Pantyhose Captive's Wife and Criminal Humiliation

“Why the hell would you be on his side?”

Jay’s voice was a strained bark, cutting through the low hum of the evening news. On the screen, a pixelated photo of a dark-haired, dangerously handsome man named Luigi Moretti flashed beside a scrolling bulletin about his escape.

Nikki didn’t look away from the TV. She stretched her legs out on the ottoman, the sheer, shimmering suntan of her pantyhose catching the light. She’d just gotten home from work, her open toed chunky heels kicked off by the chair, the nylon whispering with that hosed swishing sound as she crossed her ankles.

“Because he’s hot, and honestly I think he's a damn good, looking man, and apparently, I'm not the only one who seems to think that, seeing how a ton of women send him letters in jail according to one of my crime shows." And not only that I think he’s innocent and doesn't deserve to be in jail they never proved it was him, and they illegally searched him.”

“Innocent?" What the hell are you talking about he did it, you watch to many of those crime shows!" Besides, the report said how He tied up two guards!" And left them all tied up and gagged in the back of the van that they were transporting him in!” I hope the cops find him and take him back to jail!"

“Mmm, resourceful, and smart, getting the guards out of the way, what was he supposed to do with them!" Besides it never said anything about them being tied up and gagged!” That's just your perverted Ness coming out, they only said 'believed to being held hostage' but I'm sure he's smart enough to gag them if he did tie them up!" I mean you wouldn't just leave them tied up, he'd have to gag them, so they couldn't cry out for help, he wouldn't want anybody to find them!" "Duuhhh!" She finally glanced at Jay, a slight disgusted look on her face. “Oh, who are you trying to fool you're loving every minute of hearing that!" And those uniforms the guards have to wear are so sexist and ridiculous making those poor guards to wear skirts and the God damn suntan pantyhose you love."

" I guarantee you probably are wishing you were right there in the back of that van all tied up and gagged yourself and so you can see them that way, with their fucking pantyhose feet perv!" You would love that, the only thing missing would be you all dressed up like them as a woman with your pantyhose and all of your bullshit on!" Plus, who knows maybe they secretly loved it just like you do, friggin pervert.”

Jay stared, his face flushing. This was a familiar dance. Her provocations. His flustered denials. But tonight felt… sharper, harsher. And he was flustered cause he knew she was right in everything she was saying!

BAM. BAM. BAM.

A thunderous knock at the front door froze them both.

Her eyes widened, not with fear, but with a dark, glittering excitement." Oh no maybe that's him and your little fantasy will finally come true, what would you do then," she whispered. And before he could stop her, she padded on silent, in her pantyhose, sheathed feet to the door.

Jay saw her peer through the glass of the door. He saw her breath catch. He saw her hand, trembling slightly, turn the deadbolt and open the door.

The door being shoved open and the very man from the television filled the doorway. Luigi Moretti was taller in person, his white shirt torn and stained, his jaw shadowed with stubble, a handgun in his hands. His eyes, a stormy grey, swept past Nikki to lock on Jay.

“I need… a place to hide." Do not yell for help, or try to scream just relax,” Luigi said, his voice a low, but demanding rumble. He stepped inside, as Nikki closed the door with a soft click.

Jay’s mouth went dry. “What the hell, —” as Jay got up, not thinking clearly, forgetting about his phone right there on the table. "Freeze get your fucking hands up both of you, just what do you think you're going to do asshole," as Luigi's attention turned to Jay!

“No,” Nikki interrupted, placing herself between Jay and the escaped convict. She looked up at Luigi, her posture submissive but her eyes blazing. “I’m on your side." I want to help you really; I do trust me." But listen, here's the God's honest truth." He might be a problem.” She jerked a thumb at Jay. “He’ll try calling the cops the second you turn your back or the first chance he gets.”

Luigi’s gaze flicked between them slightly confused how fast she was turning on her husband but at the same time calculating. “That's not going happen, nobody is calling any anybody!” "Just both of you do as your told and I won't hurt you, but I am going to have to tie up and gag both of you, until I can get out of here!"

