The Prefect

[*Lady Lucia*]

Author's Note: Longer update thanks to Patreon. Also, crazy that what was supposed to be a throwaway 'It's early COVID and I'm bored' story turned into a 60+ part fan favorite. XD

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Part 60

Elise didn’t know what to expect.

She had obviously touched her own boobs, both to bathe herself and occasionally to heighten what she was doing with her other hand in the privacy of her own bedroom. Never in a million years did she think she’d be holding another girl’s breasts in her hands. Anna’s bra made the experience feel slightly less damning, but it was still a lot to feel the brunette’s shape in her palm.

“Are you scared, Elise?” Anna quietly giggled.

“No!” Elise reflexively replied. It dawned on her a moment later that the teasing question was potentially a trap, but she couldn’t help how she stumbled into it. The blonde might have been on the reserved side, but she still viewed herself as fairly brave and adventurous. Of course, the latter was meant more for new hobbies and social activities, rather than feeling up a girl. “No, I mean, umm-” she tried to course correct, but it was too late.

Arching her back a little, Anna said, “Then prove it. Explore, Elise.”

The naked prefect blushed dark red at the words that went along with the way Anna was subtly pushing her chest into Elise’s hand. It was quite clear what Anna meant, and perhaps the flirty invitation would have been hot for someone who was actually into girls, but Elise was still only doing all this because she was trapped in the sexuality Kaitlyn had tangled her up in.

It was also Anna. The petite brunette had a way about her that Elise couldn’t quite place. The way the shorter girl was looking at her right now, complete with a small lip bite to follow her soft yet demanding words, was quite similar to the way she glanced up before that first kiss that felt like a lifetime ago. Exuding an innocent expectancy, and like any form of rejection would destroy her. It was clearly an act, considering what else Anna had done outside of those moments, and yet it was annoyingly effective anyway.

Bringing it back to Kaitlyn, Elise doubted the cruel redhead would choose a trio member that was actually naive and inexperienced. But a girl who looked the part and could cleverly offset Kaitlyn’s more overt style of dominance? Elise didn’t even want to know how the more soft spoken Caroline fit into the equation, provided this latest hunch about Kaitlyn’s mastermind level of picking devious allies was accurate.

Regardless of how much of the current experience was genuine Anna or not, Elise wasn’t exactly in a position to do anything but what was being urged of her. So, instead of merely lightly palming the brunette’s breast, Elise gave a tentative squeeze. Just like the way she had placed her hand there in the first place, she felt a lot more culpable since Anna was only guiding her with words. All the touching was fully on Elise.

“Do I feel good?” Anna was still meeting her gaze, making the moment needlessly intimate as she prompted another clear answer to a yes/no question.

Elise reluctantly nodded, only managing to get out a meek, “Uh huh.” At least the small pause allowed her to stop after just the one squeeze.

Giving it a second or two, Anna moved on once the silence lingered for just long enough after the reply. “You’d probably prefer having both, right?” she asked, her lips pursed in a small smile, “Besides, now I feel all off balance!”

That was clearly an exaggeration. All bodies were a little different, sure, but there was no way that one little squeeze required the other breast to have an equal amount of attention. The problem was, this was Anna flirting. Elise had technically started it, with own cringe-worthy lines that she had blurted out in the name of keeping Anna’s bra and underwear on, so it’s not like she could complain about the girl playing the same game.

As Elise hesitantly lifted her other hand, she thought about how insane this all was. In order to keep Anna from fully stripping, Elise was fondling Anna’s breasts. Although it wasn’t quite as mortifying or life destroying as what she had done in front of Kaitlyn’s entire suite, this was a completely different kind of line Elise was crossing. Making out with Anna had already been a lot, especially with the persistent ‘lesbian slut’ label. In a way, this was the next step, even though there wasn’t an audience this time around.

She knew that she was straight, despite the last few hours of confusion due to her body being used against her. It wasn’t fair when her focus had been directed towards girls while she had been clouded by reluctant lust.

Still, the image of the eighteen year old’s boobs in her hands didn’t help anything. Elise cupped the other one, mirroring the light grip her first hand had, and braced herself for a similar directive about ‘exploring.’ It had been one thing when Kaitlyn and company had groped and pinched and slapped at Elise’s own breasts, as they had gradually been turning her on with a combination of personal experience, as well as a bit of trial and error. In comparison, this did very little for Elise. She wasn’t actually like that, so why would touching another girl spark anything?

“Well?” Anna grinned, “Go on, girlfriend. Have some fun! Or would it be better for you if I undid my bra?”

