Jessica - Grounded
by mereel

Jessica is Grounded, but Rachel has other ideas...

"Morning sunshine."

The noise pierced my sleep.

"Wha??, What time is it?" I grumbled.

"Eight AM."

"What? In the morning?"

I finally awoke enough to realise it was Rachel in my room, shaking me to get up.

"Well, yeah, that's generally what AM means" she replied snarkily.

"It's a Saturday, why could you possibly be waking me up at this time?"

"Best time of the day. C'mon, get up."

"You go to college, don't you sleep until like midday, at least?"

"Nah, I like to get up and go for a run in the morning. Best way to cure a hangover."

"Are you insane? That is not a good way to cure a hangover; it sounds like torture!"

"It's good for the soul. Now get up, we're going out. I'll buy you breakfast."

"Have you forgotten that I'm grounded? No way Mum will let me out of the house. Even if she would, there's no way I would leave the house."

"Why not?"

"Have you forgotten the other part of my grounding?"

"What? Having to stay naked? I thought you got off on being naked in public?"

"I.. Yes.. But..." I've got to admit she had me in a bind. "There's still no way Mum lets me go out!"

"Trust me" was all Rachel said in response...

"How do you do that?" I asked, as we drove out into the street, me still naked, trying to work out, not only how she talked me into coming out, but how she also got Erika to agree to it.....

"I've always told you, I have the gift of the gab" Rachel responded with a laugh.

"Hmm, right" I said, less than convinced, I swear she had psychic powers or something. "So where are we going?"

"I told you, I'm going to buy you breakfast" she responded "I had also planned to take you shopping, but I think we'll have to skip that."

"I should think so!" I said, so thrown by the suggestion of shopping that it took me a few minutes to register what she had said. It wasn't until I saw the destination that it finally clicked, "Wait! Breakfast? You want to take me in there?"

"Well..." Rachel replied, letting the implication hang in the air. She couldn't seriously be planning to drag me inside the diner...

"No, no, you can't do this to me!"

"Relax" she said with a laugh "We'll do the drive-thru."

"Oh thank god."

We pulled up to the order point and placed our order via the speaker. For some reason I thought I recognised the voice on the other end, but I couldn't quite put my finger on who it was. It was only when we pulled up to the collection window that I realised it was Vanessa, the blonde cheerleader, one of the most popular girls at school and, more importantly, the girl who I have had a crush on for three years. The last time I had seen her was when I streaked the school. The only saving grace is that she has never given any indication of even knowing my name.

She leaned down from the window to hand over our order. The top was cut low enough to give me a great view down her top, which, combined with the cap she was wearing, made her look particularly hot today. It took all my willpower not to drool at the sight.

"Jessica Miller, why is it, every time I see you, you're naked?" she asked as she caught sight of me.

Fuck! She knows my name!. I'm stuck in this damn car, with nowhere to hide.

"I, ah, I..." I tried to say something, but words would not come out. It wasn't helped by Rachel laughing next to me.

"She's being punished for her little streak at school."

"RACHEL!" I yelled. I'm fairly certain my entire body turned red in embarrassment.

"Really?" Vanessa said, sounding amused as she looked me over. "Interesting. Well, I'll see you in the new year. Jessica Miller."

She winked at me, finished handing over our order and left us alone. Rachel pulled away from the hatch.

"I think she was flirting with you."

"Uh-huh" was all I could say in distracted agreement, thrown by the fact Vanessa even knew who I was.

Rachel drove us away from the drive-thru and pulled into a quiet parking area, overlooking the sea.

"So...." she said.

"So?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean this" she waved her hands at me "What are you doing?"

"This wasn't my idea; you made me come out naked."

"I also left my jacket on your seat. You're the one who decided to put it in the back rather than wear it."

This was true; there had been a jacket on the passenger seat, and I had moved it to the back seat. Why? I have no idea. It seems remarkably stupid when I thought about it.

"Ah" I eventually said "well, I.. You see.... It's just that...."

"You wanted to stay naked? Deep down?"

I sighed and let my shoulders slump "Yeah" was all I could say.

"So this whole schtick you're going through is your choice, you're not being forced into it?"

"Yeah" I sounded completely defeated at this moment.

"OK then. As long as this is what you want, that's OK. I know what Mum can be like; she gets an idea, she runs with it, no matter what anyone says. I just wanted to check she wasn't railroading you into this."

"No, it's not like that" I then proceeded to relate to Rachel the events of the last few months.

"Ahh, so it's Max's fault. Makes me feel less guilty about hiding her clothes last night."

