Megan's Anguish
by flashharry 

Chapter 2

Megan returned to the art studio, slipping her robe off once more, baring her breasts and pussy this time to the assembled students, who were soon joined by the returning Lucy (as Megan later found out). The pose was far from obscene, but with one leg hanging over the podium and the other foot up on it, some of the class would see her sex clearly. That section of the room of course included Lucy.

Sarah was moving between Megan, offering words of encouragement, and the students, giving advice. Megan’s head was tilted away from Lucy, but right at the edge of her peripheral vision, she thought she saw a phone in Lucy’s hand. She shot her head round, but too late, there was no phone in sight.

“Keep your head still, Megan, not long to go.” Sarah called out from alongside another student’s easel.

Reluctantly, Megan returned to her pose. Had there been a camera? Was she imagining it? Then Sarah called out that there were just ten minutes left and the thought left her mind, replaced by the pleasant thought of collecting her cash and another glow between her legs as she considered how she’d earned it. Would she tell her siblings? She thought probably not. Need to know basis should apply!

Soon she was changed and thanking Sarah for the opportunity (and the money), with the latter promising to email her a regular schedule of sittings. A few of the students called out their farewells and she strolled off towards the station with a lot less worries than when she had walked in. That feeling of euphoria lasted until she saw Lucy waiting ahead of her, blocking her path.

“I think we should have a little chat.”

“What do you want?” replied Megan.

“Just a little video I think you should watch.” beamed Lucy. She led Megan off the path a little to a dense copse, before reaching for her mobile.

As she started to watch the proffered phone, there was no mistaking what it was. She saw herself, naked in a public bathroom, in the throes of a massive climax. Even when she had thrown her head back at the end, her eyes had been closed and she’d had no idea there was a camera there. There was no doubt this girl was malevolent. What did she want?

“Lovely little show, that was, you should try out for porn, not just life modelling.” Lucy smirked. “Oh, and I’ve backed it up to the cloud already – that and the pic from the art studio.”

“I knew you had your phone out.” Megan accused.

“Yeah, but I’m too quick.” Lucy continued, “I don’t want much, but this is my last year and I want a little fun. You looked so innocent in there compared to most models, I decided that you should provide my fun. If you don’t want me to circulate that video, you’ll do just as you’re told.”

“What do you want me to do?” asked Megan, well aware that her reputation would be sunk if it did.

“You’ll do as you’re told.” Megan went on. “Look, you can expect some unpleasant tasks, unless you like embarrassment and humiliation, but I’ll make sure you’re not hurt.”

Megan’s mind flashed back to how she felt when modelling naked.

“You’re in your first year here. Do you want to be known as the girl in that video for the duration?”

“No.” replied Megan sullenly. Lucy then enquired about her home situation and smiled evilly when she found there were no parents around.

Lucy tapped out what Megan believed to be a message, then continued. “You’ll have some rules and you’re my bitch for the next nine months. I leave next May. Behave, and you may even enjoy parts of it. Going on how the modelling affected you, I think we might have a lot of mutual fun.”

Megan nodded nervously, her mind racing. Just how demanding was this girl going to be? How has she managed to get herself in such a difficult situation within a week?

From off to her right, Megan saw another girl and a younger boy walking towards them, clearly expected. The new girl had bright pink hair and a tartan dress that barely covered her crotch. Black knee high boots completed the ensemble. Her younger male companion, who Megan later found out to be Ellie’s brother was plainly dressed in jeans and a tee.

“Megan, meet Ellie, my best friend. Chris, her brother has been our toy for a while. If you amuse us enough, we might even let him go, but for now, he’ll still do anything we say.”

Megan had no idea what to say. It was several seconds before she realised her jaw was hanging open, and she promptly shut it. She guessed Chris to be about fifteen, like her sister Mollie, but still didn’t fully understand the trouble she was in.

Lucy continued. “Megan, I’m glad you’re not shy, because you are going to be following our clothing rules and stripping whenever we say.’ When Megan didn’t move, she continued, “Chris, naked from the waist down and kneel.” The younger boy promptly dropped his jeans and kicked off his trainers. He wore no underwear. Once dressed as he was commanded, he knelt.

Megan couldn’t stop herself, she had to look. His cock was rising, not huge, but definitely hardening. She was staggered at how quickly he had obeyed.

“Chris, explain to Megan why you obey.”

“Megan, I only disobeyed once and Ellie showed my parents a video of me wanking. I was grounded for a month. She set cameras in my room and said she’d done that because she’d heard me from her room. Lucy set the cameras. If I disobey again, I know they’ll send them to more people.”

“Good lad,” patronised Lucy. Then, turning to Megan, “Now, I want your underwear off, right here, right now. I already know what you look like!” she grinned.

Megan blushed and admitted that she had worn none to what she thought was only going to be an interview, maybe a casting. She wasn’t surprised at what came next…

“Show me.”

Slowly, she bent down, took the hem of her dress in her hands and raised it to her navel. She didn’t think there was any doubt she was without a bra since her nipples clearly showed through, but Lucy indicated higher, so higher she went until her tits came into view. This ensured Chris’ erection reached the point of bursting.

“Don’t you dare.” Ellie snarled at him.

“Ok, you can let go. I’m going to need to know where you are at all times, so give me your phone, I’m putting a tracker on it. If the tracker gets deleted, or I catch you without the phone, the video goes to the main reception at the uni. Second time and it will be going to a whole heap more people.” Megan could see no other option but to meekly hand her phone after first unlocking it with her thumb.

Lucy’s face was a look of concentration as she downloaded the tracker and linked it to her own phone, then her face lit up as she glanced at the first video she came to. “They have to be your sisters, with their hair and the one girls tits.”

Megan said nothing, but her face said it all. Megan quickly sent herself the video, then handed Megan her phone back. Megan was stunned to silence, having forgotten all about recording her sisters arguing. Tears formed in her eyes. How could this be happening? What were the chances?

Wanting to be alone with Megan, Lucy let Chris have his jeans back, though took his tee and kept his jeans, then told Ellie to take him home and to meet her the following morning. When they had gone, she turned to Megan. “I know you got turned on when you were modelling, we’ll have to see how it affects your sisters now.”

“Can’t this just be me?” Megan begged.

“Sorry, but you gave me a perfect shot at your whole family, such as it is. If and when I strip your sisters, just remember it was you videoing their little confrontation that did it. You are the one to blame.”

Megan carried on home, gutted that she had left at least one of her sisters so vulnerable to a maliscious bully, and sure she was to get a visit the following morning. Should she warn her siblings? She thought she probably should, but had no idea how to even start the conversation, so the warning was left unsaid.