Yes, reluctantly

I wasn’t sure. Seriously, the only thoughts running through my head were unpleasant abusive words I wanted to shout at this guy. And barely consciously I found my hands moving towards my socks. I took them both off, throwing them off the bed and onto the floor. I nervously and shakily grabbed the bottom of my top, swiftly pulling it off and allowing it to join my socks. I refused to look at Derek as I did this, knowing doing so would make me lose all the dumb courage that I’d gained. It was a hopeless endeavour, and doing something this stupid wouldn’t even guarantee that my videos would be deleted. But I was ****, and incredibly fucked either way. I started unbuttoning my pants.

“Man, those do take a while to get off.” I wanted to hit him, but I just shakily pulled them off. I sat there in my silly pink undies, face reaching undocumented vibrant shades of red.

“Can we like please just leave it like this? Can I keep these on?” I urgently asked, “Seriously, this is just cruel.”

“I think you know the answer to that.” He winked, and I blushed even more intensely. I probably sat there for around 2 mins doing nothing, before he told me to hurry up. I figured I went this far, so fuck it.

I’ll do it.

Right.

Now.

I pulled my panties down with one hand, using the other to cover my ‘lady-parts’. I groaned internally, and probably externally as I was barely able to concentrate on anything. Joining my discarded clothes party on my floor, the pink garment laid there. I unstrapped my bra at the back, making it loose; then managed to strategically drop it using my free hand to cover my boobs whilst doing so.

I looked ridiculous, sitting there in my birthday suit with my hands used as my only protection. I felt so dumb, and all my pretended courage disappeared nearly immediately when I saw Derek lustfully staring at my body. I wanted to make some kind of sarcastic response, but I was too shy and too overwhelmed to do so.

“So, what’s your name?” Derek said after what seemed like forever.

It was a weird question, but I didn’t know how to respond other than the obvious answer.

“I’m Gertchen, why?” I responded.

He ignored my question, “So, Becca’s your sister, eh?”

“Um, yeah.” I gripped my hands tighter to my body.

“How has your day been?” He smirked, making me realise he’s playing with me.

“Ugh dude, can I please just put some clothes on? You’ve had your fun. Just delete the stupid video.” I angrily snapped.

“Maybe if you dropped your hands I’d be more inclined to say yes.”

I was surprised he didn’t say it earlier, but was I really going to do this? Could I do this? I realised that answer was yes rather quickly, as again my brain went on auto-pilot. My hands slowly lowered, and instead of wanting to punch him I wanted to punch myself. God, why was I being so stupid? I knew my optimistic outlook that he would delete the video would be proven false.

Honestly, my tits were pretty small. Like A-cup. I didn’t really care much, but looking at Derek stare over them, I begin to be bothered by it. He made me more conscious of my flaws... I really should shave down there. Oh god, this was so goddamn embarrassing.

“Alright, turn around.” He commanded.

Without thinking it through my body twirled, I’d gone this far: I didn’t want all that I’d done before to be for nothing.

“Jeez, you have a really cute butt.” He said making me cringe, I couldn’t believe I was doing this.

“Can I actually get dressed now?” I asked, giving a glance to my clothes on the ground.

“Hm, just give me a real quick dance.” He laughed, making me even more frustrated.

“C’mon dude! I’ve fucking humiliated the fuck out of myself for you!” I angrily yelled.

“Yeah, so what’s a little bit more?”

At this point I knew I should end, and that it was just going to keep getting worse. But seriously, I couldn’t think of much more he could ask me do after this.

So I did it. I stood up butt naked, and started dancing. I felt like such a moron and I looked like such an idiot. I was just glad it was just one person seeing this shit, as I tried to dance.

Bear in mind, I have no idea how to dance. So as my body flapped about, my naked ass swinging and my cheeks glowing red, I realized that at least now I’ve hit rock bottom, it couldn’t get any worse than this.

And as I thought it couldn’t get any worse, the door swung open and somebody entered the room.