Young Boss Unwilling Celebrity Pt 46

Author's note: I know it's been a while since I posted the last chapter. Life and work has gotten in the way, but I'm back to it now. And while this might be a little unusual, I'd like to respond to the many comments that have been posted about this story.

First, I'm pleasantly surprised that so many readers have hung in there with this very long story, and I generally take it as a compliment that so many of you have gotten so involved with the storyline and characters that you've been posting many reactions -- positive and negative -- and suggestions about where you think the story should go.

Positive feedback is always appreciated, and does incentivize me to keep writing what now amounts to a novel-length story. Criticism is more of a mixed bag, and reveals the different and contrasting opinions out there. Some readers get irritated when my stories incorporate female characters getting tricked or manipulated out of their clothes -- "This is CFNM! Stick to naked and embarrassed males!" -- and others get irritated that Tim doesn't get more payback in the form of baring his employees and rivals -- "Tim is too stupid to be a boss; if Shawna isn't gang-raped and imprisoned this story is a failure!"

The oddest responses have been from people who seem to be offended and even pissed at all of the naked embarrassment and exploitation that Tim goes through without his consent, or that some of the female characters go through without their consent.

In an erotic story that you found in a category called "nonconsent/reluctance"! If that's your reaction, what are you doing here?

I don't mind suggestions for ideas for further stories or plot twists, and again, I'm really pleased that people are reading and engaged enough in the story to care what happens next. But as I've always done, I'm writing about plotlines and characters that interest me, and if those really don't line up with your own interests, I'm not sure why you continue to read stories that aren't your thing.

The reality is that I'm a straight guy who enjoys writing about playful power games between the sexes. I really appreciate female nudity (!), for obvious reasons, and so I'll always be featuring some of that in my stories. But when I was a young man I found that I was also turned on by voyeuristic attention from females, which I experienced intensely on a handful of occasions. At different times several girlfriends cajoled, teased and (in one instance) wagered me out of my clothes, and once three female friends worked together to get me naked, and then expose me to two of their friends.

All of those experiences were simultaneously fun and mortifying, and so I also like to write about CFNM plotlines in which I can live vicariously through the embarrassed male protagonist. If you're here because you like that too, I'm glad that you're reading my stuff.

And if your own tastes run to more or less CFNM than mine, or more or less ENF than mine, or even if you don't like the "slow burn" style that I have (get to the naked action!) that is not for everyone, I really would encourage you to write your own stories, and I will happily read those, too!

Part 46

As Tim was pulling Shawna into the maintenance closet and putting her back on her feet, Carly was thinking fast. She pulled her cell phone from her purse, turned its light on, and put it on the shelf facing up, so that the room was dimly lit. Once Shawna and Tim were inside, he turned and locked the door behind them.

In a few seconds, Shawna had gotten over her surprise. It helped that she was able to watch handsome Tim, naked as the day he was born, locking the door. Her eyes traveled up his bare legs, over his pleasantly out-thrust ass, and up his torso before he turned back toward her.

"So this is where you were hiding out," Shawna said, a faint smile on her pretty face. "Every woman in the building is looking high and low for you. They'll be jealous that I was the lucky girl to find--"

"OH!" Shawna had noticed Carly standing in the other corner of the small space. "Professor Sands! What are YOU doing in here?" Shawna's eyes took in Carly's naked state, as the blushing professor dropped one hand to cover her pussy, and put her other arm across her breasts. "And why are you naked?!"

Shawna looked back and forth between Carly and Tim, and then back to Carly. "You two weren't--"

"No!" Tim and Carly said at the same time. Tim tried to think of how to tell Shawna that he'd stripped Carly, without scaring her into freaking out or banging on the door or something.

But before he could say anything, Carly said, "I- I took my clothes off to make Tim feel more comfortable.

"What?" Shawna asked. Tim gave Carly the same confused look that Shawna did, but Carly quickly went on.

"I found him ducking in here, so I followed him. He was understandably distraught, after what all of those women had just put him through in the studio. He practically had a panic attack when I came in here, which I understood completely. Having that entire mob of women stripping him, groping him and spanking him was a traumatic experience, after all."

Shawna looked at Tim, who was blushing and looking miserable, then back at Carly. "But why--"

Carly interrupted. "I had to make a quick decision. After Tim had barely escaped from all of those females taking sexual advantage of him, I knew he must be feeling very vulnerable. So for another female to immediately follow him into what he thought was a safe hiding space just ratcheted up his panic."

She glanced at Tim, and saw from his expression that he saw where she might be going. She continued, "I knew that to ease his anxiety, I needed to decrease the power imbalance between us. And the only way I could think of to do that was to..." she hesitated, glancing down at her naked body, "...make myself as vulnerable as he was feeling."

"By taking all of your clothes off?" Shawna asked, still processing the drastic change from the professional, put-together professor who had been on Marcy's show to this very attractive but very naked young woman in the closet.

Carly just nodded, as she blushed. "It worked."

"I'll bet it did," Shawna said, looking at Tim. "Did you behave yourself, Tim?"

