The Prefect

[*Lady Lucia*]

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Part 50

Elise remained frozen for what easily could have been either ten seconds or ten minutes. Arm over bare breasts, hand over bare crotch. As if the door was about to swing open again to reveal Melanie again, or perhaps Kaitlyn after how much pull the redhead seemed to have despite no longer being right in front of Elise.

Everything Melanie laid out for her processed like molasses. Apparently Elise wasn’t allowed to wear clothes in her own room. Or allowed to lock her door. And rather than defend her, the dirty blonde co-prefect was working in tandem with Kaitlyn. Enforcing the constant nudity. The lesbian thing. Probably more, once Elise had acclimated to the first round of things that weren’t remotely small in terms of how daunting they were.

And Anna was coming. For a date, apparently. Not a caf date, where everyone would see them sharing a small table, but a private one in Elise’s own room. She wasn’t sure if that was better or worse. While avoiding the public side of things was good, but how the hell was she supposed to share a meal with a first-year that she barely knew while naked and constantly worried about what the small brunette might share with Kaitlyn? Then there was that bit about sneaking the girl out. While the rest of the prefects weren’t currently around, what about when Anna was still there later after they returned?

It was all too much.

Even under normal circumstances, Elise probably wouldn’t know how to handle so many things being thrown at her. But after the day she had? It was impossible. Ever so slowly, she lowered her arms. Naked. Totally naked, just like so many times before. But just like studying for a test, it was something she would have to get used to until she could convince Melanie to help her out of this mess. If Anna showed up, or if Melanie circled back, it wouldn’t do for her to be covering. Not when compliance was currently her best weapon in terms of staying on each girl’s good side.

‘Okay. What next?’ Elise thought to herself. Fully nude with her arms by her side, check. Yep, that was going to be an adjustment. Was she seriously going to have to study and do homework while baring herself? It was going to be so difficult to focus. For the time being, however, her biggest concern was the impending arrival of Anna. Realizing she hadn’t touched her phone since Kaitlyn confiscated it, Elise decided that was the next best course of action. Walking over to the blazer Melanie had retrieved, Elise reached into the pocket and let out an exhale of relief when the smartphone was where it had been the whole time.

Was there someone she could call? Absolutely not. Kaitlyn’s friends would back her up, and somehow spin it that Elise was the kinky exhibitionist lesbian slut. And if Melanie was playing her own game throughout all this, then it would be Elise’s word vs. hers. What about Anna? The girl’s number was sitting right there. But obviously Elise couldn’t call her off without Kaitlyn finding out about it. Every time she considered an idea like that, it pointed right back to the redhead punishing her.

Regardless, Elise at least took a minute to put Anna’s number into her phone. Just in case. But, at the same time, she decided not to send a text. Melanie had said that she would message a heads up about Anna’s arrival, and anything sent by Elise herself to the brunette would just further incriminate her if anyone found out about them. Best to leave it as she said/she said, even if that stuff was stacked against her as well.

Minute by minute crept by, and the only ‘solution’ Elise managed to come up with was the fleeting one that crossed her mind earlier–Melanie would need to help. Until then, Elise realized more and more that she was totally at the mercy of both her and Kaitlyn. She flopped onto her bed with a groan. Her authority as a prefect was completely compromised, and she was about to be on a lesbian date with a girl whose face and body was the focus of Elise’s public orgasm.

The solitude of her room continued to be useless, as it was not nearly the sanctuary she had been longing for earlier when sneaking around naked through the halls. The naked blonde actually had a ton of homework and prefect binder things to take care of, but that would have to wait until Anna was gone and Elise could think clearly again. At the moment, all she could manage was projecting how things might go on the impending date. It’s not like Kaitlyn would be there to supervise or demand XYZ. But, at the same time, what was and wasn’t expected of Elise? And was she seriously supposed to sit around and eat dinner while Anna got an unfettered view of her bare body?

Elise would find out soon enough. A buzz from her phone made her slightly jolt from the momentary comfort her mattress gave her. The message was from Melanie, as promised, saying that Anna would be there in about five minutes. Followed, of course, with ‘Have fun!’ and a winky face. Elise’s heart rate picked up a little bit as she noted the time, and imagined the eighteen year old brunette on the other side of the door.

Objectively, it was no big deal. Anna had already seen her naked, and Elise had done a lot more than simply let Kaitlyn’s suite see her exposed body. But this was different, somehow. Maybe it was the fact that it was Elise’s private room, and using her personal space for something like this felt wrong. Or, more likely, it’s because she was about to hang out undressed with a girl she had already kissed and then climaxed to. Either way, Elise wasn’t ready. But there were only . . . three minutes to go, and she had already convinced herself that texting/calling Anna wasn’t an option.

The only choice Elise really had for herself was how to let the girl in. This date was obviously going to happen, but she would take whatever bit of authority and personal decisions she could find. Answering the door naked was obviously out of the question. Since one of her new rules was keeping her room unlocked, Elise opted for the bed. It’s probably where she and Anna would end up eating, since it’s not like they could share the desk. And such a spot gave Elise the option to keep her legs as tightly together as possible to obscure her womanhood. As for her breasts, those would just have to be on display. Besides, she had been topless a lot longer than she had been bottomless earlier, and a bare chest wasn’t quite as personal as a girl showing off her most private area.

As Elise positioned herself on the bed and made sure she was showing as little as possible, all while bracing herself for whatever a room/dinner date would look like with Anna, the knock on her door happened all too soon. Those three minutes really flew by, or maybe Elise had just hoped they would last forever even if the limbo of waiting was nerve wracking in its own way.

Resisting the urge to cover, Elise nervously swallowed and then found her voice.

“Come in,” she said.

[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 51

Kaitlyn was thrilled with how things had gone with Elise.

In truth, she had not remotely planned for such escalation. Not that she ever had much of a plan at all. When waiting around for the stuck-up prefect to arrive, Kaitlyn mostly considered ideas that would take the blonde down a peg or two. Like making her leave in Anna’s uniform, when the smaller outfit wouldn’t adhere to the academy’s rules about skirt length and such. Or getting to her to kiss a girl, as something that Kaitlyn could forever hold over her head regardless of how tame the little peck might be.

But then Elise ended up being such a pushover! Seriously, how had a girl like that ended up as a prefect?

Sure, Kaitlyn was well adept at manipulation. However, that didn’t mean she was good enough to snap her fingers and get anything she wanted. Not right away, at least. Girls required a clever foundation of either friendship or intimidating, depending on who it was. Anna and Caroline were obviously the former, though the majority of girls were the latter. Popularity through fear was quite successful in Kaitlyn’s experience. Boys were a lot more simple, albeit complicated enough that it wasn’t merely a matter of batting her eyes and showing a little cleavage. The most obedient boys were the ones who consistently thought they had a chance with her, to the point where she could wrap them around her finger without them realizing that their obsessive pining and dedication would never actually lead anywhere.

Then there was Elise, who ultimately ended up being easier than said desperate/horny boys. Kaitlyn had expected her to balk at the idea of seven tasks, or perhaps to storm out when Kaitlyn twisted the uniform task to include taking literally everything off that didn’t belong to Anna. But Elise stayed. The girl either had some serious tunnel vision when it came to getting her prefect materials back, or was naturally submissive and didn’t realize how deep the desire to be dominated was buried underneath her repressed, prudish personality.

It could easily have been a combination of both, but the devious redhead was beginning to lean more towards the latter. Why else would a girl who was supposed to be in charge so easily give up her power? Elise could have walked away before it was too late, but instead she opted to strip down and make herself more and more vulnerable until she had fallen past the point of no return. And Kaitlyn knew that the blonde wasn’t actually a lesbian, which made the girl/girl stuff particularly amusing. Either she had successfully turned dear Elise over the course of the ordeal–a lovely fantasy, despite how unlikely it was–or at least awakened some curiosity in the girl. That, or Elise had become obedient to the point that she would do things with another girl simply because not going along with it would make her a bad girl. Kaitlyn assumed it was curiosity, since the majority of girls had some form of a spectrum there. Although if Elise was truly straight, that would be its own kind of fun.