Nikki’s smile returned, wicked and intimate. "No wait I really am on your side we were just talking about it because we saw you escaped on the tv." I will help you I swear and I can't do that if you have me all tied up!" But I do think we should worry about him, so we should tie him up so he can't do anything stupid." “I say we tie him up." Gag him." Put him somewhere he can’t cause trouble, then we can figure out what to do next.” She leaned closer to Luigi, dropping her voice to a conspiratorial murmur. “And… I think you should know, trust me he’ll probably like it." He has some umm… some specific tastes.”

“Nikki, what the hell are you doing,” Jay mumbled between his lips not believing what he was hearing.

She looked at Jay and his face of fear and confusion, her words now pouring out to Luigi in a hushed, hurried stream. "Trust me he got some really weird umm fetishes!" He loves pantyhose." I mean loves them he's Obsessed." Loves seeing women's feet in them the whole bit." He’s got a whole secret drawer of… other things as well!" Women’s things!" See he likes all this sort of shit, he's always asking me to dress him up like a woman." Then to be tied up." The damsel in distress.” She spat the last phrase with a mix of contempt and thrilling cruelty. “I know you probably don't believe me, but it's the truth, he’s a pathetic, little secret crossdresser and wants to be all bound and gagged trust me." Let me show you.”

Paralyzed by shock and a shameful traitorous heat flooding his gut, Jay could only watch as he was told to keep his hands up and forced to the bedroom as Nikki led Luigi to their bedroom. Where the chest holding all of his secrets was opened to Luigi who just smirked same as Nikki as they formed some little bond!

"Trust me you'd be doing me a favor." I guarantee after seeing the report about you escaping, I'm sure he was going to ask me to play one of his little perverted games tonight!"

Nikki with a smile on her face, and still without a bit of hesitation, " I think we .... sorry, you should make him put on his little outfit before you make me get him all tied up and gag his mouth!" That way he wouldn't be so willing to give us any trouble or do something stupid!" I mean I highly doubt he would want anybody to find him like that, after he's tied up!" You know, sort of get him Bagged, Tagged, and Gagged kind of thing, and that way we can keep him under control!" "I mean just imagine his humiliation if the cops or somebody else found him like that, how could he even begin to explain it all, being all helplessly tied up and gagged wearing woman's clothes!" You get what I'm saying right!" As she winked and her smile to Luigi grew!

“Please,” Jay whispered.

“Shhh,” Nikki cooed, walking over to him. “You always wanted this, and are always making me do this crap, Jay!" Now you’re going to get your wish, just like the old saying, "be careful what you wish for!” Her hand lightly smacking his face. “And besides you’ve always wanted to be the pretty, helpless little damsel in distress all tied up and gagged by robbers or a bad guy." Yeah, I know, it's not your first choice because you want it to be a bunch of women wearing pantyhose doing it to you!" But hey, life's tough, can't always get what we want, can we now!" You always said you wanted it to be real, well, it doesn't get no realer than this sweetie!" Were actually giving you a gift here dear.” "Personally I think you should be a little bit more grateful to us both!" As she winked again to her new friend.

Luigi, with a wave of the gun, and a nod to Nikki, telling her to lets get this over with!

What followed was a blur of humiliating, precise action. Nikki, started to put their plan in action, while Luigi’s held the gun on him, she stripped Jay’s clothes off. Then dressing him up, first the pantyhose the fabric clinging to his skin. She pulled the sheer suntan pantyhose up his legs, the hose clinging tightly, shhhhhlick, over his thighs and calves. Each touch from Nikki was a betrayal, each rough grip and action, a lead into the further promise of the danger about to come to him.

He was forced into a bra as Nikki stuffed it full of the fake tits, then the dress was put on him finishing his deep humiliation to Nikki's delight.

Then Luigi saying, "alright let's get the second part over with and wrap up getting this loser out of the way!"

"You got some rope to get him tied up with!"...... " You bet your ass we do, down in the garage is where he keeps all of his supplies" Nikki answering Luigi!

  Jay’s eyes widened as Luigi grabbed him roughly by the arm, the gun pressed firmly against his ribs. “Move,” Luigi growled, his voice low and dangerous. As he shoved Jay into the hallway and Nikki then continued to push him down the hallway thru the kitchen and towards the cellar, Luigi always following close behind, never more than a step behind her. Nikki continued pushing him towards his now inescapable gathering storm of imminent danger, the writing on the wall what's going to happen next, a smirk playing on her lips.

“Where are we going?” Jay stammered, his voice trembling as if he didn't know the looming doom, to what was going to happen next. The reality setting in on him!

