She touches herself (End)

Any hope of remaining inconspicuous had long since been abandoned. Luna now had small but noticeable crowd standing on the sidewalk watching her in the window. The crowd consisted of familiar faces, but also complete strangers. She remained still in her pose, but watched them with her eyes. Eventually, Kim walked up and pressed her phone to the glass. the screen was all white except for black letters that said "Masturbate".

Luna didn't need to be told twice.

Breaking her rule of not moving while being watched, she moved her hand to her crotch and started rubbing her clit. But she remained in her pose, which was getting harder and harder to do as she was losing control of her body and her legs were getting weak.

She still wasn't even sure if this was planned or not. Or what was planned and what wasn't. Everything could be explained by her actions and her's alone. It was like when she lost those bets to Kim on purpose, but even more her own fault. The thought crossed her mind that perhaps Emily had gotten Luna the job knowing that she would strip herself, that she didn't need bets or dares or the insolvent of another human being. And that was absolutely correct, she did do all of these things herself. The entire crowd watched as the live nude model brought herself to an orgasm so powerful it brought her to her knees, while her friends photographed her "O" face. Exhausted, she fell on her back, involuntarily sticking her pussy in their faces.

When luna opened her eyes, she saw her boss standing over her. When she looked "up" (she was still lying on the ground, so "up" is behind her) she saw that the curtain had been drawn back completely, and the customers in the store were all looking at her, naked and in post-orgasmic bliss. She looked "down" and saw that the crowd had quickly dissipated. A few of her friends stuck around to take pictures of her boss catching her, but then the quickly took off before anyone held them accountable.

Needless to say, after a lot of yelling, Luna was fired. But not only that, her original clothes had been misplaced. She was **** to use her one-day's worth of pay to buy a new outfit to wear out of the store. And with nothing in the store being cheap, the only thing she could afford was a short dress with no bra or underwear.

"B-b-but," Luna sputtered. "M-my bus card!"

The manager huffed and walked over to the checkout, opened a drawer behind the counter, and pulled out Luna's bus card.

"Here," she said. "Found this lying around, must have fallen out of your pocket. Now get the hell out of my store."

"Thank you," Luna said.

"And don't come back!" her former boss yelled.

(Author’s Note: This is my ending for this story. Feel free to continue it if you wish.)