As a dominant girl, Kaitlyn had greatly enjoyed flexing her power in such a way. It was the furthest she had ever gone with another girl, which was especially satisfying due to the fact that Elise was both older and a girl that was supposed to be an authority figure in her life. Kaitlyn had handcuffed the occasional partner, slapped a few people around, etc., but all of that paled in comparison to what she put Elise through. Public nudity, extensive time in clamps, slaps that had the girl quivering by the end, all of which was rounded out by the naked girl spreading her legs and getting herself off in front of everyone. The cherry on top? She did it while looking at Anna.

By the end of it all, Kaitlyn was a little too high on her power trip. The more practical move would have been dressing Elise up in Anna’s uniform like how things had started out, and sending her on her way. It would be the same handbook violation as before, only this time as the blonde wrestled with how she had fucked herself for an audience and lost all semblance of dignity and authority when it came to the ten girls that lived in the suite together. Except Kaitlyn couldn’t help herself. Seeing the blonde prefect buck naked and wonderfully submissive was just too much. So instead of giving Elise anything at the end of it all, Kaitlyn simply shoved the fully nude girl out of the common room and into the public hallway.

While deeply satisfying, it was also beyond impulsive. Because though Kaitlyn had given a pretty harsh warning to the blonde, there was no telling whether or not someone would coax the truth out of her while she was vulnerable from not only being undressed, but also from everything she had recently gone through. And, sure enough, that ended up happening sooner rather than later. Elise shared a portion of the events with Melanie, another prefect in charge of the first-year dorms.

For a moment, Kaitlyn had been worried she was going to get in some serious trouble for what she did to Elise. Instead, things ended up working out for the redhead just like they always did. Melanie fucking agreed that Elise was a little bit stuck-up, and perhaps something like this would be good for her. Granted, the dirty blonde said it in a rather clever prefect way that more or less implied she was only going to help in ways that ultimately kept her blameless if anyone else found out. That was just fine for Kaitlyn. Semantics and roundabout ‘help’ aside, she basically had lucked into a partnership with a prefect who would keep Elise in line when Kaitlyn wasn’t around herself to keep tabs on the girl. She and Melanie had different motivations, sure, but it would work all the same.

Now that it was clear that Elise would deal with more nudity than beyond the show Kaitlyn had orchestrated in her common room, it was time to push the other agenda–making Elise a lesbian at an all girls’ school.

Kaitlyn doubted her intimidation tactics would be enough to keep the other seven girls in the suite from gossipping and, honestly, didn’t particularly mind if that detail got out. In classic ‘secret’ fashion, she imagined seven girls meant that seven ‘close friends’ would be told within 24 hours. Those close friends would have their own close friends, and so on. As long as her suitemates kept their fucking mouths shut about all the other stunts Kaitlyn pulled, it was fine if Elise’s new sexuality got out.

And, to breathe life into the rumor? Anna had been sent off for a date with Elise. Kaitlyn had considered going herself, as she enjoyed fooling around with girls and could only imagine the look on the blonde’s face when she opened the door. But Anna was in the midst of exploring her own sexuality, which made her the perfect candidate to ‘date’ Miss Elise. It’s why Kaitlyn had nominated her for all the fun earlier.

Anna had been coached before heading over, of course, all of which gravitated around one important goal–the cute brunette would be spending the night. Whether anything sexual happened or not between them, Anna and Elise would share a bed.

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Nice chapter to recap where we are with a different perspective. Great tease at the end for what the next chapter and future will bring! Hoping we don't have to wait another week or more for it though?

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Nice chapter to recap where we are with a different perspective. Great tease at the end for what the next chapter and future will bring! Hoping we don't have to wait another week or more for it though?

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[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 52

Elise’s heart was practically pounding out of her chest as the door opened from the other side. She was standing off to the side, on the chance that Anna didn’t take things as carefully as Melanie did. Logically, the naked blonde knew that the common room had to be empty. Not just because her co-prefect had texted her the all clear, but also since it would be easy to hear a conversation happening in the common room on the other side of the door if Anna had run into another prefect who would have asked what a first-year was doing in what was usually an exclusive space.

Of course, Elise was very much not thinking logically at the moment. So she tucked herself by the wall so the door wouldn’t swing open to reveal her still fully naked self. It would almost seem like the room was empty as Anna opened the door, save for the fact that Elise had literally just invited her in. Although her spot was out of direct view, it wasn’t particularly hidden. The moment the familiar brunette stepped through the door, she turned towards Elise. “Oh, hey,” she said. Fully contrasting the naked prefect before her, Anna was wearing her complete uniform. “Ready for our lesbian date?”

The petite girl was holding a cafeteria tray that was piled up with way more food than she could possibly eat alone, and was wearing a backpack as well. Not entirely unusual, considering how much of an emphasis Edgewood put on academics, but noticeable nonetheless when Elise had nothing in comparison. “Umm,” she muttered, not sure what to say. Elise’s arms had partially lifted by reflex, but she managed to avoid covering any of the areas that mattered. ’No covering allowed.’ Anna’s size was deceptive, as she had already proven multiple times that there was a reason she was part of Kaitlyn’s little trio. And even if the small brunette didn’t chastise her or punish her in some way, there was that same thought as before in terms of how Melanie or Kaitlyn could easily hear about the broken rule.

Also, did Anna really have to phrase it like that? ‘Lesbian date.’ The first word had so much weight to it. It was redundant in a way, considering they were both girls, but also enforced that Elise was just into girls rather than being bi. The blonde was still clinging to the hope that she could somehow swing this whole thing as being curious/temporarily bisexual if anyone beyond Kaitlyn’s suite found out. More like ‘when.’ Because while the cruel redhead had a way about controlling and influencing her peers, keeping seven girls from gossiping was a pretty tall order. And for Elise knew, Kaitlyn could have just been putting on a show for Elise at the time. There was always the chance she had greenlit said gossip.

Either way, Elise needed a cover story in case she was asked about it. Maybe she was merely exploring with her own gender, and the rumors had exaggerated a number of the details. After all, so many girls did similar things while attending a school that only had the one option. At least, the most convenient option in terms of proximity and such. As if that wasn’t enough of a cliché, there was also the schoolgirl outfit. All the proof was in the very suite Elise was worried about–Kaitlyn and Maya hadn’t hesitated in the slightest to feel her up and make comments that suggested they were into such things. If not, it was a pretty convincing performance. The other girls had been more into the boob slaps than anything else, but there had been plenty of staring. It was impossible to sort out how much of that was because Elise was their prefect and standing naked in front of them vs. if they actually appreciated what they saw. And, of course, there was Anna and all the inappropriate activity between them so far.

Now she was in Elise’s room.

Not knowing what else to say, the exposed blonde merely said, “Sure.” It’s not like it was a real date, right? Just a label designed to keep the ‘lesbian’ thing going. Objectively, Anna was the girl Elise would have preferred this to be with, but not because she was actually into her. While the cute/innocent look was still difficult to handle when it came to the first-year, she and Elise had already done stuff together. The damage had been done, so potentially doing it again was slightly less daunting than starting from square one with Caroline, for example. Or any other common room girl Kaitlyn could have sent, if she decided to go outside her trio.

“Nervous, babe?” she giggled. Closing the door with her foot, Anna stepped farther into the room and placed the tray down on the floor. “Where’s your phone?”

Elise was feeling nervous, and perpetually awkward about how they were opposites in terms of being dressed/undressed. The unexpected pet name normally reserved for significant others kept her off balance enough to blurt out the answer without even thinking. “On my desk.”

“Cool!” she exclaimed, “One sec.” Retrieving the phone, Anna walked up to Elise and looked up into her eyes with a smile. Anna placed her non-phone hand on one of the bare girl’s breasts, then leaned up and gently locked lips with her.

“I-” Elise cut herself off before Anna kissed her. Her voice caught in her throat, and she had absolutely no idea what to say before the intimate/inappropriate touch turned into something more. Her chance to speak evaporated as Anna’s lips met hers, and Elise reciprocated with a bit of pressure before coming to her senses again. Slightly pulling back, but allowing the hand to remain so as to not ‘freak out’ and perhaps fall into the trap that this potentially was, she murmured, “Anna . . . dinner will get cold.”

