The Prefect

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One of three installments that are due by October 15th. Hope you enjoy!

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The Prefect, Cont.


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 Annie, 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 Annie 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 Annie, 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 Annie, 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 Annie’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. Annie, 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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Elise did as she was told.

She was already in way too deep to change her mind, and obedience was the only way out of the reputation destroying hole she had dug for herself. While it would be easy to blame Kaitlyn for everything, Elise was plenty at fault herself. There had been so many moments where she should have put her foot down and said ‘no,’ yet wave upon wave of sunk cost fallacy had compelled her to keep going. All the way until this point, where she was spreading her legs wider and wider until her flexibility no longer allowed her to go any farther.

“Wider, pet,” Kaitlyn said.

“I- I can’t . . .” Elise muttered. Her hip flexors were already at their limit, and the only reason she had been able to make it so far in the first place was because her knees were raised. If it were a normal attempt at a split, she would have done even worse. Worried that her inability to stretch like a gymnast would be able to was going to result in a punishment, she pushed herself a hair wider in an attempt to show that she was trying,

“Shame. You’d think a lesbian slut would be better at spreading her legs. Well, what are you waiting for?”

Elise nervously swallowed. Her eyes flitted from Kaitlyn to the full common room of girls in the background, the small audience to her ultimate shame and humiliation. Even when stripped of her last article of clothing, the naked blonde had the weak ‘locker room’ justification. It obviously wasn’t the same, but still. This, however, was not something that anyone had seen her do. Ever. And, if that wasn’t enough, there was the whole ‘lesbian’ angle. Elise was straight. Elise was NOT a slut.

And yet, preparing herself to feed into the dramatic lie, Elise tentatively positioned her hand over her bare slit. Despite what she was about to do, there was actually a moment of relief as she realized that her fingers would partially cover up her exposure. It was a pretty pathetic silver lining in the grand scheme of things, but the thought gave her just enough of a breath to steel herself for what was to come.

No faking. Under the circumstances, Elise doubted her acting abilities anyway. So many eyes were on her, and one false sound would probably tip Kaitlyn off if it wasn’t done perfectly. With so many girls in the room, it was possible that a few of the others would also be able to tell. Guys were the clueless ones, after all, and self-pleasure was a lot different than leaning into a feeling that someone else gave you. Not that Elise had any experience in that department.

Ever so hesitantly, Elise brushed her fingertips against her womanhood. She instantly cringed at the slight dampness waiting for her. It’s not like she was naive when it came to her own body; she had been vaguely aware of the warmth and wetness between her legs ever since Kaitlyn had drawn a moan from her lips. Feeling it was one thing; touching it, however, proved without a shadow of a doubt that a girl had turned her on. Two girls, actually, as her kiss with Annie had also provoked an unintentional verbal reaction. Elise knew that it wasn’t quite that simple, as a lot of her reluctant lust was due to the way her body had been set up to betray her. Still, the ‘lesbian’ label was a lot more difficult to ignore when girls and only girls had brought her this far.

That wasn’t the only label that worried her. With just ofne or two small rubs, Elise widened as she felt her lower body twitch. ‘Oh God,’ she thought to herself. That’s all it took. Just the slightest touch, and she could feel the temptation to do more. When she was alone, and her roommate was out of town, it took a lot more than that to get warm enough to want the release she knew how to give herself. But she had already been warmed up. Clamps and squeezes and kisses, all given to her by girls that had a better shot at guessing what she liked than the opposite sex. The attention to her chest had done the most to affect her below the waist; even the painful parts had subtly added to the mix, due to how sensitive she was after her nipples had been pinched for so long.

Slut.

If she got herself off in a matter of seconds, would that be the assumption? Or should she take advantage of the unexpected need for pleasure, so this could all be over?

The latter. Definitely. Kaitlyn had done a thorough job of wrecking her image and reputation, so how much worse would this make things? Better to get it over and done with, so she could move on and start picking up the pieces. Rather than looking at Kaitlyn, however, Elise shifted her gaze to Annie. The petite brunette with the undone shirt; the girl that was supposed to have her attention during this whole endeavor.