That was enough to kick Elise into action. She managed to keep from exclaiming another instinctive ‘No!’ to that suggestion, but there was still the important fact that the whole point of this was to keep Anna’s clothes ON. Similar to all the other ways Elise had fallen victim to sunk cost fallacy, she hated the idea of incriminating herself in such a way for nothing, even if Anna was one of the few girls that actually knew the truth about Elise’s sexuality. “This is fine,” Elise said, trying her best to play it cool under the daunting circumstances. “Leave a little mystery, remember?” Her awkward attempt at flirting had been bad enough the first time, but she had to say something to keep all this from spinning even more out of control. “Besides, it’s not really in the way.” As if to prove it, Elise gave a deeper squeeze with both of her hands, flushing a little more as she felt the way Anna’s breasts shifted in her hands from the gesture. Nervously glancing away, as continuing to look at the brunette would mean seeing her chest in her peripherals, Elise muttered, “See?”

Anna slightly hummed from the gesture, although it sounded less like pleasure and more like quiet amusement. The very same prefect who had been so hesitant to give her the shortest peck earlier was now feeling her up. So much progress in less than half a day. “Let’s make it official, babe,” Anna murmured. She took a small step forward, which subtly pushed her chest into Elise’s hands while also putting the two of them in kissing range as she leaned up and practically demanded Elise’s gaze with her stare. “Is there something you want to ask me?”

Unable to avert her eyes this time, Elise nervously kept the suddenly intimate eye contact with the girl. “Umm . . . ” she trailed off, not quite sure what Anna was fishing for. Not wanting to get in trouble for the other part, Elise gave a firm rub with both of her thumbs to show that she was still paying attention to Anna’s breasts. Keeping her as dressed as possible was still ideal.

After a tiny sigh, once again falling on the amused side of things rather than judgmental, Anna shifted so she was mere inches from Elise’s face. Gently smiling, she said, “Don’t you want me to be . . . you know . . . ” Raising an eyebrow when a few quiet seconds passed, she hinted, “someone significant in your life?”

Then the dots connected. Anna had already mentioned the ‘girlfriend’ thing a couple of times, but now she was prompting Elise to say it herself.

Objectively, it wasn’t as bad as making out with her or reluctantly groping her. It’s not exactly like it would mean anything, and taking something like that back was actually possible, unlike all these feminine firsts that would forever stay with Elise. Both from them being new experiences, and also the manner in which said experiences unfolded. Still, every little step down the ‘lesbian’ path she was being pushed down was daunting in its own way. Elise knew the truth about herself, but that didn’t stop all those moments from earlier adding up and resulting in her climaxing to the thought of Anna. The naked blonde was worried that something like this was equally dangerous; if she wasn’t careful, the repetition was going to get to her and eventually she would say the wrong thing in front of the wrong person.

Anna didn’t seem particularly bothered by the lack of response due to Elise’s realization and subsequent overthinking. Instead, she merely stood on her toes and nudged Elise’s nose with her own. “Or not. We could just be friends with benefits. Sending nudes all day. Fucking all night. What do you think?” The last few words were barely a whisper as she closed her eyes and tilted in for a kiss.

It worked perfectly. Without thinking it through in the slightest, Elise flinched when Anna’s lips brushed hers, and quickly muttered, “N-no, wait. We should be girl-” Her voice got caught halfway through the word itself. Similar to the totally messed up logic of squeezing Anna’s boobs to keep her from stripping, Elise found herself using a similar line of thinking in response to the recent offer. The texts that Anna had already sent were already really bad; if literally any authority figure at the school saw them, most prefects included, Elise wouldn’t just lose her job. She would potentially get suspended or expelled for what it looked like. The idea of perpetually sending nudes was enough to snap her into a decision, and that was before considering the fact that she might also be receiving inappropriate pictures in return. As for the part about ‘fucking,’ well . . . Elise tried not to think about what that would mean.

With all that in mind, she made herself get out, “. . . girlfriends.” It was just like the bra thing. If they were ‘girlfriends,’ Elise could better control the pace. Tell Anna that they should ‘take it slow,’ or some other iteration of keeping the false relationship special. Mostly, it was a desperate attempt to tap on the brakes until Elise could figure out how to deal with Kaitlyn and Melanie.

Though it clearly was something Elise said under duress, Anna smiled as if she was hearing it for the first time. “Really?” she asked, eyelids fluttering open so she could look up with those deep blue eyes. Once again, she was putting on the overly innocent act with both voice and expression. “You like, like me?”

Flushing at how quickly this had been turned around on her, Elise just gave a small nod. All the while, she was trying to remind herself that she was a PREFECT. This was just another temporary arrangement. She was just doing what she needed to do. She would figure everything out once she finally had some alone time.

Of course, Anna wanted more than that. “You need to ask Elise.” She was still talking like an infatuated schoolgirl, but there was a trace of a demand to her tone.

