Maid For a Party (Sequel to Maid For a Night) (Part 3 posted 10/31)

[Bucket]

Bumping this as it deserves to be on the first page.

[jastes22]

After my classmates returned to the crowd, Caroline stepped forward, placing her hands on my bare shoulders and whispering in my ear. “Since you’ve been a good girl, I’ll let you take off your skirt yourself,” she said.

“Yes, Miss Caroline,” I said.

Caroline’s threat about hesitating echoed in my mind, and I hurried to remove my skirt, not only to be obedient, but to stop myself from being paralyzed by the thought of being completely nude in front of what felt like hundreds of my fellow students.

The last article of my slutty maid costume fell to the ground in a pile by my feet, and the crowd took in a collective sharp breath. This wasn’t some video or some made-up story. This was real. I was actually, completely, totally naked in front of a whole crowd of people. The whole school would talk about the time when everyone saw Taylor Heath naked and broken for years.

Whispers echoed throughout the crowd. It seemed deafening, but I could only make out a few snippets of hushed conversation.

“She must be so turned on—”

“—I’d never—””

“—Slut. What a—”

“—Do her. Bet she’d thank me after—”

“—Look at the size of that thing. She—”

Somebody at the front of the crowd pointed at my pussy, and I paled as I realized that my pussy was engorged and red, dripping and moist.

The words of the crowd were like electric shocks, making me flinch at the wave of comments and judgments. The thing was, none of them were wrong. Everything they were saying about me as I stood there naked for their viewing pleasure was true. I bowed my head, looking down at my bare feet. I deserved whatever Caroline decided to do with me.

Caroline stepped forward, spreading my legs and rubbing her fingers down the insides of my thighs. I grunted quietly, trying not to react to her touch in front of everyone. Her hands moved up, stroking my hair. With the threat of my identity being discovered gone, I had let my hair grow out to its normal length from before that night of the bet, something Caroline was now taking advantage of, running her fingers through my blonde hair.

“On your knees, and hands on your head,” Caroline said. “Spread your thighs.”

I obeyed. No time to think about the consequences of looking like Caroline’s dutiful pet. I just had to do everything she asked.

She placed a hand on my neck, her fingers curling around my collar, and turned to the crowd. “Our little pet here will remain naked for the rest of the night. She has graciously agreed to allow everyone to take pictures of her.”

I had agreed to no such thing, but that didn’t matter. More whispers, more intense this time. Excited whispers. Oh, crap. Scenarios ran through my head, rapid fire. Was there any way out of this?

Nothing. I couldn’t decide if that was because there really wasn’t any way, or because I didn’t want there to be another way

Caroline was still speaking. “However, these pictures are for private viewing only. If any pictures get out, you’ll answer to me,”

For an absurd moment, I was actually grateful that I was kneeling naked beside her in only a collar, if only as a demonstration of her power and as proof that she could in fact do what she was threatening. If she could do this to swim captain, there was no telling what she could do to somebody else.

I was reminded once again that the opposite was true. If I did anything wrong, Caroline could turn around and destroy my life. I had to do absolutely everything in my power to be obedient or I was in trouble. Caroline had all the power, and I had nothing. I was nothing.

“Crawl down the stairs, pet,” Caroline said.

I fell forward onto my hands, crawling over to the edge of the porch. I paused at the stairs, unsure how to crawl down them. Dogs went down stairs all the time, right? And yet I couldn’t quite recall how they did it.

I blushed at the thought of me trying to mimic a dog. Just Caroline suggesting that I was a pet made me start thinking like one. I just—

Caroline’s hand smashed down on my rear, and I howled at the sudden and stinging pain. “Move it, slut,” she said. “Don’t keep us waiting.”

I sniffled and started to scramble down the stairs. It was still awkward and slow, and I was terrified of being smacked again, but Caroline seemed content with movement. It would’ve been a thousand times simpler to have me walk down the stairs and then get down on all fours, but obviously Caroline wasn’t concerned with what was simple. She only cared about humiliating me as much as possible.