What were the rules, again? Look at Annie, and moan her name. The first part of that was going to be the most difficult. After a single touch, Elise’s eyelids were ready to flutter closed. For a moment, she met the girl’s eyes. Mistake. The first-year was too cute, too innocent; the total opposite of Kaitlyn. Even the faint intimacy of eye contact was a reminder of the multiple kisses they shared, and how wrong it was to do something like that with a younger girl. Especially a girl who looked young, unlike Kaitlyn and Caroline who had more mature images.

Elise lowered her gaze, and stared at the girl’s bra-clad chest instead. Less personal, but probably more lesbian.

Then, giving into her body’s needs, Elise gave herself a more firm rub.
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The Prefect, Cont.


It was shockingly easy.

Elise knew her body best, which meant she knew how to get herself where she needed to go. The only thing that had been holding her up so far was fear, and insecurity, and a never-ending desire to maintain some dignity as Kaitlyn walked all over her. After a single touch of her own, however, all bets were off.

She needed release. Badly.

One good rub over her clit managed to blur out a good half the room as Elise sharply inhaled. Her eyelids threatened to flutter closed a second time, but she managed to force her gaze to remain on Annie’s chest. While Elise’s body was beyond ready, there was still going to be some frustrating edging involved. After years of habitually closing her eyes when in the throes of pleasure, it was going to be a constant, conscious effort to do the opposite. That in itself was a distraction, and looking at the petite brunette’s body was a secondary hurdle when Elise didn’t actually like girls.

Probably. The horny blonde’s preconceived notions of her own sexuality had been a bit unraveled in the last hour. Kissing girls was, well, unique. It’s not that she liked it, but there was a softness and almost a naturalness to it that greatly contrasted the gender she was accustomed to. At some level, Elise knew that Kaitlyn was trying to condition her with words and touch, but that didn’t fully stop it from working anyway. Staring at boobs while she was turned on certainly didn’t help, either.

Trying to refocus on the desire between her legs and, more importantly, to tune everything else out, Elise gave herself a few more rubs over her little sweet spot to get back where she was a moment ago. Her breath hitched in her throat at one particular bit of pressure in just the right spot, and she didn’t hesitate in the slightest to slip two fingers inside herself. One, she and her body needed it. Two, she really didn’t want to further edge herself by getting distracted again.

Hooking her fingertips up into just the right position, she sighed out a soft moan from the sensation. Her legs really wanted to adjust to a more comfortable position, but the prefect wasn’t so far gone that she had forgotten the recent things demanded of her. Legs spread, like a slut. Eyes open, to look at Annie. Moan the girl’s name, like a lesbian. Those weren’t even the phrases that Kaitlyn had used, but the dots were pretty damn easy to connect after all the repetition of the damning labels.

She slowly found a rhythm, still focusing her gaze solely on Annie’s boobs. Any errant glance towards Kaitlyn’s smirk or Annie’s shy expression would be a painful three steps backwards when Elise was so close to the finish line. When her fingers had a steady rhythm, Elise reflexively reached up with her other hand to fondle her bare breast. Normally she didn’t need the extra help when fingering herself, but it was difficult to combat the coldness of being naked with no blankets like she would normally have.

Giving herself a good squeeze, followed by the kind of nipple brush she enjoyed with her thumb, Elise coaxed herself back into the state she was in a moment ago. Doing so while staring at Annie’s chest sparked a fleeting curiosity of how it might feel to do the motion on another girl. 'Fuck.' Elise was NOT into girls! As if to shake away the very thought, she gave her breast a hard squeeze and manipulated her fingers in just the right way. It was enough. Her head slightly tilted back and she let out a soft moan.

Of course, the girl she wanted to ignore was the very girl she was supposed to be looking at. Way too belated to count as part of the slutty noise she just made, Elise muttered a meek, “Annie . . .”

She still didn’t dare look at Kaitlyn, but her peripherals were enough to notice the redhead’s hand raised towards the rest of the room. A nonverbal ‘hush’ to the rest of the room, so Elise wouldn’t get distracted. Or, more likely, so no one’s voice would be caught on the multiple cameras trained on her. Of course, the blonde was too far gone to be thinking about that. It was enough work to keep her eyes open and cling to the memory of Kaitlyn’s demands. Because, other than that, the only thing Elise could listen to her was her body.

