Summoned for Alfie again

Nicole's head was in a cloud. She grabbed her phone next to her bed and, sure enough, there were several messages from Ana Marie. Nicole was expected to be on camera at 11:30 to service Alfie's cock. The messages were increasingly demanding as it got closer to the time. "Fuck," she mumbled. She typed, "I'll be there."

She struggled to get her head together. The recommended CBD gummy dose was a single gummy. Nicole had taken two. She knew better, and now she regretted it. The door slammed downstairs, signaling that Huck had left the apartment. All Nicole could focus on was that she couldn't be late. She grabbed a pair of panties off the floor, slipped on a t-shirt, pulled on tights, and threw on a hoodie.

The cold air was welcome. It helped her shake off some of the stoned tiredness. However, it also made her aware of her cold, wet crotch. As she reached the bottom of the stairs leading up to Ana Marie and Alfie's she looked down. Huck's baby batter was leaking out of her and making it look like she'd pissed her pink tights. Nicole instantly regretted not taking a couple of minutes to push his load out. She sighed. She was starting to feel like a nympho-bimbo. Usually, she made better decisions, but in the last couple of days...Nicole shook her head. No time for that. Ana Marie expected Nicole to be on time. She ascended the stairs and was once again greeted by a note beckoning her inside.

Nicole opened the door and started to walk down the hall. The note didn't tell her to strip this time, so she kept her clothes on. It was a mixed relief. It meant Alfie might see the wet spot, but it also prevented Huck's load from spilling all over her legs and Ana Marie's floor. "She's here, "Alfie said as Nicole peeked into the makeshift studio. He was sitting in the middle of the room, like last time, slowly stroking his shiny, lubricated cock. Nicole bit her lip at the sight of it. It was her salvation to finally get off.

"On time. Shocking," Ana Marie said from the computer speaker.

"Oh my God," Alfie said. "Did you...wet yourself?" He stopped stroking and stared directly at Nicole's crotch. It took a minute for Nicole's sluggish brain to understand. Slowly, she looked down at herself. Huck's load had seeped into her tights. It did indeed look like she had pissed herself walking to Alfie and Ana Marie's place.

"N-no, I....I..." Nicole stammered. Suddenly telling the truth didn't feel right.

"Don't hide from my fans, goon. Let's see what my cuck is talking about. In front of the camera, now."

Nicole was compelled to move. She stepped in view of Sapphire's dozens of adoring fans who had tuned in for the livestream. Nicole saw Ana Marie on a hotel bed. She was completely naked except for her Saphire mask. Mask. MASK! Nicole had forgotten to grab her goon mask.

"Oh, feeling brave enough to show your face, I see?" Ana Marie said. Nicole's hands went up and covered her space. She looked through her fingers at the mask hanging next to the doorway.

"it's too late," Alfie softly said. "Her fans are ninja with the screen grabs. See?"

Sure enough, the chat was filling up with screencaps of Nicole standing in front of the camera, her face revealed. All she had going for her was that she looked like a trainwreck in the images. She didn't look anything like the Nicole she'd normally present to the world. Nicole looked stoned and half asleep. Her hair was a rat's next. And, of course, her tights had a giant wet spot. Nicole slowly lowered her hands. She watched as the money meter on Ana Marie's page increased.

"Hm," Ana Marie said, leaning closer to the camera. "I think they like what they see. Now, Goon, is that wet spot your way of telling us you're into watersports?"