Elise had already agreed. This part was just a formality, but that didn’t make it any easier. Especially when Anna was giving her those eyes. They were annoyingly effective, even when it was clear that she was doing it on purpose. Finding her voice again, Elise forced the question out. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

Giggling in response, Anna gave a playful eye roll, “Use my name, babe.”

While she wasn’t enthused to repeat it with the correction, Elise was getting to the point where getting the whole thing over with was preferable to dragging it out. Just for good measure, she stared down into Anna’s eyes and asked more clearly than before, “Will you be my girlfriend, Anna?”

“Of course I’ll be your girlfriend, Elise. Let’s seal it with a kiss.” With no warning, Anna closed the last of the intimate distance between them and locked lips with Elise.

“Mmm!” Elise whined into the brunette’s mouth. She wasn’t prepared for the sudden kiss, but it’s not like she could reject it. Finding a rhythm with the girl’s familiar lips, Elise was caught off guard all over again when it quickly became apparent that they were doing more than a deep kiss. Instead, it was yet another make-out session with her, only this time Elise was holding onto Anna’s boobs.

That was where Elise was going to stay, because Anna immediately arched into her hands. Short of awkwardly moving away from her chest, which would potentially cause problems when Elise had just done so much to keep the already enormous snowball from getting bigger, Elise had to commit to the position. This time, it was almost natural to close her fingers around Anna’s smaller form, because she had to do something with her hands while they were kissing.

Elise had only made out with a few guys before this, and never let it go beyond second base. However, she was only used to her breasts being touched. While she had given a few squeezes to Anna to placate her, this was still entirely unfamiliar territory. Not to mention that she had literally never been naked in front of a partner before, and now she was doing so in her bedroom with a girl. It was a lot to handle, but Elise persevered. Anything to commit to what she had decided was the lesser of two evils: being a ‘lesbian’ in practice, to avoid everyone thinking she was a lesbian slut who was abusing her power on a girl like Anna.

When it was clear that Elise was reciprocating, Anna slipped her tongue into the older blonde’s mouth. Gripping Elise’s bare sides, Anna pulled the two of them much closer before gliding her fingertips around her waist and ultimately landing on her lower back. Not the worst place for her hands to be, although the new position allowed their waists to press together despite how Elise’s hands ensured a sliver of separation where their chests were involved. That, and it would be easy enough for Anna to slide downwards to a less appropriate area if she desired.

Surprisingly, after a few more seconds, Anna actually pulled back instead of aiming for even more passion. She waited until Elise opened her eyes again, as they had closed at some point along the way on instinct, before asking, “Mind if we take a short break?” Anna spoke softly, maintaining the mood, “We should probably give Kaitlyn a call.”

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Author's Note: Longer update thanks to Patreon. Also, crazy that what was supposed to be a throwaway 'It's early COVID and I'm bored' story turned into a 60+ part fan favorite. XD

This and "The Tutor" have both quickly become some of my favorites of the genre.

[*Lady Lucia*]

There will be another x2 post on Monday! A smidge behind on my writing due to some end-of-summer traveling, but I'll catch up the second that I'm back. :)

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There will be another x2 post on Monday! A smidge behind on my writing due to some end-of-summer traveling, but I'll catch up the second that I'm back.

Does that mean everything will be delayed/pushed back or just The Prefect?

[*Lady Lucia*]

Just The Prefect. Due to the longer nature of the part, it was the one thing I couldn’t find time to tackle before heading out of town.

[*Lady Lucia*]

Part 61

"No!” Elise whisper-yelled in response.

It was the strangest thing. She had been resistant at every turn when it came to Anna’s advances and the stages of intimacy that were gradually being normalized the longer the two of them were in Elise’s room together. And yet, at the same time, she found herself somewhat wrapped up in all of it as well. While the recent label they had landed on still felt like it was more for show than anything else, that didn’t change the vaguely official nature of it. And now that they were making out and holding each other so close, hearing Kaitlyn’s name caused some major mental whiplash for the naked blonde whose mind was already so tangled up from both the last few minutes and the last few hours.

In a way, this was an escape, regardless of the fact that Anna was ultimately a direct line back to the redhead who started all of this. However, Elise had been taking things moment to moment, and had temporarily forgotten about the ever present threat of the dominant girl who still had a mountain of life ruining blackmail that kept the collar feeling tight around Elise’s neck even from afar. Now everything came flooding back, causing her to instinctively protest while still subconsciously keeping the quiet bedroom atmosphere.

“Yes,” Anna smiled, “We have to. She wanted to check in on her pet at some point, and I’m sure she’ll be interested to hear that we’re dating.”