Gasping from another twinge of pleasure, there was no stopping it now. Staring at Annie’s bit of cleavage, her eyes temporarily stuck more on the bare skin between the bra cups than the plain fabric itself that she had tried to focus on before, Elise let out a slightly more audible moan as she found herself inching closer and closer to the edge. “A-Annie,” she awkwardly said again, barely more than a whisper.

Third time was the charm, apparently. As she picked up the pace with her fingers, and more erratically groped at her chest to push herself towards the peak that seemed like the only thing important any more, Elise managed to time the brunette’s name with her next slutty exhale. “Annie!” she moaned. It was breathy and a little bit shaky, but Elise didn’t care how it might make her sound. For a fleeting moment, she didn’t care about anything.

Her eyes flitted up to look at the small girl’s face. Annie. Big blue eyes, and long brunette locks. The girl she made out with. The girl who had drawn out a mid-kiss moan from her touch.

Elise couldn’t help herself. Forgetting one of Kaitlyn’s directives, her eyes closed and her head tilted back for a more drawn out moan. All of a sudden, she was imagining Annie’s hand tweaking her nipple in the way that had worked so well during their kiss, while her own hand did the same in the present.

Seconds later, the dam broke and Elise cried out the girl’s name again.
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Another Wonderful Chapter! One of my favorite stories of recent years!
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Very good as usual, I just hope she uses the video to good blackmailing effect.
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It was hands down the best orgasm Elise had ever experienced.

Not because of the lesbian twist, or the exhibitionism, or the strange combination of pain and pleasure that was quite new to the previously vanilla girl. Instead, it was from the sheer amount of time she had been teased and primed for the release that was now overtaking her. A good portion had happened without the blonde even realizing, as she had been too busy being embarrassed from exposure and constantly mortified every time Kaitlyn found a new way to make things worse for her.

After a subtle build-up that had blossomed into a desperate and urgent need ever since she began touching herself, Elise found herself more and more detached from the world. Each wave of pleasure was better than the last, and she made no attempt to muffle the breathy moans that followed the slutty yelp of Annie’s name as Elise reached the much needed peak.

She stayed up there for as long as possible, working her fingers in just the right rhythm to renew things every time it felt like the magic was fading. Eventually, it was time to come down, and that journey took just as long. Ever so slowly, Elise slowed the pace between her legs, softening the grip on her chest as well. The soft moans turned to shaky exhales; the exhales quieted to a whimper or two as she removed her fingers from below and gave one last circular rub to her wet outer lips. And, after brushing her sensitive nipple for a tiny jolt of pleasure that caused her breath to hitch, Elise allowed her eyes to flutter open.

The scene before her was almost a harder slap in the face than any of the ones Kaitlyn had physically given her. Nothing had changed since Elise had closed her eyes, save for perhaps the expressions on a few girls’ faces, and yet everything felt different. As reality sank in, Elise slammed her legs together and threw her arms over her bare chest and her most private area.

She had just gotten off to the thought of a girl!! Not that Annie was on her mind the whole time, but Elise paled as she remembered the fleeting images just before she gave into her body’s urges. Annie’s face, eyes, and hair. Her still bared breasts. And the thought of the small brunette’s hands on Elise’s own chest as Elise approached her climax. It was one thing for Kaitlyn to tell everyone that Elise was a lesbian, but something else entirely for those kinds of thoughts to invade the prefect’s mind unprompted. Denial set in immediately, as there were plenty of excuses to consider. All the girl touches, particularly with Annie, and then the fact that she had to stare at the girl’s exposed chest all the way until Elise disappeared into the foggy lust.

If anything, such ‘curiosity’ would point towards being bisexual, but even that potential shift in sexuality was enough to leave the naked blonde thoroughly stunned and confused. Was it actually possible, or had she just been tricked and conditioned to temporarily have such thoughts? Putting aside the personal dilemma, there was still the fact that every first-year present but the initial three would think that the former was true. Elise was a lesbian. At an all girls’s school.

