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The Prefect, Part 25 [F20/F18] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part 25**

*Click*

In one deft motion, Kaitlyn pulled Elise’s hands behind her, grabbed the handcuffs from Caroline’s hands, and bound them together. Elise didn’t even realize what was happening until it was too late. “Wait! Wait, wait, wait!” she gasped. She thought Kaitlyn was just being obnoxiously rough again, but the cool metal on her wrists made her worried all over again.

“Elise! Obedient pets don’t talk!” As punishment, Kaitlyn unzipped the back of Elise’s skirt. Well, Anna’s skirt. For once, Elise was happy she was wearing a piece of the smaller girl’s uniform. It may have showed off more thigh, but it didn’t immediately fall down when unzipped. “Something to say?” she hissed in Elise’s ear.

The bound blonde just frantically shook her head left and right. “Good girl!” Kaitlyn exclaimed, breaking the momentary intense spell. “I guess you’re just not to using these outside the bedroom!”

The five common room girls had giggled a bit at Kaitlyn’s bold ‘fact’ about obedient pets, but the reminder that Elise was a super kinky girl when she wasn’t acting all stuck up brought on a whole new wave of whispers and giggles. And then the worst thing happened. Two more girls walked in from the outside hall. Read more »

The Tutor, Part Eighteen [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal]

**Part Eighteen**

”Good evening, Ms. Moore.”

Just as I was about to circle around to the front of the house, Trixie greeted me at the side door. There was no doorbell, so I had resigned myself to knocking and hoping that she was within earshot. Apparently not, as the only reason she had come to check on the secluded servants’ section of the house was because I was late. Which wasn’t fair, because I’m the girl who’s always early; until I have to awkwardly stand around outside as the minutes tick by, that is.

After a reminder to do so, I took off my shoes by the door, then followed the young blonde maid through the back hallway as she explained how my arrivals would work. There was a hint of impatience in her voice, which also wasn’t fair. This was only my second time at the Alodias’ house, and no one had informed me about protocol or etiquette in any of the messages prior to this explanation. Read more »

The Prefect, Part 24 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part 24**

*‘Shit. SHIT.’*

Despite her outward submissive demeanor, Elise was still at war with herself within. She couldn’t decide which was worse: having her boobs bared in front of the girls who were supposed to respect her, doing Kaitlyn’s bidding in front of everyone, or having most of the room think that she owned such kinky toys. Not only was Elise inexperienced in general, but she was also the kind of girl who would probably be super vanilla even when she *did* start exploring.

Her reputation was crumbling, yet those same justifications kept surfacing. Kaitlyn could easily strand her naked right now. If Kaitlyn passed around those binders, Elise could get in serious trouble with the administration. It wouldn’t matter how it was stolen, and Elise was the one who foolishly handed over her backpack with barely a second thought. At the end of the day, she would be blamed. And then there was the fact that Elise had done so much already. Changed and stripped and kissed and let herself be treated with so much disrespect by these younger girls.

“Yes, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise muttered. Read more »

The Prefect, Part 23 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part 23**

“Not a sound, pet.” And with no more hesitation, Kaitlyn attached both clamps.

It was too much.

Kaitlyn had said that clamping right on the nipples was worse, but Elise was too prudish and vanilla of a girl to truly understand the meaning of those words. And, on top of that, she was entirely unaware that Kaitlyn had adjusted the tightness a bit to make the whole experience more painful than it normally would be.

The pinching/clamping sensation was new, awkward, and uncomfortable. But, more than anything, it was painful. Elise winced the moment the clamps were attached to her sensitive nipples, and it was only Kaitlyn’s stern face before her that ensured she suppressed the reflexive sound that was forming in her throat.

“Does it feel as good as usual, Elise?” Kaitlyn asked. She couldn’t help but smirk as the stuck up blonde prefect was now not only wearing a collar, but also these slutty chains to further ‘enhance’ her topless state. “Give yourself a little tug if it does.”

Elise couldn’t. Read more »

The Prefect, Part 22 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part 22**

“There you have it, girls,” Kaitlyn said. “Though it’s always been pretty obvious, hasn’t it? Just make sure you don’t leave your bras and underwear around when Elise is doing room inspections. Unless you *want* to be noticed, of course.” Kaitlyn let the giggling from her teasing comment die out, then moved on. “Anyway, now that that’s out of the way, I believe little Elise still needs to be punished. Don’t you, pet?”

Elise knew what she had to say. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” She caught herself just in time, managing to answer ‘properly’ before likely getting slapped again. “I still need to be punished.”

