Part 35

This was going to be it. The ultimate display of slutty behavior, and the biggest invasion of privacy that could possibly happen to a girl.

As for Kaitlyn’s latest addition to the impending task, Elise was actually less focused on how obeying would lean into the lesbian reputation that had been pushed on her. At this point, everyone believed that anyway, and the only ‘solution’ would be some major damage control after everything was said and done. Her biggest concern at the moment was her ability to perform with not only an audience, but with all the extra stipulations on top of that. Even if she attempted to pleasure herself in the way she did in the privacy of her bedroom, Elise wasn’t sure she could find that peak. After everything she had already gone through–the constantly increasing exposure, the humiliation, the pain, and everything in between–and all the emotions that came with it, what if she couldn’t get into the right headspace? And, of course, there was the fact that everyone would be watching.

This also wouldn’t be how Elise normally did it. She tended to close her eyes for the most part, and she certainly didn’t splay her legs. To some degree, sure, but not the kind of spread that Kaitlyn was suggesting. And if Elise had to look at Anna, then she would also have to see the other girls in the background. Another distraction would be the small brunette herself, and how she was holding her uniform’s top open to display her bra-clad chest. Since Elise wasn’t actually a lesbian, she was going to have to somehow find pleasure while staring at a partially exposed girl.

All that, and the naked blonde was supposed to find release without faking it? And, if she couldn’t, the punishment would likely be worse than any of the others.

“Go on, pet. Be a good girl. Besides, we both know how desperately you need it.” Kaitlyn was still positioned so she could speak next to Elise’s ear, but these words were said loudly enough that the whole room could hear. Then the redhead stood back up and paused for a moment to take out her phone. Without another word, she sauntered over to Anna and placed one hand on the girl’s shoulder. Her other hand was used to aim the phone’s camera on Elise.

Just when things had seemed like they couldn’t get any worse. Elise’s eyes widened and she slightly whimpered to herself at the sight of the phone in Kaitlyn’s hand. So far, not a single picture had been taken of her since she stepped into the first-year’s room to begin this ordeal. At least, not one that she had noticed. Looking back, it was one of the main reasons Elise had crossed that first line of kissing Anna, as well as one of the ways she justified stripping in front of the original three girls. No evidence.

This changed everything. And yet, at the same time, it changed nothing.

Even with the camera pointed at her, Elise resisted the renewed temptation to cover herself up. She just knelt on the floor, bare chest on display for everyone to see, and tightly gripped her thighs to keep her hands where they were. Obedience was important. She couldn’t cover up, or she would be punished. Besides, Kaitlyn could have already taken a picture with the volume off, and Elise told herself it would be better to push another prefect to confiscate the device after she was free. For the moment, however, she was Kaitlyn’s obedient pet.

What was first, again? Wracking her brain for Kaitlyn’s exact orders, now in the face of both an audience and a camera, Elise came up with a short list of the girl’s phrases. ‘Lie down, spread your legs, fuck yourself, look at Anna, don’t fake it.’ She almost forgot the last one amidst the quiet suspense lingering in the room. But, as Elise’s eyes trailed up from the brunette’s smaller chest to her face that looked noticeably innocent when contrasted with the smirking redhead just to the right, she remembered the directive that would be yet another nail in the lesbian coffin Kaitlyn had built for her: ‘Moan Anna’s name.’

Nervously swallowing, Elise started by repositioning her body. Setting her hands on the carpet of the common room, she shifted one leg at a time out from underneath herself so her bare rear could rest on the floor below. That small separation of her thighs alone was enough to bring on a wave of varying emotions, and she made sure to clamp her legs together the moment she was able. Once Elise was settled, at least physically, she leaned back onto her hands while glancing up at Kaitlyn. Anna, too, thanks to their proximity, but Elise’s main attention was on the red haired leader of the trio that started all of this.

She was looking for a potential sliver of mercy, the chance that maybe this last task was some sick joke instead of the mortifying reality that it was about to become. All Elise got for her wishful thinking was a nod from Kaitlyn. Helpful. The submissive blonde didn’t know how to read that in the slightest, but the safest assumption was to just do as she was told.

Taking a shaky inhale, and grasping at whatever fragments of courage she could find, Elise lay back and slowly spread her legs. The hint of a breeze between her thighs was almost enough for her to slam them back together, but she persevered. Inch by inch, her feet and kneecaps separated, gradually creating an opening for everyone watching to get an unfettered view of her most private area.

The room was immediately filled with little gasps and hushed words. Kaitlyn, however, easily cut through the quiet white noise with a clear and direct command for everyone to hear.

“Wider, Elise.”

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