Kristy’s new school – you choose her fate

[shynessincarnate]

Foreword

I’ve been on this site for a few months now taking on and giving out dares. I’ve always liked to read and write so I was quite rapidly interested in the story section of the site. I’ve read a few, both fiction and non-fiction and have decided to give back to the community.

As I enjoy it when there is interaction between users, I would like to implicate you guys in this story. At the end of each section, the main character will be forced to make a choice between two things and you will choose what she does and thus how the story continues. As soon as I have three users who choose the same course of action, I will continue the story in the chosen direction.

Seeing as I actually have a life and will be creating a story accordingly to your posts, I’ll be updating it once a week.

All comments/questions are welcome, whether it be though a post or a PM. Your feedback can be either positive or negative as long as it is constructive. I really hope you’ll enjoy reading this one as much as I’ll enjoy writing it.

[shynessincarnate]

When Kristy woke up Friday morning to the annoying string of high-pitched notes coming from her alarm clock. She pounded on the button that would temporarily shut it up before pulling the covers over her head. She had just arrived in town two weeks ago and was still angry at her father for having decided it was time to move when two-thirds of her senior year of high school were gone. Taking a hint at her distant attitude, he had allowed her to stay home alone for one week to blow off steam while he began his new job. However, four days ago, Kristy had started to go to school again in her new establishment.

The new high school was tiny and everybody seemed to know eachother. Seeing as she was quite shy and managed good grades, Kristy had never been overly popular but she had never not had any friends either. Here, no one would let her in to their tightly knit community and it was driving her up the wall.

After a few minutes of feeling sorry for herself, Kristy heard the now familiar creak of her father coming up the stairs to wake her. Feeling like a brat, she decided to turn off her alarm clock and get out of bed so that she could tell her father to get off her back when he would knock on her door. He must have heard her moving though, because the knock never came. Grabbing her clothing to go through her morning routine, Kristy made her way to the washroom.

As she was washing up, Kristy's hands lingered on her curvy body paying extra attention to her full breasts and clit. She wasn’t bone thin but wasn’t obese either and she knew that, given the chance, she could make any guy go crazy with the sway of a hip and a view on her nice round ass. Not that anyone had given her any chances at the school though. Stepping out of the shower, Kristy got dressed, ate her breakfast got her bag ready and left the house walking to the nearest bus stop. Neither word nor look was exchanged between herself and her father.

The school day was as uneventful as usual until Kristy heard Alicia, the most popular girl in school, tell her select group of friends that they were invited to her place later that evening for a night of TORD. Living only a block from Alicia’s house, Kristy knew full well that she often had the house to herself as her parents travelled a lot and she resented her for all of the freedom she had. Gathering her books and quickly stuffing them in her bag, Kristy quickly left the school and made her way back to the bus that would bring her home so she could forget about the whole conversation.

But one word had stayed stuck in the back of her head and try as she might, she wasn’t able to get rid of it. “TORD”. She had heard the word before, but had never been invited to play or asked anyone what it meant. Knowing that she would have trouble sleeping tonight again, Kristy decided that she would sneak out of the house and make her way to Alicia’s to spy on her and her select group of friends and see what kind of activities the cool kids in town did.

Kristy couldn’t believe her luck when she arrived at Alicia’s place and saw that not only were the curtains drawn in the living room, where everyone was gathered and sitting around in a circle, but the window was open too. She looked at a distance and saw many weird things. At one point two girls were kissing each other, later on, on of the boys was removing all of his clothing except for his boxers, after that two boys and one girl were locked into a closet for 5 minutes. Finally understanding that they were giving each other dares to complete and getting more and more curious by the minute, Kristy decided to get close enough to the window to hear what they were saying:

- Truth, said one of the cute boys Krisy knew to be Devon.
- Have you ever kissed another boy? Asked the girl to Alicia’s right, Caitlin.
- Nope, never, was the answer.
- Truth, said Caitlin.
- All right, what’s your biggest secret? Kristy heard someone ask.
- Fine, dare, answered Caitlin.
- Monday, during class, ask to be excused to go to the washroom. Once you’re there, get in a cubicle, remove all of your clothing and, leaving your clothes there with the door unlocked, go in the next cubicle and masturbate to orgasm. Then get dressed again.
- Sure.
- Dare, said Alicia.
- Tomorrow, said Caitlin, wear your shortest skirt and skimpiest top allowed and don’t wear any underwear.
- No problem, was the answer Alicia gave.
- Truth, said a voice Kristy knew to be Sean's.
- How many girls have you had sex with? Asked Alicia.
- Um… how ‘bout dare then, answered Sean.
Kristy heard everyone in the room chuckle. Then Alicia started speaking again:

- Go outside and take a leak right in front of this window so we can all see you.

Once she heard this, Kristy stopped smirking and started panicking. “Shit!”, she thought. Sean would come out shortly and see her eavesdropping on them, then she would be done for. Kristy quickly got to her feet and bolted from the house.

Once safely inside her room, Kristy wondered why they had decided after all that time to send someone outside and she became very afraid that one of them had seen her. Deciding that it was hardly possible, she willed herself to calm down and got settled for bed. She started thinking about the few dares she had heard. “Maybe I should do one of them”, she thought. Figuring that she had nothing to lose, she settled deciding on which dare she would do during the day Monday.

Your choice:
Will she do the masturbation challenge in the school washroom or will she choose to go without underwear in revealing clothing?

[shynessincarnate]

Hi guys,

here is the next section I promised (and a day early so no punishment thread for me , yet...).

Thank you all for your feedback (and patience for actually reading my foreword and remembering that I have allowed myself one week between posts).

I hope you enjoy!

Shy
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For the first time in a long time, Kristy beat her alarm clock to the wake-up race. For the whole weekend she had been feeling giddy at the prospect of what she was going to do during the day today. Even now, as she was rising from bed, taking care to turn off her alarm clock, she was still hesitating between the two options. She had purposely kept herself on edge and had not allowed herself to have an orgasm during her two days off just to be even more aroused during the day.

Grinning at her figure in the full-length mirror, she grabbed a mid-thigh white skirt, a tight black tank top and a black bolero to cover her shoulders (as they were not allowed to show off that part of their anatomy at school). Pulling on her skirt and shirt, Kristy found she looked quite sexy. Already, her nether regions were beginning to swell with pleasure and her nipples were pushing against the thin fabric of her top. But something about the whole attire was disturbing her. Brushing away her concerns, she made her way to the washroom to apply the delicate pencil and brush strokes that would make her cobalt eyes stand out even more. Bringing the eyeliner up to her left eye, it hit her, the reason why her attire was making her uneasy. Ever since the eavesdropping incident, when she’d almost got caught by the dare that had sent Sean outside, Kristy had had the nagging feeling that Alicia’s group knew about her presence outside the house the other day. Kristy was sure that if she arrived at school dressed as she was today, it would only confirm her unauthorized presence. Worse, they would (rightly) assume that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and would do anything they could to expose her, quite literally. Finishing up her make-up, Kristy quickly returned to her room, grabbed a pair of panties and a bra and pulled on an unflattering pair of jeans and a simple black t-shirt. She would be much less likely to run into trouble by retiring to the toilet during class to take the edge off and have the orgasm she had been denying herself.

Grabbing her bag, Kristy made her way downstairs to fix herself breakfast. When she got up to rinse her bowl before sticking it into the dishwasher, her eyes met her fathers’ for a brief moment. Feeling happier that she had in weeks, Kristy even allowed herself to flash a small smile to her father before grabbing her bag and leaving for school.

While she was sitting in the bus, Kristy congratulated herself on deciding against wearing the skirt without panties. Because of the way the seats were made in the bus, her feet couldn’t touch the floor. She would have had to really press her legs together to avoid people being able to look up her skirt and she was sure that it would not have gone unnoticed that she wasn’t wearing panties.

As she was walking towards her locker, Kristy noticed a small commotion going on in the main hall. As she pushed her way through the small crowd that had gathered, Kristy recognized Alicia’s voice rise out from the middle of the circle:
- You pervert!
- Now see here, young lady, you know that your attire is not acceptable, a male voice responded.
- You would know, couldn’t take you eyes off me I bet, Alicia answered in a haughty tone.

Just as Kristy got to the edge of the crowd that had formed, she recognized that it was one of the two history teachers that was trying to reprimand Alicia. And Kristy knew why. That man was most definitely not a pervert. True to her word, the girl had come to school in a skirt and skimpy shirt without underwear. Her black mini-skirt barely covered her ass and allowed all eyes to see the top of her hairless mound. Her white tank top hugged her svelte upper body and hardly left any need to imagine what she must look like without it. It was evident from the absence of the telltale lines that outline a bra and her nipples that were pushing against the thin fabric of her shirt that she wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt.

The amusing exchange between the two ended as the first bell rang announcing that students had five minutes to get to class. Kristy was still in disbelief at what she had just seen and she found herself grinning with the knowledge that Alicia was going to be sent home to change and be given a detention for her lack of respect.

The excitement from the morning got Kristy’s juices going and reminded her that she had come to school planning on doing one of the dares that she had eavesdropped on. Thus, as she was sitting through her first period boring economics class, Kristy started planning when she would ask her teacher if she could be excused to go to the washroom. As she looked in her agenda, she realized that she would have the perfect opportunity during her second period French class. The course was much too easy for her and she knew that she wouldn’t have much trouble convincing the teacher, who was impressed at her knowledge of the language, to allow her to be excused from class. Closing her agenda to continue pretending to listen to her economics teacher that droned on, Kristy’s mind wandered and she soon found herself wondering when Caitlin would be doing her masturbation dare. Eventually pushing the thought out of her mind, Kristy looked up at the classroom clock, willing it to go faster for the end of the lesson.

During her second period French class, Kristy was finding it really hard to concentrate on what the teacher was saying. She had decided that she’d ask to be excused near the end of class so that she could go straight to lunch after having fulfilled her growing need to cum. As she was sitting in class, she could feel her clit pulsing and was happy to have a pair of panties on to soak up the juices that had been gathering since the morning. About fifteen minutes before the end of class, when everyone was working quietly at their places, Kristy finally decided to go see her teacher:
- Monsieur Lafrance, pourrais-je svp aller aux toilettes? (Mr. Lafrance, may I please go to the washroom), she asked.
- Mais, il ne reste que quinze minutes au cours. Vous pouvez sans doute attendre, mademoiselle. (But there are only fifteen minutes left to class, you can surely wait young lady), he answered.

Kristy then decided to tell a flat out lie. Thinking hard about what she was about to do, she managed a very convincing blush and, taking on the tone of a very embarrassed person answered:
- Je sais, monsieur. Mais j’ai bien peur que je doive m’occuper d’un petit problème féminin qui vient d’apparaître. (I know sir. But I’m afraid that I must take care of a slight feminine problem that has just come to my attention).
- All right, you may be excused.

Thanking her teacher, Kristy grabbed the few things she had brought to class and made her way to the washroom. She decided to stop by her locker to put away her things first. Heart racing as she entered the deserted toilet, she quickly locked herself in one of the stalls. Realizing the foolishness of her action, as she would be exiting naked anyway, she laughed at herself while she slipped off all of her clothing, letting them sit in an untidy pile on the floor. Unlocking the door and making her way to the next stall, Kristy struck a naked pose in front of the mirror before chuckling again like a little girl and entering yet another stall. Once locked inside, she sat on the very edge of the seat with her eyes closed, and, legs spread, began to work her hungry pussy. She was amazed at how wet she was as she rubbed her fingers in her juices and started circling her clit. So intent was she on building the orgasm she needed, that she didn’t even hear the footsteps that announced the presence of another person in the washroom. As she was concentrating on her audibly wet pleasure and working hard to not let her moans become too loud, she didn’t notice the two feet that were firmly planted in front of her stall door or the absence of clothing in the next stall.