Thanks to Kaitlyn, and the rumors that would no doubt circulate like wildfire once the common room cleared out for dinner, Elise’s dynamic with nearly everyone would change. She had the terrifying thought earlier, but it resurfaced more strongly now that she had thoroughly breathed life into the lie by moaning in the middle of a girl kiss, and by saying her ‘crush’s’ name during her slutty public display mere moments ago. Elise and her roommate saw each other in bras and towels all the time. Would Charlotte be offended that Elise hadn’t been honest and upfront about things? Plus now everyone could mistake her friendliness for potential flirting. It was going to be a nightmare either way; she would have to either find a way to set things straight, so to speak, or deal with the fallout of apparently being into girls for the rest of her time at university.

Back to the present, there was still Kaitlyn to deal with.

Elise’s mind had been racing with all kinds of mortifying projections, while also wanting to sink into the floor after realizing that she was still totally naked and had just done something so personal with herself in front of a whole room of girls. And, even worse, it had also been recorded. Kaitlyn’s phone was still trained on the ruined prefect, and her smirk was more pronounced than ever.

“What did I say about covering, slut?” Kaitlyn asked. Her stern words broke the awed silence that followed what was probably the first experience of this nature that most of the girls had ever witnessed. “Drop your arms, and spread your legs.”

Despite the sobering reality, Elise was still in no position to disobey. This wasn’t even about her prefect materials any more. Instead, it was a matter of acquiring clothes and doing whatever it took to ensure the wicked redhead deleted that video. Or, at least, promised to keep it to herself. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” Somehow finding her voice, though it was still a little shaky in the aftermath of such a powerful release, Elise said the familiar phrase.

She knew she had to do it, and that it’s not like the audience of first-year girls hadn’t seen everything anyway, but it still took a bit of willpower to lose the warmth and protection of her arms. Elise hesitantly lowered them to reveal her breasts again, and even more hesitantly spread her legs to once again display her womanhood to the entire room.

An audible *click* from Kaitlyn’s phone gave away that the girl was taking a picture.

“Good girl,” she said, “Now, how about a smile?”
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I can't tell you how pleased I am to see another chapter of this most excellent story. My sincere hope is that you don't feel pressure to rush this epic tale to a premature conclusion just to get it off your desk. It would be better to put the story on hiatus until inspiration strikes again rather than close the door robbing readers of the hope of more creative things to come.

I say that not because I think that you have any plans to end the story, but rather to encourage you that there are so many fans out here that have ranked this as an all time favorite that would gladly wait on whatever the future holds than to see it shelved to the archives just to see the words "The End." As a testament to it's staying power, this story's active life already spans several years since the first chapter was published and fans still want to see more in your polls - quite a remarkable feat I would say.

Keep up the great work!!!

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Author's Note: This story, as well as "The Dancer" can most easily be read on my new site:
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Being told to ‘smile’ was painful enough in everyday life.

Elise considered herself a fairly positive person, and certainly wasn’t the moody type she often saw across the river. And yet, any time an adult felt the need to encourage a chipper expression when it wasn’t called for, Elise usually found herself doing the opposite. She was a genuine girl, and being told to plaster a smile on her face to fit someone else’s image of who she should be was beyond frustrating.

Of course, this wasn’t a normal circumstance in the slightest. Kaitlyn was practically a peer, rather than an out of touch adult, and Elise was naked and recovering from a damning display of promiscuity. The last thing in the world she wanted to do was act happy about such a mortifying act, but what else was she supposed to do? Obedience was her only way out of this mess.

Elise pursed her lips into a reluctant smile. She couldn’t muster much, and she ended up looking more demure than anything else as she left herself exposed for the camera and the audience, too.

Nothing was ever enough for Kaitlyn, of course. “Wider, Elise. Spread yourself like the slut you are.”

The naked blonde simply did as she was told. In less than an hour, she was already getting a bit numb to words like ‘pet’ and ‘slut.’ Her nudity was a lot worse than the words themselves, and it really was getting to the point where she was getting numb to the whole situation. The more she could detach herself from reality, the more bearable the never-ending trial would be.