This was going to be a very delicate balance. Anna was more Kaitlyn’s friend than she was Elise’s date. That meant walking the line of playing along while not letting things get out of control. Again.

Rather than responding right away, Anna brushed her lips against Elise’s before opening her eyes. That same deep blue as before, only her gaze was a lot more confident than it had been during that first kiss. “You’re right,” she said. After a beat, she went on, “I’ll get our meal sorted. Take some nudes for me in the meantime?”

Elise didn’t expect that. Not that she had any idea what to expect about all this, but still. “What?” she asked. Taking a reluctant step back, both in response to the task at hand as well as how Anna’s thumb brushed her nipple, Elise stared at the brunette and tried to figure out if she was serious. Also, how was her body so susceptible to such a simple gesture? It had been so long since she had reached that mortifying peak, and yet apparently there was still some fire lingering in her body from the variety of neverending teases leading up to it.

“Nudes, babe,” Anna smiled. Giving a solid squeeze to Elise’s bare breast, she said, “You know, selfies while you’re naked? Or body, but no face? For me, you should do both,” she winked.

“But, I’ve never-”

That’s as far as she got before Anna gave an even more effective squeeze than before. “That’s okay. It will be on your phone. Harmless, right?”

[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 53

Elise gasped.

Normally her boobs were just a supplemental part of things when it came to touching herself, as most of the pleasure came from her hand between her thighs. Except she had only fingered herself in the most vanilla sense, and only did what it took to warm herself up before finding the spots and the gestures that she knew worked to take her over the edge. Today was wildly different from that. Nonstop teases, toys she had never once considered using before, and soft touches that were unique to the fairer sex.

Somehow, a single hand groping her chest was enough to send a jolt of lightning down her body. The naked blonde managed to keep the gasp from turning into anything more, but she knew that continuing to let Anna hold her breast was dangerous. If a couple squeezes were enough to spark the embers that Elise had yet to put out completely within her body, then every second risked a potential moan that would incriminate her even more. She was NOT a lesbian. Although Elise wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince herself of that or if it was a matter of keeping Anna from further believing what had originally just been a teasing claim from Kaitlyn.

“Okay!” Elise exclaimed in a hushed tone. Having enough sense to not slap Anna’s hand away, as this was supposed to be a date despite how uneven the dynamic was, Elise instead gently took the girl’s wrist and pulled her away. “I’ll take some nudes.” The price to pay to avoid the petite brunette’s advances, apparently.

Objectively, yes. It was harmless. Elise’s phone was password protected, which meant she had full control over her photos. Snapping a few nudes was absolutely unlike her, but it would be simple enough to delete them whenever Anna left. If that was the price to pay to avoid more inappropriate and confusingly effective touching, then she would pay it. Plus there was the point Elise had recently made about dinner getting cold, so she had two reasons to step back from both the face to face proximity and moment of casual intimacy.

Anna maintained her warm smile as she let her hand be taken away. “Good!” she exclaimed, “Take a lot, okay? Really sell it. Make them sexy.”

“But-”

“For me, babe. Stick out your chest, spread your legs, and smirk for the camera. You can do it, Elise. Unless you want to make out some more instead? Ooh, we could take this party to the bed!”

Elise couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t quite blackmail, but Anna clearly recognized that Elise was trying to avoid too much girl/girl action and was using that to her advantage. And there wasn’t a damn thing Elise could do about it. Between naked selfies on her locked phone vs. kissing Anna in a situation that could very quickly escalate to something more horizontal, Elise knew what she had to do. “I’ll do it,” she murmured. Blushing deeply, she took another step back from Anna and tightly gripped the phone. Nudes. It was hardly as bad as what she had done in Kaitlyn’s common room, but it was still a new level she was stooping to.

As if that wasn’t daunting enough, Anna added one more demeaning element to the impending task now that Elise had reaffirmed that she was opting for the photos. “Volume on,” Anna said, “And all the way up!” With that, she turned her attention to the backpack and tray she had brought with her. Apparently assuming Elise wouldn’t argue this time, as she was in a little too deep to bicker over the finer details.

With a bit of a dry throat and a pounding heart, Elise glanced left and right. She wasn’t even a selfie girl in the innocent sense, and had no idea where she should place herself for something like this. Her bed was the obvious spot, but also felt like the most slutty option. Then again, anywhere else would be just as bad. At least being naked in bed was more normal in terms of sleeping or promiscuity, where posing nude somewhere else would look . . . Elise didn’t know how it would look. She wasn’t that girl.

She couldn’t stall forever. Ultimately landing on the idea of the bed, probably because Anna had planted the idea and Elise couldn’t justify anywhere else for why she would be taking naked photos, Elise walked over and gingerly sat down on the edge of the mattress. Anna was making short work of pulling out a blanket and candles for starters, turning what was once a simple tray full of food into a more romantic looking scene in the middle of Elise’s bedroom floor. Turning her attention away from the soon to be dinner date, Elise hesitantly raised her phone and flicked the screen to open her camera app.

Right. Volume. Belatedly remembering that last bit of instruction from Anna, Elise switched the button on the side and took her device off the silent state it was almost always in. Getting the phone into selfie mode, she winced as she saw her bare form on the screen. It was one thing looking at her reflection in the bathroom mirror or whatever, but Elise was not used to seeing her body like this in the slightest. Was it too late to change her mind? Maybe making out with Anna was the better choice. They had already done it before, after all. But then again, there was no guarantee that doing that would save her from taking nudes afterwards anyway. Kaitlyn would want to have her cake and eat it, too. And if Anna had been briefed by the dominant redhead . . .

Taking a deep breath, and watching her chest rise and fall on camera as she did, Elise aimed the phone more deliberately at her bare breasts. Faintly remembering some of the other ideas and suggestions thrown at her, she adjusted the angle until the lower portion of her face was in the shot. Lips visible, as well as a hint of blonde hair, but not enough to prove that it was her. And on the lower end, she kept her thighs close together in the name of keeping her womanhood concealed without breaking the ‘no covering’ rule with her other hand.

So much work, just for one picture. And Anna wanted her to take a lot.

Elise definitely didn’t have it in her to smirk at the moment. But she at least made the effort to do something with her expression. The image of herself on the screen was attractive enough, not that she was vain enough to think beyond the vague concept of how her bare boobs looked at such an angle. If she was going to go through with this, the least she could do was complete the look.

Pursing her lips into the best smile she was able to muster under the circumstances, she hesitated for a few long seconds before pressing the button on her screen.

**Click.**

The sound pierced the silence of the room, and Elise stiffened at the thought of what she just did. Terrible idea. Terrible. She needed to delete that picture right now. Yeah, Kaitlyn had a video that was way more damning, but if anyone saw this? It would feed into the lie that she was a slut!

“That’s one!” Anna chirped. “Can I see?”

[*Lady Lucia*]

Author's Note: Double length for this one; thank a couple of Story Focus patrons who request more of this story every month. :)

Part 54

Elise hesitated.

She still had no idea how to handle Anna. The eighteen year old brunette was not intimidating like Kaitlyn, or direct in that prefect way like Melanie was. But she was still subtly bossy in her own way, and seemed to be finding some enjoyment in all of this. Maybe the fact that Elise ultimately had to obey, since Kaitlyn backed Anna up even when she wasn’t currently present, or because Anna had free reign to experiment like so many girls tended to do when it came to a single gender school. Either way, Elise was the naked one and didn’t have a lot of wiggle room when it came to the girl’s requests.

Delaying was the only strategy she could think of with such short notice. “Umm, not yet,” Elise said, “Wouldn’t it be better to wait until I take some more?” She internally cringed at the concept. Was it really that much better than letting Anna see the single pic? Although it probably was, as that would keep them at a healthy distance for a little while longer. Also, Elise obviously didn’t like the idea of putting her unlocked phone anywhere near Anna’s hands. Anna had already proven that she wasn’t as innocent as she looked, and it wouldn’t take much to send the nude selfie off to Kaitlyn.