Carly said, "Of course he did. I wasn't in any danger from him; he was the one who had just gone through a very public humiliation." The disapproving tone brought Shawna up short. She looked at Carly.

"Of course you couldn't have known what was going to happen out there," Carly said to Shawna, "and that Tim was going to be treated so badly, and taken advantage of."

Before Shawna could reply, Tim said, "I'm not so sure about that. In fact, I think she knew exactly what was going to happen."

"Oh, I'm certain that's not the case," Carly said, picking up on Tim's comment. She turned to Shawna. "Surely you didn't know that Tim was going to be exposed like that, against his will?"

Shawna looked uncomfortable and unsure of herself. Tim sensed blood in the water and jumped in again. "Yes she did. She was the one who took my pants off!"

Shawna said, "I didn't-- Danielle did most of it." That sounded weak, even to her.

Carly gave her a scolding look. "Actually, I watched you pull his pants down."

Shawna looked guilty. "I- I just meant that Danielle helped. Anyway, he wasn't supposed to lose his boxers, or his towel."

"Yeah, right," Tim said sarcastically, folding his arms across his chest and glaring at Shawna.

Both women turned toward him, and their eyes dropped to his exposed and erect penis. Tim quickly dropped his hands back to cover it up, blushing again.

"I think Tim is right," Carly said. "But even if you didn't intend for him to end up stripped naked in front of that audience, it was your responsibility to preserve his dignity, and to at least try to help him when you saw that the mob of women pile onto his naked body and start fondling and spanking him."

Tim started to say, "I thought you said you didn't see--" but Carly made a tiny waving motion with her right hand to keep him quiet.

"In fact," continuing to look Shawna in the eyes, "when I found Tim in here, he was very scared, but also very mad. He was talking about calling the cops or a lawyer or both, and pressing charges against Marcy and her staff and the audience, and maybe even you and Danielle for playing a big part in getting him molested like that."

Shawna was becoming visibly uncomfortable with the direction this was going. "That's ridiculous! We didn't know he was going to lose the rest of his clothes."

Tim snorted at that. "Marcy took my boxers off, and then her assistant Emilia stole my towel! I saw you and Danielle talking with Marcy before the show, and she was clearly coordinating with her employees. And you expect me to believe that you didn't know what was going to happen?"

Shawna looked at Tim, then at Carly, who looked skeptical. "I didn't know exactly what Marcy was going to do. But I made it very clear to her that you couldn't be seen naked on camera, no matter what.

"That's not the point!" Tim said. "And besides, you had to do that! Marcy and the rest of her staff, and you two, would have been in big trouble if that had happened. But you did get me naked in front of a hundred women in the studio audience!"

Carly jumped in. "That's right. For Tim, being exposed in front of that live audience felt just as humiliating as if he'd been exposed in front of a tv audience, too."

Shawna was clearly flustered. "Oh come on!" She looked at Tim. "You're the one who came up with the idea for the ad campaign using sex to sell Naked Attraction, and you were perfectly happy to have your female employees exposing their bodies. You're just mad because you got the tables turned on you."

Carly folded her arms. "Are you saying you DID know that Tim was going to be stripped naked out there?"

"No," Shawna said quickly. "But even if I had, he only went through what he was putting his female employees through in the original ad campaign."

Tim said, "No I didn't! That was entirely different. We would be editing the commercials to be flirty and sexy, but not R or X rated!"

Shawna scoffed. "X-rated? Please."

Tim snarled, his voice low and angry. "I was stripped naked by a mob of women! They tore my clothes off and then gang groped me. Some of them were fondling my dick, and they spanked my ass until it was bright red!"

Shawna was about to shoot back, when Carly pre-empted her. "You know he's got a point, Shawna. He was denuded and taken advantage in public, as one guy alone in front of a huge crowd of women. Don't you think that that's a little different than a group of women in a controlled situation, where a female camera crew is filming and will edit the final product to ensure that the resulting commercial will be acceptable?"

Shawna looked from Carly to Tim and back again, her face flushed, looking outnumbered.

Carly said, "I don't think you've been taking his concerns seriously. He is ready to quit the campaign over this."

Shawna's eyes widened at that. Tim said, "That's right. I've talked with Professor Sands, and she said that I would have a very strong sexual harassment case against you." He could feel Carly's eyes on him, wondering where he had come up with that, but he kept his focus on Shawna. "I've been getting more and more uncomfortable, but today was the last straw. I was embarrassed before, but never like this!"

"Now wait a minute," Shawna said, holding up her hands in front of her, "let's not over-react. I mean, I know those women got a little out of control--"

"Over-react?" Tim said, as loudly as he dared.

"A little out of control?" Carly said, skeptically.

"Okay," Shawna said, desperation creeping into her voice. "They were a lot out of control." She looked at Tim. "I'm sorry about that. If you feel like I haven't been taking your concerns seriously, I'm sorry. But there's no reason to talk about quitting."

Tim said, "You're just worried about the campaign. You're not worried about what I just went through."