Was there a way out of this? While dealing with Kaitlyn from a far was infinitely better than what Elise had gone through in person, she still didn’t feel equipped to deal with it at the moment. Thanks to how Melanie had caught her earlier, as well as the fact that Anna was now here and pushing for this and that, the only moment Elise had had to herself was when she had been anticipating the first-year’s arrival. That hadn’t been nearly enough for her to take the thousands of breaths she needed after everything she had been through, and she was definitely not ready for another interaction with Kaitlyn. It was too soon.

Then again, it would probably always feel like that.

Stalling as she tried to think of a way to avoid Anna’s suggestion, but in a way that wouldn’t lead to more promiscuous activity between the two of them than Elise had already participated in, she reluctantly asked, “Shouldn’t we talk about us first?” Elise didn’t necessarily want to dig her hole deeper, but it actually was a conversation that was important to tackle. Being ‘girlfriends’ in the privacy of her room was one thing. However, what if Anna decided to share it with the world, which would both out Elise as a ‘lesbian’ as well as the fact that she was with someone who would spark a lot of questions on top of that.

In response to that, Anna pulled Elise a little more forward. If Elise’s hands weren’t on Anna’s breasts, their chests would be fully pressed together from the latest move. The smaller girl also shifted herself every now and then to make their legs and stomachs as flush as possible as well. “Like how the taboo makes it so hot?” Anna softly giggled. Gazing up with amusement in her eyes, she said, “Or if you prefer to hold hands with fingers laced, or palms cupped?”

That, mostly. Anything public was Elise’s concern. The second Anna approached her in the halls and did something couple-y, this would turn into a whole different thing. Not to mention that Elise would be caught between playing along to avoid rocking the boat, or rejecting Anna and risking something even worse for doing so.

Anna moved right along. “We have all night to talk about how we’re girlfriends and how exciting it is. But come on, Elise. Do you really want to keep Kaitlyn waiting? Besides, you don’t seem like the type to put off the difficult stuff.”

In almost any other instance, that would be true. Elise was all about delayed gratification, and was quite Type A as well. Of course, tackling a tough academic assignment was a little different than facing Kaitlyn again. Anna was technically right–taking care of the latest task sprung on Elise was better than letting it exist at the back of her mind all while doing inappropriate things with a first-year. Except what if Kaitlyn had something planned that was even worse than fooling around with her petite friend?

Only one way to find out. If there was no avoiding this, which seemed likely considering that Anna was no doubt intimidated by Kaitlyn in her own way despite being part of the redhead’s trio, then Elise had to admit that Anna had the right idea. “Fine,” she muttered. It wasn’t much of a silver lining, but at least Elise could take her hands off Anna’s boobs. Right? Unless Anna planned on calling up Kaitlyn while they remained in this position.

Seemingly reading her mind, or maybe feeling something in her touch, Anna said, “One last good squeeze, okay? Don’t worry, you can enjoy me some more afterwards.”

Elise couldn’t help but flush at pretty much all of Anna’s words. She had never considered herself a prude, but she was also a straight girl despite how her hands were cupping another girl’s breasts. And how said girl was shirtless, and her ‘girlfriend.’ While Kaitlyn made it seem to everyone else that Elise was a kinky, lesbian slut, the reality was that the blonde prefect had no clue how to handle being flirted with so directly by her own gender.

Also, while Elise’s body had betrayed her time and time again when she was being turned on by both touch and toys, she got way less out of the flip side of things. At best, she was confused and reluctantly curious due to how Kaitlyn had manipulated her sexuality earlier. Groping a girl’s chest, however, was not currently on the list of things that kept Elise warm and wet down there.

Anna seemed determined to add it to that list, however, and it’s not like Elise could deny her the action itself. Blushing a little bit darker as her fingers closed around Anna’s perky breasts, Elise made a conscious effort to not wince. The petite girl’s form didn’t feel bad or anything, but the whole experience was still so inappropriate, awkward, and a myriad of other things. It didn’t help that Anna pushed forward to ensure that Elise was palming as much of her as possible.

When she was satisfied with Elise’s compliance, Anna loosened her grip on the blonde’s lower back. Gliding her hands up and around, she eventually landed on Elise’s wrists. Anna gently pulled her away. It was a surprisingly effective maneuver; since Elise was fully naked, losing so much of Anna’s body warmth at once made her shiver and subconsciously want a bit of it back. The other big downside was that Anna’s bra-clad chest was once again fully on display now that Elise’s hands weren’t covering anything any more.

“Go sit at your desk, babe,” Anna quietly said. She was doing a good job at gradually backing off when it came to intimacy. Their bodies were still quite close, and the recent conversation had been naturally quieter in tone despite the content. Now that they were slightly apart, however, Anna matched the new distance with a more nonchalant directive. “I’ll be there in a second, okay?”