Finally, she came. Hard. She took a few moments to pull herself together, wiped her right index and middle finger on her inner thigh, opened the stall door to get cleaned up before the lunch bell rang and froze as she heard the click of a camera. Standing before her was Alicia, sporting a new ensemble and holding up her cell phone in one hand and Kristy’s clothing in the other. Kristy was mortified, but before she could say anything, Alicia began talking:
- I knew it! I knew that you would come to my place on Friday night. I purposely invited my friends over in a loud voice so that you could hear!

Encouraged by Kristy’s dumbfounded expression, Alicia kept talking:

- What a right little slut you are! Wow, kudos to you, I never thought that you would actually do that. I bet you want your clothes back and the picture and audio recording erased now, right? Well listen up. My friends and I are in need of some new blood to entertain us. So every day this week, for the whole week, one of us will be giving you a daily task to complete. You do a good job and you’ll be part of the gang by next Monday. Do a bad job, however, and the only reputation you’ll have in school and around town will be that of a dirty little slut.

Kristy closed and opened her mouth, willing herself to speak. Realizing that she didn’t have much choice in the matter because of the blackmailing bitch in front of her. Kristy articulated an answer:
- Fine, she said. What do you have in mind?
- See now, I knew you’d be the reasonable type. First thing’s first, though. You’ll likely be wanting you clothes back so you can finish your day. I’ll give you two choices. You can give me one minute to get to the end of the hall with your clothes and you can streak through the hall to grab them and get dressed there or you can put that tongue to use and eat me out so that I can enjoy a nice orgasm too. Your choice, but if I were you, I’d choose quickly, the lunch bell is going to ring soon.

Your choice:
- Will Kristy go streaking through the hall to retrieve her clothing?
- Or will she bring her tongue to Alicia’s pussy and give her the orgasm she’s demanding?

[shynessincarnate]

I apologize in advance, this part is quite shorter and may not flow as well as the previous parts. I’ve started working again and my week has been insanely busy. I hope you will still enjoy and thank you for your continued feedback and participation!

Also, since more and more people are participating, It will now take one more vote to decide the direction of the story, so the first 4 users who make the same choice will decide how the story will continue.

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Kristy knew that she had to think fast. Here she was, stark naked, in front of the most popular girl in school and she needed her clothes back before the bell rang. She had no idea of the time it was or if Alicia would actually hold up her part of the bargain but she had to take a chance. Afraid that if she chose to streak, Alicia would run off really far with her clothes, Kristy decided to experiment pleasing a girl for the first time in her life. Though the thought of engaging in an intimate act with another girl made Kristy cringe slightly, it is also something that she had fantasized about in the past. Though she had no idea what it must feel like as she had never let her ex get near to that part of her anatomy with his mouth, she was sure going to give it her best shot. Blushing furiously, Kristy gave her verdict:

- Ok, I’ve decided that I don’t want to go running naked to go grab my clothes and get dressed in the hallway.
- Great! What are you going to do then? Asked Alicia in a teasing manner.
- Well… you know… I’ll do the second option, answered Kristy evasively.
- Hum… not good enough my darling. Now be the nice little slut you are and tell me what it is you are going to do to me.

Alicia’s voice had become sterner and the look in her eyes made Kristy drop her gaze to the floor. This girl was most definitely not one to cross. Alicia continued, loving the embarrassment that the new girl was going through.

- Now, look at me and tell me exactly what you are going to do.
- I… I…

Kristy gathered up her courage and made eye contact with the dominating and intimidating girl.

- I am going to give you an orgasm with my tongue.
- Better. Have you ever done that before? Asked Alicia, guessing what the answer would be.
- No. Kristy had dropped her eyes again not only from the humiliation that Alicia was purposely making her go through but also from her embarrassment at noticing that the whole situation was arousing her.
- Let me help you then. You are going to remain naked while I sit on the edge of this toilet with my skirt up and my legs spread. You are then going to kneel between my legs and lick my clit. Eventually, you are going to suck on my clit and insert your tongue in my pussy. You will have your whole mouth on me while you pleasure me and give me an orgasm. Now, let’s not waste any time, I reckon there are less than five minutes before the bell rings.

Kristy followed Alicia in the furthest stall, the big one reserved for wheelchairs. Her head was spinning slightly as she mechanically turned around to lock the stall door and when she turned around saw Alicia sitting there skirt lifted and legs spread wide for her, she felt herself getting wet again. Her whole pussy was hairless, and Kristy began to wonder what it would feel like. She was almost embarrassed at her unkempt mound. As she got to her knees and tentatively brought her tongue to Alicia’s already swollen clit, she closed her eyes willing herself to go through with it. The first lick wasn’t too bad. Evidently, Alicia kept that part of her anatomy very clean and though Kristy could taste the girl’s arousal, it wasn’t as bad as she had anticipated. Once she had gotten past her initial qualms about pleasing another girl, Kristy actually began to enjoy herself. She was imagining a tongue on her own pussy and was doing what she knew felt good.

After a while of alternating between sticking her tongue in Alicia’s pussy and paying direct attention to her clit, Kristy began to hear her captor panting. She knew that the bell was going to ring soon and did not fancy getting caught by any of the other students in the school. Putting her whole mouth to work, Kristy finally made Alicia cum as the bell rang. As the thought what she had just done finally hit her, Kristy backed up and got to her feet.

- Well, well, well… you surprise me, you did good. You certainly use that tongue well enough, maybe we’ll put your whole mouth to use by the end of the week.

Kristy was now aware of classroom doors opening to let hungry students have their lunch break and wanted nothing more than to get out of the stall get dressed, get cleaned up and go on with her day.

- I held up my part of the bargain, now I want my clothing back, she said holding out her hand.

Alicia simply smiled and held gave Kristy her clothing back. Kristy, who was expecting to have to negotiate, was surprised at how quickly the girl complied. She turned around to get dressed, suddenly feeling ashamed of her nakedness. It’s only when she began to search for her underwear that she understood that she had been tricked again. Turning around to face her now dressed bully, she saw her underwear in Alicia’s hands.

- Now, before you begin to argue, know that I have held up my part of the bargain. I did say that you were going to be getting you clothing back. I didn’t, however say anything about your underwear. Slut like you, eating out a girl for the first time like you were a pro, seems a pity to let you go out with it. If I were mean, I’d throw out your boring panties and bra out the washroom door and in the packed halls leaving you with nothing to wear under your clothing. But I’m feeling nice today since you’ve done such a good job today. You get to choose one of them to wear.

Kristy was, yet again, flabbergasted. Thinking back on the morning, when she had almost come to school without any underwear, she was about to tell Alicia to fuck off and just pull on her pants and shirt, when Alicia dropped another bombshell on her:

- Forgot to mention, what ever you choose will have an impact on the rest of your week. If you choose to take your panties, you’ll not be able to wear a bra for the rest of the week, you will not be allowed to touch yourself down there unless it is to wipe after using the toilet and you will have to do various tasks to keep your nipples and breasts in slight pain. If you choose to take your bra, you’ll not be allowed to wear panties for the rest of the week, you will not be able to cum at all and you will be playing with yourself often to remain aroused at all times. The choice is yours, I’d choose quickly if I were you, someone’s bound to come in to freshen up really soon.

Your choice:
- Will Kristy choose to take her panties?
- Or will she decide to wear her bra?

[shynessincarnate]

Here you go, dear readers, another part to the story. I've decided to not proofread it as I wanted to meet my deadline

I've also decided, following a suggestion by Komodo Jones, to pursue this writing experience with new voting rules. You will now a full 48 hours to post your vote. After that time, I will choose the option that has received the most votes.

For this part, that means that you have until Friday September 9th to get your votes in. I will start writing the next part on Saturday morning (sometime between 2 dares...).

I hope you enjoy!

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Kristy knew that she wanted to draw the least attention as possible to herself during the week. She also knew that no matter which decision she took, she would be in a constant state of arousal. Just thinking about it made her nipples stand at attention, thus she reached out towards the bra without question.

Alicia smiled and didn’t offer any resistance when her new toy grabbed her bra. She could have guessed that Kristy was going to make that decision, which is why she made the consequence of going without panties more extreme. She also was planning on making Kristy cum despite the interdiction she had set on her, just so she could push the girl further.

Kristy gratefully finished to get dressed, minus her panties and left the stall to wash her hands and face and try to shoe Alicia’s arousal from her nostrils. As she was splashing water on her face, a group of three girls entered the washroom. While one of them was using the washroom, the other two were checking to make sure their make-up was still looking good. The three girls chatted together and eventually left. Kristy was reflecting on the fact that she never understood why girls had the habit of going to the washroom in packs when she sensed a presence behind her. She turned around to see Alicia holding her panties.

- Take them in your hand. You are going to go all the way to the cafeteria with them and will put them in one of the garbage bins there.
- That wasn’t part of the deal, Kristy said, crossing her arms.
- Well it is now. But if you want to back out you can.

As Alicia said this, she waived her phone in front of Kristy’s face. It was a silent threat and one that had an immediate effect. Kristy became flushed with embarrassment at the thought that her orgasm and her naked body could be shared with a large number of people very quickly. Kristy took the panties and put them in a tight ball in her fist. She was already forming a plan to get rid of them as quickly as possible. Of course, Alicia was one step ahead of her:

- Now, we should get going. I will be following you, of course, to make sure you to as you are told. Then, you will be free to do as you wish. Oh! One last thing… As you have chosen to take your bra, you have also chosen to be horny all week. You are to play edge twice during lunchtime, once between your two afternoon periods and another time before you leave school.

Kristy exited the washroom and made her way to the cafeteria. She kept her head down on her way and stayed close to the walls to try to avoid drawing attention to herself. The walk to the cafeteria seemed eternal and Kristy was cursing herself for having chosen to wear panties instead of a thong today. It would have been much easier to carry around. Right now, she could see some of the white fabric from her panties poking through her fist. To make matters worse her clit was still throbbing from the earlier excitement. Without her panties, Kristy could feel the rough fabric of her jeans rubbing against her already wet pussy and she was afraid that by the end of the days, there would be a wet spot on her pants. She was certain that Alicia was feeling very pleased with herself and couldn’t help but wonder what other tasks she would be made to carry out during the rest of the week.

Kristy’s thoughts snapped back to the real world though when she collided into something. To her horror, she realized that the “something” was actually a person. It was Sean, to be exact and Kristy vaguely wondered why he was grinning from ear to ear. She was simply mortified when he held out his hand towards her to give her something that oddly resembled her panties. Realizing at once that they were indeed the panties she had held in her hands a few moments earlier, Kristy became flushed with embarrassment and was about to turn tail and run away from the awkward situation when she felt a strong grip on her arm.

- So, you’re the new girl then. Said Sean.

Not waiting for a reaction on Kristy’s part he pressed on in a hurried whisper:
- I’d get done what she asked you to do. You do not want to cross her.

Kristy was once again dumbfounded. She mechanically took her panties out of the boy’s hand and entered the cafeteria as quickly as she could throwing the balled up piece of fabric in the first garbage can she saw. She didn’t care if anyone saw her, she was still mulling over Sean’s words. Why had he been so nice to her? He was a part of Alicia’s gang, after all. So why had he not done anything to embarrass her in front of the whole student body? And why had he kept his voice down to avoid being overhead by Alicia?

Kristy felt like she was in a daze. She sat down in front of the food tray that she didn’t remember getting and felt weird. She was still trying to make sense of what had happened and was attempting to untangle her emotions. She had never in her life felt so, well, alive. As much as she hated to admit it, she had enjoyed the humiliation that Alicia had made her go through. She had done things she would never have dreamed of doing. Snapping out of her daze, she quickly ate through her lunch. Oh God! She was still so horny, still so wet! Kristy knew that she had to get through two edges before going to class. Looking down at her watch she noticed that the start of the third period was still a quarter hour away. Smirking, Kristy made her way to the closest girl’s washroom. She had plenty of time.