Anna thought about the reply for a moment, then nodded with her usual cute smile. “Sure! Then we can compare them together.” She was confusingly disarming for sure.

One problem temporarily solved. Of course, there was still the whole ‘taking nudes’ thing that Elise had to deal with. Taking one hadn’t remotely desensitized her to the idea, and it still felt like a new frontier despite the fact that she was currently naked and not covering herself in the slightest. Because this was fleeting, mortifying as it was. Annie would leave eventually, and at least Elise would have a little privacy, albeit still fully nude thanks to what Kaitlyn and Melanie had decided for her. Pictures were scary, however, even the ‘anonymous’ variety she was taking. They were still on her phone, and it was clearly her blonde hair and her breasts. But what choice did she have?

Also, maybe it was the best use of her time, crazy as that sounded. Anna had already suggested a couple more promiscuous options, like making out or being on the bed together. As daunting as nudes were, at least they killed time. The ‘curious’ brunette could only be there for so long, as the academy did enforce a curfew on weeknights. For a first-year, Anna would have to be back in her building by 11 PM and back in her suite by midnight. Of course, plenty of girls got around that by simply spending the night in a friend’s room, or a partner’s, as it’s not like the prefects went around checking each individual bedroom. While the rules were stricter than the average school would be, the students were still young adults. Room inspections were about as far as it went in terms of invading privacy, and even those were done by sight alone. If a girl was dumb enough to leave something illicit visible, that was totally on her. Other than that, it was more about cleanliness, as proper girls kept their space tidy and neat.

Hopefully Anna wouldn’t be the type to think about getting around curfew in such a way.

Elise shifted sideways and propped herself up on an elbow for the next picture. Similar to how she had used her thighs to cover herself without breaking the rules that seemed more germane to her hands and arms, the naked prefect used her blonde locks to conceal one of her breasts before she snapped the photo. Deep down, she knew it was negligible. The sheer quantity of photos was going to end up showing every inch of her, save for maybe her backside, but she still felt compelled to seek whatever bits of modesty she could find along the way.

She also had no idea what she was doing. Taking regular selfies was one thing, and even those were somewhat rare for her. It always felt a little vain. Elise also didn’t know how to be ‘sexy.’ She wasn’t blind or naive; her body was pretty nice. Good proportions, no doubt helped by her healthy diet and daily workouts. But that didn’t mean she was the type to flaunt it, and she certainly felt weird about seeing her bareness on screen rather than in a mirror. Yet she persevered, lying back for a topless selfie with her hair spread out on her pillow. Rather than quantity, as she wasn’t sure what Anna meant by ‘a lot,’ Elise opted to just take enough unique ones that would hopefully be satisfactory to the brunette. Because no matter how she looked at it, Elise was going to have to let Anna see.

After all her efforts to be as modest as was possible under the circumstances, Elise’s heart dropped when Anna called out a reminder. “When are you going to spread your legs, babe?”

Flushing at that, and moving her arms as if to cover before catching herself and refraining, Elise mumbled, “Umm . . . ” It wasn’t like the lewd phrase was out of the blue. Looking back, that had been part of Anna’s flirty instructions a few minutes ago. Elise had just been too preoccupied with the ‘volume on’ part of it, as well as the concept of taking nudes in general. She had completely tuned out some of the specifics, but Anna was happy to repeat them.

“Smirk more, too! And push your chest out for me. You’re hot, babe. Make sure the camera knows it.”

Was- was Anna flirting with her? It was impossible to tell with the lighthearted tone. Obviously Anna had been fine with all the girl/girl escalation between the two of them that had happened in Kaitlyn’s suite, but there was no way the brunette actually liked her. Mostly because she barely knew Elise, outside room inspections and curfew patrols and such. Although whether it was teasing or not, Elise couldn’t focus on that for very long when she had to deal with the instructions themselves.

Chest out. Smirk more. Legs spread.

As if taking nudes hadn’t been overwhelming enough already. Just one of those additional elements would have been a tall order; Elise wasn’t sure she could manage all of them at once. Falling back on her diligent student habits, she decided to tackle them one at a time. Starting with the easiest, naturally.

Sitting back up on the bed, she held her arm out for a more sideways selfie angle to contrast the first photo she had taken. Then, swallowing her pride, she arched her back and slightly jutted out her bare chest. It felt both awkward and slutty. The position wasn’t natural in the slightest, yet it accentuated her breasts and flared her hips in a way that practically screamed ‘nude model.’ While it was objectively flattering, it was also totally false advertising and not the kind of thing Elise would ever do for a normal partner. Here she was, however, doing it for Anna. Or, more accurately, for Kaitlyn. Indirectly or not, Anna’s red haired suitemate was still the one pulling the strings here.

Rather than snapping the selfie right away, Elise moved on to the second step. Nervously biting her lip for a moment, she then trained her eyes on the camera and contorted her expression into the best smirk she could pull off. The blonde prefect was not at all the smirk-y type, and it took a couple attempts to create something passable on the screen she was using to gauge how things looked. It was definitely no Kaitlyn smirk, but Elise at least looked somewhat flirty and confident as she bared her body to the camera. She was totally faking it, of course, but it looked real enough.

Knowing she couldn’t hold it for long, Elise quickly took the picture. Belatedly wincing at how the *click* once again pierced the otherwise quiet bedroom, she relaxed her face and her body from the overt exaggerations and braced herself for what came next. She was going to have to spread her legs.

While she viewed it as a super slutty thing to do on camera, considering how she had never even taken a lingerie pic before this, Elise reluctantly justified it in her head. There was already a video of her with her legs spread, and it was way more incriminating than a simple selfie. This was still on her password protected phone. If she could just get it done, then maybe that would be enough to earn some good will. An easier task when it came to Anna, rather than Kaitlyn. One mortifying picture, then maybe they could share an awkward meal where one girl was fully clothed and the other was naked, and Anna could go on her way.

Easy enough . . . theoretically.

Scooting over so she could rest her back against her headboard, Elise took a shaky breath. Aside from the fact that she was about to splay herself for the camera, Anna would also have a perfect view of this from where she was. Even if she considered this a game or a casual fling, the small brunette was still going to be seeing Elise in a way that not even a boy had witnessed yet.

Steeling herself, and knowing that every second was going to make her lose whatever nerve she had left, Elise relaxed her thighs from the way she had so intentionally kept them together up until now. The slight exposure was almost enough to make her slam them back together again, but she resisted. Instead, doing the opposite of what her more proper and prudish impulses were trying to tell her, Elise slowly began spreading her legs.

It felt SO wrong. Even when Elise pleasured herself in the privacy of her own room, as she wasn’t that much of a prude, she typically would be under the sheets and only needed so much space between her legs. This was different. It obviously wasn’t for pleasure, for starters, and she could practically feel a breeze on her now exposed womanhood. There probably wasn’t actually a draft in the room or anything like that, but baring herself in such an inappropriate way certainly made it seem like such an effect was happening.

Rather than ripping off the bandaid, Elise’s reluctance caused her to take a more gradual and unintentionally teasing speed until she was past the point of no return with her legs in a more prominent V. Of course, that wasn’t enough. Shamelessly checking her out, Anna said, “Wider, Elise. All the way.”

Elise nervously swallowed. What did that mean? “I can’t,” she mumbled. While she was somewhat flexible, it’s not like she was a gymnast or anything. Her legs could only split so far.

“Sure you can,” Anna giggled, “Bend your legs. You do want to show yourself off, right?”

Wrong. But Elise quietly nodded nonetheless. She knew exactly what Anna meant, but that would end up with her posing in a way that didn’t leave the slightest bit to the imagination. At least her current position had her settled on the mattress in a way that ever so slightly offered her some modesty. Either Anna had noticed as much from where she was seated halfway across the room, or she was adept at taking nudes herself. Elise didn’t want to think about either of those possibilities too much.

