Some helping hands stimulate Lauren

Lauren fell face down on her bed. Hugging her pillow, she screamed into it, expelling the **** repressed emotions she felt from her spanking, as well as the building humiliation she felt from the last day. She yelled until, exasperated, she collapsed into whimpering tears.

Somehow, despite everything, Lauren must have fallen asleep like that. The next thing she knew, it was well into the evening. She awoke to someone opening her door. Bleary eyed, she raised her head to see Megan enter.

Megan looked at the red eyed Lauren and could tell she had been crying. So, despite the fact that Lauren's red butt was clearly sticking out from her maid uniform, Megan set down Lauren's dinner, trying to act casual. Lauren, still blinking sleep out of her eyes, struggled to rise.

"Oh no, you're fine." Megan said, ushering Lauren back down to prone with a hand on her shoulder. Lauren, still sleepy, surrendered. Now her skirt was almost totally rolled up. Megan marveled at her thick butt, lined now with red hand prints.

"Does... does it hurt?" Megan gestured downwards. Lauren cringed. So, word had gotten around, and Megan knew. Knew she had been spanked. whimpering, Lauren couldn't help but nod.

"Here, I have some ointment." Megan drew a small container and squirted some on her hand. She reached down, touching Lauren's exposed butt. Lauren moved to rise, but Megan ushered her down again.

"Shh, this will help." Megan said, as though she were calming a wild animal. Lauren, mere seconds from awakening, was submissive and laid flat. Megan flipped her skirt all the way up. She began rubbing the ointment in, making circles on Lauren's bare butt. Lauren squirmed, but did not rise. She and to admit, the cooling ointment felt good. Megan, encouraged, added more to her other hand, She began rubbing Lauren's butt with both hands, rubbing ointment in. Lauren surrendered, burying her head in her pillow. To Megan's surprise, Lauren stopped clenching her thighs so tight. As Megan's eyes widened, Lauren's smooth, clean shaven lips were revealed.

Megan, now encouraged, worked her hands inwards, rubbing along Lauren's crack. Lauren squirmed into her pillow. Biting her lip which quivered with excitement, Megan went for it. She slid a hand between Lauren's thighs.

"Oh!" Lauren exclaimed, muted by her pillow. Her head came up... but then fell again. It felt so good... She moaned loudly. Without realizing it, she spread her legs. Encouraged, Megan began tracing Lauren's lips from behind, preparing to enter with her fingers...

Unbeknownst to Megan, Vanessa had installed a hidden camera in Lauren's light fixture. She saw all this happening, and chose this moment to intervene. From up in her room she yelled down.

"Megan! Get up here now!" Came Vanessa's muted voice through the wall. Megan, startled, pulled her hand away. For Lauren, this broke the moment. She slammed her thighs together protectively. What was she doing! She sat up, flipping her skirt down. Equally flustered, Megan hurried from the room, feeling a bit caught...