Elise just nodded. It didn’t matter where she looked. With such a close proximity, not to mention how Kaitlyn had orchestrated the way Elise had gotten off earlier, just looking at Anna’s face made her flustered. While she was not at all looking forward to the impending interaction with Kaitlyn, Elise wouldn’t mind the temporary personal space. ‘Enjoy it while it lasts,’ she told herself. With Anna staying for an unknown amount of time, and fully committing to the ‘girlfriend’ thing, Elise doubted there would be much distance between the two of them as long as they were alone together.

She walked over to her desk, trying not to think about the fact that Anna was getting an unfettered view of her bare ass. Normally her front half was the part Elise was more concerned about, but she had actually gotten somewhat desensitized from all the ogling over the last few hours. Of course, there wasn’t ever going to be much modesty involved when she was naked and not allowed to cover herself. Though she felt a fresh wave of embarrassment from her backside now prominently on display, Elise kept telling herself that Anna had already seen plenty.

Tentatively sitting down, Elise grimaced at the feeling of her bare rear settling on the wooden chair. She much preferred having a layer between her legs and pretty much anywhere she sat, to the point where she would almost rather stand when wearing shorts and skirts that rode up. In her academy uniform, she tended to sit forward, both in the name of personal comfort and good posture as an added benefit. Now, there was absolutely no way to find a good position. She still opted to sit primly on the edge of the seat, if only to minimize how much of her was touching the cool wood below. The desk was also near the corner of the room, meaning Elise continued to be blind to wherever Anna was and whatever she was doing.

Elise didn’t have to wait for long. Less than a minute later, there were quiet footsteps behind her, followed by Anna delicately placing her hands on Elise’s shoulders. “Hey,” Anna said. Her softer approach only worked halfway in terms of not startling Elise, as the blonde twitched in surprise nonetheless. “Open your laptop, girlfriend dearest,” she said. Anna lightly massaged Elise, and leaned forward enough so her voice was vaguely near the ‘lesbian’ prefect’s ear. Not too close, but certainly closer than someone would be for a normal back massage.

Physical contact was one thing. Elise would take this kind of touch over what they were doing before. There was no true ideal, of course, as anything new and unfamiliar put her on edge. As Elise was constantly reminding herself, Anna was only innocent on the surface, and this latest move could very much be the same. Comforting in a way, yet also setting up for whatever would come next. The task that came with it was the less comfortable part. “Umm, why?” Elise asked. She was beyond saying ‘no’ to pretty much anything at this point, but that didn’t mean she would immediately comply with everything asked of her. Especially when she continued to cling to the hope that it was possible to keep the series of humiliating and damning experiences under wraps, despite how many witnesses were involved. And how she kept wondering if there was a way to get out of the impossible overlapping webs she was in, when both Kaitlyn and Melanie had different forms of pictures and videos to use against her.

“Because we’re dating, and you trust me with your whole heart,” Anna chuckled. She gave a deep squeeze to Elise’s shoulders, then said, “Come on, babe. It’ll be more fun if I show you.”

Like most of what she had reluctantly gone along with ever since stepping into Kaitlyn’s room, Elise knew it was a bad idea yet was stuck in the position where it didn’t feel like there was any other option. The simple act of opening the device wouldn’t do anything, anyway. Anna wasn’t placed in a way that would make it easy to grab the laptop once Elise typed in her password, and Elise justified things by telling herself that she still had room to back out of whatever the next step was.

She slid the laptop to the edge of the desk and tentatively opened it. With Anna right behind her, Elise made sure to swiftly type in her password. On the off chance that the brunette’s eyes were impressively good, Elise made a mental note to change her login info the second she could.

“Here. I have something for you,” Anna said. One of her hands left Elise’s shoulders for a moment, causing the exposed prefect to keep her hands defensively over the keyboard and primed to latch onto the laptop at a moment’s notice.

Anna didn’t do anything that abrupt. She shifted her remaining hand forward, gliding down Elise’s upper chest. The trajectory made it for sure seem like Anna was going to ‘return the favor’ by giving Elise’s breasts some attention. In a way, she did, although only because she didn’t make a point to avoid them. Anna’s hand was just as petite as the rest of her, and her fingers spent a second or two of their downward journey giving a teasing amount of pleasure to Elise’s left breast.

Elise originally tensed when Anna’s crossed from ‘upper chest’ to ‘that’s my boob’ territory, but her discomfort didn’t last very long. Her breasts were still sensitive from the excessive time Kaitlyn had left the clamps on, not to mention how often the chains had been tugged on. When Anna briefly paused to rub a half circle over Elise’s nipple, there was no hiding how the gesture affected her. Sharply inhaling from the unexpected pleasure, Elise’s cheeks turned crimson from how the reaction was so unlike her. Barely a touch, and she was turned on all over again. It was the perfect representation of the juxtaposition that Kaitlyn had manipulated, too. A slutty reaction from a prudish girl. No matter what Elise knew about herself, nothing in the world would convince Kaitlyn’s suite of that when they had seen ‘proof’ with their own eyes of what the devious redhead presented her as.

