Spoiler Alert! It’s Stephanie

(Hopefully comic nerds get the lil reference in the title)

"Cass? You okay in there?"

Her face became flushed. She forgot that Stephanie had decided to stay the night in the manor. In the guest room right next to hers.

Burning with embarrassment, she silently jumped out of bed to return things to a state of normalcy. After all, at this point, she had become a master of hiding any evidence of things she didn't want others to see (like a secret identity) like the other members of her family.

But, as she took her first step to cover up the mess, she found her body with a familiar feeling. The same kind of warmth she felt on that rooftop. The undeniable arousal. Her hand brushed against her stomach, her fingers wandering down to her hardening little prick.

She thought back to what she had been watching on her laptop. The humiliation. The futanari under their dom's thumb doing anything and everything they wanted. Her clit throbbed, a drop of pre-cum dripping down her shaft as she thought back to how those 'Research' videos had started.

She wanted to be caught. She needed it.

"Cass?" Steph's concern and worry was clear from the other side as she continued to politely knock.

Cassandra's plan to tidy up remained mostly the same. To make it look like she wasn't just being a pervert cumming her brains out. Although her end results in cleaning were rather… incomplete.

Yes, she desperately wanted to be caught and humiliated like she craved. But, if she left everything in the open and too obvious, it wouldn't feel as good, and even worse permanently damage her relationship with Stephanie (which was teetering between close friends and lovers). She had to make it seem like an 'accident'.

She slightly closed her laptop, almost completely but just enough where one could see the screen if they were curious enough. She had put on one of the previous videos she had watched. It was a heavy raceplay video of a white girl dominating an Asian futanari, ending with the futa's dick being locked away in a cage. Cassandra had turned the volume down to its lowest setting. Not noticeable right away, but would easily draw Stephanie's attention if the room had gone quiet.

Finally, it came to her own appearance. The smell of her worthless cum. She wiped herself clean of her sperm. If she and Steph ended up doing what she wanted, she wouldn't have the unpleasant feeling of her body touching it now that it wasn't warm. But, she made sure the smell was still very prevalent. The smell of a cuckold in the making.

She decided against freshening up her sweaty and exhausted body. She thought about wearing underwear but decided against it. Instead, she wore a towel, very loosely tied around her body. Even the slightest amount of **** or resistance threatened to tug it down to the ground and expose her. Maybe she could have it get caught in the door? Or 'accidentally' step on it? She'd figure it out.

She stepped towards the door, but something felt… off. It felt like she could do something else to enhance the situation. She turned to a small package she had bought on her way home. It was one of those bullet egg vibrators. A wireless one too. She wasn't sure when she was going to use it when she bought it, but she did now.

Strapping it against her sensitive cock head, she placed the remote just barely in view on the bedside table. She'd hoped Steph would see it and maybe increase the strength.

She could already feel her pathetic excuse of a dick reaching its limit as she turned the doorknob to welcome her close friend (hopefully soon-to-be lover) into her room.

"Oh, Jesus! Cass, I was starting to get worried."

"Sorry. D-Didn't hear you." She had to stifle a moan.

"Um, are you okay?"

Cassandra nodded her head as she welcomed Steph into her room, her oversized clit leaking like crazy under her towel