felt utterly mortified and humiliated by the end, she could get off on it.

By now, both Frank and John had gotten hard again, the sight of her lithe body caught in the throes of orgasm had excited them. She could see that both of them were hard. Natalie gulped, and Jean traced her vision, chuckling as she saw what Natalie had seen.

"Looks like the boys are ready for round two. I suppose it would be unfair to deny them much longer. What do you say, Natalie? Are you willing to go all the way this time?"

"I..." Natalie felt her strength returning, and did her best to stand up straight, even as she felt the gaze of her friends on her back and behind, and desperately tried not to turn around, or imagine what they were thinking about her right now. "All the way?"

"I figure a girl like you can take two guys, don't you think?" Jean grinned nastily, "You seem so used to this sort of thing, I am pretty sure it wouldn't even be the first time, would it? I tell you what, if you can take them both, and satisy them, we'll take the money and go."

"Boss-"

"Shut up." Jean said, without even turning around. "You're getting to fuck a cute girl, you're not allowed to complain. And we still get the money in the machine. Not a bad haul. What do you think, Natalie? Well, it doesn't really matter what you think, since you're not getting a choice, but it's fun to at least pretend you have freedom, isn't it?"

"I-"

"Stop!" Lyra said, before Natalie could respond. There were tears in her eyes, and her face was red. "Haven't you done enough to her? You've humiliated her and made her climax! No woman should ever have to go through this! And...and now you want to fuck her with two strangers? You can't do it!"

"Well, I have a gun, so I am afraid I can." Jean pointed out, "Plus, this was her idea. To protect you, in fact. If you're not willing to accept that protection, I'm sure the two guys could use a second toy as well. Blond IS such a nice colour for hair, you know.."

Lyra took a step back, her face was pale at the implication.

"It's okay." Natalie said, "I...I'll do it."

"Natalie!"

"No!" Natalie turned around, meeting Lyra's gaze for the first time. "I can't expect you to endure this sort of thing. I don't want you to have to. Look...I...." Her face turned towards the floor for a moment, and she felt her blush return, "Jean is right about me, Lyra. I...I've done this sort of thing before."

"With two guys?"

"Y-yes..." The floor really was very interesting this time of year. Lots of interesting patterns and designs, why, she might not look up again for years!

"That....that doesn't matter!" Lyra snapped, her voice taking on an edge that Natalie hadn't heard from it before. "If you did things like this before, it was willing, right? With guys you liked? That and this aren't exactly the same, you know! Jean is just trying to break you down, and make you feel worthless, but you're allowed to have sex the way you want to, even if it's with more than one partner. That doesn't change anything at all. It's when it's **** that it becomes bad. N-Natalie, just because you've done it before doesn't mean you're ready for this...and I...I don't want to see my friend reduced to that."

Lyra looked down for a moment, her expression was apprehensive, and her face had turned pale. Yet, there was something in her that was hard to ignore. For a single instant, she said nothing, but then, she looked up, almost spitting the words at Jean.

"If you want to see a show... then we'll do it for you."

"What did you say?" Jean looked honestly surprised, "You'll fuck Natalie for us? Well, I have to admit, that would be a sight to see..."

"Not just me..." Lyra said, her fists closing and opening at her side. She seemed to have realised there was no way that Jean would accept such a paltry offering. She dealt with humiliation and shame. Lyra's sacrifice of her own dignity wouldn't appease her on its own. "Jake too."

"What?!" Said the man behind the counter. "Lyra, you could have asked!"

"S-Sorry!" Lyra managed a weak smile. "I just... I couldn't think of anything less that'd work and I don't want those two guys to fuck Natalie. At least this way it's us..."

"I mean... you still could have asked." Jake said, frowning. "I don't like being volunteered for something like that."

"Even if it's to help a friend?"

"Even then." He said firmly, but Natalie could see how his eyes moved across her body, focusing on her chest, and then slowly sweeping down to her long legs before rising to her womanhood. He seemed unable to tear himself away, and it didn't take the power of a mindreader to realise that Jake was torn between his desire to protect her, and his own desire to fuck her. Natalie realised that he was conflicted. He wanted to agree with Lyra's suggestion, but he didn't know if he wanted to agree to protect her, or because he was aroused by everything that had happened, and wanted to fuck her. Images of her naked body refused to leave his mind. Natalie had always known that Jake had a thing for her, but this whole event had brought it to the surface, and Jake was horribly confused about his own feelings.

He wanted to see her safe, he wanted to protect her as a friend should. But he also wanted to have sex with her, he wanted to feel his cock inside of her, and hear her moan his name. If he agreed to Lyra's request, would it be because of the first thing? Or the second?

Natalie said nothing. She did nothing. She could have shifted his mind one way or the other. It wouldn't even require her powers. He was so carefully balanced, poised between the two, a single word or gesture would have done it. But she waited, wanting to see what he would do.

After a moment of intense internal debate, Jake reached his decision. He himself didn't know whether his choice was motivated by a desire to protect her or not, but Natalie saw the wheels of his mind moving, and his emotions settling as he came to the conclusion that it didn't much matter then and there. No matter which one motivated his choice, the path that he followed would have to be the same.

"I'll do it." He said, looking towards Jean. "I'll play the game if you promise not to let either of those two have their way with her."