Feeling like she was losing whatever traces of her dignity were left, although most of that had been stripped away by Kaitlyn earlier, Elise slightly shivered as she began adjusting one of her kneecaps upwards and outwards. One leg was bad enough, but it wasn’t long before she was mirroring the process with the other. Trying to tune out Anna’s existence, which wasn’t really feasible when the girl had just spoken up, Elise held up her phone for the most daunting nude yet. With her legs splayed, there was no way she could go the extra mile in terms of jutting out her chest. She did make the effort to smirk again, however, as the last thing she needed was Anna insisting a do-over because the expression wasn’t hot enough or flirty enough or whatever.

It was way too late to back out at this point. Most of the damage was done, and Anna was already seeing her most private area fully on display all over again. Bracing herself for hopefully the last time, Elise pursed her lips in the best smirk she could muster while wanting to crawl into a hole and die. Little by little, she was becoming the ‘slut’ Kaitlyn had presented her as earlier. Fingering herself for an audience, taking nudes, and constantly making out with a girl she was supposed to have authority over. Elise was straight, and a virgin! But no one was going to believe that after all this.

*Click.*

The second she snapped the photo, Elise thought about deleting it. But while she was wrestling with her thoughts and regret from doing all the things that it’s not like she really had a say in, Anna beckoned her over. “Show me, Elise! And let’s eat, before our picnic gets cold.”

The proper prefect still somewhere inside Elise was trying so hard to be heard. Instead of joining Anna for the candlelit meal that was prepared in the middle of the floor of Elise’s bedroom, it would be more responsible to get dressed and send her home. And then delete the pictures. Have a firm chat with Melanie. Get Kaitlyn kicked out of the academy. But Elise didn’t trust herself to do any of those things when the other three girls held all the cards. Rather than making any effort to get herself out of the hole, Elise just kept digging in the hopes that she could somehow protect her reputation that way.

Getting up from the bed, Elise only got the comfort of having her legs together again for all of five seconds. Then Anna told her to sit cross-legged, so they could match. Except Anna’s modest skirt only ran the tiniest risk of Elise maybe seeing up it a little bit if Anna shifted the wrong way. Elise, on the other hand, would undeniably be more exposed when she sat like that.

Elise did as she was told anyway. So much damage had already been done, and it’s not like there was anything left to hide from her ‘date.’ Not only was she going to be naked for the extent of Anna’s stay, but they were about to look through the nudes together. For the time being, there really wasn’t any point trying to be modest.

Anna once again blatantly checked Elise out as she sat down on the floor, before meeting her eyes. “So,” she said, holding out her hand, “Let’s take a look!”

[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 55

The simple gesture was rather unnerving.

Elise had just gone through a myriad of thoughts regarding what she should and shouldn’t do on this naked date, and handing Anna her phone was definitely on the list of things to avoid. As always, however, she had to balance how much she stood up for herself against how much she needed to play along to avoid trouble. Elise also hadn’t checked out the photos herself yet; she hadn’t taken enough to cull the ones she didn’t like or anything, but it would still be nice to know what she was about to share.

Splitting the difference, she merely shifted her bare backside on the carpet so she was closer to Anna. “Together?” Elise muttered, referencing Anna’s suggestion from a little while ago. That’s what the brunette had said; perhaps that was good enough of a way to let her see the nudes without relinquishing the phone. Taking Anna’s momentary silence as affirmation, Elise unlocked the screen and opened her photos.

Anna scooted a little bit closer to match Elise’s movements, but she didn’t immediately turn her attention to the lewd selfies. Instead, she leaned in and kissed the naked girl.

“Mmm!” Elise quietly whined into the unexpected kiss, but didn’t pull away. Out of instinct, she reciprocated the pressure in the first moment before coming to her senses. Since it was a ‘date,’ and she had very little control in terms of how any of this was supposed to go, Elise resisted the more appropriate impulse to stop things at just a simple peck. Instead, she reluctantly remained where she was and allowed Anna to advance for a deeper lip lock the second time around.

Using the physical intimacy as a distraction, Anna plucked Elise’s phone from her hand. “Too easy,” she giggled against Elise’s lips.

Elise gasped at the low key slutty way Anna had drawn attention away from the device long enough to take it. “Wait, Anna!” she whined, as the brunette settled back in her spot, phone in hand. “You-”

“Hush, babe,” Anna said, “You can trust me, right?”

Not in the slightest. Maybe more than Kaitlyn, but that wasn’t saying much. Honestly, Elise couldn’t trust anyone, considering how Melanie had more or less betrayed her instead of helping out like a fellow prefect should. Sure, it was ‘for Elise’s own good’ from her perspective, but that was only one girl’s opinion. Elise was still naked and on a lesbian date; obviously she thought differently about the whole situation.

Elise didn’t reply at all. She merely looked at Anna, jealous of how the petite brunette was in full uniform, and prayed that she wouldn’t do anything awful with the unlocked phone. Elise’s biggest concerns could become reality at any moment. Anna had access to the small collection of nudes, and a means to send them out via either text or academy email. Rather than pouncing on her and wrestling the phone back before any of that could come to pass, Elise simply sat there feeling stunned. She had just kissed Anna again, and the first-year had proved all over again that there was more to her than met the eye with the ulterior motive she had for physically initiating things like that.

When Elise didn’t say anything in response, Anna no doubt took the silence as implied affirmation. Or at least unspoken ‘permission’ to peruse Elise’s photos. “Ooh, these are hot!” Anna exclaimed. Though Elise couldn’t see the screen, it was pretty clear that Anna wasn’t simply flicking from picture to picture. Instead, it looked like she was zooming in and shifting an individual photo around to get a better look at certain elements. “And you don’t take nudes all the time? Seriously, if I had boobs like that . . . ”

At that, Elise’s blush darkened. She wasn’t great when it came to regular compliments, and those were in more normal circumstances when she was actually dressed. A comment like that, while she was fully undressed? It was a lot. “Just- just don’t do anything with them?” she replied. How far she had fallen. As a prefect, Elise couldn’t muster enough verbal authority to dictate what happened with her own phone. The uptick at the end said everything in terms of how much power Anna had here.

Anna gave a playful pout in response. “What about me? Don’t I deserve a little something for this amazing meal?”

It was less a meal and more a charcuterie board. Still, it was impressive, now that Elise was actually paying attention to what Anna had been setting up while Elise had been taking nudes nearby. Up until now, the candles and blanket had been all she had noticed while dealing with the daunting selfies and immediate fallout that came with having such material on her phone. While the meat and cheese didn’t look particularly filling, it was clear how much work Anna had gone through to make the current presentation possible. She must have hit every station at the academy’s dining hall, and cleverly used this and that to create such an extensive spread. There were a variety of crackers and bread as well, some of which were probably snacks from her suite rather than something found at a station. It also made a lot of sense from a transportation standpoint; this was all probably a lot easier to carry through the snow and up the stairs, and the lasting temperature mattered a lot less than a hot meal would.

Still . . . Whether it was for the sake of being cutesy for the sake of a ‘first date’ vs. being pragmatic, Anna had still basically done all the work. Even so, that wasn’t exactly a good enough reason to allow her to do anything with the slutty pictures Elise had taken! Constantly existing in a naked state was more than enough in terms of ‘fairness,’ considering that Anna seemed to be more on that side of the sexuality that had been pushed on Elise through both reputation and physical proof for the audience Kaitlyn had manipulated through her words and eventually Elise’s actions and reactions.

“Umm . . . ” Elise trailed off. She wasn’t quite sure what to say. Similar to everything else, she had to strike a delicate balance. Her hesitation also came with the sight of the two empty wine glasses sitting amidst the charcuterie elements. It only took a glance towards Anna’s backpack to notice the bottle of red sticking out. Not only did it cause her prefect side to flare up a little bit, but there was also the fact that she and Anna were both too young to legally drink.

It’s not like Elise didn’t partake in the occasional use of alcohol with the other prefects, but that was different. Doing so with a girl she was supposed to have a degree of authority over, however, would be crossing yet another line. Obviously everything that happened in the first-years’ suite earlier was beyond inappropriate, and Elise would happily go back in time to take shots with those girls if it meant erasing what had actually transpired, but this would be alcohol in addition to everything else. Not a great idea, especially if it was happening in her own room. If anyone found out that she was drinking with a girl Anna’s age, that would revoke her prefect status far more swiftly than an affair.

