[DeepInnerFreak]

The Apartment

Chapter Five

Aimee woke up the next morning, needing a little time to remember where she was as she looked around at the unfamiliar space that was now her bedroom. She rolled over, cancelled the alarm on her phone before rolling onto her back and looking up at the ceiling. Realising she had slept naked, something she never did, she began recalling the events of last night.

“I’m really not sure about this” Aimee thought to herself. “I don’t really have much of a choice though, I can’t have anyone I know see that clip and anyway this apartment was a heck of a steal, I couldn’t afford to live in many other places. I guess being naked is a small price to pay, and I suppose it’s kinda hot”.

Aimee reached under the sheet. “Fuck, I’m so horny”, she murmured as she slipped her hand between her legs to attend to her pussy craving attention. “Shit, I’m soaking. I’ve never woken up so wet before. “Did I not cum last night? Oh no, that’s right, I was going to but I was too exhausted and I must have crashed out. At least Bethany gave me my sheets, that’s something at least". Aimee looked over at her phone, “urgh I don’t have enough time to play, I’ll play in the shower to cut down on time".

Aimee sat up and shuffled out of bed, walking across her room and opening her door.

“Morning, naked girl”, Bethany said smiling from across the living room where she stood leaned over the kitchen island having just made a pot of coffee.

Aimee looked across the dimness of the living space over to the kitchen. It was still early morning and the sun hadn’t risen yet. The blinds were still closed, covering the windows and the only light in the room were a few small spotlights emanating from under the wall cupboards in the kitchen. She saw Bethany sitting on one of the stools by the counter wearing a purple heart print lace romper covered with a silk pink kimono opened at the front. It looked really cute and made Aimee feel even more exposed, seeing her housemate clothed. Aimee instinctively moved both her hands over her pussy, with her arms hiding her hard nipples and the middle of her breasts as she walked over to the kitchen to join her flatmate.

“Uh huh, Aimee, no covering. You know I like looking at you”.

Aimee slowly moved her hands to her sides as she entered the kitchen area, revealing her nakedness and feeling very self conscious, before grabbing a mug and pouring herself a coffee from the freshly made pot.

“Good girl, how was your sleep?” Bethany enquired as she looked over her naked housemate’s body.

“Not bad thanks, I don’t really remember falling asleep but I feel well rested”.

“I’m not surprised, you seemed pretty tired. What time do you have to be at work?”

“I have to leave in about an hour”, explained Aimee as she drank her coffee, “Did you sleep well?”.

“Oh I did”, Bethany walked past Aimee, smacking her exposed nude butt playfully as she made her way over to the sofa where she had some paperwork sprawled out across the coffee table.

Aimee jumped at the touch, letting out a small “ahh”. Although it wasn’t a hard smack, she was taken back at Bethany’s forwardness.

“Your body is mine, Aimee”. Bethany responded to Aimme’s reaction, as she began to pay more attention to her paperwork than the naked girl in the apartment. “It’s mine to look at, to touch and to use however I want”.

Aimee looked across at her house mate as she drank her coffee from behind the safety of the kitchen island. “I said I’d stay naked but I don’t remember agreeing to her owning my body”, Aimee contemplated.

“I had a delicious orgasm, thinking about what you did for me last night and what you’ll be doing when you get home”, Bethany continued. “I think that is what helped me fall asleep”.

Aimee’s ears perked up at the word orgasm. She was so desperately in need of one. Her wet aching pussy was screaming for attention. It wasn’t helped by the smack on her butt. Aimee felt her face warm up at the thought that another girl masturbated whilst thinking of her. “Um, what will we be doing tonight?” she asked sheepishly.

“Don’t focus on tonight, just concentrate on getting ready for work. I’ve put the clothes I’d like you to wear in the chest”.

Aimee looked over to the chest at the front door, remembering Bethany’s rule that had been explained to her the previous night.

“Um, thanks”, Aimee said, still unsure of her comfort with the idea. “I hope she’s chosen something sensible for my first day at work”, she anticipated internally.

Aimee finished her coffee and wandered over to see what Bethany was doing.

“That looks involved”, Aimee commented as she saw the papers of what appeared to be lists, graphs and spreadsheets occupying Bethany’s attention.

“Yeah, we have taken on a new supplier and we’re moving the store around to accommodate their stock”, explained Bethany as she worked her way through the material, making notes as she did.

“That sounds exciting”.

With only an uninterested “hmm” from Bethany as a response, the paperwork now occupying her, Aimee made her way to the bathroom opposite and went to close the door.

“Aimee”, bellowed Bethany’s voice.

Aimee pulled the door open slightly to see what was wrong, popping her head out.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t close the door”.

Aimee looked at Bethany staring at her. “What do you mean?” Aimee responded, confused.