As she entered the room, she noticed two girls touching up their make-up. Ignoring their presence completely, Kristy went to the furthest stall and locked herself in. Dropping her pants, she sat on the edge of the toilet, closed her eyes and started working on her first clit. The edge came quickly and, remembering Sean’s words, she pulled her hand away before going overboard. For some reason, Kristy knew that Alicia would know if she had an orgasm. After a minute of rest, Kristy masturbated for a second time to edge. The soft sloshing sound made by her wetness did wonders to her arousal and she regrettably removed her hand once more. Pulling up her pants, she felt the cool wetness against her horny pussy and left the stall, stopping to wash her hands. Even through the scent of the soap on her now clean hands, Kristy could still smell the lingering odor of her juices. This would be a long week.

As she exited the washroom, Kristy came face to face with Alicia. The dominating girl took Kristy’s hands in her own and brought them up to her nose.

- Good girl, she said simply.

The afternoon seemed to take forever to go by. Kristy had gone to her third period class, distracted by her arousal to pay any attention. She remembered to do her edge between the two periods and was surprised that no one from Alicia’s gang was there to check on her. Kristy couldn’t wait for the day to end.

After the last bell rang, she made her way, yet again to the washroom. This time, when she entered, there were already two people there, and Kristy wasn’t overly happy to see them. Before her stood Alicia and Caitlin, the petite girl that was there at Alicia’s the previous Friday to play TorD.

- I must say, I’m pretty proud of you. So far, you’ve done everything I have asked of you. And I hardly had to blackmail you!

Kristy’s eyes went from Alicia to Caitlin:
- What is she doing here? She asked.
- Well, I thought I’d make your last edge of the day more entertaining. See, last time, I only hear you and saw your naked body. This time, you are going to do your edge in front of Caitlin and me.

Noticing Kristy’s embarrassment, Alicia pushed on:
- Actually, you have two choices. You can either do your edge in front of us or you can pick one of these two cards.

Alicia and Caitlin held out one cue card each in front of Kristy. There was a number 1 on Alicia’s card and a number 2 on Caitlin’s card.

- You can either choose to do the task that you know about or chose blindly one of these two cards and do the task behind it. And before you ask, I won’t give you any hints as to what kind of task they hide.

Your choice:
- Will Kristy do her edge in front of Alicia and Caitlin?
- Will she choose card #1?
- Will she choose card #2?

And before you ask, the answer is no. You, my dear readers, do not get to know what is behind those cards . You are, however, welcome to guess.

[shynessincarnate]

Amazing how one late update can generate so much conversation

Anyway, I wanted to say. Thanks. Really. I know that the post is only a day late. I didn’t sleep too well and was up early so I was able to type this whole part this morning. It took me about 90 minutes . But anyway, back to what I was saying. Thank you all for your understanding. I hope the wait was worth it.

And I guess that since Garder80 didn't put in his word before I got this post in, I get away without any punishment .

Edit:Forgot to add! As per the new voting rules, you have 'till saturday to get your votes in. I will start writing the next part Sunday morning.

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Kristy eyed both cards suspiciously. She knew that she could choose to just get it over with and decide to edge in front of both Kristy and Alicia, but she remained uncertain. Kristy had been observing the neat number two on the card that Caitlin was holding. Looking to the right, towards the card with the number one written in Alicia’s hand, Kristy quickly ruled out the possibility of choosing that one. She didn’t even want to know what was on the card; she could just feel that it would hold a task much worse than the one that had already been presented to her. Eventually, curiosity got the better of her. With a racing heart, she decided:

- I’ll choose Caitlin’s card.

Alicia looked back at Kristy, a mischievous smile lining her eyes. Even before hearing Alicia bursting into her trademark child-like crystalline laugh, Kristy knew she was in trouble. She felt the now familiar churning in her stomach indicative of her nervousness.

- And what makes you think it’s Caitlin’s card? Because you recognized Caitlin’s perfectly written “two” on the card she was holding?
- You knew I’d choose that card if you did it that way, right? Asked Kristy.
- Of course she did! You are much too predictable. It was Caitlin’s turn to talk.

As if on cue, Caitlin flipped the card, revealing Alicia’s calligraphy on the back.

- Read it. Out loud. Ordered Alicia.

Scanning the text before reading it out loud, Kristy felt her nether regions wake up. It seemed like her brain and her body disagreed. Her head told her that she should just turn away. And even though she felt that Aliia’s threat to expose her was real, Kristy knew that she would be graduating in a few months and would have a chance to begin anew in a new school the next year. But even as those thoughts were coursing through her mind, she knew that she was just making excuses. A part of her seemed to want what was going on. As weird as it sounded, her body was responding physically to the events that were unfolding and her dripping pussy couldn’t lie. She was aroused by all of this. Blushing furiously, she cleared her throat and read the card aloud:

- You will strip and be blindfolded. You will then be brought to the boy’s washroom, where you will masturbate to edge in front of Devon and Sean. Only then will you get your clothing back.
- Good girl. Now get undressed, was Alicia’s answer.
- And the other card? Asked Kristy.
- In time, you will know.

Knowing full well that it was pointless to argue with the dominating girl, Kristy quickly peeled off her clothing. She handed everything to Caitlin, as per Alicia’s orders, and turned around. Her heart rate increased as she felt the strip of fabric cover her eyes to blind her. Almost at the same time, she felt the warmth between her legs again. Embarrassed by her arousal, Kristy tried to ignore it as Alicia’s hands came atop her shoulders to guide her towards the boy’s washroom just a few paces across from the girls’. As she was walking in the open hall, Kristy was thankful that most students and staff members left school in a hurry after the bell. She had less of a chance of being seen.

Kristy heard the quiet creak of the door that announced that her short walk was over. She heard Alicia tell Caitlin to throw the clothing on the floor and stand guard at the door. Relieved at hearing this, Kristy allowed herself to relax a bit.

- Would you look at that! From what you had told me, I thought that a girl like her would have the decency to shave down there, jeez.

Kristy cringed as she heard Devon’s voice comment on her pubic hair. She hung her head. For some strange reason, she was feeling even more naked because of the duvet that covered her mound.

- She’s still hot, though. Sean’s voice lifted Kristy’s spirits. So far, he’d only been friendly to her.
- Well, Alicia, I think you should be going now, Sean’s voice pressed on.

Alicia was probably about to say something as Kristy didn’t hear any footsteps leading away from her.

- Yeah, said Devon, the card did say that she would be masturbating in front of us two. Last I checked, you had a pussy on you and you balls were higher than mine.
- Fine, Alicia snapped back. She’s all yours; I’ll be outside with Caitlin.

Kristy heard Alicia storm out of the washroom. She felt relieved for an instant. That is until she remembered that she was standing naked and blindfolded in front of the two boys. Suddenly, she felt their eyes on her.

- I’d get started if I were you, said Devon. Alicia’s probably pissed enough right now to find someone to walk in on you while you masturbate here.

Kristy didn’t need any more incentive than that. Staying right there, where Alicia had left her, she spread her legs. Bringing her left hand down towards her pussy, she was about to start playing with her nipples with the right, but remembered that she was forbidden to touch her breasts. She decided to spread her labia with her right hand while she built the edge she needed to do. Kristy was thankful that neither boy was saying anything. Standing there, with her eyes closed behind the blindfold, she almost felt alone. She could feel the boys’ gaze latched on her body and could hear one of them move around to scrutinize her body while she masturbated. Then, she felt someone by her ear.

- So did you see what was written on the other card? Probably not. You know she won’t tell you what was written on it, right. She’s toying with you.

Kristy’s breath was starting to get heavier and her arousal went up a notch as she recognized Sean’s voice in her ear.

- You would have been brought here naked and blindfolded. You would have been made to kneel and your hands would have been bound behind your back. You would have had to suck one of us off while the other played with that little knob of yours. Then, we would have switched places. You see, no matter which card you chose, you would have had to do your edge in front of us two.

The image of the second scene was forming in Kristy’s head as she was nearing her edge. She knew that in this scenario, Alicia would have given the order to make her cum. Kristy was relieved at her choice of cards as she knew that having an orgasm, even if it was forced upon her by someone else, would have been punishable and if there was one thing she didn’t want to find out, it was how creative Alicia could be with punishment. As the thought crossed her mind, she felt herself reach the edge and quickly took her hands away from her soaking pussy to avoid going overboard.

The next thing she knew, someone was taking off her blindfold. Sean was standing in front of her and Devon was a few paces back. Judging from the bump in their pants, they were both clearly pleased with her performance. Kristy cleared her throat.

- Can I have my clothes back now? She asked to no one in particular.

Devon and Sean exchanged glances.

- Why don’t you go get her clothing while I take care of a rather pressing need? Asked Devon.

Shrugging, Sean went to retrieve Kristy’s clothing near the entrance of the washroom while Devon entered a stall. Moments later, Sean was back. Holding out the clothing, he put his index to his lips before leaning forward to give Kristy a light kiss on the cheek. Then, waiting for Kristy to get dressed, he turned around and left the washroom.

Kristy was so confused by everything that had transpired so far. She finished getting dressed quickly, and, bringing a hand to her left cheek smiled. She left the washroom with a bounce to her step. Seeing that no one was there, and remembering that Alicia hadn’t said anything about having to wait, Kristy grabbed her pack and made her way to the bus stop, feeling the rough fabric of her jeans rub against her swollen pussy all the way.

The ride home was a blur and when she entered the house, Kristy’s eye caught her father’s. He was smiling. Her nose registered the scent of tacos and she smiled back. It was her favorite meal. As the two sat down for supper, Kristy started talking to her father for the first time since the move. They didn’t talk about anything important; it was just chitchat, but she knew that her father was happy with that. As for her, it was making her feel better too.

After supper, Kristy helped her father with the dishes and was about to go up to her room when there was a knock on the door. Answering, she found the smile replaced by a look of puzzlement as she recognized her visitor.

- Didn’t have your phone number and well… can I come in?

Looking a bit nervous, Sean didn’t wait for an answer, he merely stepped through the doorway.

- Maybe we should go up to you room, Kristy. I won’t be long.
- Sure, answered Kristy.

The two went up one story to Kristy’s room and the door was closed.

- What’s up? Kristy asked, trying to sound as detached as possible.
- Look, Alicia sent me, ok. Since your agreement was to do everything any of us asked of you, she decided it would be fun to send me.

Sean looked really uncomfortable, but he continued.

- I’m the one she chose to give you your task and choice for tomorrow.

Kristy waited patiently. So many questions were coursing through her head, but she blocked all of them. When he spoke again Sean had chased some of the nervousness from his voice. He looked down at a lip-shaped post-it note written in Alicia’s hand.

- Ok, tonight or tomorrow morning you are to shave your mound. I’m also supposed to leave with all of your panties. Now for your choice. You can let me leave with all of your pants, shorts and skirts longer than knee length so that you only have short skirts and dresses to wear during the whole week. You could also give me your cell number. Tomorrow you would have to set your cell on vibrate before sticking it into a condom and inserting it in your pussy. I would be sharing your number with our gang. Tomorrow during the day, you would have to keep track of the number of calls or text messages you got by counting the number of times you felt the phone vibrate.

Your choice:
- Will Kristy decide to wear only short skirts and dresses for the week?
- Or will she go through the day with her phone on vibrate in her pussy while trying to keep track of the number of calls and messages texts received during the day?

[shynessincarnate]

I've had a hell of a week but I've managed to pull through. Ok, I admit it, I almost didn't, I again left my typing to the last minute. I hope you enjoy the next part. I've decided to give you three options this time around instead of two.

Oh, forgot! Since I only get my writing in a few days before part is due, I am going to let you guys vote until Thursday (November 10th) evening. I will announce the winning choice Friday morning.