Caroline walked in front of me, pulling me by my leash.

I followed dutifully, focusing on the awkward movement of moving all four limbs in a strange gait pattern. I focused on that rather than the fact that everyone was getting an unfettered view of my back and rear.

The crowd parted in front of us and then immediately corralled around me. Caroline tugged on my leash, bringing me to a stop. When I tried to sit up, she pushed on my gently, keeping me on all fours.

“We’ll have a few minutes for you all to examine our lovely little pet here, and then we’ll move on. I highly encourage all of you to take advantage of this…unique opportunity.”

The girls, most of whom had already explored my body numerous times over the last few weeks, were content to simply touch me in places that weren’t easily accessible when I was standing, like the sides of my ribcage, thighs, bare back, and neck. On the other side, the boys almost exclusively went for my tits and pussy, curling their hands underneath me to pinch, squeeze, and caress my privates. My secrets were being laid bare, and the boys were certainly taking advantage. Moans freely escaped my lips from the sheer amount of stimulation, multiplied by the very public setting as I was fondled. Even though the property was secluded, just being inside made me feel more exposed and even more turned on. People laughed at my open horniness with each moan and groan.

For a rare brief moment I had a second to catch my breath and glanced at the mob surrounding me. People pressed on me from every side, and those who couldn’t reach me had their phones out and were snapping pictures without abandon. I whimpered at the sound of cameras going off. I could only hope that they would keep to Caroline’s instructions.

“Move,” Caroline commanded.

I shuffled forward, slowly, as people explored my body.

I tried to keep track of how many hands were touching me at once and where, but it was nearly impossible with my head down and my eyes on the ground. I’m not sure why I bothered—it wasn’t like there was anything I could do about it. My focus on the violation of my body did, however, constantly remind me that I was naked and being fondled by people I knew. I couldn’t shut my brain down or numb myself to my humiliating reality. Up until this point, my willing humiliation was an open secret, but a secret nonetheless. Now it was completely open, public knowledge.

Someone out of my sight reached over and pinched my swollen pussy lips, hard. While my pussy had been constantly violated for the past few minutes, this one felt different. Intimate. Personal.

And it stung. “H-hey!” I yelped.

Caroline’s hand seemed to come out of nowhere, smacking me across the face.

I moaned and whimpered like a wounded animal. “I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

She smacked me again, on the other cheek. I fell quiet, my cheeks burning and flushed.

“Good girls stay quiet. Are you a good girl?”

“Y-yes.”

“‘Yes’ what?”

“Yes, I’m a good girl, Miss Caroline.”

“Are you a good slutty pet?”

“I’m a good slutty pet.

She placed a hand on my back. “Good. Now, for your bad behavior, I believe you deserved to be punished. What do you think, pet?”

“Yes. I deserve to be punished, Miss Caroline.”

“Good. And I think it’s only fair that the person who you raised your voice to gets to give the punishment.”

I whimpered, the idea of a boy having free rein of any punishment nerve-wracking. I wasn’t sure if I was allowed, but I snuck a glance at the boy who would be determining my punishment.

My heart dropped.

It was Jackson.

[Bucket]

Thanks for the new chapter, Jastes.

I will read very soon. I know you said you plan on the sequel being somewhat short, but considering just how epic MFAN was, I'm hoping you reconsider and make this relatively long too. Either way, I cannot wait to read this! I'll wait for another chapter or two before reading.

[IronSloth]

Awesome, thanks for the update!

[Bucket]

Finally got around to reading this, and thorough enjoyed it as I thought I would! Hope there are many chapters more to come!

[Hooked6]

This is one of my favorite stories and usually sequels never live up to the original but in this case I am thrilled to say you are outdoing yourself. You have managed to capture the tension, humiliation and excitement with such talent that I can hardly wait to see what happens next.

Hooked6