Shawna looked from Tim to Carly and then back. There was a light sheen of sweat on her forehead. "What is it you want, Tim?"

Tim thought for a moment, and then baited the hook. "I think I want to put the campaign on hold, just temporarily. And I want to get to the bottom of whatever kind of problem you have with me."

His first sentence froze Shawna, and her mind started racing. Put the campaign on hold?! That could NOT happen. The website was going crazy, the second ad was coming out, and today's tv appearance and the new contest for women to spot Tim in public was going to send public interest and their sales into the stratosphere. You don't screw with that kind of momentum!

But then she processed his second sentence. "What kind of problem that I have with you?" she asked, honestly confused.

Carly had been watching Tim backing Shawna into a corner, and she saw her opportunity to help him. She said, "Tim told me about... the incident... between you two."

Shawna looked at Carly. "The incident?"

Tim felt like he and Carly were reading each other's minds. "I told her about that time I spanked you, and you freaked out on me."

Tim and Carly watched the expressions flit across Shawna's face. First she looked shocked, then embarrassed, and then angry. "You told her about THAT?" She wouldn't let herself look at Carly. "That was between us! Why would you--"

"It's obviously created a barrier between the two of you," Carly said, "and I think it might be at the root of what has been causing Tim's discomfort, and possibly your own... unfair treatment of him."

"Unfair?" Shawna said, still glaring at Tim.

He stood his ground. "Yes. Unfair. I think the reason you seem to enjoy all of those women molesting me like that is because you're still mad that I took you over my knee and spanked you all those years ago."

Shawna folded her arms. "Is that right? That's the most ridic--"

"Yes, that's right," Tim said. "And I asked Professor Sands if she might be willing to do a few counseling sessions with us, to try to get this figured out."

Shawna's hands dropped to her side, and her mouth dropped open. She stared at Carly.

Carly said, "I agreed to do so. Assuming you are willing."

Shawna started to object, but Tim jumped in. "This is a deal-breaker for me. If you're unwilling to talk about this and work through it, I'm not willing to continue on with the ad campaign under these conditions."

Shawna looked from Tim to Carly and back, realization setting in. "Fine. When I'm back in the office tomorrow I'll look at my calendar, and we can schedule--"

"Why not now?" Tim said.

"What? Well this is hardly the time or place to--"

This time it was Carly interrupting her. "We're stuck here for a while anyway. We can't leave this closet until the women looking for Tim have given up and gone. We might as well take advantage of the opportunity."

"But." Shawna looked trapped now. "Surely this is not the kind of atmosphere--"

"There's no time like the present," Tim said. "And if you're really willing to talk, why not now?"

Shawna gave her head a small shake, and gave up. "All right." She crossed her arms again. "Fine."

"Okay," Carly said. "Good. I would usually start a session like this by asking--"

"Can I say something?" Tim said.

Carly nodded her head, and Tim looked at Shawna. "I'd be a lot more comfortable doing this if there weren't such a power imbalance between us right now."

Shawna looked confused. "What?"

Carly was surprised too, but then a small smile started to curl the corner of her mouth before she repressed it.

Then Shawna got it. She looked down at herself. "Oh no. No!"

"You heard what I talked about on air today," Carly said, soothingly, "about the way power balances can damage interactions, and hinder communication."

Shawna spoke quietly, with barely controlled panic. "I am not taking my clothes off in here!"

Tim folded his arms. "I thought so. You're not willing to work on this problem at all."

"I'm willing," Shawna insisted, "but there's no reason I need to be naked for that."

"I'm naked!" Tim said. "You bullied me into getting stripped, but you're not willing to meet me halfway?"

"I didn't bully--"

Carly said, "I know this is uncomfortable for you. Believe me, it was very comfortable for me to get naked in front of Tim, too. But if we're going to make any progress, one of you can't be totally vulnerable and the other one not."

"That's fine," Shawna said. "Let me go get Tim's clothes, and I'll bring them right back here, and then we can all get dressed and talk this over."

Tim saw that she was grasping at straws, and he wasn't going to let her. "Oh no. As soon as you get out of here you'll alert every female in the building, and you'll come back here and yank me out into the hallway in my birthday suit, and humiliate me all over again!"

"I won't," Shawna said. "I promise, I'll just come right back--"

Tim turned to Carly. "You see what I mean? She's got to be in control. She's not willing to work on this at all."

Carly said, "Shawna. I think if you really want to work through this, you're going to have to show some good faith first."

Shawna looked truly desperate now. "But why does it have to--"

"Forget it!" Tim said. To Carly he said, "I told you. She's got a real problem with me, and until she gets past that, I'm out." To Shawna he said, "I'm the one who came up with this ad campaign, and I can be the one to pull the plug. I'm out!"

Shawna raised her hands, palms out. "Okay, fine! This is so stupid, but if you really think this is necessary, let's get it over with." She raised her hands to the top button of her shirt, and started undoing it with trembling fingers. "Can both of you please turn around?"

Tim and Carly began to turn, but as they did so, they each caught the tiny grin on the other's face.