“Shut up,” Luigi snapped, as Nikki kept shoving him forward. “Basement. Now.” She told him.

Jay stumbled down the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest, his pantyhose feet were slipping as he was forced down them. The basement was dimly lit, the air thick with the musty scent of old boxes, and dirty laundry and forgotten belongings. Nikki pushed him towards the garage as she stated, " there's some rope and duct tape out in the garage," as she then grabbed a pile of rope off the hook, and duct tape from the shelf!" We need to hide him somewhere safe where he won't be heard or found!" "Back in the laundry room is probably the best place to get him tied and gag, and he'll be out of our way," Nikki stated proudly with a smile! "

Nikki taunting Jay with the rope, running it through her hands with a deliberateness that made Jay’s stomach churn. Then Nikki started guiding Jay towards laundry room “Let’s make this quick,” she said, her voice cold!

Now all three of them in the laundry room, “Nikki, please—” Jay’s plea was cut short as she yanked his arms behind his back, the roughness of the rope biting into his skin.

“Shut the hell up,” Luigi hissed, Nikki winding the rope tightly around Jay’s wrists. The friction burned as the rope was pulled and the knot made tight, ensuring there was no chance of escape." Get on the floor bitch boy," Nikki demanded, making him sit down by the washing machine!

Nikki knelt down in front of him, her hands working deftly quick to secure his ankles. “We’re doing this for your own good, Jay,” she said, her tone mockingly sweet. " You're the one who would call the cops, we can't have that now can we?" “You wouldn’t want him or me getting caught, would you?” This is all your own doing and your fault, maybe you should have just played along and let me help him!"

Jay winced as the rope dug into his flesh. “Besides it seems like you're enjoying this too much,” Nikki stated in a smartass voice, then giving a hard flick of her fingers to his dick, then another to his balls, all he could do is muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nikki laughed softly, standing up to survey her work. As she then grabbed more rope just like so many times before when they would play the bondage games that Jay made her do! As she then tied tightly more rope around his knees knotting it tight, then added rope around his chest pinning his arms in and tied it securely! Jokingly saying "so how do you feel about your little fanasty becoming reality now honey?" as she cinched his hands to his feet semi hog tying him!

Luigi grabbed the roll of duct tape from the pile of left over rope and tossed it to Nikki. "Gag him and make sure you gag him good!" Make it so he won't be able to make a sound, let alone cry out for help or get anybody's attention!"

"I told you he wasn't that dumb and was intuitive." I mean let's look at this whole thing, JAY...., look at the position he's in, and look at the position you're about to be in!!!"....

“Open wide,” she ordered, holding the tape, and two pairs of her dirty pantyhose, she grabbed from off the laundry room floor!

Jay shook his head, his eyes pleading. “No, Nikki please—”

But before he could protest further, Nikki shoved a pair of the used pantyhose stuffing them into his mouth, then shoving them in deeper with her fingers. Grabbing the second pair and used them to tie around his head shoving the first pair even further into his mouth, wrapping them around several times. With the feet of the pantyhose being tied in the front right near his nose, gagging him effectively.

Then she slapped the duct tape over his mouth, yanking it back and wrapping it around a bunch of times, so many times he even lost count 'wwrrcck wwrreecck wwrrccckk crrrwwkkk' sealing his mouth shut with a finality that left Jay trembling. And a foot of the dirty pantyhose peeking out from under the tape right against his nose, leaving him completely helpless, gagged, and just as humiliated!

Nikki knelt down in front of Jay, her pantyhose legs brushing against his, her smirk widening as she looked him over. “You should see the look on your face right now, Jay,” she whispered, her voice dripping with mockery. “Pathetic, isn’t it?” She ran a finger along his cheek, tracing the edge of the duct tape that sealed his gag. “All tied up, dressed like a little girl, and helpless." This is your dream come true, isn’t it bitch?" Or is this all just too real for you now?”

“See?” Nikki whispered in his ear, her breath hot. As she grabbed a handful of his pantyhose pulling them up and snapping them back, “All trussed up in your pretty pantyhose and dress, with your mouth stuffed and gagged, just how you’ve always wanted it.”