“How about this?” Anna said, breaking Elise out of her stressed thoughts, “I’ll send myself one, but I promise not to share it with Kaitlyn.”

[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 56

Elise was lost for words.

In the back of her mind, she had known that taking nudes would probably end up being more than simply the act of doing so. Having them on her phone was nerve wracking enough; neck down or not, it was still her bare body. Also, Anna would be sending herself one of them from Elise’s phone. The anonymity wasn’t exactly that strong when it literally came from her own number. “Umm, maybe after dinner?” Elise asked. A pretty blatant stall, in the name of trying to buy some time to figure out how to say ‘no’ without getting on the brunette’s bad side. And, while the girl had promised, there were only so many people that actually truly kept those. Or Kaitlyn could just think of a loophole that technically let Anna keep her promise while still somehow handing over the nude selfie.

In her haste to reply without letting too much time go by, however, Elise didn’t account for the fact that she hadn’t exactly said ‘no.’ Under normal circumstances, a ‘maybe’ was a decent way to avoid committing one way or the other, but this was obviously a unique situation. The blonde prefect was literally naked, for crying out loud! Having a dorm room picnic with absolutely zero modesty in terms of clothes or even covering. Also, Anna had just kissed her. “How about . . . ” Anna trailed off. She was typing something on Elise’s phone, which Elise quickly identified as a text due to the sending sound. The volume was still on, which was almost more painful; she could hear something like that, and yet she knew none of the details.

“Wait!” Elise exclaimed. “Did you-”

“Relax,” Anna giggled, “I just sent myself a message. If we’re going to be dating, shouldn’t we have each others’ numbers?”

Melanie had said something similar. Still, Elise didn’t love the idea of that word. ‘Dating.’ This was only a date in the sense that Kaitlyn had actually followed through on what Elise had said during one of the earlier tasks. The more long term word was more daunting, per all of Elise’s recent thoughts on what was and wasn’t appropriate for a prefect. “I guess?” She didn’t know what else to say. Still naked. Still nervous about what Anna would report back to Kaitlyn. Completely unable to shut the girl down, or figure out if she was actually interested in this pairing or simply enjoying the perks that came with continuing Kaitlyn’s game.

“One nude?” Anna nonchalantly pressed, her allegedly innocent smile ever present, “How about the first one?”

As in, the one that only showed Elise’s boobs. She was still clearly naked in the shot, but that one had been taken before Anna reminded her about the leg spreading and other more slutty elements. In a way, Anna was trying to compromise, but Elise didn’t love the idea of any of the lewd selfies leaving the privacy of her phone. “How about this?” Elise asked. She couldn’t believe she was about to settle for what she had in mind. It was still not at all what her usual self would do, yet it could potentially avoid a more promiscuous photo being out there.

Anna seemed hesitant to hand the phone back, but her curiosity seemed to get the better of her. She offered Elise the phone, then immediately went for the wine.

Elise inwardly winced as Anna unscrewed the top of what was no doubt a cheap bottle of red. She had just been worrying about this. Anna’s timing was suspiciously perfect, however, as Elise wasn’t in a position to be pushing back on multiple fronts. She was dealing with keeping her nudes contained; trying to talk Anna out of wine at the same time would be difficult, especially now that the bottle had been cracked. So, as Elise braced herself for the picture she was about to take, she remained quiet as Anna poured the wine into the two stemless glasses she had brought along.

Focusing on the task at hand, Elise once again positioned her phone to take a selfie. This time, it wasn’t going to be anonymous. As much as it pained her to do so, this alternative felt safer. Barely. But rather a damning picture that protected her modesty than one that everyone at the academy would know was her anyway. Forcing a similar smirk to the one she had used for most of the other selfies, Elise angled the phone until the screen only showed her upper chest. Just enough breast to show that she was topless, while still keeping the majority of her upper curves out of the shot. As the audible *click* sounded, she was belatedly filled with doubt. Maybe the one Anna originally suggested was better? There really was no winning.

“Here,” Elise said. She offered the phone back to Anna. “This is our first date. Shouldn’t the first nude be a little more teasing?” . . . said the naked girl. She knew how ridiculous it was. Anna could currently see everything, both on Elise’s phone and in person. Add the first-year’s common room to the mix, and there really was no mystery left. But Elise was playing the game. While she would normally never send a picture like that, she had settled on the conclusion that a flirty partial nude with her face was better than her body being permanently bared in a photo that would be impossible to get back once it was sent out.

Anna tilted her head with a small, impossible to read smile as she checked out the latest photo on Elise’s phone. After a few seconds, she said, “I like it! And I can send that to myself?”

’No. Absolutely not. Delete it, and all the other ones!’ Elise knew she couldn’t say any of that now that she was stuck playing along with this mortifying date. And of course Anna asked for permission, only after Elise was put in a position where there was really only one answer. Because why else would she have taken the phone back and taken a brand new promiscuous selfie? “Yes,” Elise muttered. Bad idea. It was such a bad idea. Kaitlyn’s pictures and video were much worse, but at least there was a shred of deniability there. Even though the phone was in Anna’s hands, no one would believe that Elise didn’t send this herself.

“Hmm, one sec. Oh, here you go!” Anna said. She set one of the filled glasses in front of Elise, as she was still pretty close from their kiss. Then the brunette procured her own phone from her blazer. She took a few seconds to type something out, then dropped the device in her lap. The text tone on Elise’s phone signified that Anna must have responded to the message she had sent herself a couple minutes ago. “Okay, and now we’ll tease with this one . . . ” Somewhat talking to herself, as Elise couldn’t see what Anna was doing on either screen, the girl then typed something out on Elise’s phone and replied to her own reply.

All Elise could do was hope that Anna was being honest about what she was sending to herself. Anna could easily have just sent off every single one of the nudes in a single text; Elise had only had the opportunity to glance at the greeting message of ‘Hey, Anna. It’s Elise!’ so far, when she had been given her phone back. Not really the way she typed, but whatever.

Anna was potentially poised to do a lot worse.


Part 57

Elise merely sat on the floor and watched Anna work.

When she had lowered herself to the ground, Elise had positioned her legs so they were bent in the parallel position that allowed her the maximum amount of modesty possible while still being fully nude for this indoor picnic. The glass of wine was the newest layer of inappropriate behavior for a prefect such as herself, although the naked blonde had yet to take a single sip. Anna would probably urge her to drink soon enough, perhaps when the brunette picked up her own glass. For the time being, however, Anna’s hands were busy.

The small, uniformed girl was constantly swapping phones. She would type something out on her own device, then immediately pick up Elise’s to respond. The obvious assumption was that Anna was having a conversation with herself with the back and forth texts. That was preferably to sending every nude Elise had taken, although the thought of multiple texts was daunting in its own way. What was she typing? And why was she swapping back and forth so frequently? Honestly, Elise could use a bit of wine, but not when Anna was right there to potentially take a picture of it. Then again, the glass in her hand would be just as damning if Anna went that route.

Anna raised her own phone to take a selfie, giving a tiny smile to the camera. “Ooh, that’s cute,” she said, as she glanced at the result, “Might as well take one that’s a little more scandalous, too.” Setting both phones aside, Anna shrugged out of her blazer and neatly folded it before placing it on her opposite side. Then she started undoing the buttons on her white dress shirt.

Aside from the noises on Elise’s phone that signified that texts were both being sent and received, the room had been awkwardly quiet for a minute or two. The act of the eighteen year old undressing, however, was enough to cause Elise to finally speak up. “What are you doing?” she hesitantly asked, averting her gaze as the younger girl casually stripped. As mortifying as it was to be naked herself, the prolonged exposure had slightly numbed Elise to her current state. Anna doing so was different. Not only did it put a bit more pressure on this ‘date’ that had already started off way less innocently than a normal first date due to both location and the one-sided nudity involved, but the visual of the buttons being undone reminded Elise of how Anna had done the same back in the first-years’ common room. Right before Elise got herself off to the sight of the bra-clad brunette, complete with moaning Anna’s name in front of everyone.