Thanks for you continued support and participation!

Shy

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Kristy was once again faced with a difficult decision. It seemed an impossible decision and she had the feeling that Sean had carefully picked the choices he gave her. On the one hand, she was past horny and would almost do anything for an orgasm. On the other hand, she had already disobeyed Alicia by not completing her punishment and wasn’t keen on finding out what would happen if she were to also break the rule she was given at the beginning of the week. Kristy knew she could also chose to refuse the orgasm and let Sean play with her but there were still a few hours before they would have to go to school and there was no telling what he had in mind for her during that time. She knew full well that Sean was going to push her. A part of her hated the boy for making her choose between two things that were unappealing in their own way and part of her was thoroughly aroused by it. A part of her brain told her that she didn’t have to put up with any of it that she could get out of the whole situation if she wanted but its weak protests were drowned by the conclusion she had reached. As Sean came through the door Kristy voiced her decision.

- I can’t cum, she said. I already disobeyed Alicia by not sticking my punishment through and she is going to be pissed. I wont piss her off even more by cumming when I know I’m not allowed.
- All right then, you stay tied up, said Sean.
- But, you’re still not going to go inside me right? Kristy asked.
- Nope, not unless you beg me to, he answered. Besides, there are many fun things we can do without traversing that threshold.
- Is there anything else that’s off limits? Sean asked.

Kristy didn’t know what to say. She had no idea what Sean had in mind. She couldn’t even begin to ponder what could happen to her.

- I…don’t know, she answered. I have no idea what you have in store for me.
- Ok, Sean said. Let me reassure you. If something I do is ever too much for you, if you discover a new limit, just say “red” and I’ll stop right away ok.
- “Red” Kristy repeated. Ok, I can do that.
- Just remember, Sean warned, I won’t stop for any other word. If you say “stop”, if you say “leave me alone”, if you start crying, I keep going. There is only one word I will stop for. Do you understand?
- Yes, Kristy said. I understand. If I need you to stop, I have to say “red”.
- Good, said the boy, reassured by his captive’s understanding. Now, I quite think it’s time for the game of tits or clit we haven’t done yet.
- Ok, answered the girl.
- Do you remember the rules, Sean asked.
- Yes, you start off by doing something to my tits and when I’ve had enough or can’t take it anymore, I say “clit” and you do the same thing to my clit. When I need you to change, I say “tits” and you do something different to my tits. You keep alternating until you have decided it was enough.
- Good girl. And if you ever need me to stop entirely? Asked Sean.
- Then I say “red”, was the answer.
- Good. Now, I am going to start by blindfolding you.

Kristy merely nodded. She decided that she was going to give it her all and trust Sean. So far, he had only been on her side. As her captor blinded her, Kristy tuned into her body. Her heart rate had gone up and her nipples were rock hard. She felt a shiver course through her body as she imagined what he could have in store for her. Kristy began working on her breathing when Sean got her anxiety even higher.

- Oh, and try not to scream too loud; my parents are sleeping a few doors away, he said a mischievous smile in his voice.

Kristy didn’t even have time to respond, before her brain was able to form a coherent thought she felt Sean’s hands on her breasts. He traced lines around her breasts with his fingers, going to her nipples and pinching them slightly before going back to his tracing motion. Kristy became lost in the moment though she was beginning to feel a slight twitch down south indicative of her pussy’s need for attention. Remembering the rules of the game she spoke the trigger.

- Clit, Kristy said.

Wordlessly, Sean removed his hands from where they were before putting his right hand on the girl’s cleanly shaved mound. He began his tracing motion again on her mound, going between her spread legs, brushing her labia, circling her clit and going back up. It didn’t take long for him to feel the wetness coat his fingers even though he kept them away from the opening of the vagina. Sean kept up his predictable pattern, bringing up the speed ever so slightly until he felt Krsity sway to meet his finger as he got closer to her clit.

Kristy was becoming more and more frustrated by the attention Sean was giving her pussy. He was only circling her clit and though his finger was moving more quickly, it still wasn’t enough. He was keeping her horny without even letting her get close to the edge and it was driving her mad. Before mouthing words she would regret, Kristy opened her mouth again to voice the word that would allow her to discover what would happen next.

- Tits, she said, not able to hide the slight irritation in her voice.

As soon as Sean removed his hand, Kristy heard him move away from her. She vaguely wondered what he was up to and, even though she was blindfolded, mechanically turned her head in his direction when she heard him rummaging around for something in a plastic bag. She felt the regular thumping in her chest get out of sync with her pulsing clit and become quicker. Then she felt the first pinch, first on her right breast, then on her left. At first, Kristy thought that Sean was indeed only pinching her, but as the sensation started to spread, she realized that he was keeping her skin pinched somehow.

- What… Krsity started.
- They’re clothespins, Sean answered simply before applying another one.

Kristy was discovering a whole new world of sensations as the individual spots began to melt together as time went by, eventually, even her nipples received the same treatment. Then, she began to feel something new.

Sean had put fifteen clothespins on each of Kristy’s breasts. Once he was done with her nipples, he began to remove each one individually to turn them ninety degrees before putting them back on. Kristy was doing surprisingly well and seemed to be coping with the pain quite well that is until he reapplied the peg to her right nipple after turning it.

- Ow, ow, ow! Clit, Kristy said.

Sean methodically removed each small wooden device before kneeling down in front of the girl. He could see the small blotches of red where the seemingly harmless pegs had pinched Kristy’s delicate skin. He had been nice to her, pinching the ends of the clothespins to remove them instead of pulling on them. Next time, when he wouldn’t be limited to specific areas, he would have her experience a zipper line, he thought.

As soon as the small devices were off Kristy braced herself for the onslaught of them on her pussy. She felt Sean lower himself in front of her and take her left outer labia between his fingers. Then, the pinching sensation started again. This time, Kristy knew what to expect. Each time a clothespin was applied, she felt the pinch on that specific part of her body. Over time, though, she couldn’t differentiate the different areas that were being abused and would feel a general dull pain that would grow. Only by counting would she know how many clothespins her pussy were sporting. Kristy had counted ten pegs on each labia. She tried to picture herself, wondering what she must look like. Estimating that her outer lips were too full to accommodate anything else, Kristy wondered what would be next. The answer to her question came quickly enough as she felt Sean move to her clit.

Sean looked at the collection of pegs on Kristy’s pussy. She was dripping wet from the experience so far and a strand of natural lube was dangling from her opening. Pleased with her ability to cope with the pain so far, he decided to give her a run for her money. Carefully, he went to her clit, pulling back her hood. Then, without warning, he applied the last clothespin directly to her little pleasure triangle. Kristy’s reaction was quick to come.

- Oh shit! Tits, tits, tits, she said as quickly and quietly as possible.

Sean quickly removed the small torture implements. He stayed in the position he had taken up and wondered what he would do next. There were so many different choices. He could play with ice or take out his candles and let Kristy experience hot wax. Of course, he could also spank the nice firm breasts and hungry pussy that were in front of him. He had no idea what to do.

Your choice – what should Sean do next:
- Play with ice?
- Play with hot wax?
- Or give Kristy a spanking?

[shynessincarnate]

Well, here’s the next part. I need to apologize for getting it in so late. I will do everything I can to get the next part in on Monday. I must say, I don’t know how well it ended up: I was writing under somewhat stressing circumstances (you can check out what I mean on my punishment thread…) however, I hope it was worth the wait. I will be posting the results on Sunday morning, so you have until then to vote .

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As she stood there, Kristy vaguely wondered what would be coming next. She waited patiently, aware that her whole body was yearning for attention and trusted that Sean would put an end to the anticipation soon. She knew it wasn’t over; she was convinced that he would tell her when the game would be finished. Suddenly, she heard him move. He had gotten up and she felt him walking away from her and out of the room. Kristy tried to remain calm when she realized this as she hadn’t heard him close the door behind him. She imagined what she must look like, bound spread eagle to his bed. What would his parents say, she wondered.

Sean left the room still not knowing what he would do to Kristy next. He didn’t say anything to her when he left because he wanted her to keep building on what he had done so far in her mind. She was soaking wet and he knew she was horny as hell but he wanted to prolong the game further. He figured he may as well give her a good time as she would have to face Alicia in a few hours; an experience that would be anything but pleasant.

As Sean got to the foot of the stairs, he moved quickly towards the kitchen. Quietly opening the second drawer beside the sink, he grabbed a wooden spoon, his implement of choice as it didn’t make much noise and stung nicely. Then, moving towards the cupboards, he retrieved a salad bowl and filled it with the ice from a tray he had frozen the day before. As he brought everything back up to his room, Sean glanced at the open washroom door; he knew what he would do. He put down the bowl as gently as he could so that Kristy wouldn’t have any audible hints at what he had brought and set the spoon beside it, then, he went to the washroom to fetch a white candlestick. Not wanting to spoil any surprises, Sean decided to light it in the washroom so that Kristy couldn’t rely on her hearing or sense of smell.

Kristy heard Sean come in set something on the ground and go back out. The anticipation was killing her and she regretted not being able to finger herself while she waited, at least it would give her something to do. Finally, he came back in ‘for good this time’ Kristy thought, as she had heard him close the door.

- I need to untie you and get you into another position, Sean whispered.

Hearing his voice again sent a new wave of shivers up Kristy’s body.

- Ok, she answered, not hesitating or asking more questions.
Sean untied Kristy’s bonds quickly and efficiently. He then put his hands on her hips and made her turn 180 degrees. Then, he put his hands on her shoulders.

- I need you to lie down on your back he said.

Again, Kristy quickly obliged. She was too tired and horny to ask any questions and she wasn’t afraid of him. So far, he had kept his word through all of their dealings and she felt she could trust him. As she was lying on the carpet, Kristy felt Sean bind her spread legs to the base of his bed again. Before she knew it, her hands were bound over her head and Sean was beside her again.

- You remember the word? Sean checked again, not knowing how Kristy would react to the hot wax.
- Of course, she said.
- What is it? He checked.
- Red, Kristy recited, sticking out her tongue. But you’re not going to make me say it.
- Really? Is that a challenge? Sean asked.
- No, Kristy quickly answered.
- Ready?
- Yes.

As soon as she felt the first sting on her left breast, Kristy smiled. She knew exactly what Sean was doing to her, having done it many times before. She knew that the sharp sting would become dull an instant later before another would take its place on another area of her body. However, nothing else happened, it was as though Sean was waiting for something. Kristy had always loved fire, had always been fascinated by it. Hot wax wasn’t an exception. She remembered how she had “dropped” some wax on the tough skin of her heels as a child. Gradually, she had moved on to more sensitive skin. Even now, in her senior year of high school, Kristy was still playing with wax. It had been about six months ago that she had discovered how powerful an aphrodisiac coping with the immediate pain was. Since then, she would play often with her candles becoming bolder and bolder each time.

Sean was taken aback by Kristy’s reaction when the first drop of wax reached her breast. He didn’t hear the sharp intake of breath he had anticipated, hadn’t heard the question he waited for, didn’t see an ounce of fear or uncertainty. She merely smiled.

- Are you ok? He asked.

Kristy chuckled lightly.

- You’re not going to get very far with that, she said.
- The problem with wax is that once it’s hardened, you can keep piling it on, but it doesn’t have the same effect, she continued.
- And it’s not like you have a big area to play on seeing as the name of you game is ‘tits or clit’.

It was Sean’s turn to be dumbfounded. Only when he felt the hot wax from the candlestick spill onto his hand did he regain his senses.

- Hum, he said thoughtfully, this is…unexpected. I think then, that this will be the final round then.
- You’re not going to make me say ‘clit’, I’m too used to the sensation of wax, it won’t become unbearable enough for me to want to switch, Kristy teased.
- We’ll see, Sean answered.