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear, and her pantyhose leg rubbing against his harder, as she taunted him further. “You always wanted this, didn’t you?" To be the little bitch damsel in distress, all trussed up and powerless to move or be able say a word." Well, here you are, sweetie." No more fantasies, this is as real as it gets.” Her breath was hot against his skin, making him squirm in his restraints.

Nikki pulled on the ropes around his torso, pulling them so tight they dug into his flesh. “You love this, don’t lie,” she hissed, her voice low and cruel. “I can see it in your eyes." You’re trembling, not from fear, but from excitement." Admit it you’ve never been more turned on in your life.” "Look at him he's got a hard on, told you so, told you I wasn't lying about him honey." saying to Luigi as she winked to Luigi as well! .....

She stood back, and surveyed her work. “Perfect,” she said with a wicked grin. “Now you’re nice and snug." No chance of escape, no chance of ruining our plans." You’re just going to sit here and think about how much you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?" My little pantyhose princess.” As she started rubbing one of her pantyhose feet all over his face and smashing it against his nose, making him smell it!

Her laughter echoed in the room as she stepped back, leaving Jay bound, gagged, and utterly humiliated. The ropes cut into his skin, the pantyhose clung tightly to his legs, and the muffled sounds of his gagged mouth, Nikki’s taunts lingered in his ears. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the reality of his situation, but the shame and arousal coursing through him were impossible to ignore.

“Enjoy yourself, Jay,” Nikki said as she turned to leave grabbing Luigi by the hand. “We’ll be back soon to check on you." Try not to get too excited while we’re gone loser!” With that final jab, she began to walk out of the room with her criminal hero, who she had a crush on, getting ready to leave Jay alone with his thoughts and the tight embrace of the ropes that bound him.

There he sat bound and gagged against the washing machine unable to move an inch and completely silenced by the gag keeping him utterly silent and helpless. Surrounded by Nikki's dirty laundry, which also included a bunch of her dirty socks, Bras, and used worn panties, and her dirty pantyhose, as the smell of feet, her musky smell, and her most intimate juices from all of them began to fill his nostrils!.....

But Nikki couldn't help herself and had to come back for one more poke and insult against the helplessly bound and gagged husband, and to show Luigi even more loyalty, Nikki leaned down close to Jay’s ear, her breath hot against his cheek. “Don’t try anything stupid you know we can make it worst on you,” laughing she whispered. “We’ll be back soon.”

With that, they left him there, the door ajar, shivering and helpless, the sound of their footsteps fading as they disappeared up the stairs. Jay closed his eyes, the weight of his situation pressing down on him like a suffocating blanket.

After Nikki and Luigi got upstairs laughter following them all the way up! Jay hearing everything, including them talking about him, saying how pathetic he looked, and it was adding to the humiliation!

Other sounds started not long after. Muffled through the floorboards. First, just murmurs. Then Nikki’s laugh, high and free. Then… other sounds. The soft thump of a body against a wall. A low, male groan. The wet, slick sound of a deep, open, mouthed kiss. Slurp. Mmmm sllurp hmm gluck gluck mmuuaahh gluck. Followed by what sounded like a banging against the wall like someone was getting slammed up against it over and over, with what were clearly now sex sounds!

The moaning and screams of pleasure filling the silence, went on for what seemed like a lifetime, but was more really like 15 minutes 'sllrrpp gluck slrrp' only to be followed by Nikki asking Luigi, "what's wrong baby, what's the matter!" Luigi sounding back, "I'm just nervous of getting caught, and about the cops!" Followed by Nikki telling him "Relax baby, I can make you relax" followed by loud gagging, slurping choking sounds, Nikki was obviously sucking his dick now and from the sounds she made, it must have been huge!

Jay strained against the ropes, the pantyhose on his legs rustling as he struggled. He heard Nikki moan, clearly both of them back to kissing, and having sex again. “Oh, God… yes, yes, oh fuck yeah don't stop…God you're so hot, fuck me fuck me harder baby” as she was getting slammed, unmistakable from the banging sound on the wall, and skin slapping against one another, the noises making it clear! 'Slap, slap, slap gluck, slap, slap,gluck!!!....

Ding-dong.

The doorbell. Sudden, piercing.

The sounds upstairs stopped. Jay heard frantic whispering, then Nikki’s voice, pitched high with false cheer. “Coming!”

He heard new voices. Female. Shelly and Paige, Nikki’s coworkers.

