Insight

Megan stared coldly into John's eyes. John just sat there, still tied to the chair, and waiting to hear what Megan had to say. Megan sighed. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe, despite the fact that my collar says I'm in the program willingly, that I don't want to be in it?" asked Megan.

John gave her a very quizzical look and asked "What do you mean? Why would you put yourself in the program if you didn't want to be in it?"

"That's what I'm trying to explain to you," said Megan. "When you stole my panties and thongs, it got to a point where I was actually running out of underwear," explained Megan.

"Okay? So what? You could always have just bought more," said John.

"That's what I ended up doing, I had already figured out someone was stealing them," said Megan. "I even set up a camera to catch you, unfortunately every time you stole them happened to be a time when I turned off the camera in my room to have some privacy to change or something," said Megan.

John blushed a whole lot when he heard her say that. He knew why she really turned off the camera. Every last pair of underwear he stole was a pair that had been soaked fresh in her sweet pussy juices before she masturbated. He thought it might be best that she doesn't find out he knows that though, so he kept silent.

"It made me wonder how you always seemed to know just the right timing," said Megan. "But eventually my parents started noticing that whenever I asked for anything, more often than not, it was underwear, or money to buy underwear, and they started an investigating without me knowing," Megan continued.

"Okay, but that doesn't explain anything. The N.A.K.E.D. program just became officially enforced today, so they couldn't have put you in it unless they just recently found a reason to do so," said John.

"Actually, if your parents were going to enforce it, they could have put you in the program since the beginning of the summer, and unfortunately that's what happened to me," said Megan sounding rather melancholy.

"Okay, but then how did you end up in the program as willing participant then?" asked John.

"That's what I've been trying to explain," said Megan. "My parents started to keep inventory of my underwear without my consent or knowledge, and it didn't take long for them to notice they always went missing after one of my parties or get-togethers."

"But how did you end up being blamed for what I did?" asked John. "I don't understand."

"One day my mom confronted me about it, and because the underwear only went missing when I invited boys, she thought I was selling them, and after my start of summer party I was put in N.A.K.E.D." said Megan. "I tried to tell her someone was stealing them, but she didn't believe me."

"What?! How the hell did she come to that conclusion?!" asked John.

"She thought this for two reasons," said Megan. "The first is that I never told any of them about it, and the second being that my cameras were always 'conveniently turned off' whenever the underwear was stolen."

"Okay I understand all that I guess, but how the hell did you end up in N.A.K.E.D. for the whole summer without me finding out about it?" asked John.

"Well... that happened because... I was an idiot," said Megan, tears starting to streak down her face. She was seriously upset that someone she once considered a friend was the reason she had gone through such hell. Even worse she had been **** to flaunt her body around in front of him up to this point. She hated that he could see her naked. Because no matter how much she hated his guts, she still had feelings him. Grant it she wanted him humiliated and suffering worse than she was but that didn't change the way she felt.

"What do you mean?" asked John. "I don't understand."

Megan took a few minutes to gather her emotions before responding. Once she was calm and no longer silently crying she said "I was dumb enough to have had a crush on you as well." She took a deep breath and continued. "In fact if you had asked to be my boyfriend I probably would have been dumb enough to answer yes in a heartbeat."

"Wait... are you serious" John said not quite believing she was telling the truth.

"Yes, in fact I was so dumb, that when I was put in the program," started Megan "I had to beg and plead with every last classmate that saw me naked, to make sure that you never found out, saw me, or even suspected that I was going through the hell I was," she finished.

"Megan... I..." John started saying.

"You what John? What are you going to say? That you're sorry? That you regret what you did? That it was supposed to be harmless?" Megan said in frustration. "You ruined my fucking life John! This can't be fixed with an apology!"

"I'm sorry," said John.

"John, do you have any idea what hell I've been through because of you?" asked Megan starting to cry again. "I've given oral, licked buttholes, done lesbian stuff, taken a strap-on in the ass, been tied up, spanked, degraded, humiliated, **** to walk around naked in public, been whipped, tickle tortured, bukkaked, pissed on, spit on, you name it, it fucking happened to me!" crying full **** now.

John felt really bad for her, he had really fucked up this time.

When Megan had calmed she took a breath and said "The worst part is, I did it all just to keep you from knowing, from seeing me, and ruining my chances with you." She took another deep breath and said "Ironic how I wouldn't date you for all the money in the world now."

John was actually crying a little bit now. He was doing so silently though. He felt awful.

"Luckily I managed to remain a virgin somehow," said Megan. "Now it's time to make your life hell," said Megan. "Get ready, the party is starting soon." And with that she turned on her tv with a remote by her bed and left him tied up in the room.