Yes, John will return to humiliating Emma Fuhrmann

Emma, Ashley and Hadley entered Melody’s office whilst John was still busy tormenting the unfortunate Kimberly. As such, they had a couple of minutes without John being in control, manipulating and exploiting them. Anything they said or did now could help guard against John and his callous master plan. Indeed, if they joined forces together, they could work together against the evil at play; at worst, there would be safety in numbers. Ashley especially, knew that something nefarious was afoot, for what else could explain why everyone had been acting so strangely and uncharacteristically? Though Ashley herself hadn’t done anything depraved, salacious or outrageous, she had been crueller and more unkind than usual. Ordinarily, she didn’t think herself the type to torment and humiliate Emma. But she had, and she had enjoyed it.

Regardless of Ashley’s suspicions, no one involved, except Emma, had ever met John and even then he was just one of thousands of fans who had tried, and failed, to take a photo with her. Surely, she wouldn’t remember him. Even if they worked out that they were being controlled, how would they work out that it was John who was controlling them. Nevertheless, if they worked together, perhaps they could solve the puzzle inflicting them. Unfortunately, however, all they seemed interested in was shouting at and arguing with one another.

It seemed that each of the five women were happy for the peculiar, licentious events to continue, as long as they weren’t the one who was stripped nude and humiliated. Nobody wanted to be the next unlucky victim. Thus far, this morning, both Emma and Hadley had both been debased; it stood to reason that the next target would be Ashley. Emma, in particular was looking forward to Ashley being taken down a peg, after she had earlier tricked Emma into stripping naked. Hadley, at least, had been possessed in the relative safety of her own home, no one currently in the room had yet seen her naked. Emma, in contrast, had been humiliated in front of over two dozen people. Thus, she felt entitled to expect someone else to suffer the same rough treatment. Furthermore, Emma took solace in the fact that her ordeal wasn’t even half as bad as what poor Kimberly, still handcuffed naked to the filling cabinet, was currently experiencing.

Despite seemingly having the most to lose, having thus far, maintained most of her dignity, it was Ashley who seemed hell bent on causing the biggest argument and disunity between the five warring women. Ashley began arguing with Hadley (her agent) demanding to know why she had gone behind her back and pushed for Emma to get the starring role that Melody had previously offered to Ashley. With no satisfactory response to retort (as John had planted the seeds in Melody and Hadley’s minds to dump her), Hadley shrugged her shoulders and began to beg her innocence. Dissatisfied, Ashley picked up the nearest jug of water and emptied it all over Hadley. Soaking, and looking for someone else to blame, Hadley suggested that it had all been Melody’s idea. Keen to avoid getting drenched herself, Melody picked up the second jug of water and threw it swiftly over Hadley. Her jet-black hair thoroughly soaked; Hadley grimaced upon noticing that her dark blue bra was visible beneath her almost translucent pink blouse that she was wearing.

Smirking, at the hapless Hadley’s sodden predicament, Melody, still uncertain of how to defend herself, explained, ‘It was more of a mutual decision.’ Gaining confidence, Melody continued, ‘Besides, we all know that you wouldn’t be right for the role, you’re too nice and truth be told, rather bland, more of the girl next door than the leading lady.’

Whilst Melody, Hadley and Ashley continued to rage and spread the blame, the PA Paisley noticed the video of her striptease, paused on a close up of her breasts, fully on display on Melody’s desktop computer. Surreptitiously, Paisley tried to close the file, only to press the wrong button and begin playing it. ‘What the?’ Emma cried upon catching, in the corner of her eye, the image of Paisley’s striptease. Stealing the remote, Emma then switched on the large television screen, connected to Melody’s computer. Blushing, and caught red handed, Paisley failed to turn the video off in time, leaving her naked image to be broadcast to the entire room, causing both laughter and derision. Ashley’s first thought was to somehow **** Melody into giving her a role, whilst Hadley couldn’t help but notice the similarities between her own strip tease, earlier that morning, and Paisley’s. It was almost as if they were performing for whims and sexual fantasies of the same mysterious, absent figure. Of course, Melody seemed pretty turned on by it all, judging by her purring and sighs of delight in the background of the video. Emma, meanwhile, smiled, for perhaps it was Paisley’s turn to be humiliated.