“Patience, babe,” Anna nonchalantly replied. Not breaking her stride in the slightest, she continued with the buttons until the shirt naturally fell open to reveal a sliver of her upper body. She pulled the two halves open a little bit more, then took another selfie from above. “And for a little more scandal . . . ” Just as effortlessly as she had slipped the blazer off, Anna removed the dress shirt.

Elise’s gaze accidentally landed on the brunette’s faint cleavage, due to how taking off the shirt caused her body to shift in a way that naturally drew the eye to her chest that seemed to jut out from the movements. As always, it wasn’t like Elise was actually into girls. Kaitlyn had merely lied to everyone about it, given them ‘proof,’ and then manipulated Elise into feeling this and that due to how her body had totally been used against her. Confusingly effective conditioning, especially considering how the very sight of Anna’s boobs subtly stoked the embers that the recent kiss had already poked. “Umm, Anna . . . ” she murmured, “What-”

“Babe. Relax.” Using that same pet name, even though they weren’t at all in the kind of relationship that would call for something like that, Anna took yet another selfie. This time, she smiled more brightly for the camera as she confidently snapped a shot of herself in just a bra. Then she returned her attention to the two unlocked smartphones in front of her. Sending a few messages from each, always keeping the screen towards herself, she finally held out Elise’s phone. “Take a look,” she giggled. Picking up her own wine glass with her other hand, Anna gave it an exploratory taste, “Tell me what you think.”

So much for preventing underage drinking. Although that ship had more or less sailed when Anna had cracked the bottle.

Elise opened to her messages. Sure enough, there was a string of texts between her and Anna waiting for her. Rather than a bunch of Elise’s nudes being sent off, however, there were actually more pictures of Anna throughout the exchange. Scrolling all the way back to the top, Elise started reading. Within just a couple of messages, her face flushed and her heart started racing at what Anna had done.

‘Hey, Anna. It’s Elise!’

‘Like, Elise the prefect?’

‘Mm hmm.’

‘What’s up. Is my sister being difficult again?’

‘Nothing like that. I was just thinking about you.’

‘?’

‘You’re really pretty, Anna.’

‘Umm, okay?’

Next was the teasing picture Elise had taken with her best attempt at a flirty smirk, along with the hint of cleavage that had been enough to show that she was at least topless from an outside perspective. ‘Want to come over to my room? I can help you “study.” ;)’

‘Woah. Look, I’m flattered. Really. But I’m straight, and I honestly thought you were, too.’

‘So is pasta, until it gets wet.’

‘Omg, Elise. Thanks, but no thanks. How did you even get my number?’

‘Prefects have access to everyone’s files. And if you don’t want to come over, how about a selfie? You owe me one, after what I sent you.’

‘What? No. This is totally inappropriate, by the way. And against the rules, right?’

‘That just makes it hotter. Come on, Anna. Please?’

‘No. Ask someone who’s actually into all that. Maybe someone your age, too.’

‘But I want you. I only fuck eighteen year old girls. They’re so young and tight.’

‘What the actual fuck, Elise?’

Elise had to stop reading for a moment to look up at Anna in abject horror. What were these messages?! She sounded like a horny boy with zero tact or impulse control, to the point of being creepy and beyond cringeworthy at the same time. It was even worse due to the fact that it seemed like she had literally used her resources to look Anna’s contact info up for the sake of this. And this was Elise’s phone. There would be no excuses on that front. Somehow, the distinctly not innocent or merciful girl had come up with something that actually made Elise wish that Anna had simply shared the collection of nudes instead.

Seemingly unbothered by the look on Elise’s face, Anna asked, “Which part was your favorite?” She took a more full swig of wine, then glanced towards the blonde’s glass. “Aren’t you going to have any?”

Almost as if she was in a trance, Elise raised the glass to her lips and tilted it up. Now, more than ever, obedience was important. Because if Anna showed these painfully incriminating messages to anyone . . .

After her reluctant sip, Elise returned her attention to the phone. She wasn’t even halfway down the chain of messages. What else had Anna sent on her behalf?

[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 58

Continuing on with the messages that Anna had written both sides of, Elise was tempted to chug the rest of the wine in her glass just to make all of this a little more bearable. As a more reserved girl, despite how she had been portrayed for the majority of the evening, Elise wasn’t normally the type to drink for that reason; this latest twist, however, was just another nail in the slutty coffin that had been built around her all day, and it was getting difficult to handle all the mortifying turns.

‘Elise’ was the one to respond next, and the messages continued to mirror the way that she usually typed via text. Anna had clearly skimmed a couple of previous conversations before jumping into the fake one that made it look like Elise was abusing her prefect powers and going overboard with her thirsty lesbian messages.

‘Just one little selfie, cutie? I’d hate for you to get an infraction. Your record is so perfect right now!’

‘What’s that supposed to mean??’

‘You know what it means. Come on, Anna. Selfie, please!’

‘No. This is blackmail.’

‘Yes. Or I’ll write you up and confiscate your phone within the next 15 minutes. Who do you think the prefect monitoring your halls will believe? Me, or you?”

“ . . . ”

“I’m waiting. Thirty seconds, or I send her your way.”

And that’s where Anna’s first selfie was on the text chain. The one she had taken right in front of Elise a minute ago, and the one the naked blonde had glimpsed a few messages ago before making herself read through everything in order. Context was everything, too. When Anna had given her little smile to the camera, it had looked flirty in the moment. Now? After the preceding message, the brunette in the picture looked a little more hesitant. Especially in her eyes, which didn’t fully match the pursed lips below. She was a girl being unfairly pressured by an authority figure to do this, even when that wasn’t the actual truth in the slightest.

‘Happy?’ Anna texted, right after the pic.

‘Omg, you’re so pretty! But, shouldn’t you match me? You’re wearing too many clothes, Anna. How about taking a selfie like mine?’

‘Elise, no. I need to study. And I told you, I’m not interested.’

‘Just one more, Anna. Strip for me? Then I’ll leave you alone. Promise!’ There was no reply after that; the next message came shortly afterwards from ‘Elise.’ “Now, babe. Take off your shirt, or you’ll be in deep shit. I mean it.”

‘What the fuck is wrong with you?’

‘Last chance. Oh, and be flirty, or it doesn’t count!’

Next came the shirtless selfie Anna had taken. Not fully topless like Elise was in her own picture, but it was still on the scandalous side of things. Slight cleavage from the way her bra hugged her smaller bust, as well as a more sultry smile than in the first image. Still, the slightest trace of judgment and annoyance in her expression that aligned perfectly with the dynamic Anna had created with the back and forth conversation she had created.

‘There. I’m done,’ Anna’s next message read, ‘I’m blocking you. Show that shit to anyone, and I’ll kill you.’

‘You’re so sexy when you’re fired up. How about you come to my room and we put that passionate energy to good use?’

‘Fuck you, Elise.’

‘Yeah, that’s what I’m saying! Come fuck me. You can even be on top. Take all the revenge you want while you’re up there!’

‘You know what? Fine. What’s your room number?’

And that was the end of it. A perfect ending, really, in terms of keeping things vague. The last few messages were merely details, concluding with a message from Anna saying that she was on the way. There was no actual affirmation that anything sexual was going to happen. From how the messages read, the stronger implication was that the brunette was coming up to deal with this problem face to face. Elise was the horny lesbian, no doubt texting while she was turned on and thinking with her womanhood while she did so. Anna was the pissed off first-year that was probably coming up to give her an earful and to convince Elise to delete the selfies and never speak to her again.

It looked bad. Really bad. Once again, Elise had been shown that things could get worse. Having Anna there in the first place was against the rules, and would already create countless problems if anyone beyond Melanie found out on the prefect side of things. But under these pretenses? The worst part was, it was all plausible. If Elise wanted to, she could access any number of details amidst the materials she had access to. She had personal contact info for the majority of girls Anna’s age, but things like cell phone numbers were only supposed to be pulled in borderline emergency circumstances. Not for the seemingly slutty, lesbian motivations it seemed that Elise had for doing so.