He went to work quickly, tipping the candle over Kristy’s right breast and making the hot wax rain on her so that she couldn’t get used to the burning sensation before the next drop reached her skin. She was coping really well, but Sean knew how to elicit a reaction out of her.

Kristy felt her right breast covered in wax. She loved the feeling and knowing that her other breast was left was causing her nether regions to tingle with pleasure. Seeing as she knew that this was the last round, the game was in her hands now; she could stop at anytime by speaking the trigger word twice but she had challenged Sean and so she kept her lips sealed. Besides, she was curious to find out how he thought to wear her out.

Before long she knew that her left breast was covered because, though she could feel the drops of wax falling on her, they were hitting the hardened shell so she couldn’t feel the burn anymore. When she heard Sean blow out the candle and smelled the telltale scent of smoke, she was about to be smart-mouthed and ask Sean how he planned to get her to crack but he was quicker than her.

As soon as Kristy’s breasts were covered, Sean began to pick the wax off her right breast. He knew that if he turned on the light, he would see that her skin had changed a pinkish tinge because of the slight burns the wax had inflicted upon her sensitive skin. He moved quickly, removing all of the wax. Then he lit a match, this time, wanting Kristy to know what he was doing, before reigniting the candle.

- Wha…? Started Kristy.
- Am I doing? Finished Sean. Starting over, obviously, I had no more room so I had to remove the wax, but since you haven’t said ‘clit’ yet, I can’t change areas. I guess you’ll just have to receive it on you already sensitive tits.
- Shi…aaa…clit! Kristy said as Sean started letting the candle drip again on her already sensitive area.

Now Kristy was nervous; though she had played with her southern regions before, she had never done it shaved and she had the feeling that it would hurt. Kristy was bracing herself for the first drop of wax when she heard Sean blow out the candle again. She felt him come in closer and remove the blindfold.

- That’s quite enough for tonight, he said simply. I’m pretty sure that you’ve never played with wax since you’ve cleaned up your pussy and I don’t think now is the time to start. You’ve been a good sport and I think you deserve your few hours of sleep left before going back to school tomorrow.

Kristy simply nodded. As Sean untied her, Kristy realized how tired she was. She allowed him to lead her to his bed and she cuddled up in his blankets as he went about his room, cleaning up after himself. She dozed off quickly.

Sean had just set Kristy in his bed when he felt his jean pocket vibrating. Knowing by her regular breathing that the girl was asleep, Sean took his cell out of his pocket and checked the screen. ‘Shit’, he thought as he saw the six-letter word that was printed across it. ‘Shit, he thought again, what the fuck does she want at three in the morning?’ Should he answer or should he ignore Alicia’s call?

Your choice:
- Should Sean answer the phone?
- Or should he ignore the call?

[shynessincarnate]

You’ve waited long enough. Here is the next part. I will try (choosing my words carefully here) to get the next part in on Monday (so I can get back into the rhythm of getting my posts in every Monday) but I make no promises; in theory, I’ll still have ‘till next Friday to get it in. Anyway, here it is. You’ll unfortunately have a short time to vote (I’ll be posting the result Sunday morning). To be honest, I’m not too sure how pleased I am with it, though it is much better than my first draft, but then again my brain’s a bit fuzzy. As always, all comments, whether they be positive or negative, are appreciated as long at they are constructive (and they always are). Also, please feel free to explain your choices, I really enjoy reading your points of view and the tangents that the discussions take sometimes are fun to watch.

Oh! And I've officially passed the 25 000 word mark . Any ideas of how I could celebrate this achievement?
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Sean held the phone in his hand, waiting for the vibrations to stop and send Alicia to his voicemail. He then silenced his phone by turning off the ringer. Now, the only way he would know that someone was calling would be by seeing his phone light up. He knew that not answering was a bad idea; if Alicia was calling at this hour, it was because she knew he was up. And if she knew he was up, she most certainly knew that Kristy was with him. He’d be in deep shit when he’d see her at school. ‘But it will have been worth it’ Sean thought to himself as he looked at the girl sleeping in his bed. Moving as quietly as possible, Sean went to the washroom to grab an extra blanket. Setting it down on the ground beside his bed, he settled down for a short nap before what would be a very long day.

Kristy didn’t even hear the alarm clock ring. She woke up to a freshly clean and dressed Sean who was gently shaking her to wake her. Kristy felt like she would never be able to get up. The events from the previous night had made her very tired and she was feeling very weary of the events that would transpire when she would come face to face with Alicia during the day.

- I took the liberty of sneaking one my mom’s shirts out of the dresser when she left the house; I figured that you probably wouldn’t want to return home to get one of your own seeing as you told you dad last night that you were all set, Sean said in low melodious tones when Kristy opened her eyes.
- Oh…thanks, she answered. I hadn’t thought of that at all.
- I also thought that you might want to take a shower. The towel is already out. I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready to have breakfast, he added.

Kristy merely nodded. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would have trouble containing the emotion that she felt. She got out Sean’s bed, unabashed at her nakedness and, putting her clothes for the day in a bundle, made her way to the washroom. Even though the day would be trying, she felt somewhat less weighted. ‘I really like him’ she thought as she was closing the washroom door.

While Kristy was under the steady flow of steamy water she allowed herself to enjoy the moment, allowing the water to wash away her worries for the day. She washed herself quickly, paying extra attention to her breasts to make sure no more traces of the wax remained and to her pussy, the hungry little creature that had drooled in excitement all night. She got dressed putting on the same bra and pants she had worn the day before and admiring herself in the simple black shirt that Sean had leant her.

As Sean was setting up the table for breakfast, he remembered Alicia’s call from the night before. Fishing out his cell phone from his back pocket, he put his phone back on vibrate and touched his screen in the correct sequence to reach his voicemail. He listened carefully, waiting somewhat anxiously, anticipating the spiteful voice that would be heard over the phone. Instead, there was a slight moment of silence, as though Alicia was forming the words she would spit in her mind before voicing them and then nothing; the click that indicated that the call was over. It was Kristy’s footsteps that brought Sean out of his reflexive state.

- Make yourself at home, Sean said, pointing to the full table as Kristy crossed the threshold and entered the kitchen.
- Wow, you must think I eat a lot, Kristy laughed taking in the scene.

On the table, Sean had laid out two types of bread, peanut butter, three kinds of jam, some fruit, cream cheese, three boxes of cereal…

- I didn’t know what you liked to eat, so I took out a bit of everything, Sean explained.

Kristy chuckled. As the two teens fixed themselves breakfast and ate, an uncomfortable silence loomed over them. Both of them seemed to be thinking about the consequences of their actions during the night, from the game of TorD to the escape from the school to the events that had transpired in the boy’s room. Kristy was vaguely wondering how Alicia would react when she’d see Sean and herself arrive at school together.

- Maybe I could drop you off near your place so that you can take the bus, Sean offered, stopping Kristy’s line of thought in its tracks.
- That is precisely what I was thinking about, Kristy replied. But I have a feeling she’s going to know one way or another.
- Yeah, I think so too, he said.
- So, I guess we’d better clean up here so that we can go after, no need to prolong the unease, Sean added in an afterthought.
- I agree, Kristy said simply.

Everything in the kitchen was quickly put away and the ride to school was uneventful. Besides small talk to ease the stress that was building again the two teens didn’t talk much. Sean parked his car in the lot reserved for students and undid his seatbelt. Kristy took in a breath and eventually followed suit. They exited the car together and entered the school in the same manner. Kristy was fidgety, always looking at her phone to see if she had missed a call (Alicia did have her number after all). When she and Sean parted ways to go to their respective lockers, Kristy took her time to turn the corner because she was certain that she would have to face an angry Alicia. But nothing happened. There was no big sign on or in her locker, she hadn’t bumped into anyone from the gang yet and she hadn’t received any calls or instant messages.

Kristy’s uneasiness went up a notch during her first period class. Nothing had happened yet and she was certain that Alicia was up to something. Kristy was imagining a whole bunch of crazy scenarios as her history class was going on and she was oblivious to the ramblings of her teacher. Oddly enough, though her wild imagination was causing even more anxiety it was also somewhat appealing. Kristy's body was, once again, reacting physically to the possibility that she may be blackmailed, humiliated, bound and made helpless and who knew what else.

Just thinking about it brought her back to what had happened the night before and before she knew it, she felt the familiar tingle of pleasure in her southern parts. As the morning progressed, nothing out of the ordinary happened. Kristy didn’t cross anyone from Alicia’s gang, but it wasn’t abnormal; they all had their own schedules and hardly had any classes in common.

The morning’s minutes inched by, but eventually the lunch bell rang. Kristy had just closed her locker after putting her books in when she came face to face with Alicia and Devon.

- Have fun last night? Alicia asked in a falsely innocent tone.
- You talking about the part where you tied me up in the boys’ showers so that I could greet the swim team this morning? Kristy replied, testily.

Alicia smiled maliciously at this. ‘So it was her plan all along that I be found by the boys’ thought Kristy.

- No, she’s talking about the part where Sean came to your rescue and brought you back to his place, said Caitlin who had just arrived closely followed by Sean.
- Come on Alicia, it was a foolish and dangerous idea, said the boy.

Ignoring Sean’s comment, Alicia pressed on.

- No choice of punishments this time, because you fell short on your time, you’ll be coming to my place for a session in discipline after school, Alicia continued.
- And before you ask, I haven’t decided for how long, it will be until you will have understood the message, the girl continued.
- And if I refuse? Kristy asked, trying to act defiantly.
- Then I post these around the school, a new one each day, Alicia said handing an envelope to Kristy.

Kristy looked down in horror at the grayscale photographs that were inside the yellow envelop. On the first one, there was a pair of breasts, her breasts, with the caption ‘have you seen these tits?’. The second one showed an enlargement of her pussy, unshaved with the sentence ‘have you seen this pussy?’ printed across it. The third, showed her naked body from her shoulders to her knees with the words ‘have you seen this body?’. Finally, the last one showed a full body naked shot, the picture Alicia had taken two days before when she had played with herself in the girls’ washroom. To her horror, Kristy’s brain made out the message ‘have you seen this slut?’

Kristy immediately became red with embarrassment. Resealing the envelope, she crossed her arms around it and looked down at the ground, ashamed of herself. She didn’t even resist when Alicia tugged it away from her.

- Good girl, said Alicia. Now, there’s the matter of what will be happening during the time you'll be at my place.

Kristy kept her head down and her mouth shut, not wanting Alicia to have reason to punish her further.

- You know, I should probably thank you, Sean, for going to get her. Honestly, when you told me you’d get her out of there so that I could punish her for not completing her evening, I didn’t think you’d actually do it.
- Oh come on Alicia, I didn’t do it for that. I told you I was against the idea in the first place, Sean said, his voice sounding only seemingly confident.
- And really, you did good by being completely true to your word and making her cum so that I could have even more fun with her, Alicia pressed on relentlessly.
- NO! Kristy and Sean exclaimed together.
- I didn’t have an orgasm and he’d never do something like that, Kristy said, outraged.
- Come on, Alicia, you know she didn’t cum; she’s been true to her word and has played your game fairly so far, Sean argued.
- Oh but, that’s just the thing. I know she didn’t make herself cum, but you on the other hand… Alicia seemed to be having the time of her life.

Kristy couldn’t, however bring herself to look up at Sean to try to read his expression. She knew that Alicia was a conniving bitch but she genuinely thought that Sean was a good guy and she wanted to keep on believing that.

- No, he wouldn’t. Sean, please tell me that you didn’t. Please tell me that you didn’t agree to all of this, Kristy pleaded.
- I did. But it was just to pretend. It was just to get you out of there, Sean said.
- But he did. When Devon was bringing you to the showers I had a little chat with Sean. Come on, man, the game’s over, you can stop pretending to be mister nice guy. Alicia burst out in a soft laughter.