Despite it being Paisley who was both **** and exposed, with her naked body being broadcasted to the room, it was Melody who took greater umbrage at being belittled. Melody, always loathed being the butt of any joke, and she took particular offence at Hadley laughing at a smutty comment by Ashley. So, in ****, Melody grabbed Hadley by the back of the head and pushed her face first into the fish tank in front of her. Full of adrenalin, Melody growled, ‘It’s not so funny now is it Hadley’, as she pushed the raven-haired agent’s face repeatedly under the water. But this bizarre scene simply caused both Emma and Ashley to burst out laughing at the pair of them. Indeed, Hadley even almost swallowed a fish which swam into her mouth, before she spat it back out, as she finally resurfaced.

Her head submerged eight times, Hadley was helpless as Melody lifted up the back of her skirt, revealing her delightful bare bottom (Ashley having stolen Hadley’s panties minutes earlier). Then, without any manipulation from John, out of pure spite, Melody began to spank the gorgeous agent. Then, despite Hadley’s **** complaints, Melody cruelly shook her head, remarking, ‘Don’t lie, we all know that you love a little spanking.’

As Melody continued to smack the helpless Hadley on the backside, Paisley closed the video of her striptease and replaced it with a mysterious video sent to them earlier by Hadley’s housemate Rachel. Sure enough, the video of Rachel spanking the naked Hadley began playing on the screen, causing both Ashley and Emma to gasp in both confusion and delight, at what their friend got up to in her private life. ‘Now, if you want either of your actresses to gain the lead role, I suggest that you treat us to a little striptease’ Melody smirked callously.

Dumbfounded, Hadley didn’t know what to do or what to say, she felt completely and utterly humiliated. But John wasn’t anywhere to be found, nobody was in control of Hadley except herself, she was still in complete charge of her own destiny. But, if either Ashley or Emma did land the lead role, Hadley, as their agent, would expect to receive a huge pay day. So, to everyone’s complete surprise, Hadley turned her frown into a smile and began to unbutton her already drenched blouse, swaying her hips as she did so. Then, after daintily dropping her blouse to the floor, Hadley kicked off her heels and playfully blew kisses to Melody. Gaining confidence in herself, Hadley noticed how the four other women looked upon her with pure, unadulterated envy. Her jet-black hair and her flawless milk white skin caused Melody and Ashley in particular, to look upon her with seething jealousy.

Paisley, meanwhile, on Melody’s instruction began to uncork four bottle of cheap champagne, before handing them out to everyone. Then, upon Melody’s countdown, Paisley, Melody, Emma and Ashley sprayed the naked Hadley head to toe in the sweet, sticky liquid. Cornered from all sides, Hadley was unable to escape a single drop of the champagne blasted at her. Nevertheless, Hadley didn’t try to cower or hide, for being sprayed in champagne had always been a secret fetish for her. Nevertheless, the champagne was extremely cold, causing Hadley to shriek as it was sprayed all over her. Unbelievably, it was this very moment that John re-entered the room, via Paisley’s mind, just as the redhead began soaking Hadley. John noted with sheer delight, that whilst Emma aimed for Hadley’s face, Paisley was spraying Hadley’s breasts, Ashley was pummelling Hadley’s backside and Melody was focused on Hadley’s bush and nether regions. After about thirty seconds, not one single inch of her skin was left uncoated.

John was dumbfounded and delighted at the timing of his entrance. Watching the TV continue to play Hadley being spanked, he congratulated himself on tricking Hadley’s housemate to send the video to Melody. Even better, John had noticed the camera in the room, which was already filming Hadley’s latest humiliation. Clearly Melody, having been already controlled once by John, had already been corrupted beyond his dreams and proved to be especially lewd and vindictive. Heaven knows what must have happened for Hadley to already be completely naked. He hadn’t even begun manipulated anything yet and already the women were turning against one another. Nonetheless, the fun would have to be paused for the moment. Hadley was not supposed to be the one being picked on. He had to get his intended plan into action.

Using Paisley as his mouthpiece, he got the redhead to explain everything that he wanted to happen. John noted that though Paisley all too easily and willingly allowed him to manipulate and invade her mind, she appeared to give out his instructions with relish. Perhaps Paisley had worked out that by being the one who John semi-controlled, she must not be his intended mark and it was thus much safer to allow him to control and manipulate her. Thus, though Paisley didn’t know exactly what she was about to say, she was fully conscious and happy to say everything that John told her to.

