Lost in Fashion - Part 14.2

Jenny froze and tried to come up with a response as Amanda stood in the doorway holding her own soiled panties. Her stomach did somersaults. There was nothing she could say, once again her own recklessness had gotten her in over her head...this time, however, it was much much worse. She had basically violated her best friend, Amanda had taken her in, helped with her debts and Jenny had repayed her by using her as a fantasy figure in her ever more daring sex games.

Amanda broken the tense silence "What is this Jenny?"

Jenny visible flushed, her mind was a maelstrom...how could she explain her best friend finding her panties tucked under her pillow...realistically there was only one explanation and it wasn't anything you could just laugh off.

Jenny floundered "...I...it's..." but it was hopeless. Panicking she turned and fled not even caring about the scanty outfit she was wearing.

As she ran out of the apartment she heard Amanda shouting "Jenny? JENNY STOP" but it was too late. Jenny just needed to escape. "I'm sorry" she called as the door closed behind her

Amanda was left alone, she wondered about rushing after her. Jenny running away had not been part of the plan. She checked around the living room to make sure Jenny had her phone...she couldn't see it so that was something. It was now vital that she communicate with her friend if she were to rescue the situation.

Over the past days she had pushed Jenny firmly down the road to submissiveness using her friends and her twitter alter-ego. So far things had been going perfectly but this last torment was pretty brutal.

She picked up her own phone and dialled Jenny.

For her part Jenny was sat in a park about half a mile away hoping the ground would swallow her up. "Oh fuck" she thought "how could I be so stupid?". Her own guilty perversions had lead her here. Using Amanda as a pawn in hedonistic sex-games with her online domme. She genuinely didn't stand a chance. In reality Amanda was like a puppet master toying with her...she'd used hidden cameras, secret twitter accounts, Georgina and Professor LeVieux to keep Jenny heading powerlessly into her clutches.

She watched couples basking in the summer sun and groups of kids playing football as she contemplated her plight. Eventually she felt a vibrating in her waistband, she checked her phone...Amanda's name appeared on the screen. She closed her eyes and cursed herself once again. She wasn't ready to speak to her yet, the humiliation was too raw...instead she let the call go to voicemail and opened her secret Twitter account and started messaging @KtheDomme unaware that she was tweeting directly to Amanda

@KtheDomme I fucked up...Amanda found out about the panties

Back at the flat Amanda was just contemplating texting Jenny when her Twitter alert flashed up. She breathed a sigh of relief...in some ways having a supposedly anonymous conversation with the target of her affections was better than a one on one. She quickly replied

@FashionSlaveX I take it Amanda is your Mistress? Tell me everything

@KtheDomme it's all gone wrong. She found them in my room...i had to get out of there. I don't know what to do

@FashionSlaveX She threw you out? OMG I am stunned. So sorry kitten

@KtheDomme No I ran out. I am so embarrassed. I can't go back. I have messed it all up

@FashionSlaveX Seriously kitten, slow down. Did she say anything. We can work this out.

As soon as she sent the last tweet she sent a text message to Jenny's phone as well

"Jenny where are you...come back. We need to talk"

Jenny read both within seconds of each other. She sat there trying to focus on what she would do.

After a while she tweeted once again

@KtheDomme She said we need to talk. I just don't think I can face her.

@FashionSlaveX You definitely need to speak to her. You can't just never see her again.

@KtheDomme I feel terrible. She must think I am a little pervert.

Amanda smiled at that "Yes" she thought "MY little pervert". She replied

@FashionSlaveX kitten, what happened has happened. You just need to make sure it doesn't do permanent damage to your relationship

Before waiting for a reply Amanda texted Jenny again "At least let me know you are okay"

It was an utterly duplicitous scenario...Amanda ha been manipulating Jenny from the second she'd found out about her secret Twitter account. She didn't care, she always got what she wanted and she absolutely wanted Jenny.

Jenny read the text and felt even worse for making Amanda worried. She replied "I am okay. I promise...will speak to you in a bit. Am really sorry, J"

@KtheDomme she such a lovely person. I really don't deserve her. I need to step away from this D/s thing I think

Amanda grinned "Best of luck with that" she thought

@FashionSlaveX i understand, you care about people around you...but kitten is who you are though

@KtheDomme things have just gone crazy though. I need to get a grip.

And then

@KtheDomme i can't take risks with people around me. Especially those I really care about.

Amanda smiled, she actually felt a twinge of guilt for a second. She had to get Jenny back and acceoting of her dominance. She reminded herself what all this was about, she wanted Jenny for her own...to care for, to protect, to own. She knew it was fucked up but she didn't care.

She replied

@FashionSlaveX i understand kitten

As Jenny read that last tweet Amanda made her gamble

"kitten, COME HOME NOW. Love Mistress"

Jenny stared at the screen. That, she thought, was unexpected. She tried to process it all. What was clear, however, was that there was still a "home".

She stood up and walked back to Amanda's place.