Kristy was confused. She didn’t know what to believe. On the one hand Alicia was telling her that Sean had agreed, even volunteered to get her to not complete her punishment and even to make her cum. On the other hand Sean was saying that even though he told Alicia that he was going to get Kristy out of the showers and give her an orgasm, it was only to satisfy the girl so that she wouldn’t be suspicious. His argument was that he wanted to protect Kristy.

Kristy wasn’t sure who to believe.

You choose:
- Should Kristy believe Alicia’s side of the story?
- Or should she believe Sean’s side of the story?

[shynessincarnate]

Writing is funny sometimes. There are times where there’s nothing to do: though inspiration is there, nothing seems to come out right. Other times, everything flows without effort. Last week I was struggling to write, this week I was struggling to stop writing and give you a choice to make. So here it is. I hope you like the new addition to the story.

You’ll have until Wednesday November 30th to vote. I’ll be posting the results Thursday morning.

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Kristy’s brain felt fuzzy. Between the lack of sleep and the blackmail she had trouble organizing her thoughts. She knew she wanted to believe Sean, but should she? After all, he did admit to telling Alicia he’d make her fail her punishment and give her an orgasm, but he claims it was only to protect her. Although Kristy cared a great deal for Sean, Alicia had managed to let doubt creep into her head. The girl thought back on the previous evening. Sean had taken advantage of his position and hers after all. ‘And he did try to make me cum’, Kristy thought. But something didn’t add up. Though he hadn’t been completely up front with her by not telling her what he was up to, he had not gone against her wishes. Ever. Alicia on the other hand, was devious in her methods, choosing blackmail, manipulation and trickery to arrive at her means. Sean had confided in Kristy that Alicia had cheated on the cell phone task just because she was annoyed that Kristy had found the correct answer. Then again, there was no telling if it was true or not, but it did give the girl hope.

Kristy risked looking up to study the faces that were eagerly awaiting her conclusion. Devon and Caitlin were seemingly very interested in the outcome of the jest whereas Alicia seemed to be enjoying the situation way too much. Kristy then turned her gaze to Sean, hoping that she could read an answer in his face. He looked worried, genuinely worried at the situation. Kristy closed her eyes. In this situation, she needed an ally but she also needed to tread carefully. She decided to take a leap of faith and put her trust in Sean.

- Fine. It doesn’t matter anyway; I didn’t finish my time in the showers so I know that I can’t get away from punishment there. But I did not have an orgasm and I think you know that.
- Glad to see that you have come to the side of reason, Alicia said. Though I think we should amend your sentence. I’m sure what you meant to say is that you have not had an orgasm yet.

Alicia laughed, seeing Kristy’s face become red with a mix of embarrassment, anger and fear.

- Now, Alicia continued, I quite believe that the arrangement for choosing to wear your bra instead of panties was that you needed to be kept in a state of arousal.

As she finished her sentence, Alicia and Caitlin exchanged glances; a silent cue for the girl to speak up.

- Here, Caitlin said, tossing a small bottle to Kristy. You are to apply a drop of this every half hour until told otherwise by Alicia, Devon or myself.
- Oh, added Alicia, and you cannot ask to be excused from class to go apply it.
- But, I can’t do that in class! Kristy exclaimed.
- Well you’ll have to, Alicia said. Besides, for every application you miss you’ll be in for a hell of a punishment, not telling you what it is now though, I’ll let you find out in time if necessary.
- And I know you won’t lie, it was Caitlin’s turn to talk, you’ve always been honest so far and it had better continue.
- It’s almost twelve thirty, finished Alicia, you’d better take care of that. I, on the other hand, am going to have lunch now. How about you meet me in front of the girls’ washroom at the end of the day so that you can get to my place after?

Alicia didn’t give Kristy any time to respond. She turned her back to the girl and started walking away towards the cafeteria closely followed by Caitlin and Devon, her two faithful lapdogs. Sean stayed behind.

- Let me walk with you to the washroom so you can take care of that. I think I know what Alicia has in mind for you if you miss an application and it doesn’t sound pleasant, he said.

The two began walking towards the washroom.

- I’m sorry, Sean said, when they had arrived to their destination. I should have told you about my talk with Alicia.
- It’s fine, Kristy answered. Will you be at her place after school?
- She invited Devon, Caitlin and I, but I don’t know if I want to go or not. She going to want to get back at both of us for last night, he said.
- I don’t care. Please come, Kristy whispered.
- Ok, I’ll be there, Sean reassured Kristy.

Sean extracted his cell phone from his back pocket to check the time.

- I’ll wait for you here. When you’re back out, we can go have lunch, ok?
- Ok.

Kristy turned around and entered the washroom. Mechanically walking to the very furthest stall, she entered locking the door behind her and sat on the toilet. She uncurled the fist that had been holding the small bottle Caitlin had tossed her to try to figure out what it was. ‘Great’, she thought ‘the label has been peeled off’. The bottle, a black one, was in a cylindrical shape, barely bigger than a tube of chapstick. Taking off the protective cap, Kristy noticed a pump mechanism. She put her right index finger just under the pump. Holding the bottle between her left thumb and middle finger, Kristy pushed on the top all the way, letting a pea-sized amount of a clear gel fall on her right finger. Curious, she brought the gel up to her nose to take in its smell. It had a very light smell, one that she couldn’t quite put her finger on, almost like a mix of ambasol, ginger and menthol. ‘Well, may as well go though with this’ Kristy thought.

After putting the little tube on the pad disposal bin, Kristy undid her pants with her free hand. Then, after pulling back the hood of her clit, she brought her right index to her exposed clit and quickly massaged the gel in for a few seconds before pulling her pants back up. At first, she felt a slight warming of her area, as though she had put a heat pad on her clit. However, the sensation didn’t last very long as it was quickly replaced by a very slight cooling sensation. But that’s not all she felt. ‘Oh shit, the afternoon is going to be very long’, she thought realizing that her lady parts were swollen with pleasure; the gel had made her instantly horny.

Kristy took in a breath and pocketed the little tube. She took the few steps that were separating her from the stall door and exited, stopping to wash her hands before rejoining Sean.

- Can we eat not too far off? She asked. This gel is quite potent and I don’t know how far I’m going to make it with my pants rubbing against me the way they are.
- Arousal gel? Sean asked in answer to her question.
- I expect it is, Kristy answered.
- Well, we could always go sit outside, Sean said, pointing to the door that was a few meters from the washrooms.
- Good plan.

Kristy and Sean ate their lunches on a slab of concrete in front of the school doors. Kristy was happy, now that she was sitting down and not moving too much, she couldn’t feel the effects of the gel as much. As they were nearing the end of their respective lunches, the sensation had almost disappeared.

- Oh! Kristy exclaimed, fishing her cell phone out of one of her pockets.
- Sorry, she explained, chuckling at Sean’s puzzled look, it was vibrating: text message.

Kristy looked down on at the screen of her phone. The IM was from Alicia.

It’s Almost 1:00pm. Don’t forget your task. I don’t plan on reminding you all afternoon.

Kristy tilted the phone towards Sean so he could see what was written as she looked around the grassy area. Sure enough, Alicia was in sight not too far off and waived her hand in Kristy’s direction. Taking a hint, Kristy got up.

- I should go, she said. Need to get ready for my classes anyways.
- Ok, see you later, Sean said.

Kristy returned to the washroom for the second time in an hour to take care of her task. Afterwards, she walked back to her locker, taking care to pull at her pants a bit so that they rid a bit lower and lessened their contact with her engorged pussy. Grabbing her books, she went to wait in front of her third period class until her teacher opened the door. It didn’t take long until she heard a familiar voice coming her way.

- Bonjour mademoiselle. Vous êtes bien d’avance aujourd’hui. (Hello young lady. You are quite early today). It was her French teacher.
- Oh, bonjour monsieur Lafrance. Oui, je sais. Je n’avais plus rien à faire alors j’ai décidé d’arriver plus tôt. (Oh, hi mister Lafrance. Yes, I know. I had nothing left to do so I decided to get here earlier), she lied.
- Après vous. (After you), he said gesturing Kristy inside the classroom.

As soon as Kristy went through the door opening, her heart sank. ‘Shit’, she thought, ‘my seat is smack dab in the middle of the room. How the heck am I supposed to apply my gel here?’. Kristy took her seat and waited for everyone to come in. Eventually, the bell rang and her teacher started his class. At the beginning, they were all taking notes on a grammar point, however, about five minutes before one thirty, her teacher handed out worksheets so his students could integrate the notion they’d just learned. ‘Good’, Kristy thought ‘everyone will be concentrated on what they have to do’. Once everyone had received their sheets Kristy put her right hand in her pocket, closing it around the little tube. She took a quick glance around her ‘everyone seems to be concentrated on their work’ she noticed. But she couldn’t be sure. It wasn’t possible for her to turn completely to see if the people behind her were hard at work. French class wasn’t a very appreciated one and it didn’t take much for the other students to abandon their work to pursue other activities. Kristy didn’t know what to do. She knew that she would be punished if she failed to apply the gel, but didn’t know what the punishment would consist of. Of course, by trying to avoid punishment, she could get caught in class, which might be even worse than what Alicia had in store for her. She didn’t have much time to make up her mind though; time was ticking away.

Just as though to remind her of her predicament, her phone started buzzing away in her pants. She didn’t even need to look at it to know it was from Alicia, who was probably trying to taunt her. With only a minute left before her task needed to be completed, Kristy needed to make up her mind and fast.

Your choice:
- Should Kristy take the risk of applying the gel in class and maybe get caught by one of her classmates?
- Or should she skip the application and find out later what Alicia has in store for her failure?

[shynessincarnate]

Hi guys!

Here's the next part. I must say, I had trouble finishing this one, but I think it turned out ok. I will be posting the results of the vote on Wednesday, December 7th. By my count, I think I've got between 2 and 4 posts left. The story is drawing to an end. Oh dear! What ever will I do afterwards?

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‘Oh, why not’ Kristy finally told herself. Though she wasn’t convinced it would be such a good idea to put her hands down her pants in class, she knew it was a very bad idea to cross Alicia. Kristy sneaked another furtive glance around: everyone seemed to be working. Kristy undid the top button to her pants and unzipped her fly. Then, looking around the class once again, she applied pressure on the top of the little cylinder she held in her hand to allow a drop of the gel to fall on her index finger. ‘That was the easy part’ she thought. Kristy then spread her legs so that her feet were in line with the legs of her desk and carefully slid her hand down the front of her pants. She had to admit that she was happy to not have any panties on ‘they would have only been a hindrance’ she told herself. Then, just as she thought that her beating heart would alert everyone around her, her expert hand found the little nodule of pleasure. Kristy wasted no time in rubbing in the gel and even less in removing her hand from her pants to promptly but quietly redo her zip and button.

Kristy tried to go about her French class as if everything was normal. But she couldn’t concentrate. Besides the fact that her pleasure center had awoken anew, Kristy was beginning to wonder if Alicia would be willing to free her at the end of the week or if the blackmail and abuse would continue. Kristy was also curious as to which side her friends were on. She was almost certain that Sean was against Alicia, but Caitlin seemed to be with the girl. Devon, on the other hand, was another story. She hadn’t had many dealings with him and he didn’t talk much.

Kristy was lost in her thoughts until she hear the teacher speak up. It was time to correct. Looking at the clock as her teacher turned off the lights to put the worksheet up on the projector, Kristy heart skipped a beat. ‘Shit’ she thought ‘I need to apply more gel’. Feeling more confident because of the darkness and because of her success the first time around, Kristy quickly applied another coat of gel to her soaking wet pussy. ‘I just hope that nothing will have seeped through my pants’, she thought, flexing her vaginal muscles in an effort to control the flow of personal lubricant.