This latest moment with Anna was on a much smaller scale, yet it was a reminder of the balance Elise was struggling to find. Her proper, prefect self vs. the obedient nudist she was currently acting as in her own bedroom. Anna was one of the few girls from earlier that actually knew that Elise was straight. Theoretically. Anna’s name had been what the fallen prefect had moaned, and the two of them had made out so much. This was yet another instance of Elise demonstrating that a girl’s touch was quite effective on her. Though the ‘dating’ thing was clearly fake, and the product of a teasing game, Elise hadn’t done much to discourage Anna, either.

Anna traced down Elise’s abdomen, and brushed her lips against the seated girl’s neck. “Maybe you were right, babe,” she murmured against Elise’s soft skin, before planting a gentle kiss just above her shoulder, “Maybe we should talk about us. Maybe while you spread your legs for me?”

As if Elise hadn’t done that enough already for one day.

Walking right into the trap set for her, Elise shook her head. “N-no. Let’s call Kaitlyn.”

[*Lady Lucia*]

Author's Note: I'll have the second half posted by the end of the weekend, promise!

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"Are you sure?” Anna asked. Still poised to take things further than she had, the brunette gave a slightly deeper kiss to Elise’s neck. At the same time, Anna leaned forward and let her hands tease downwards until she was dangerously close to the naked girl’s most private area. Shifting up so she could seductively whisper in Elise’s ear, which was quite the contrast to Anna’s usual demeanor, she said, “I bet you’d like it, Ms. Elise.”

It was the first time she had been called her proper title in hours. Of course, she was getting it back in the most inappropriate context ever. Shaking her head again, trying not to shiver from the combination of sensations, Elise hurriedly placed her hands over the backs of Anna’s. She still found it challenging to reject the girl. Not because of the confusion caused by her body betraying her again and again–that was a whole different thing–but more due to the fact that she was nervous to push back too hard against one of Kaitlyn’s closest friends. Stuck playing the game like always, Elise made a point to gently pull Anna’s hands the opposite direction rather than yanking them away like she was tempted to do. The last thing Elise needed was for Anna to feel how she was a little bit damp down there. “Not right now, babe,” she quietly said, cringing a bit as she once again echoed the word Anna had been regularly including along the way, “Maybe later?” Despite being intentionally noncommittal about it, Elise instantly regretted keeping that door open. As long as she was naked, it would be tough to politely brush off Anna’s constant advances.

“Fine,” Anna sighed into her ear, “Then how about a kiss?”

Elise hesitated. Doing anything with Anna was a bad idea, for both personal and professional reasons, but she couldn’t exactly say ‘no’ without potentially creating more problems for herself. Especially when they were about to call Kaitlyn, who would no doubt ask Anna how things were going. Plus Elise had already made out with Anna. Several times. So, not wanting to lose her nerve by overthinking it, Elise forced a look of false confidence and turned her head over the shoulder Anna’s long locks were tickling, “Okay,” she said, hoping it came out warmer than it felt.

Once again demonstrating that she was more experienced than she looked, Anna effortlessly shifted from Elise’s ear to meet her halfway, gracefully finding her lips and brushing against them to create a moment of build-up.

Not wanting to linger in the suspense for too long, Elise only nudged back once before parting her lips to kiss the younger girl. Now that they had done this multiple times, Elise had no idea what to expect. It could be an innocent peck, a deeper lip lock, or another make-out session like a couple minutes ago. She was assuming Anna would be running the show, as the brunette had both the physical and the metaphorical high ground.

Like before, the kiss was a strange combination of feeling entirely unfamiliar but also somewhat good. Elise hadn’t kissed that many guys before, but she had done so enough to know what to expect. The softness of Anna’s lips was different from what Elise was used to, although the petite girl also seemed to know what she was doing. Guys were a little less patient as a whole, which made every experience with a girl confusing when someone like Anna seemed to somehow both take her time while also seamlessly increasing the depth and intensity of the kiss anyway.

Elise did her best to match Anna’s rhythm, all while dealing with the physical discomfort of contorting her upper body and craning her neck in order to keep making out with her. The extended kiss with Anna ended up splitting the difference; it was definitely more than an intimate peck, but not nearly as drawn out as when they had made out earlier while Elise was awkwardly feeling her up at the same time. Anna pulled back after twenty seconds or so, taking Elise’s lower lip one last time before making it clear with her distance that the kiss was over. “Girlfriends?” she murmured.