“Surprise! We were in the neighborhood, thought we’d grab a drink!” one chirped.

“Oh!" Wow!" Come in, I guess…” Nikki’s voice was strained and confused sounding.

Jay tried to scream. The pantyhose gag absorbed all but a desperate, nasal whine. "Mmmnnn! Mmmnnnph!" He rocked against the ropes and struggled violently. Thump, thump, thump, against the washing machine desperately trying to get their attention.

Both Shelly and Paige were still dressed up from work as well, and both were known to dress let's say a little bit provocative, pushing the limit of what's appropriate to be worn in an office setting and dressed borderline slutty, and both wearing suntan pantyhose as well. Kicking off their heels before they entered seeing Nikki in her pantyhose feet assuming they should do the same to be polite, and were tired of wearing them same as Nikki...

Both Shelly and Paige now with confused and shocked looks on their faces, "Who’s your friend, Nikki?” Paige’s voice, sharper.

“This is… Luigi." Just a friend." From school.”

“Where’s Jay?”

“Oh, he’s…he's working late." A sudden thing, got called in, some emergency or some shit.”

Jay still trying to get their attention thru all the small talk and sounds coming from upstairs, he was fully frustrated he couldn't, over the noise upstairs!

Soon Jay heard some small talk, then hearing the clink of glasses, the pouring of liquor. The conversation continued for a while never allowing him to be heard from the cellar. Tired from all the struggling and useless sounds that couldn't escape his gag, made him hopeless and he began to give up hope!

But once in a while there would be break in the conversation, and it would slow, which would reignite his struggling and he would try to cry out for help threw the massive gag silencing him, and desperately wanted to be found and rescued! But also wrestled with the fact of his situation, of being tied and gagged dressed as a women worried him, if he was to be found, and how would he explain it all! But he was more desperate to get loose! ....

“So, ‘Luigi,’” Shelly said, skepticism dripping. “What brings you to town?”

Thump. Bang.

Jay rocked against the washer again.

“What was that?” Paige asked.

“Oh Nothing!" Just The furnace,” Nikki said, way too quickly. “It’s old." Makes lots of noises, all the time.”

“Sounded like something else, it clearly came from downstairs, but it certainly didn't sound like a furnace?” There it is again," Shelly continued to press. "Are you sure that's what it was?" Listen sounds like, muffled sounds as well, almost like a muffled speech or something, are you sure Jay isn't here?"

Nikki stating with a slight laugh "What do you guys think is down there?" What like we got Jay down there and we have him all tied up and gagged, I told you he's at work!" As she started to laugh harder trying to cover it up in a joking manor, " You guys caught us, we've got him tied up all nice and tight and we stuffed his mouth then we gagged him and shoved him in the corner!" Relax its just the heater, not poor Jay being all bound, and tied up with his mouth gagged!"

Luigi trying to cover up the sounds as well began to talk over them “It’s just a basement." Storage you know, stuff like that nothing to worry about." Dusty old basement really, it's nothing let's have another drink.” Luigi’s voice, trying for calm.

Paige even more suspicious now, " how would you know what's down in Jay and Nikkis cellar?"

Now hearing this Jay continued THUMP. THUMP-THUMP. "HHLLPPGGHH HHLLPPGHH MMMFFGGHH TTHHYYYGGH GGGTTTGHHH MMMEEGGHH TTYYDDDGGGHH UUUPPGGFF AANNHHH GGAAGGDD IINNGGHH CCCLLLRRRPPGGH!"

Jay was throwing his weight now, the washers legs scraping on concrete. Skreeeek skkrreeekk. "mmppggh mmffgghh ppllghh hhllppgghh!"

“That is not a furnace,” Paige stated. Her voice was moving. Towards the cellar door. " What's really going on Nikki, somethings up you seem off!" “I think we should maybe go check it out, something's really weird with all this." I swear I heard a… a whimpering, like muffled speech.” " Like a muffled cry for help!!"

Shelly joining her " yeah, I hear it too, like someone is trying to talk but can't, and the banging!"

Jay desperate to be heard, "PPLLLGGHHH TTHHYYGGHH TTYYDDGGH MMMEGHHH UUUUPPGHH NNNGGHH GGAGGGDDPPHH MMEEGGH INNNGHH THHGHH BBAASSGGHHMMNNTT!"