The bell for break was welcome and Kristy was relieved when she was able to leave the classroom without anyone commenting on what she had done. She got to her locker to put away her books and grab a change of clothes before slowly making her way to her last period class. By then, Kristy was having trouble concentrating on anything other than what was going on between her legs. It seemed that with every step she took, she could feel the fabric of her pants rubbing against her swollen clit and she wondered how she was going to finish her day. She was so horny, she felt like she could do almost anything for an orgasm or for something that would take her mind off what was going on in her pleasure center. “Instead”, she sighed mentally as she entered the girls’ changing room to get dressed for gym, “I have to get myself even more aroused”.

With a freshly applied coat of arousal gel, Kristy sat down on the gym floor and awaited the instructions for the class with her peers. Cursing internally at hearing her teacher announce a compulsory ten-minute jog around the gym, Kristy stood up, vaguely wondering how she would make it. She was about to get started on her half-hearted effort at her jog when the annoying buzz from the PA system sounded in the gym.

- Yes? Called out the teacher
- I’d like to see Kristy Rivers in my office immediately, sounded out the principal’s voice.
- Right away, answered the teacher as he looked at Kristy.

Kristy felt her body grow weak when she heard the announcement. He head began to spin slightly as questions were assaulting her mind. As she walked towards the principal’s office, heart beating, she was trying to figure out what was happening. ‘Did someone see me in French class or in the showers the other night? Did Alicia make up a story to get me into trouble? Did something happen at home?’. Kristy’s frown didn’t dissipate when the principal wordlessly ushered her into his office. As she sat down, her back to the window that had a view on the hall, Kristy’s eyes followed her principal as he took up his seat across from her. He cleared his throat, looking her in the eye:

- Is there something you wish to talk about? He asked.
- What? Why? I don’t even know why I’m here! Kristy answered a bit defensively.
- Well, you haven’t been here for very long. Arriving at the end of the school year must be difficult and I wanted to make sure everything was going well. It’s not uncommon for new students to have trouble fitting in, he answered giving her a meaningful stare as he spoke his last words.
- Come on, sir, it’s not common practice for principals to call their new students to their office to ask that type of question. What do you really want to know? She asked, feeling more and more uneasy by the moment.

The principal looked back at Kristy, he almost looked discouraged. After a moment, he got up and went to the door on his left, entering the secretary’s office. Kristy looked up at the clock. She had only left her class ten minutes earlier, but it felt like time was inching by. Though she could hear the man talk with his secretary, Kristy was unable to make out what they were saying. She sat there, looking at the clock as minutes passed by.

Seeing as her back was to the window, Kristy didn’t se Caitlin walk down the hall to enter the secretary’s office. Nor did she see her leave moments after, nervously clutching a familiar yellow envelope between her hands.

Five minutes after leaving his office, the principal came back in with a folder in one of his hands. He took up his seat again and looked at Kristy anew.

- I wish I didn’t have to resort to this, but I’m running out of resources, he said after an intake of breath.

The color from Kristy’s face drained completely before becoming bright red when the headmaster set the folder on his desk and opened it. In front of her were four printed pages, each one with a different picture and set of words.

- You know, we’ve been getting reports of blackmail at the school for a little over two years now. The problem is, that no one has had the courage to officially accuse the person behind it all, he started.
- Now these, the principal continued, gesturing towards the four photos that were in front of them, came into my possession very recently.

Kristy’s lips began to form a question at the last part of information she had received.

- You needn’t know how, only know that we now have a chance to stop the blackmailer, he continued, not letting her talk.

Kristy couldn’t believe it. Here she was, sitting in the headmaster’s office being asked about the blackmail she was living with. The crazy part was that she wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk. For one, she didn’t know how many copies Alicia had or where they were. For all she knew they could be sent over the web in a heartbeat if the girl felt the heat of an intervention come her way. On the other hand, Kristy wasn’t pleased with the way the principal had handled the situation. She had found him distant and by pulling those pictures out on her, had used the same kind of manipulation that Alicia was capable of using. Not that she didn’t trust the man, but she wasn’t sure how to react. The blackmail could stop in a heartbeat but it could also get worse and Kristy did not want for that to happen.

Your choice:
- Should Kristy speak up against Alicia?
- Or should Kristy keep Alicia’s name quiet?

[shynessincarnate]

Well, here goes. This is the next part. I will be taking votes until Wednesday December 21st. The next part should be in by Christmas! I hope you enjoy!

Shy

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Kristy didn’t know what to say. She was afraid of what could happen if she ratted out her blackmailer. “We’ve been getting reports of blackmail for a little over two years now”; the words resonated in her head. ‘Why hadn’t anyone stepped forward before?’, she wondered. ‘And who were the other people who had gotten blackmailed? Were they still going through everything silently?’, she continued asking herself.

- What happens if I speak up, Kristy finally asked.
- Well, we will follow the school protocol for blackmail, the principal answered, evasively.
- And, what does this protocol consist of? Kristy persisted.
- I hardly think it would interest you, the man responded.
- Sir, Kristy responded with a falsely confident voice, you are asking me to take the risk of having these photos posted all over the place without knowing what I’m getting myself into.
- The person will be called in, interrogated, searched and the police and parents contacted, he answered after what seemed like ages.

Kristy slumped back against the chair, bringing her gaze up over her interlocutor’s head to think. It’s something she had taken a habit of doing ever since she was a child. As she stared at nothing in particular, she was suddenly distracted by a very slight movement. Adjusting her gaze to bring the movement into focus, the girl noticed that it was the second hand on the wall-mounted clock that had attracted her attention. She felt an involuntary twitch in her southern parts as she noticed that it was now 3:30. Without thinking, Kristy brought her hand to her left hip to the place where the little tube of arousal gel had been kept all afternoon. She felt a slight panic as she realized that it wasn’t there , but then realized that she still had her gym shorts on. ‘I guess I’ll be skipping an application after all’ she thought. She was suddenly brought out of her thoughts by the deep voice of the man sitting opposite her:
- Miss Rivers? He said, expectation in his tone.

Kristy shifted her position and looked at her principal again. She was about to spit out the name, but an idea occurred. If she could finish her week, perhaps she could get the pictures back and then everything would end.

- Sir, Kristy finally spoke up, if I tell you the name now, can you wait until Monday morning before taking action?
- And why would I do that? The man asked, answering her question with a question.
- Because, I feel like I may be able to retrieve the pictures tomorrow evening, Kristy answered, trying to sound confident.
- You believe that the blackmail will cease on Friday? Retorted the principal, sounding thoroughly unconvinced.
- Please Sir, she whispered.

Kristy waited anxiously and she looked across at the headmaster. He seemed deep in thought, his hand at the base of his chin in a posture. After a moment, Kristy heard him take in a breath:

- All right, he finally said.
- Now, how about you get that name off your chest, he continued, clasping his hands over one of the four snapshots of Kristy.

Kristy bowed her head down in embarrassment, ‘why doesn’t he put the pictures away?’ she wondered, annoyed with the way she had been treated so far. It was weird, but she felt as though she wasn’t doing the right thing even though she knew full well that the only way to put a stop to blackmail was to speak up. The principal had, however, agreed to wait, though she had no proof that he would, and Kristy felt compelled to keep up her part of the bargain.

-McLean, she finally said, her voice hardly more than a whisper. Alicia McLean.

The teen looked up again, trying to study the face of the man sitting in front of her. If he’d already thought that Alicia was behind it all he didn’t show it. Actually, his face stayed neutral as he jotted down the name in his steady hand. No smile, no comforting look, no look of worry came across his face. Kristy became very nervous.

- Thank you for your…cooperation, the man finally said. You may be excused now.

Kristy couldn’t say anything. She left the office as quickly as she could and made her way back to the gymnasiums on shaking legs. By the time she got there, class was over and everyone was either helping to put away the volleyball equipment or changing. Kristy followed the second group, eager to leave school as quickly as possible. She was all dressed and ready to go when she remembered that she had to meet up with her blackmailer in front of the usual washroom.

Kristy let out a sigh of relief when she saw who was waiting for her at the meeting point.

- Alicia told me that I was to bring you to her place after school. The other three need to set up some things, Sean said after exchanging a short greeting with the girl.
- Ok, answered Kristy.
- She also said that I was to handle the punishment if you’d missed an application of the gel. He answered.
- And I hope for your sake you didn’t, the teen continued producing an envelope from within his jean pocket.

Kristy blushed, a sign that she was guilty of missing more than one application. Though the blushing could have been for shame, it was more because of the embarrassment she felt at knowing that she felt aroused by the fact that it was Sean who was responsible for looking over her punishment.

- How many? He asked, recognizing the admission of guilt.
- Two, Kristy answered. I was called to the principal’s office last period so I missed my 3:30 and 4:00 applications.
- You what? Why were you called there? Sean asked, trying to mask the panic in his voice.
- Well, Kristy answered uneasily, he knew that I was being blackmailed. He had the pictures and all and he wanted a name. He told me that there had been reports of blackmail for the past two years to which no one had been able to put a stop to because no one had spoken up. He even took out the prints that Alicia made. I couldn’t do otherwise.

Kristy’s voice became quieter and quieter as she finished talking. The look of worry that washed over Sean’s face as she explained herself made her want to go back in time and unspeak the name.

- Sean? What’s wrong? What did I do wrong? Kristy asked, her voice shaking.
- Shit, reflected Sean, out loud.
- Shit what? She asked.
- Do you know why blackmail has been going on for over two years? It’s not because no one has spoken out about it. It’s because the headmaster is Alicia’s uncle. He protects her.

Kristy’s face went from red to white within seconds as she realized what the news implied.

- So what do I do? Do I go to the police straight away? She asked.
- The last person that did that ended up being the one who had problems with the law. When the police went to interrogate the principal and Alicia, the blackmail material had been modified to point towards the person who had been living through it, he answered.
- So what do I do? Kristy repeated.
- Well right now, we should get going, lest Alicia thinks we’re plotting against her. Then, when we get to her place, you can choose to either confess as soon as you can, or pretend that nothing has happened and see where that leads you, he answered.
- Ok. She answered, it’s not like there’s anything more I can do. So, what is in that envelope? Kristy asked.
- Ah. A choice, obviously, Sean answered.

Kristy took in a breath as she grabbed the envelope from Sean’s hands. He own hands were still trembling slightly from the news she had just learned. Kristy extracted the two cue cards from the white envelope, flipping each one to read the fate she would choose.

Option #1: For each missed application of the gel, you will have 30 minutes of continual edging to do. You will apply a fresh coat of arousal gel before the half-hour starts and edge, waiting five minutes between edges. You are to start as soon as you finish reading this. This means that you will be performing this task in Sean’s car on you way to my place and will be continuing once you’re here. And don’t forget, you are not to orgasm.

Option#2: For each missed application of the gel, you will apply a pea-sized amount of the cream Sean holds directly to your clit with a half hour break between applications. You are also to have two clothespins on each labium for 30 minutes for each missed application. You will be allowed a 5-minute break to get the blood flowing again before reapplying the clothespins if necessary (ie: if you’ve missed more than one application).

- What is the cream you are holding? Asked Kristy.
- It’s a cream that contains menthol. You can bet that it’s going to burn like hell, he answered.
- So, I have the choice between being constantly aroused for an hour and hoping that I can stay away from an orgasm or being in pain for an hour? She assessed.
- That’s correct, Sean concluded. But you have to choose quickly he said suddenly pulling his phone out one of his pockets, Alicia is getting restless.

Your choice:
- Should Kristy pick option 1 and hope that she will be able to control her arousal?
- Or should she pick option 2 and learn to work through the pain?

[shynessincarnate]

Hey guys! I was planning on getting this part in on Christmas, but life caught up with me. Besides, I had to mull things over seeing as I didn’t get this far in my initial planning of the story (as I’m known for not finishing what I start and I kind of just go with the flow when I write). But anyway, here goes.

I'm sorry about the short length of the post, but I felt it was the only place to cut it off and get the story ready for its ending.