Thus, after shushing Melody, her boss, Paisley explained that Emma was indeed to play the starring role, with Melody as executive producer. In fact, the series would run for eight seasons, each of which containing twenty-four episodes not including Christmas specials). This meant that Emma would be tied to the series throughout her entire twenties. She would no longer have to worry about being dumped by Marvel. However, there was a catch, which was unnegotiable. In every single episode, without fail, Emma was to strip nude and get extremely messy. Emma would get pied in the face more times than a sad clown at a circus. Indeed, her character would get routinely humiliated, in a variety of ever more ludicrous and degrading situations. Furthermore, Emma would never be allowed to cover her muff or ever use a body double. Every scene would cater for the male gaze and there would be regular close ups. By her thirtieth birthday, Emma should expect to have been in more nude scenes than even the most prolific porn actress. Every single teenage boy would have a photo on their bedroom wall of Emma posing naked. But, Paisley emphasised, the series would not be puerile porn, it would be a serious, prestigious, comedy drama.

As for Ashley, she would have a role in the series too, sometimes playing Emma’s nemesis, at other times, Emma’s lesbian lover. Their two characters would be the beating heart of the show, but despite being the antagonist, Ashley would always dominate and triumph over Emma. Indeed, it would be Ashley who was responsible for dolling out most of Emma’s routine humiliations. The shows audience would grow to hate Ashley’s character. It would take until season eight for Ashley to finally received her well-deserved comeuppance. Ashley’s own nude scenes would be rare, and if they ever shared an intimate scene together, the camera would always focus upon Emma. To make matters worse, even though Emma was to have the starring role, it would be Ashley who would receive the higher salary. John had already seen to it that the money men had already signed off to everything. The show would never be cancelled, even if he was the only one who ever watched it.

Ashley, naturally, didn’t need any persuading to sign the contract that Paisley had mysteriously (when John had controlled her last week) already drawn up for her. Emma, meanwhile, coaxed by John’s nagging voice inside her mind, signed up to the series, albeit hesitatingly. Having lost out on her Marvel role, Emma needed work, and if she was to be so regularly nude, at least she would be famous. Perhaps she could even win an Emmy. Indeed, Emma was **** to do anything that would make her more famous than Kathryn Newton, who stole her role in Ant-Man from her.

Furthermore, Emma felt that once she had done one nude scene, she wouldn’t mind doing more and besides, her size 35 breasts were her greatest asset. In contrast, Ashley’s petite chest was extremely flat in comparison. Despite her embarrassment, Emma had rather enjoyed all the men in office gawk and lust after her, when she had paraded around topless. Then, finally, as the series progressed, Emma was sure that despite what Paisley said, she could manipulate the writers into turning the tables on and humiliating Ashley. Grinning, Hadley was delighted that both her clients seemingly eagerly signed up, tying themselves into a guaranteed pay day for all three of them.

However, despite John’s best efforts to control her mind, the one person who was strangely hesitant to agree was the show’s producer Melody. She wanted greater control of the show and wasn’t sure that she wanted to be associated, and seen as responsible, for a show with just so much nudity. Nevertheless, Melody was starting to have doubts about the suitability of Ashley playing the antagonist. Ashley was barely five foot two, she was almost twenty centimetres shorter than Emma. How on earth would she convince as Emma’s domineering adversary? Furthermore, Ashley had only ever appeared in kids shows before, Melody had never seen her trying to act sexily. Cruelly, Melody wondered whether Ashley was pretty enough, though John certainly thought so.

Crushing the mood, Melody began to voice her concerns, when Hadley, still naked herself, defending her client, chimed in ‘Don’t worry, Ashley has what it takes, why don’t you let her show you?’ ‘Good idea’ Paisley replied, before opening the door to what Emma had presumed was the stationery cupboard. Instead, it revealed a secret bathroom, complete with a walk-in shower. ‘What on earth?’ Ashley cried, suddenly worried that she was going to be asked to strip naked. Thinking the same, Emma grinned and rubbed her palms with glee, before squeezing her friend’s shoulder. Emma was going to have her **** after all, finally, it was Ashley’s turn to be humiliated. Oh how, did she deserve it.

Quizzically, Hadley asked, why did Melody have a secret bathroom. Of course, Melody couldn’t reply, for it had been John who had told her to build it. But then, what Paisley said next caught everyone by surprise, particularly poor old Emma Fuhrmann. ‘Emma, why don’t you be a darling and show Ashley how to look sexy, naked, whilst in the shower? Then, after a short while, Ashley, I want you to join Emma in the shower. But, however, I don’t want you to strip nude, you need to stay in control and dominate over Emma. Keep your clothes on and try to avoid getting wet whilst you help Emma shower. Then, to prove Melody wrong, why don’t you help pleasure Emma? I have an assortment of toys and contraptions for you both to try out, enough for a couple of hours. Hadley, just so that Emma doesn’t feel embarrassed, being naked by herself, please refrain from putting your clothes back on. Now, everyone, does anyone have any objections?’