“I want to be able to see you all the time, so no closing doors from now on”.

Aimee didn’t understand. “She already sees me, I’m naked in front of her. She’s seen all of me, even touched my pussy and butt. It’s not like I’ve just come in here to get away from her, I obviously need some privacy”, Aimee said to herself.

“I, um, just needed to pee”, Aimee explained.

“I don’t care”, responded Bethany, standing up from the sofa and making her way over to the bathroom where Aimee stood behind the door naked. “I don’t want you hiding yourself from me regardless of what you are doing”.

Bethany pushed open the door, with Aimee offering little resistance knowing any opposition was pointless and would only result in her being exposed to someone she knew.

“No covering up, no closing doors. If you need to shower, pee or whatever, you do not hide yourself, your body belongs to me, is that clear?”

Aimee looked at Bethany like a rabbit in headlights. “Are you serious?”.

Bethany looked at Aimee dead in the eyes. “Deadly”.

“Shit”, Aimee pondered, “she isn’t joking”.

“Do I need to give you some additional motivation again, Aimee”.

“No, please, I’ll do it, it’s fine”, Aimee quickly conceded as she knew Bethany was referring to the video clip from last night.

“Good girl, go do your thing then”.

“Oh god this is even worse now” Aimee contemplated, “Now she’s actually in here with me, I’m never going to be able to go with her standing over me”.

Aimee turned her back on Bethany, pulled up the lid, turned back around facing her flatmate and sat on the seat of the toilet.

“Spread your legs, there’s a good girl, no covering up remember”

Aimee blushed, looking up at Bethany and opened her legs wide, revealing her pink little pussy slit, normally hidden by her neat pubic hair.

“Well go on then”, commanded Bethany, “the sooner you start the sooner it will be over”.

Aimee tried to go but there was a block, she pushed but nothing was coming out.

Bethany smiled down at her naked flatmate, “shy?”.

Aimee looked down in humiliation and nodded.

Bethany leaned across to the sink, turned on the tap. “There, that should help”.

The sound of the running water definitely made the urge to pee more intense for Aimee, but it was still no good as the pair waited awkwardly for the imminent release.

“Try closing your eyes”, suggested Bethany, as she backed up a little to reduce the intimidation. “Pretend that I am not here, the door is closed and you’re all by yourself”.

Aimee closed her eyes imagining she was alone. The noise of the running water kicked in and after a few seconds she felt the flow move through her body naturally and she began to pee.

Aimee let out a small sigh as she started, such was the need. Blocking out that her flatmate was there watching her, she allowed her mind to be drawn to the satisfaction her body was feeling at the release. Fully concentrating on her stream mirroring the cascade from the sink as it hit the water in the pan underneath her. With her eyes closed she was more aware of the strong smell of her morning pee as it steamed up and the warm temperature of it too. “That feels good”, Aimee thought to herself as she came to the end and the last few droplets trickled out, dribbling over her pussy. Not ready to face reality just yet, Aimee sat there, eyes closed, legs wide open trying to buy as much time as she could before she had to engage with the world again.

“Such a good girl, so clever for me”.

Bethany’s word snapped Aimee back into reality. She opened her eyes, and looked up at Bethany who was standing a couple of feet away, with her phone in her hand pointed right at her.

“Oh my god, what are you doing?” cried Aimee, hoping for dear life that it wasn’t what it looked like.

“Chill, Aimee”, Bethany answered, putting her phone down the bosom of her romper. “I was just getting some more additional motivation to help things along”.

Aimee stared at Bethany in disbelief.

Bethany reached for some toilet paper and reached in between Aimee’s still spread legs and wiped her pussy, teasing her clit as she did.

“Nghh”, Aimee let out a little moan at the touch of her flatmate interacting with her needy swollen little clit.

“Good girl”, now get ready for work, you don’t have long and you don’t want to be late on your first day do you?”.

Still annoyed that Bethany had once again violated her privacy by recording her, she was distracted by Bethany’s words. She was right, time was getting on and she still needed to shower, put on her make-up and get dressed in whatever items Bethany had chosen for her. She looked across to the rail in the bathroom and noticed there was no towel for her.

“Um, please may I have a towel for my shower” asked Aimee, embarrassed she had to ask for such a basic item.

“Of course, I’ll leave it on the rail on my way out. I dug out your toiletries from your luggage and put them in the shower so you feel more at home.

“Thank you”, Aimee said gratefully as she put her legs together, got up from the toilet and flushed.

Bethany left the room to go and get ready for work herself. Aimee turned off the sink, walked over to the shower and turned it on.

