Eric Somers
Copyright© 2026 by R.P.A.M.
Chapter 3
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 3 - This story is based in the 'My Naked Life' universe. During high school and university, Eric went through some embarrassing and humiliating situations, but at the same time, those events also changed him and made him the person he is today. He discovers that he has some certain kinks that he wants to live by, and so he prepares his house so he can live the lifestyle he prefers. Eventually, he learns what he really is and embraces it fully.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Coercion Reluctant Heterosexual Hermaphrodite Fiction Workplace DomSub Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Public Sex Nudism
2026-04-11 Girl surprised me
I don’t know if it was smart to keep all the doors in the house unlocked, because on Saturday morning, I thought I was awakened by an earthquake. Of course, it wasn’t that, but just Tim and Tom shaking my bed to get me up.
When they noticed I was awake, they stopped shaking my bed, and Tim pulled my duvet off of me, exposing my body to them.
“Don’t move!” Tim said, and added, “Just act like you’re still sleeping.”
I just did like he said.
“Now, slowly wake up and stretch your body as if you are getting all the kinks out of it.”
I didn’t open my eyes, but just stretched my body and twisted it a few ways.
“Perfect, now sit up and look at the camera,” he said.
I sat up and opened my eyes to find Tim and Tom holding cameras and filming me.
‘Oh! Fuck!’ I thought. ‘More material to blackmail me with.’
“Now, slowly get out of bed and go take a shower,” Tim ordered me.
I did as I was asked and also acted as if they weren’t there. Not sure if I needed to do that, but I just did it. During my shower, I made sure I turned around so they could film my whole body. I even made sure that I washed my dick while facing one of them.
After I was done showering, they stopped filming, and Tim said, “Well, wasn’t this gorgeous. Are you a professional porn star?” Both of them laughed.
I just shook my head and asked, “What’s the deal here? Why are you still filming me?”
“Just do everything I say and your videos will stay offline,” Tim said.
I sighed and said, “Okay. So, what now?”
“Let’s go downstairs and just do whatever you normally would do. We will be filming you.”
With this said, Tom quickly went downstairs, while Tim stayed upstairs. Both of them were filming me.
For a good hour, they just followed me around and filmed me doing the things I normally would do, like preparing my breakfast, cleaning the house, and even going to the toilet. Although this time, everything was filmed.
When I was done with my chores, I sat on the single sofa and picked up the book I had been reading for the past few weeks.
“And cut!” Tim said.
I laid my book away and looked at Tim.
“That was perfect. Is this really what you do every Saturday morning?” Tim asked me.
“Yes. Did you think I would be doing something else?”
“No, no. I just wanted to document the life of a nudist at home. So this was perfect.”
“Thanks,” I said sarcastically. He just smiled at me.
“I hope you won’t be sad, but we need to go now,” Tim said. “But, if everything goes as planned, we will be back this evening.”
“Okay,” I said, nodding with a shrug.
Tim just smiled at me and then motioned to Tom to go. I was glad to see them go, but at the same time, they would be back this evening for more.
Just before Tim walked out of the room, he turned around and said, “Oh yeah, don’t bother with getting dressed today, I’ll need you like that this evening as well.”
He didn’t need to say that, because I wasn’t planning to get dressed anyway.
After they were gone, I went upstairs to do my weekly cleaning. By the time I was done, it was dinner time already. I didn’t make anything fancy, but still had a nice dinner.
In the afternoon, I did get dressed, because I went for my weekly jog around the neighborhood. It’s not because Tim was ordering me around now that I would deviate from my normal schedule, unless he needed me for something.
While I was running, I was thinking about my current situation. I knew I could call the cops about it and get those boys off of my naked ass. But at the same time, I didn’t have any proof, and if Tim didn’t lie, and he was that good that he could publish those videos without anyone tracing it back to him, I would be the one in trouble, and I’m not sure if my career as a real estate agent could survive a thing like that.
Before I knew it, I was back home. I took another quick shower and then went downstairs to wait for Tim and Tom’s return. During that time, I just watched TV, but my mind wasn’t really there.
I was surprised that by lunch, they hadn’t returned yet. So, after a quick lunch, I went upstairs to look out of one of the back windows. I noticed that the house they lived in was still dark. I was starting to hope that they wouldn’t return today, but deep down, I knew better.
With no other option, I went downstairs again and just did what I did before, watch TV while waiting for them to return. It was the only thing that could distract my mind a little.
It was already past eight o’clock when I heard some noise in the back of the house. I stood up to go see what it was, but that’s when Tim walked in. It seemed his younger brother wasn’t with him, but his trusty camera was in his hand.
“Are you that eager to see me?” he asked when he saw me standing there.
“Just wanted to check what the noise was,” I told him.
“Sure,” Tim said. “So! For this evening. I have something special planned for you.”
‘Oh! Shit!’ went through my head.
“Just ignore me for the rest of the evening. I will be a fly on the wall, filming it all.”
“Okay?!”
“Just set your naked ass on the sofa and wait,” he told me. “When the doorbell rings, go open it and play along.”
I sat back down on the sofa and let Tim film me while I watched a movie. I hoped it wasn’t showing on film, but I felt ashamed by it all. He kept filming me for a couple of minutes, then stopped. He looked at his watch and said, “Is it okay if I take something to drink?”
“Sure,” I told him.
He acted like he was at home and got a soda can out of the fridge and plopped down on the single sofa.
“So, freak,” he said. “How is your ass feeling today?”
“My ass? Umm, fine, I guess.”
“So that plunger didn’t do anything bad to it?”
“No, my ass is fine.”
“Good,” he said, smiling. “I still can’t believe what you told me. Did they really make you run around with a baseball bat up your ass?”
“Yes, they did.”
“Maybe we should also find someone to do this at college. But I would prefer it to be a girl. I’m not much into guys, but for now, you’re fine to have some fun with.”
The doorbell rang, and I saw that whoever was at the door had used the green button. Tim got up and started filming. “Go open the door,” he said.
So, I got up and walked to the door. When I opened it, I saw a cute-looking woman standing there. I say woman, because I was sure she had to be in her mid-twenties.
“Oh! Hello!” the woman said, smiling at me. “You really open the door naked, I see.”
“Um, yes,” I responded. “Can I help you with something?” Well, I had no clue why she was here, but I noticed she had a badge attached to her green shirt that said, ‘Sasha,’ and some little letters underneath it that I couldn’t read.
“I’m from the Church of Love, and wondered if you would allow me to speak to you about it?”
I didn’t dare to look at Tim, but I could still feel his presence, so I guessed that this woman was here for me on his demand. So, I answered, “Sure, come on in.”
“Thank you, sweetie,” she said, and walked towards me, placing her hand on my chest to go past me. Her hand felt cool and soft on my chest.
I closed the door and followed her. She didn’t say anything about Tim filming her, so I was now sure that she was part of whatever Tim had planned for me. I noticed she was looking around the room, and then she said, “Let’s go sit on the sofa, if that’s okay with you?”
“Yeah, sure.”
I followed her to the sofa, and we both sat down on the large sofa. We turned towards each other by putting one of our legs on the sofa. She was wearing a long skirt, so she didn’t show me anything inappropriate. But I was showing her my dick and balls for sure.
“Well, I don’t know if you have heard of the Church of Love before, but we are very open-minded, so you being a nudist isn’t a problem at all. In fact, I think many of our churchgoers would love to see you there like this. You sure are a nice specimen.”
“Thank you,” I said, and even managed to smile through my embarrassment at her. Tim, of course, was filming everything.
“Is it okay if I tell you a little about our church?”
“Of course.”
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