Her smile didn’t falter, either, which allowed Kaitlyn to snap a handful of pictures. “Keep smiling, my obedient pet.” Stepping forward, she started taking pictures from various angles until she was crouched right in front of the naked girl. “Smartphones these days have such good cameras,” she said. Three more audible *clicks* sounded, and then Kaitlyn glanced up from her phone to meet Elise’s eyes. “Push your boobs together with your hands and give me a sexy smirk.”

That was enough to shake Elise out of her zombie-like trance. While her body was objectively attractive, she didn’t feel that way in the slightest at the moment. And smirking? That wasn’t her at all. Finding the smallest spark of resistance as the prefect she was supposed to be, Elise said, “Kaitlyn. Enough.”

For a long moment, Kaitlyn just stared at her. It was like the calm before the storm, and there could very easily be a harsh slap coming. Instead, the redhead pinched Elise’s nipple and abruptly stood up.

It was the absolute last thing Elise expected. Still wildly sensitive from the clamps earlier, from both a pain and pleasure standpoint, she gasped in horror as her whole body was being lifted by her boob. Scared that gravity combined with Kaitlyn’s nails were going to somehow rip off her nipple entirely, Elise scrambled to support herself with her hands while she got her feet under her. Jumping up as quickly as possible to lessen the uniquely horrible sensation, she was once again surprised when things didn’t end there.

Kaitlyn grabbed her hair, and used the renewed grip on Elise’s blonde locks to drag her across the room; she gave a few harsh tugs on the pinched nipple as well to ensure immediate compliance.

Elise squirmed and whined and whimpered, but more or less allowed herself to be taken every step of the way. Not moving forward resulted in too much pain on her scalp and on her chest, and whatever pleasure had lingered from touching herself had all but evaporated in light of Kaitlyn’s newest cruel tactics.

“I like my girls obedient, pet. If you’re not going to be a good girl, then get the fuck out.”

It wasn’t until Kaitlyn opened the door that Elise realized where she had been pulled. They were at the common room’s exit. And without a door to hide what was going on, somebody could walk by any second and see that she was totally naked!! “NO. Kaitlyn, please! /Miss/ Kaitlyn.” Instantly correcting herself, and suddenly terrified at the sight of the hallway just past the threshold, Elise folded completely. “I’m your obedient pet. I’ll do anything you say. Anything, Miss Kaitlyn!”

“And you’re a lesbian slut?” Kaitlyn scowled. She sharply pinched Elise’s nipple and twisted her hair.

“YES. I’m a lesbian slut.”

“Louder, girl.”

“I’m a lesbian slut!!!”

The whole common room erupted with various reactions. Some of the more bold girls, like Maya, seemed to enjoy this turn of events. Rather than a quiet little doll, like Elise had been recently in her embarrassment, they were witnessing the uptight prefect acting more shrill and desperate than ever. A handful of girls, however, looked a lot more nervous. This had been one thing in private, but they were worried for a similar reason as the panicked blonde–the wrong person witnessing this could mean serious trouble for the whole group of girls.

“Close the door, Kaitlyn!” one of them finally yelled.

“Shut up!” Caroline snapped. Considering how quiet and calm the brunette was, it packed more of a punch when she raised her voice. “Kaitlyn always takes the fall for us. How about some fucking trust?”

Ignoring everyone, Kaitlyn insisted, “Louder, Elise!”

Not thinking twice about it, Elise obeyed. “I’M A LESBIAN SLUT.”

“If you rat on me, Elise, you’re a dead girl. Besides, it’s ten against one. Who do you think they’re going to believe?” Yanking on twisting even harder on Elise’s hair, Kaitlyn leaned in and hissed in her ear. “Next time I see you, I expect obedience. ‘Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.’ ‘Anything you say, Miss Kaitlyn.’ ‘Please, may I fuck Annie, Miss Kaitlyn?’ Got it, slut?”

Elise didn’t get the chance to answer. Out of nowhere, Kaitlyn let go with both hands, gave Elise’s bare ass a resounding slap, and then shoved her out into the hall.

Stumbling forward, Elise caught her balance just in time to hear the door slamming behind her, followed by the distinct heavy click of a lock.
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Excellent as per usual, can't wait for the next instalment.
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