"Well, no, it's not exactly her fault either, I could say no at any time and she'd stop" I insisted "And she is going to get revenge by the way, just give it time."

"She doesn't scare me."

"She should, she can be quite creatively vindictive when she wants to be."

"Well, I'll look forward to seeing what she tries then" Rachel did not sound concerned, which I felt was a mistake on her part "But stop trying to change the subject. We're talking about you. You promise me this is what you want? That you're doing what you're doing of your own free will?"

I took a moment to think. Was this what I wanted? Fuck, yes, it was, no matter how embarrassing it had been. I was still turned on by all the things that I had done in the past few months.

"No one is forcing me to do this" I said with confidence.

"Good" Rachel said "So we have a couple of hours before we need to collect 'Becca from the train station. Want to have some fun?"

"Go on" I said with some trepidation.

"Well, first, can you put the rubbish in the bin?" she asked with faux innocence.

I looked around, the nearest bin was at least twenty yards away. Besides us, there were a few other cars in the area, but none of them appeared to have occupants at the moment.

"OK" I said. I gathered the rubbish and took a deep breath. I stepped out of the car and walked directly to the bin. It took all my willpower not to run, but only because I stared at my objective and refused to look around; I didn't want to know if anyone was watching. That became even harder to do the further I got from the car, especially when I heard an engine start and a car move, but I continued to the bin. It was one of the longest twenty yards of my life as there was nowhere I could hide.

I eventually got to the bin, put the rubbish in and turned back to the car. Which was no longer there. That car engine I heard, that was Rachel....

I started to panic, but then, at the far end of the car park, I saw the car. I was no longer just twenty yards from the car; I was closer to two hundred yards. What made it worse was the coach that was just pulling in.

I won't lie, I stood there like a deer in the headlights, hoping that Rachel would come back and get me, but she didn't. The only way I was getting back to the safety of the car was to walk the length of the car park. Past all the parked cars and, more importantly, past that damn coach. Hopefully it's an empty coach, just pulling up while it waits to make a collection later in the day. Oh, wait, no, it's letting all the passengers off. 50-odd old people...

"Come on, Jessica" I said to myself "You've got this. You keep saying you enjoy the humiliation; time to prove it. You know what they say, Chin Up, Tits Out and pretend this is normal." I took a deep breath and began walking to the car. I didn't even attempt to hide, partly because there was no cover to be seen but mainly, I just wanted to see if I could do this. Could I confidently walk past a large group of strangers, utterly naked?

Now I know what you might be thinking, 'but Jessica, you've already streaked at school, it's part of the reason you're in this mess to begin with' and, yes, you'd be right. However, when I did that, I had hoped to move so fast that no one would get a good look at me. Amazingly enough, that seems to have been the case; no pictures or videos of my little stunt have appeared online as of yet.

This time, I was deliberately taking my time, allowing everyone a good look.

My nerves did almost get to me just as I was reaching the coach, which was about the time someone first reacted to me. One of the little old ladies looked at me and gasped.

"Are you alright, deary?" she asked.

"Yes, thank you, I'm fine" I managed to say without stuttering.

"Are you sure? You are naked" she said, as if I hadn't noticed.

"Yes, perfectly fine, thanks." I said through gritted teeth.

At this point, a couple of her friends had joined her and were all looking at me. Some with disgust, some with encouragement.

"Kids these days. You should be ashamed of yourself" One of them said.

"Don't be rude, Gladys, if the girl wants to run around naked, that's up to her" one of the ladies said.

"It's disgusting, Eleanor!" With that, Gladys tutted in disgust, turned her back on me and stormed off.

"I'm sorry about that. She's a bit of a prude." Elanor apologised "Do you mind if I ask why you are doing this?"

"Honestly?" I said "I lost a bet to my sister, who's sat in that car, probably laughing her ass off"

"Ahh, to be young again. You know, you remind me of my eldest granddaughter, she's also one for the crazy bets. Drives her mother insane" Elanor laughed "Say, do you mind if I send her a picture of this?"

"What? Of me?" I panicked for a split second, then thought, fuck it, "Sure, why not?"

I stood between Elanor and one of her friends, they had their arms around me, while I did my best to hide my privates with my hands.

"You know, you are an amazingly courageous girl, never let go of that" Elanor said "Well, we'll let you go. I'm sure you'd like to get back to the safety of your car."

"Thank you, that's really nice of you to say. It was nice to meet you" I said as I made a hasty, but I like to think dignified, retreat to the car. I dived into the car and saw Rachel laughing.

"Have fun?" she asked, innocently.

"Please, just, let's go."

"You don't want to relieve some tension?"