“No, really, you shouldn’t—” Nikki’s protest was cut off by Paige and Shelly ignoring her and heading down into the cellar, her eyes opening wide, as she looks over too Luigi.

Jay heard the click of the cellar door opening. Light from the kitchen spilled down the stairs. Two silhouettes' shadows appeared from the top of the stairs on the floor outside the room he was being held hostage in! " Dddwwnnghhh Hrrghhh Immggh Tiigghh Uppghh Nnnghh Gaaagghh Thhggyy Ttiighh Mmghh Uppghh Iinghh Ccllrrrggh Ttthhyyggh Gggaaggdd Mmmeeghhh Ddwwnngghh Hhhrrghhh MMppghh Hhhllppghhh EEefffrrghhh Mmffghhh Eeerrffppghh!!!!"

Jay continued to cry out and cry for help the best he could thru the pantyhose and tape gag, until several pairs of footsteps could be heard creeping down the stairs, finally at the bottom of the stairs he could hear voices thru the door of the laundry room!

Followed by other louder and more rushed footsteps coming down the stairs! As the door creaked open, two silhouettes' shadows came from the light, into the barely lit laundry room, it was Shelly and Paige finally!

“Oh my God,” Shelly breathed.

“What the actual fuck, Nikki?” Paige’s voice was a knife.

They rushed into the room at first and towards what they couldn't believe they were seeing, their steps slow and stunned now. They stopped in front of him, their eyes wide, looking back and forth at one another, then focusing on Jays helpless predicament! Traveling from the duct tape over his mouth, down to the ropes crushing against his skin, and against his torso, to the sheer pantyhose encasing his trembling, crossed legs, the fear in his eyes, and the fake tits stuffed into a way to tight fitting dress. Then to the tiny piece of the pantyhose foot taped against his nose, making it clear his mouth was stuffed and gagged with pantyhose.

Paige asking Nikki, "what the hell is going on here, what the fuck is all this!" followed by Shelly asking, " what have you done, why is he all tied the fuck up like this, and dressed up as a woman, and why do you have him gagged, this is way to fucking nuts!"

Nikki trying to cover the best she could, her voice low and not filled with confidence, " Okay, ok, everybody needs to relax, and calm down, my god don't be so dramatic." "Jay wanted this and it's just a game."

Paige stunned at her answer " A game this certainly doesn't look like a game, what kind of game involves your husband being tied up, gagged in the cellar, pretty tight and painful looking, with what I'm clearly guessing are your pantyhose stuffed in his mouth, this doesn't seem like a game!" As she pinches the pantyhose foot sticking out of the top of the tape pulling on them slightly! "And why is he wearing a dress and pantyhose, with a bra and fake titties!" As she then lightly taps his fake breast.

Shelly shaking her head "Nikki what is up and who is this guy really?" And did he help you do this to him," my god this isn't making sense, WHY?"

Paige reached out a shaking hand and tried to peel a corner of the duct tape from his cheek. And realized it was too tight to unravel, so she continued to slip her fingers the best she could under the tape, as Shelly joined in trying to help her, until they could pull it down and slip it under his chin around his neck! Shelly then tugged the knotted, up pair of pantyhose from between Jays lips, and off the nape of the back of his neck, pulling them down letting them fall on top of the massive amount of tape. Then Paige pulling the soggy and now soaking wet ball of pantyhose from his mouth. It came free with a wet, sticky plop to the floor.

Jay sucked in a ragged, sobbing breath. “Help me please they tied me up and gagged me down here, please help, they've had me down here bound and gagged like this for over an hour now,” he croaked.

Shelly’s eyes darted between them, her sharp mind racing. “If it’s a game, Nikki, what’s the safe word?" What’s Jay’s safe word?”

Nikki faltered. “It’s… we didn’t use one tonight." He wanted it to be real.” he wanted to feel completely helpless, and hopeless of any chance being rescued!" "Right Hun, tell them this was all your ideal."

“Bullshit,” Paige spat. "And you,” she pointed at Luigi, “your story makes no sense." Old friend’?" From where school, and neither one of us ever heard Nikki mentioning you before?" Doing what is it exactly, that you're doing here?"

Shelly just stared, her gaze locked on the humiliating, erotic scene. “Nikki…” she whispered, looking back at her. “What have you done?” Like what really have you done?" AND WHAT THE ACTUALL FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?"..........