Blushing at the reminder of the label, especially considering that Elise was the one who had been coerced into asking Anna out, she awkwardly nodded and affirmed, “Girlfriends.”

“Sure you don’t want me to go down on you?” Anna asked.

Elise’s blush darkened at that. How could Anna bring up something like that in such a blunt and casual way? Once again choosing to not directly deny her, Elise swallowed in an attempt to alleviate the sudden dryness in her throat, then said, “We should call Kaitlyn.”

“Such a tease,” she giggled, “Fine. Here, let me.” Leaning into Elise from behind and pressing her bra-clad breasts into the blonde’s back, Anna used the new position to reach forward to use the laptop herself.

At that, Elise tensed up. It was honestly less about the physical contact and more that Anna was using the trackpad on her unlocked laptop. While there wasn’t anything immediately available for Anna to mess with, Elise was already picturing a potential relationship update on social media, access to her prefect materials that went beyond the binder Kaitlyn and company already had a daunting amount of time with, or maybe even academic sabotage. “Umm . . . ” Elise trailed off, trying to figure out what to say. She couldn’t exactly accuse Anna of something that could just be Elise’s imagination running away with itself, although she also didn’t want to wait until it was too late to stop something like that. “I can do it myself?” She finally settled on a not so confident assertion. Anna wasn’t overtly cruel like Kaitlyn was, although that didn’t mean Elise trusted her with such a personal device.

Apparently, Anna didn’t seem to pick up why Elise was nervous about this latest violation. “It’s fine, babe. I don’t mind!” She was quick to open up a browser and use Elise’s long standing shortcut to get to the academy’s main page. “Oh good, you’re already logged in.”

Elise was pretty hit or miss when it came to logging out of a number of things online, mostly because her laptop password usually felt like enough security. She held her breath as Anna navigated the site, still very much torn about whether to allow her ‘girlfriend’ to continue or to speak up again about how she was perfectly capable of using the laptop herself. The only reason Elise ended up not saying anything was because Anna merely went to the Contacts section and immediately searched for Kaitlyn’s name.

“Here we go,” Anna said. She clicked the correct Kaitlyn, then wasted no time in making a video call.

Gasping, Elise exclaimed, “Anna, wait!”

For whatever reason, she hadn’t expected to be on video. To her, the word ‘call’ had a more audio connotation until otherwise specified. In retrospect, she should have realized sooner what Anna was up to, considering that a regular call could have been achieved a lot more efficiently with one of their phones. The same could be said for a video call, of course, although the laptop’s camera would be a lot better in terms of quality. Normally that would be Elise’s preference. Except, of course, when she was naked.

Before she could further protest, or perhaps slap the laptop closed, her screen connected with Kaitlyn’s. “Hey, Elise,” the smirking redhead said in greeting, “Miss me?”

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Author's Note: I'll have the second half posted by the end of the weekend, promise!

11:59pm post incoming lol

[*Lady Lucia*]

Elise hadn’t been ready to face Kaitlyn again when Anna recently suggested it, and she certainly wasn’t ready now that it had been sprung on her in such a way. Her hands shot halfway up to cover herself, but she managed to force them back down before she broke one of the rules that no doubt still applied over video. What if Kaitlyn was recording this or, God forbid, streaming it? Elise still had half a mind to lunge forward and close the laptop. The main thing stopping her was the way Anna was draped over her and, the more she thought about it, there would probably be repercussions for cutting the call off instead of sucking it up and letting it happen.

Now that Anna had finished setting up the call, she settled back and whispered into Elise’s ear, “Say something, babe.”

Nervously swallowing, Elise cleared her throat and said, “Umm, hey, K- Miss Kaitlyn.”

“Careful, pet,” Kaitlyn said, “You’ll be spending a lot of time in my room if I decide you need more training. Do you have something to say?”

Not 100% sure what she was fishing for, Elise said, “I’m sorry, Miss. Kaitlyn.”

Kaitlyn nodded. “Good girl. So, Anna. You’re not naked yet?”

“Apparently not,” Anna replied, “Elise thought keeping a little mystery would be hot or something. She also loves how my boobs look in this bra. Oh, and we’re girlfriends now! How cute is that?”

“Well, that didn’t take long. You know, I was just going to check in on you two lovebirds and make sure that Elise was behaving like the lesbian slut we all know that she is. But we should really talk about the fact that Melanie came to have a little chat with me. You didn’t tell her anything you weren’t supposed to, did you, Elise?”

It was the perfect no-right-answer kind of question. Melanie had already shared plenty about how she was not only going to allow Kaitlyn’s games to continue, but also to enforce a couple things as a prefect who would have more face time with Elise in other settings. Kaitlyn already knew the answer, yet she was asking it anyway to make the naked blonde squirm. And squirm she did; awkwardly fidgeting in her seat, which reminded her that nothing separated her bare ass from the hard wooden chair, Elise tried to think of anything that was safe to say. Completely drawing a blank, she just muttered another quiet apology.