"No, just go" I was lying; I was so turned on, but there was no way I was going to touch myself in the car, next to my laughing sister.

She pulled away from the car park, still laughing. Eventually she reached another quiet area to pull in "So ready for your challenge?"

"Challenge?" I asked with some trepidation "What the fuck did I just do?"

"That? That was just you putting the rubbish in the bin. Don't you want to save the world?"

"But you drove off! You left me in a car park full of old ladies!"

"I'm sorry, did you not have fun? Did I not see you let them take a photo?"

"Yes.. But.. I... That was... Fine! Be like that. What's the challenge?"

"That's more like it, that's the Jessica I remember, always up for a challenge."

"Hmm.. So what is it?"

"Well, there are two possibilities. I'll tell you both and then you can choose. Option One. We go to the end of Dead Horse Trail, I drop you off, you walk the length of the trail and I pick you up. But at some point in that walk, you have to make yourself cum."

Dead Horse Trail, if you're wandering, is an old trail outside of town that runs for about two miles. It used to be a horse riding trail, but as the name suggests, it got abandoned as too many horses died going down it. At least that's the urban legend. I've never been particularly convinced by that story. The good thing, though, is that it's a barely used trail, so little risk of being caught.

"And the other option?" I asked.

"Exactly the same challenge, but this time, you wear these" She then dangled a pair of handcuffs from her fingers.

"Do I even want to know why you have handcuffs? I thought you said you weren't into the whole BDSM scene."

"Oh, I'm not. But they have other uses, such as stopping people covering up during dares."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Probably not. So which challenge do you want to do?"

"Explain, why would I even think about the second option?"

"Well, the fact you even asked that question means you're thinking about it. I think you'll go for it because it's what you really want to do." She put the handcuffs down between us and started driving again. "No need to rush the decision, you've got until we get there."

Which meant I had about 15 minutes to decide, but let's be honest, it wasn't going to take that long. I picked up the handcuffs and started twirling them on one finger. It took less than five minutes before I had snapped them onto one wrist. I could see Rachel smirking beside me. I took a deep breath, and before I could change my mind, I snapped it on to my other wrist.

"Interesting" Rachel said.

"What? You made the challenge."

"Yeah, but I never said anything about cuffing your hands behind your back."

I immediately realised she was right. I'd made this harder on myself. "Dammit!" I whispered to myself. I sat quietly contemplating my foolish decisions when we pulled up to Dead Horse Trail.

"So here we are" I said as I sat there.

"Yep" Rachel replied. She saw I wasn't moving "It's OK if you don't want to do it."

"No, it's not that" I laughed "I just can't open the door"

"Right" She said with a laugh. She leaned across me and opened the door. Her head was near my breast and, without warning, she flicked out her tongue and licked my nipple "Sorry, couldn't resist" she said apologetically. "Now remember the challenge, walk down the trail and I'll meet you at the other end."

"I got it" I said as I unceremoniously got out of the car. It's a lot harder to do when your hands are behind your back. I managed to close the car door, then started to walk to the trail. I only got a few yards when Rachel called to me.

"Don't forget you have to cum before you get back in the car."

"WHAT!" I turned back to look at her "How am I supposed to do that with my hands cuffed behind my back?"

"I don't know. But you made that choice, not me. Now you have to think of a solution. Have fun!" She started laughing as she drove off, leaving me behind.

Right, I thought to myself, let's do this. I started walking down the path, trying to stay on the grassy edge, rather than walk, barefoot, on the stony trail itself. The way I saw it, I had two issues. One, get to the far end of the trail, preferably without being seen. Two, find some way to get myself off, which is easier said than done when you are stupid enough to cuff your hands behind your back.

Task One, easy. The path itself ran fairly straight, so I should be able to see if anyone is coming the other way and have plenty of time to dart to the side and hide in a bush or something. Though a part of me screamed to just keep walking, no matter what. If someone saw me, so be it. Would I be that brave when it came down to it? Who knows.

Task Two? That's going to require some ingenuity, I decided to keep an eye out for any smooth objects (rocks, trees, whatever) that I could rub my pussy against, but not risk causing injury.

Could I just get to the other end and tell Rachel I'd achieved the second task? Sure, I could, but where's the fun in that? Besides, I was so turned on at that moment in time, I would have been looking to do it, even if it hadn't been part of the challenge.

I ended up walking about two-thirds of the way before I had any luck. I was starting to get desperate. I could feel my inner thighs getting stickier with every passing step. It was then that I saw salvation. Just off the main trail was a side area. In that area was a piece of wood that, from the right angle, looked very phallic-shaped. That, combined with the fact it was very smooth, should have caused me to ask questions, but I was so horny I didn't take a pause. I almost ran to the bit of wood, which was standing upright in the ground, and immediately started to rub against it. I then slowly lowered myself onto it and, to be blunt, started fucking myself senseless on this piece of wood. I'm sure I looked like a demented slut at this point, but I didn't really care.

