Camp Hazelwood (Part 4 Posted 9/20)

[Debbifan]

It's made clear that Nikki is older than the girls but not how old. Or have I missed it ? It would be nice to know to add more context.

[Nathan07]

*If you have any suggestions/desires on where you'd like this story to go (funny, intense, lighter, darker, ideas for future parts or elements), let me know and I'll do my best to implement them. I have my outline, but I want to write something people will enjoy*

Your story is really good, but I don't understand Nikki's behaviour. In the first part she is confident enough to challenge Tris to a high-stakes poker game, while in the second one she is so meek and submissive that she is completely at her mercy.
That said, I would definitely prefer a funny and light-hearted story. I like your stories, but they are a little too dark for me, especially the endings. I would also like to see Tris humiliated at the end, but I don't know if that would be possible.

[computerphoto]

Tris really need to be taken down a peg, she needs to learn she not in charge and going against the one in charge has consequences

[MissAriel]

*If you have any suggestions/desires on where you'd like this story to go (funny, intense, lighter, darker, ideas for future parts or elements), let me know and I'll do my best to implement them. I have my outline, but I want to write something people will enjoy*

I feel like part 2 has gone kind of fast and Nikki has become submissive pretty quickly, despite pretty successfully to establishing herself as the counselor in charge in part 1 and winning the poker game. What I would like to see for the next part is hopefully for Nikki to fight back and try to establish herself as being in charge and to be like, "Why would I obey this stupid token system, I'm the counselor here." It hasn't been established to me yet why she would feel the need to surrender her clothes on this token system. I'd like to see Tris establish some kind of leverage/consequences for Nikki disobeying or ignoring her.

Also, I'd like to see more poker because I do love strip games.

[jastes22]

Thanks everybody for the feedback. I’ll get started on implementing these for the next few parts of the story.

[Filika]

Thank you for the story

I am also feeling that the story is a little rush earlier but the storyline is indeed interesting

Looking forward for the next chapter

[jastes22]

My stomach twisted. “You can’t be serious.”

“Nikki,” Tris said calmly, voice laced with a mock concern, “Are you going to be a good girl?”

I hated that phrase. It made me feel small. Controlled. But worse, it made me want to obey. I wanted to be a good girl. I was the girl who liked authority. Who liked knowing what to do and how to do it. Some girls rebelled against that, but I thrived in the environment.

“Nikki?”

Somewhere between her voice, the cabin full of expectant eyes, and the sheer inevitability of it all, my resistance crumbled.

“I…” My voice cracked. Dan’s words echoed in my mind.

I’m counting on you.

For some reason, Dan's voice kept echoing in my mind. Why did it matter? Why should I care? So what he was depending on me? That didn’t mean letting some teenager boss me around, no matter how important it was to keep her happy! I was in charge! I—

“Yes.”

“‘Yes’ what?”

“…Yes, I’m going to be a good girl.”

“Good. Now strip like the good girl you are.”

It didn’t make sense. Good girls didn’t strip, not in front of others. But this good girl did, apparently.
My arms trembled as I unbuttoned my vest and let it slide to the floor. A few giggles rippled through the cabin. My counselor polo came off next, wet fabric clinging to my skin before I tugged it over my head and exposed my pink cotton bra. My nipples were already stiff from the cold, the embarrassment, or maybe both.
I paused.

Tris stepped forward, standing behind me. Her fingers brushed against my bare shoulders.

“Are you a counselor, Nikki?”

What? My mind panicked.

What was the right answer?

“N-no?”

Giggles. Whisper. Any shred of authority I had was completely gone now.

I had no power here.

“That’s right. What are you?”

“I’m a good girl,” I whispered, cheeks flaming.

“You’re my good girl.”

“I’m your good girl.”

The bra strap loosened behind me, and I flinched. Tris paused—considering—and then slipped it off my arms. A few girls gasped at the sight of seeing an older girl topless. I crossed my arms over my chest out of instinct.

Tris stepped up beside me, giving the girls an unfettered view of my bare stomach and shoulders. She waited.

I nodded faintly and bent to undo the belt. I pulled down my shorts, stepping out of them with a quiet rustle. My whole body quivered.

“Good girl,” Tris whispered, brushing her hand along my side and tugging my arms down. My chest was exposed to the room. My small, pert breasts bounced slightly with the motion. A few of the girls whispered. Some stared wide-eyed. I couldn’t tell what was worse—the attention or how much I was reacting to it.

Tris pulled my damp hair back with her fingers, letting my long brown hair fall down my back. “One more piece.”

I hesitated, then slowly hooked my fingers into the waistband of my panties. They were the only thing I had left. My last layer of dignity. But she was watching, and I had no Tokens.

With one slow pull, I brought them down. A few giggles escaped from the girls as they spotted my untrimmed bush. Like most girls, my outer lips protruded slightly beyond my outer labia, making them poke out just slightly from the bush that did next-to-nothing to protect me. A small thing, a part of my body. A part of my body I had never considered until this moment.

