Humiliations Galore

The alarms went off, and Lauren awoke with a jerk. She opened her mouth and some shaving cream dripped in. She sat up and went to wipe the shaving cream off of her mouth, but just smeared more on her. She heard laughing and saw April and her friends standing around filming her and laughing.

"You little..." said Lauren. She went to stand up but tripped over her bound ankles and fell to the floor, eliciting more laughter.

Lauren got to her hands and knees then sat back on her haunches. It was then she felt the dampness in her panties. "Oh no!" she said. She lifted her shirt and saw how wet her panties were. She forgot about the filming for a moment then looked up and saw the cameras again. She pulled her shirt back down. "How could you! You stupid brat!"

"Careful, bitch!" said April. "Or would you like the whole world to see how you wet yourself and how a bunch of 'brats' pranked the shit out of you?"

Lauren wiped her hands on her shirt and started to wipe the shaving cream from her face. She turned over and sat her butt on the ground and tried to untie her ankles, but April had tied the stocking too tight. Lauren could not stand the sound of laughter any more. She pulled herself up on the couch and hopped away. Her hopping only caused the kids to laugh even louder, and made Lauren angrier. She made it to the downstairs half-bath and slammed the door.

Lauren leaned on the sink then turned on the water and washed the shaving cream off. She looked into the mirror and saw the mustache, goatee, and unibrow drawn on her. She furiously tried to wash it off, but the clothing marker was meant to be indelible, and it would not come off.

There was a knock on the door. "Hey Lauren," said April, "Tell you what, these videos don't go viral if you do something for us."

Lauren glared at the mirror then turned her head. "And just what would that be?"