“Such a shame, pet. You do realize that bad girls have to be punished, right?”

Elise timidly nodded her head. Was Kaitlyn going to have Anna do her dirty work? Or put something out there for the future that Elise would have to dread in the meantime?

“Since I’m in a giving mood, I think I’m going to let you decide which punishment you prefer. Aren’t I the sweetest?” Pausing for suspense, Kaitlyn then offered her first suggestion, “One option is for you to be even more of a slut than you already are. That means fucking Anna tonight–at least a few times–and then coming to do the same with me before breakfast. Maybe you can skip lunch to give Caroline a turn. How does that sound, Elise?”

Absolutely impossible. Everything with Anna thus far had already crossed too many lines to count, and Elise was constantly doing anything and everything she could to play along without going even further than they already had. But with Kaitlyn?! There would be no stopping the harsh redhead’s advances if it was just the two of them, not to mention how things would probably be far less light and casually intimate than they had been with Anna thus far.

Since Kaitlyn could cleverly turn practically anything into ammo, Elise tried her best not to react in the slightest to the overt and excessively promiscuous concept. Kaitlyn had said there would be a choice, which meant there would be at least one other option. Hopefully more than one, if they were all as daunting as the first. Even shaking her head in protest could be potentially taken as complaining or making a fuss, which were two of the many phrases from earlier. Elise wasn’t sure if she would be able to list all of them at the moment, and she made a mental note to write them all down when she had a chance. Though Kaitlyn wasn’t currently quizzing her, there was always the possibility that it might happen later.

Luckily, Kaitlyn didn’t seem concerned with getting a reaction or any thoughts on the overwhelming amount of promiscuous girl/girl activity she was suggesting. Instead, she moved right on. “Option two is for you to become official with Anna. Like, official official.” At first, it didn’t sound like a lot. The scantily clad brunette had just shared the ‘girlfriend’ thing with Kaitlyn, after all. However, it instantly got worse as Kaitlyn went into more detail. “You know, holding hands in the halls, kissing each other ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye,’ updating your relationship status on social media. Ooh, are there any official student/prefect dating forms? I’ll have to ask Melanie.”

It didn’t take long for the weight of the choice to hit Elise. At its core, it was a real life version of the age old ‘Would You Rather’ question. Actually do things a lesbian slut would do, by fooling around with 2-3 different girls in less than 24 hours, all of whom were younger than her and she was supposed to have authority over? Or have everyone think she was a lesbian? Doing stuff like that in public with Anna, even with more PG affectionate gestures, would certainly not go unnoticed. Especially not when paired with social media, which was a whole different mortifying projection that she had barely started wrapping her mind around.

“Is there- Umm, is there a third?” Elise hesitantly asked. Her immediate answer so far was ‘neither.’ Of course, she would never say that out loud to Kaitlyn.

“Speak properly, Elise. Be a good girl.”

Lightly blushing at the correction, Elise repeated her question more clearly, “Is there a third option, Miss Kaitlyn?” Though Elise was often a stickler for the rules, she would never enforce the title thing this much.

Kaitlyn just rolled her eyes. “Of course not. It’s a punishment, remember? It’s not supposed to be easy. This all could have been avoided if you just kept your mouth shut.”

‘YOU STRANDED ME NAKED IN YOUR DORM’S HALLS.’ Elise so badly wanted to scream that it was Kaitlyn’s fault. If the dominant redhead so badly wanted to keep this under wraps, then she could have sent Elise off fully dressed with the knowledge that there were still countless pictures and videos that would keep the blonde prefect from breathing a word about what had transpired in the first-years’ common room. Instead, Elise had been shoved out without a shred of clothing; what else could she have said when Melanie pushed for an explanation?

“What’s it going to be, babe?” Anna asked. She gave Elise a kiss on the cheek, then returned to leaning on her while continuing the over-the-shoulder embrace. “I’m cool with either, by the way. Either we have SO much fun tonight, or everyone gets to know I’m dating a prefect! Omg, Kaitlyn, can she pick both?!”

“If she wants,” Kaitlyn smirked, “Answer your girlfriend, Elise. Do you want to fuck Anna, or go public with her?”

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Man, I’m enjoying where this is going. Both options seem terrible for our Elise. Maybe she volunteers a third option that’s marginally less horrifying for her but requires more active and willing participation from her and thus feels more shameful, or maybe she even takes a gamble and suggests Melanie come up with an idea. Perhaps Elise’s reputation as a prefect is well known and Melanie gets more prefects involved.

Just ideas. But I always look forward to these.