"Good, isn't it?" I heard a sultry voice behind me ask.

I screamed and immediately jumped off the wood and tried to hide, before giving up and turning to see who was there. Standing before me was a beautiful tanned chick, I'm guessing around 20. She was stood there in very short jean shorts and a bikini top, giving me a great look at her impressive tits.

"Hi?" I said in a mix of shock and embarrassment.

"Having fun?" she asked.

I tried to think of a way to answer without embarrassing myself any further.

"Don't worry, I won't judge" she continued as she sauntered closer to me "It took me a long time to get that smooth enough to use."

"Huh?" I asked, it then clicked "Oh! Oh, OK. Sorry, I.."

I was cut off by this girl getting even closer to me and putting her hand between my legs.

"Yeah, you definitely needed to use this" she said as she looked at her hand, which was covered in my juices "Want a hand?" she asked as she licked her fingers.

"Err, OK?" I answered, thrown more than a little off kilter by this turn of events.

Without any further word, she put her hand between my legs again and this time started stroking my pussy with her fingers and used her thumb to rub my clit. After a few moments of this rubbing, she slipped a couple of fingers into my pussy and proceeded to pump them in and out. It was at this point that she pushed me over the edge into an orgasm.

I felt my legs buckle beneath me, but as my hands were still cuffed behind me. I had no way to stop myself collapsing to the floor. Luckily, the girl was quick enough to catch me. I ended up falling into her arms and knocking her down, falling on top of her.

After a few moments, I finally regained my composure. Well, at least as much composure as I could, considering I was naked, handcuffed and lying on top of a girl I had just met.

I looked up at her eyes and, to be honest, got lost in her beautiful blue eyes.

"So" she said after a couple more seconds "Any chance we can get up?"

"Right, sorry" I apologised. I tried to get up, but the best I could do was roll off of her. She got up and offered a hand to help me up.

"So why are you out here in handcuffs?"

I considered what answer to give, but decided to keep it simple. "I lost a bet."

"Well, I'm not going to complain, it's actually quite hot. Never really expected to find anyone out here enjoying themselves. I'm Ellie, by the way."

"Jessica" I replied as I finally got to my feet "So were you out here to have fun as well?"

"Maybe."

"Want a hand?"

"A hand? How do you plan on doing that?" Ellie laughed.

"I'd find a way" I said, as I ran my tongue over my lips, trying to be seductive.

"Much as I'd like that, I'll have to pass today."

I did my best not to look disappointed.

"But if you give me your number, maybe I'll call you when I'm back in town" she continued. I gave her my number and she walked me the rest of the way to where Rachel was waiting for me. As we reached the car park, she turned to me, took me in her arms and kissed me, full on the lips.

"Anyone tell you that you are a great kisser?" I asked when she let me go (after she had a good feel of my backside).

"All the time" she laughed in response. "I'll see you around, Jessica."

"Bye" I said as she walked to her own car. I stood there for a minute before a beep from a car horn brought me back into the world. Luckily, the only other car was Rachel's. I quickly ran to the car and tried to open the door. It was locked.

"Rachel! Don't be a bitch, let me in!" I squeaked.

"You're not ruining the front seats. I put a towel in the back. You can sit on that." She leaned over and opened the back door, into which I quickly dove.

"Have fun?" Rachel asked

"Yes" I grinned "I did"

"By the way, Max has been messaging you." She threw my phone back to me, not that I could do much with it, what with my hands still being behind my back.

"Let me guess, ranting about you?"

"Yep. A lot of graphic description on how she's going to get revenge. Tell her to do her worst, I'm not scared."

"You should be scared. I already told you, she can be quite vindictive when she wants to be" I struggled to get comfortable on the seat "Any chance of the keys for these cuffs?"

"Yeah, I may have accidentally left them at home."

"Really? Why am I not surprised?"

"Relax, we just have to pick up 'Becca, then we'll head home."

We drove to the train station in silence, as I thought back to my meeting with Ellie. I really hoped she'd call me.

We pulled up, Rebecca put her bags in the trunk and got in the front seat. She looked back at me, turned to Rachel "Should I ask?"

"Probably not."

*****

The drive home was fairly uneventful, but, shockingly (and I use that term loosely), when Rebecca needed help carrying her bags into the house, it turned out Rachel did indeed have the key to the handcuffs...