Standing under the warm water in the shower, Aimee decided she did not have time to dry her hair if she was to wash it. She’d washed it the previous night anyway. Instead Aimee focused on the more pressing situation between her legs. Her body felt sensitive to touch as she lathered up her body wash over herself. Running her hands over her neck, lower back and butt before teasing her breasts and pinching on her nipples.

“Oh god that feels good”, Aimee internally enjoyed as she closed her eyes and allowed her hands to motion over her tummy and down to her desperate pussy. She allowed her soapy fingers to glide through her slit, teasing her clit as she raised one foot onto tiptoes to get better access before pushing herself inside, massaging her g-spot. “Mmm, ohh, nghh”. Aimee lost track of time as she stood in the warm fast jet of water covering her body as she masturbated, forgetting the door was open.

“I’m guessing you didn’t enjoy an orgasm last night?”

Aimee stopped and looked over and saw Bethany, dressed smartly for work folding a towel over the rail.

“Oh fuck” thought Aimee, “How much of that did she see? How much did she hear? What was I even doing?”.

“Um, I think I crashed out before I could”, replied Aimee, blushing profusely.

“Well you’ll be a good girl for me and you won’t cum before work”.

Aimee felt disappointed, she was so close and the need was distracting. Her clit was throbbing hard and she felt so desperate to climax. She knew she had no choice but to comply though.

“Oh and while you’re in there you’ll get rid of that lump of hair between your legs, I want to be able to see your pussy properly when you get home”.

Aimee paused. She had never shaved her pussy before. She had always been very proud of the way she styled her pubic hair. It made her feel like a woman and liked the way it felt when she touched herself. Besides, she wouldn’t even know where to start.

“I um, really don’t want to”, Aimee replied after giving it considerate thought in the short time she had.

“I don’t care what you want” retorted Bethany as she left the bathroom. “Your body belongs to me now, remember? Get it off or you will not enjoy the consequences” she said loudly as her voice disappeared into the distance.

Aimee heard the front door close giving her no opportunity to challenge Bethany’s demand.

“Urrrggggh, for fuck’s sake”, Aimee yelled frustratingly.

Aimee lathered up her pubic hair with body wash and began desperately shaving it with her Bic razor, ordinarily used for her armpits and legs.

Knowing she had little time, Aimee did what she could and stepped out of the shower, dried herself and looked at her handy work in the mirror.

Her pussy was patchy, some of the hair she missed entirely though she could definitely make out what it would look like had she been given more time. She felt like she had ruined herself. Neither was it nice and smooth like in the porn clips she had seen, nor was it pretty and well kept like she preferred.

“It’ll have to do” she said as she turned around and walked into the lounge and over to the chest by the front door.

Aimee opened the chest. Inside were some clothes with a padlock placed on top. She scooped out the garments before dropping the towel in and locking the lid with the padlock as requested by Bethany.

Aimee wasn’t disappointed at all. Bethany had picked out her comfy trainers, small white ankle socks, skinny jeans which made her bum look good, her long sleeve white top with rounded neck and a white bra.

“I couldn’t have picked a better suited outfit for my first day” Aimee thought to herself. However as she scanned through the clothes a second time she noticed something missing.

“Huh, where are my panties?”

Aimee paused and thought for a second.

“Oh, they must have fallen off when I scooped up the clothes, I bet they are still in the chest”.

Then Aimee realised she had already locked the chest shut.

“Fuck, you idiot, Aimee!”

She deliberated for a second before deciding she would go in search of her panties. “I couldn’t possibly go to work without them on” she told herself.

Aimee made her way to Bethany’s bedroom where she knew her clothes were being kept and opened the door.

The room was at least twice the size of Aimee’s room. With a door on the far right backing onto the utility room that looked like it was the en-suite bathroom Bethany had mentioned, a double bed with two bedside tables, a large glass wall with a set of doors that looked like it led out to a balcony and full blown mirrored wardrobe running down the left hand wall.

“My clothes must be in here” she concluded as she slid open the wardrobe doors but with no success as she eyed through the contents not wanting to disturb anything. Aimee started to panic a little, looking under the bed and even in the en-suite which looked even more stunning than the communal bathroom.

Despite her initial search, she was unable to see any sign of her luggage. With the time pressing on she realised she was going to be late to work if she didn’t leave now. Aimee closed up the wardrobe and rushed out of the room.

“Fuuuucccckkk” she screamed, cursing herself for locking her panties in the chest as she walked back over to her clothes. Aimee put on the bra and socks before pulling on her tight jeans and lifting the top over her head and pulling it over her slender body.

She sat down on the floor to put on her trainers, already feeling strange that she was now covered and no longer naked. “I’ll have to do my makeup on the commute somehow” realising she had run out of time.

As she stood up and walked over to the front door she felt it. An impossible to ignore teasing from the seam of her jeans against her sensitive swollen clit.

“Oh geez, this is going to be a long day”.