“Why is that, Elise?”

“Because…because I covered myself up…” Elise said. She had almost forgotten the reason after everything else Kaitlyn had just put her through. And, at the redhead’s insistence, she said the whole thing like usual. “I need to be punished because I covered up my boobs.”

“Your bare boobs.” Kaitlyn corrected her. Anything to make the prefect’s embarrassment a little worse. Once Elise repeated the same thing with the small difference, Kaitlyn continued. “That’s right. Good girls get to cover up, Elise. Hell, good girls get clothes for that matter. But you’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you?” Read more »

The Prefect, Part 21 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part 21**

Elise froze.

That’s…that’s not…

How could Kaitlyn say that?? It was one thing for Elise to ‘confess’ her feelings about Anna in private, and to give the short brunette a peck, but this…

No one had ever called her the L word before, and certainly not so bluntly. No one had even asked. Elise had always been into guys, which of course meant that she stayed single at an all girls school. She was too busy as a prefect and as a model student to try to date outside school hours.

The constant pink on her cheeks turned into full on red as the ‘audience’ of girls gasped and whispered to each other.

This couldn’t happen.

It’s not that Elise harbored any negative thoughts about non-straight sexuality, but this was an all girl school! If word got out about this, and something told Elise that it would, then everything would change. Room inspections. Changing in the locker rooms. Everyone would look at her differently.

And yet Elise stayed speechless. She was dumbfounded that Kaitlyn would do such a thing to her. Somehow, this was worse than being physically exposed. Read more »

The Sister, Part Fourteen [M19/F18] [Cheating] [Erotic Couplings]

**PART FOURTEEN**

It was like I was in a trance, yet fully aware of what was happening at the same time. My hand moved of its own accord, exploring Natalie’s bare breast with yet another soft squeeze. Without her guidance this time, I brushed my thumb across her nipple in the way that seemed to make her react before. Sure enough, she slightly tensed just like Jessica from the sensitive spot they had in common.

Still idly smirking, she looked up at me and quietly said, “You can have the other one, too.” With a single finger, she traced up the entire length of my hardness over my boxers. Just enough pressure to ensure I stayed that way, while effectively teasing me at the same time. “If that’s what you want.”

There was no excuse. I had been given ample opportunities to put a stop to this, and this was a choice Natalie was letting me make all on my own. Gently groping her, instead of pulling away from her bare chest. And now, slowly raising my other hand until I was palming her opposite breast. Despite how I was feeling her up, a small part of me was desperately trying to be faithful even after the most amazing blowjob I had ever been given. “Natalie . . . ” I muttered. Meeting her eyes and trying to communicate how wrong all of this was without managing to even remotely find the words. Inappropriately touching her, but at least having the self control to keep my hands still for the time being. Read more »

The Prefect, Parts 16-20 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part Sixteen**

“My turn, little Elise!” Kaitlyn smiled.

The awful ‘leader’ of the three girls had already turned Anna’s simple and innocent task into something so much worse. A more exaggerated confession of Elise’s nonexistent feelings for the cute brunette. But something told the exposed prefect that a task designed entirely by Kaitlyn would be much worse than one altered by her.

Elise just waited patiently and silently, not knowing what else to say. Despite how long she stood topless, the urge to cover up was constantly there. It took all her effort not to wrap her arms around her exposed breasts and avoid the ogling of the three amused girls that got to sit comfortably fully clothed around her.

“By the way, my little prefect…” Kaitlyn said, “If you try to hide that cute little chest of yours, the punishment will be taking off your skirt. Understand?”

“But-” Elise stopped herself just in time. No arguing. No complaining. But it was like the wicked girl could read her mind. Then again, who wouldn’t be tempted to cover up if they were topless in such a way? She chose not to fight it. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise muttered. Read more »

The Tutor, Part Sixteen [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal]

**PART SIXTEEN**

When Annabelle abruptly ended the call, I had no idea how to react.

Was she upset? Annoyed? Did she just need to process what I said, or was it something else entirely? I didn’t know the girl nearly well enough after one day to read her, especially not over the phone.

Even worse, what was I supposed to do with myself while I waited? It would have been one thing if she had simply picked Bridget over me; after I pushed back a little more, of course. Knowing my old rival was reaping the benefits of an opportunity that should have been mine would have stung, and I can’t imagine how long I’d need to get over it. But now the band-aid was still in place, instead of being ripped off. I had no idea which way Annabelle might lean, and the suspense was already killing me.

Also, what did she mean by a few hours? That could mean anything to a teenager. Or to a university student, I guess. Read more »