Could she delete all this? Not really. Well, not unless Anna agreed to delete everything as well. If anything, it would be worse if Elise cleared it from her own phone, but Anna didn’t. It would look like she was trying to hide something. “Anna . . . ” Elise muttered. She trailed off right away, speechless. Obviously Kaitlyn’s blackmail material could easily ruin her as well, but these false texts hit Elise in a completely different way. She had been a perfect leader at Edgewood. A prefect who followed everything to the letter, up until she unwittingly allowed a group of devious first-years to run off with her backpack full of materials that were supposed to be confidential. Yes, a video of her getting off to another girl was a lot, considering Elise’s actual sexuality. But to suggest that she was getting up to things like this, when she had never stepped so much as a toe out of line before?!

“Elise,” Anna plainly said, “Tell you what. Let’s finish our wine, and have a few more bites of this lovely meal I prepared for us. Then we can have a little chat on the bed.”

“Okay,” Elise muttered. She didn’t know what else to say. Elise was younger. Smaller. Nothing about the girl was intimidating, especially compared to girls like Kaitlyn and Melanie, yet Elise felt more vulnerable than ever now that the brunette girl before her had pulled something like this.

Time and time again, Anna was proving that she was a little more than she seemed. She had at least shown a little restraint, considering how many selfies she had taken before deciding to only send two to breathe life into the narrative she had created. Or, more likely, the more bright and flirty pictures just didn’t make much sense when she was trying to pull off ‘blackmailed into sending nudes.’

“I should probably strip down, too,” Anna said. She knocked back the rest of her wine, then stood up to do just that. Taking a step back to avoid potentially kicking the dorm room picnic, Anna brushed her hair back for a moment before focusing on her skirt. It didn’t take long before the uniform piece was loose on her hips, and she teased the waistband of the nude panties that matched the bra she was wearing.

Putting on a show, for the girl who was still very much flustered and confused when it came to the fairer sex.

Part 59

Elise didn’t mean to stare. But eyes tended to be drawn towards movement, and something out of place and/or noticeable like bare skin was a close second. It wasn’t until the skirt was halfway down Anna’s thighs that Elise tore her gaze away from the less and less dressed girl. “Umm, Anna . . . ” she said, quietly protesting far too late now that the job was nearly done.

“It’s okay,” Anna said. Not hesitating in the slightest, she let her hips naturally sway here and there until her plaid skirt had shifted downwards enough that gravity took it the rest of the way. “I think first date rules about modesty are overrated. Let’s be real; society isn’t as prudish as it pretends to be.” She softly giggled to herself as she looked down at the fully nude blonde. “But I don’t need to explain that to you, do I? You literally answered the door naked.”

Because she had to. Both girls present knew that this wasn’t an actual date, and yet Anna continued to pretend. Not only that, but Elise was still processing the wildly inappropriate texts sent from her own phone to the brunette before her. “You don’t have to match me. I mean, not all the way,” Elise said. She was still nervous about potentially saying the wrong thing, but also didn’t want to cross yet another line. This was already a lot, but having a naked girl in her room was daunting. Not just because Elise wasn’t into girls, despite what Kaitlyn ‘proved’ to her peers, but also because the bedroom door was still unlocked. While another prefect besides Melanie probably wouldn’t just walk in without knocking, the slightest chance of something like that happening was still terrifying. Of course, the current scene was hardly better, but Elise was still desperately trying to cling to at least some semblance of the modesty and appropriateness that Anna had just dismissed. To that end, she was willing to damn herself in a different way to keep the petite brunette from further stripping. “Isn’t the tease hotter?” Elise suggested. It was so awkward hearing words like that come out of her mouth, but she had to try something. “Keep a little mystery, babe. Plus, I love your cleavage in that bra.”

Anna stepped out of the skirt, kicking it off to the side before pausing to weigh Elise’s words. As she did so, she fiddled with the waistband of her underwear. “What’s in it for me?” Anna casually asked, “I’m so pretty when I’m naked. You really want me to stay like this?”

It felt like a trap, but Elise was committed at this point. One line. She could maintain one line as the older girl, as the only prefect between the two of them. “What’s the rush?” Elise reluctantly replied. It felt weird sitting on the floor while Anna was now standing, but moving now could make it seem like this was going somewhere. “We’re practically dating. Shouldn’t we take our time with this? Keep it special?” Playing the game, kind of. Choosing which one of the lies to lean into. Better to focus on the ‘dating’ thing than the ‘lesbian slut’ reputation.

Again, Anna paused. Unlike Kaitlyn, it seemed like the brunette wasn’t as quick to run with every little twist and turn along the way. Finally, she held out her hand. “Dating?” Anna asked.

Elise didn’t realize until the clarifying question that she might have screwed up a little bit in her efforts to keep Anna’s most private areas covered. This was only supposed to be a ‘date.’ Even that was questionable at best, considering how she had been thrust into all of this through the combined efforts of Kaitlyn and Melanie. No matter how forced the interaction was, there was still the general concept that a single date didn’t actually mean anything. Plenty of people went on dates, and many of those stopped after the first one. Dat-ING, however, was more. And Elise had been the one to first say it.

Not knowing what else to do, as any form of rejection still wasn’t great when Anna was both an active participant in this and a blatant spy for Kaitlyn, Elise placed her hand in Anna’s and said, “I mean, like, going on dates.” The implication of more than one wasn’t great, but it was the best she could do in the heat of the moment in terms of backpedaling.

Anna pulled Elise up, training her eyes on the blonde’s the entire time until they were standing quite close to each other. “We could say ‘fuck it’ and just be girlfriends,” she said. Still holding onto Elise’s hand, Anna guided her towards Anna’s chest. “What do you think?”

Elise flinched, although more at where her hand was headed and less about the words. “Wait, just- umm,” completely stumbling as her mind raced to find anything to say, she instinctively pulled back when her fingertips brushed Anna’s breast. “A-Anna!”

“Elise.” Anna’s voice was calm and casual in contrast. “You are a lesbian, right?”

“Yes . . . ” Elise murmured. Not actually. But that was something she was used to ‘confessing’ at this point.

“Then shouldn’t you want this?” Anna kept a light yet firm grip on Elise’s hand. Not forcing her forward, but also not letting her slip away. “Or would you rather I strip down for you?”

“No! I mean- no, that’s-” Apparently that was the line that Elise was latching onto, because she was actually considering touching one of Anna’s boobs to avoid having the girl naked in her room. “But, we shouldn’t . . . ”

“Elise. We’re basically girlfriends. You do want this, don’t you?”

Another completely unfair question. There was no safe way to answer, so Elise merely gave a small nod of false affirmation. She definitely couldn’t bring herself to actually say ‘yes,’ but anything else could potentially screw up the delicate balance she had achieved. Keep Anna happy and, by extension, keep Kaitlyn from sharing countless life-destroying pictures and videos with the world. At the same time, Elise couldn’t let herself get caught in the lesbian web that she was very much tangled up in. Touching another girl vs. having another girl buck naked in her room . . .

“Okay,” Elise murmured, “But then we’ll chat?”

That’s what Anna had said. More specifically, ‘chat on the bed.’ That was the biggest motivator for not letting the brunette take off anything else. Because how on earth was Elise supposed to have a conversation with a girl when being mutually naked and on a mattress with her would create some pretty heavy expectations?

“Then we’ll chat,” Anna quietly echoed. With that, she released Elise’s hand. A few seconds later, she was gripping the blonde’s hip instead.

The intimate touch below wasn’t even the problem. It was more that Elise no longer had the (admittedly flimsy) excuse that it was Anna who had guided her hand into place. Instead, the bare prefect was going to have to cup the girl’s breast all on her own, which felt both more difficult and more damning.

It wasn’t too late to pull the plug on this whole thing. Elise could take a huge physical step backwards and fully separate herself from Anna. She could go into prefect mode and demand that this was done, and that Anna needed to get dressed and leave. Of course, that was never going to happen. She had already come this far to avoid a scandal beyond Kaitlyn’s common room; at this point, it felt like she had no choice but to press forward.

So she did, both literally and metaphorically. Taking a huge breath, Elise reached out and cupped Anna’s breast.