Everything was damp. My skin glistened with rainwater and sweat. Even my privates clung to my skin, though the dampness in between my legs was uncomfortably warm. I almost shook my head. There was no way I was getting off on this, not like this.

I stood there—naked, vulnerable, and silent. I felt like I could collapse any moment.

Her hand cupped one of my breasts, warm and confident. My breath caught. It wasn’t just humiliation—it was sensory overload. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. Not here. Not with her. Despite how she said it, I was a good girl, someone who would never do something like this.
Hand still caressing my breast, her other reached down between my thighs, fingers curling into my bush and gave a firm tug.

An involuntary moan escaped my lips, and I nearly collapsed. My reaction sent a fresh wave of giggles and whispers through the cabin.

She withdrew for a moment, and then stepped forward and placed something around my neck.

The “Visitor” badge. Cold, laminated plastic against bare warm skin.

“You’ve been so good,” she said, her voice syrupy. “I’ll give you one Token for your obedience. Spend it however you want.”

“Panties,” I whimpered. “Can I have my panties back?”

Was that too much? Was a Token even worth a shred of modesty?

Tris beamed. “Of course.”

Relief that I had chosen correctly. Shame that I had chosen at all.

She handed them over like a gift, as if they’d always belonged to her. And maybe, in some horrible symbolic way, they did.

I tugged them on quickly, covering my crotch and finally—finally—taking a breath that didn’t catch in my throat.

“Okay, girls,” Tris said brightly. “It’s time for our nightly poker game.”

She turned to me, eyes gleaming. “But this time, I’m making the conditions. If you win, Nikki, you’ll get your clothes back. And some Tokens. But if I win…” she let it hang, drawing every gaze in the cabin. “Then this is all you wear tomorrow during roll call.”

The cabin buzzed with anticipation. We formed a circle, poker-style, with the Hazel Tokens stacked in neat piles.

I knelt across from Tris, trying to ignore the prickling chill against my mostly bare skin. My bra was gone. My shirt was gone. I sat cross-legged in only my panties, surrounded by campers with all their clothes on. Every time I reached for Tokens or cards, I felt my body shift, tug, bounce—small movements that reminded me of how much I’d lost.

The early hands were warm-ups. I played tight, folding hands like 6 of Clubs and 4 of Spades. out of position. Picked up small pots with pocket 9s and a late-position raise. But my stack shrank anyway—small bluffs failed, and I was too scared to push when I had something real.

Tris was fearless. She played loose-aggressive, floating the flop, betting big on turns, forcing me to fold anything marginal. I couldn’t concentrate—couldn’t focus. Every time I leaned forward, I felt eyes on me. I could practically hear their thoughts:

She’s so red.

She’s barely covered.

I can see everything.

She’s completely naked.

I clenched my legs tighter.

Then came the hand that mattered.

Blinds at 2/4. I was in late position.

I looked down: Double 10s.

A solid pair. Strong enough to push with.

“Raise ten,” I said.

Tris called immediately.

Flop: Queen and 5 of Clubs followed by the ten of Hearts.

Trip tens. A set. I almost smiled, but forced myself to breathe. Slowly. Calmly.

“Check,” I said.

Tris leaned forward, deliberately, dragging her fingers across the carpet. “Fifteen.”

I called. No need to scare her off yet.

Turn: 8 of Clubs

No clear straight. No flush yet. Safe.

I hesitated—again feeling a chill sweep my bare shoulders.

She noticed.

“Twenty,” she said, pushing forward a big bet.

It was a trap. Or a scare tactic. But I knew I had her.

“All in,” I said.

Gasps. The whole room froze.

Tris called. No fear. Just satisfaction.

She turned over: A Queen and Five of Diamonds.

Two pair.

I flipped mine: 10 of Spades and 10 of Diamonds

Set of tens. Still ahead.

I just had to dodge one of the remaining two fives or two queens.

River: 5 of Spades

Silence. Stunned silence.

Tris looked at the board:

Her hand: Full house.

Mine: Set of tens.

The game was hers.

My clothes were gone.

My body went cold. My mind blank.

Tris leaned in close, whispering with a smile:

“Well, Nikki… I guess that means tomorrow’s roll call is going to be… memorable.”

[Filika]

Finally, chapter 3 has been released!

At this moment, the story and the plot is mainly focusing at Nikki's fate, which is good however, I guess it would not be too bad or even better if there will be some more twists or add more fate sharing persons starting from the next chapter. Well, that's just my opinion anyway and after all, it is still so far so good for me.

Thank you very much for this new chapter

Exciting to see how she is going to do or react with her fate tomorrow!

[jastes22]

Finally, chapter 3 has been released!

At this moment, the story and the plot is mainly focusing at Nikki's fate, which is good however, I guess it would not be too bad or even better if there will be some more twists or add more fate sharing persons starting from the next chapter. Well, that's just my opinion anyway and after all, it is still so far so good for me.

Thank you very much for this new chapter

Exciting to see how she is going to do or react with her fate tomorrow!

It will definitely be an interesting morning for her no matter how the cards play out.

[mikewozere]

She's still only naked in front of girls though.
I'd like to see the humiliation amped-up