I can now guarantee that there will be only two posts left. The next post will conclude the story and the other one will be an alternate ending. To be honest, I've been arguing with myself over which ending I should use and I like both too much to choose.

Next part(s) should be in by New Years. I'm not giving a limit on the votes; I'll start writing when I feel I have enough votes going one way to write.

'till next time (*crossing her fingers to actually get her next posts in for January 1st*)

Shy

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Kristy knew that Alicia had deliberately put her in a situation where she would have to choose between pleasure and pain to get to her. Ever since the hateful girl had told Kristy that she was not to orgasm and had made a point of keeping her horny, she had had the nagging feeling that her blackmailer was hoping for an unauthorized orgasm. ‘Well, she won’t have one’ Kristy thought. Grabbing the tube of cream from Sean’s hand, she turned towards the washroom door:

- You don’t have to watch me to make sure I put it on, do you? She asked.
- Nope. It’ll be pretty obvious if you’ve used it or not, he answered.
- Ok then, the girl answered taking a step towards the door. She stopped in mid-step though when she felt a hand on her arm.
- Hold up there, aren’t you forgetting something? Sean asked as he went fishing through his pack producing eight clothespins moments later.
- Oh yeah, those, Kristy answered, grabbing half of the wooden pegs.
- Wait, Sean said. You’re going to need all of them.
- What? No! It says two per lip, she replied, confused.
- Yes. Two per lip for every edge missed. And you’ve missed two, Sean explained handing Kristy the pegs.
- Which means I need to put four on each, she concluded.
- Now get to it, Sean said as his phone came to life anew.

Kristy made her way to the furthest stall of the empty washroom. ‘My stall’ she thought, chuckling slightly. Just going in made her go through a ribbon of emotions: from excitement, to apprehension, to arousal to anger. She swiftly dropped her pants, knowing full well that it was not a good idea to keep Alicia waiting. Her shaking hands quickly applied the clothespins to her moist labia. Kristy knew from recent experience that the eight individual pinching points that she could feel would eventually meld together and be indistinguishable. She knew that in half an hour, she would be thankful to take off the pegs even moreso when they could be off definitely.

‘Well, now comes the cream’, she thought. Remembering the indication on the cue care, Kristy let a pea-sized amount of the white substance on her index. She didn’t even need to bring her finger up to her nose to smell the menthol in it. Kristy carefull peeled back the hood over her clit and started rubbing the cream into her exposed clitoris. ‘This isn’t so bad’ she thought as she was rubbing. At first, she couldn’t feel anything. ‘Piece of cake’ Kristy thought again, removing her finger to wipe the excess cream off on a small bit of toilet paper.

- Oh sh…sh…shit, she mumbled to herself.

As soon as Kristy had taken her finger away, she had felt the effects of the cream. It had washed over her like a tsunami, without warning. One second Kristy had felt the cool cream on her clit, the next she felt like her pleasure center was on fire, literally. The sensation was like nothing she had ever experienced. Remembering that she felt fine before removing her finger, she foolishly covered her clitoris with a few fingers in hopes to calm the sensation. Of course, seeing as the menthol-based product had already started to work its magic, only time would soothe the burning. Kristy quickly pulled her fingers away when she realized that not only were the digits not helping, they had also allowed her to discover that her little mound of nerves was painfully sensitive.

-Damned cream, she mumbled again.

Kristy finally pulled up her pants, taking care to allow the clothespins on each labium to go in their proper leg hole. She came out of the washroom bow-legged and breathing in what attempted to be controlled intakes of air. Without thought, Sean took her hand as he saw her exit.

- It’s going to keep burning like that for at least another ten minutes, then the sensation will subside. Of course, after that, you will really start feeling the clothespins, he said.
- Let’s. Just. Go. Kristy was able to say.
- You see why I didn’t have to come check to make sure you’d put on the cream now? Sean asked, teasingly.

Kristy chose to glance at the teen with the most annoyed look she could muster instead of answering. Sean only chuckled and continued to guide Kristy to his car. He spoke of trivial things to allow Kristy to take her mind off the pain she was in as they made their way to Alicia’s place and the girl appreciated the effort. She kept her eyes on the road, fixating on what was going on directly in front of her as Sean drove, as such, she did not notice the shadow of a smirk floating about the driver’s face.

When Sean finally pulled into the parking space at Alicia’s house, Kristy had finally gotten her breathing under control. Though her clit was still feeling the effects of the cream, the sensations had diminished enough to be replaced by the dull ache caused by the wooden clothespins.

- What time is it? Kristy asked as Sean took his keys out of the ignition.
- Four twenty-five, he answered.
- Ok, so, in five minutes I take off the pegs and massage my sore pussy lips before reapplying another serving of the cream, she surmised.
- Sounds about right, he said.
- So, the boy continued, what are you going to do?
- What do you mean? Kristy asked, confused.
- Well about the principal, about Alicia. Are you going to tell her or not? He persisted.
- I…well…don’t know, the girl replied, her tone clearly indicating that she had no idea how to approach the problem she had created.
- What do you think I should do? She asked after a moment of thought.
- I’m not the one to ask, it’s up to you, Sean said simply before exiting his car.
- Coming? He asked, before closing the door.

Kristy undid her seat belt and opened the passenger-side door. She set her right foot on the pavement and froze, tears welling up in her eyes. ‘What am I supposed to do now?’, she wondered.

Your choice:
- Should Kristy tell Alicia about her conversation with the principal?
- Or should she not say anything and see what happens?

[shynessincarnate]

Well guys here it is. After a night of insomnia, (ok, granted, the night's not over yet) the next posts will cover the ending(s) of the story and the important stuff. As I wrote previously, I’ve been juggling with two of them and haven’t been able to decide which one I liked the best. You’ll understand when you read them. There will be no more choices to make regarding the direction of the story, however I would ask one last post from all of those who are interested and it concerns the ending. I would like to know which ending you prefer. I have created a poll and will submit only one ending to the mods when I kindly ask that my story finds its place in the completed section. You have seven days to vote.

This was one hell of a ride guys, I hope I will be able to count on your continued participation in the next stories I have planned (even if you won’t necessarily have a say in what happens .

Shy

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Kristy closed her eyes, willing herself to remain calm. ‘Breathe in, breathe out’ she said to herself repeating the mantra three times. When she opened her eyes, a pair of feet, Sean’s, were beside her own foot. Kristy looked up at the boy’s outstretched hand and put her own in it with but a moment’s hesitation.

- Ok? He asked.
- Yes, she answered.
- And? Sean continued the monosyllabic conversation.
- Well…, Kristy hesitated.
- …
- I’m not going to say anything unless she confronts me, just in case she doesn’t know anything yet, the girl finally said.
- Your call, he said.

After making sure all the car doors were safely locked, the two teens made their way to Alicia’s front door. Sean was about to knock to be let in, but Kristy’s attention was drawn to the window to their left. He stopped his gesture when he heard an intake of breath beside him.

- The last time I was here, I almost got caught spying on you guys when you were dared to relieve yourself outside, Kristy chuckled nervously.
- Yeah, he replied as he let his right hand comb through his hair.
- Sean? Kristy said, just as the boy was bringing his fist up to the door a second time.
- What? He replied, turning his head to look at the girl who was now looking at the ground.
- I…have a bad feeling about this. Please don’t let anything get out of hand, her voice was barely more than a whisper.
- Don’t… Sean started.
- Hey! Hope you guys haven’t been waiting for long, Alicia chimed out as she opened the door. I didn’t even hear you knock.

Kristy and Sean entered the house and followed Alicia to the living room. Kristy stopped in her tracks as she took in the scene. The furniture in the space had been moved against the walls and in the center of the room there were four cushions set in a half-moon position in front of a chair. Beside the chair, which Kristy had the sinking feeling she would be sitting in, was a pile of various items: among other things there was a scarf, some rope, clothespins as well a variety of percussive implements. As if on cue, everyone took place on a cushion at the same time as Alicia spoke up.

- Take off the pants and sit in the chair, she said.
- My pants? Kristy answered, still in a daze.
- It’s not like we haven’t already seen you naked. You should be thankful that I’m letting you keep your shirt for now.

Kristy felt the familiar heat of embarrassment travel upwards and color her face. She walked on shaky legs towards the chair, wanting her ordeal to be over with. She kept telling herself that she should just go with the flow, that Sean would step in if anything got out of hand. ‘Besides, I got into this mess alone’ she reminded herself. As instructed, when Kristy got level with the chair, she unceremoniously dropped her pants and sat in it, spreading her legs to alleviate the pain caused by the wooden pegs on her labia. As hateful as ever, Alicia came up to Kristy to cause her more discomfort, the psychological kind.

- Oh look, did you guys see how she spread herself for us? She said.

Kristy didn’t dare reply or move. She kept her head down and continued to bear the onslaught.

- And she quite seems to have some clothespins on. Naughty girl missed some edges. Alicia continued to taunt.
- Spread your legs further by putting them over the armrests so that we can see the pegs properly, she ordered.

Kristy complied.

- Now, Alicia said theatrically, let’s see how many edges the bad little girl missed. Devon, can you answer that question?
- Well, she’s got eight pegs, that means she missed two of them, Devon replied after a moment of hesitation.

Kristy risked looking up. She had heard a catch in Devon’s voice. Almost as though he wasn’t completely happy with the way things were turning out. Kristy managed to notice what she thought was a glint of unease in his eyes before Alicia spoke up again.

- It’s just about 4:30, time to give those lips a break, she said. I’m even going to give you a five-minute wait before reapplying a new serving of the cream you spread on you clit earlier.

Kristy grimaced at the thought of applying more cream and reached down to remove the clothespins that had made her pussy the center of her attention. One by one, Kristy removed them and each time she felt a sharp pain where her skin had been pinched. She knew that she only had a five-minute respite, as such, she worked on massaging her labia to get the blood flowing again. As she did this, Alicia cleared her throat.

- While Kristy here is playing with herself, I thought I should let you in on a game I think we should play while we are all here. It’s a variation on truth or dare that I think will serve the purpose of our gathering quite well, she said.

Kristy’s anxiety went up a notch when she heard this. A game of TorD, under any circumstances, could bring about very awkward situations. She scarcely thought that she could handle being in an even more uncomfortable position as the one she was in now; Kristy had no doubt that Alicia’s twist on the classic game of truths and dares would bring about just that.

Sean saw Kristy’s worried look before turning his attention to the hostess of the event. After her announcement, Alicia had started rummaging through the array of items that had been set beside the chair before extracting a deck of cards. He quickly glanced at Devon and Caitlin, exchanging a wordless understanding of their secret agreement before turning his attention back to Alicia.

- The rules are simple enough, she announced. There are four suits, each one will represent a person and will be determined through a draw of cards. Cards from ace through ten will represent truths whereas any face-values will represent dares. The two jokers are wildcards that I will explain if they come up. The truths will all be asked to Kristy. Similarly, the dares will be done with her assistance. Let us all draw a card to see which suit will represent each of us so that I can give an example.

Alicia carefully selected four cards from her deck before putting them face down on the floor in front of the cushions and mixing them up.

- Who goes first? Caitlin asked.
- How about we go alphabetically, Devon suggested.
- That means I draw first, Alicia said before flipping over a card. It's a heart.
- I guess that mean I’m up now, Caitlin announced before flipping over a card of her own. Clubs!
- Which means that the card I draw will determine what both Sean and I get, Devon concluded. I got a diamond which means that Sean is left with…
- Spades, he finished.
- Ok, so now that we know all this, what happens? Caitlin asked, mildly intrigued by the way they were going to play.
- Ok, example time, Alicia said.

She put all four cards back in the deck and shuffled it before drawing the first card on the top. It was a four of clubs. Alicia explained that this card would mean that Caitlin (who was represented by the clubs) would be asking Kristy a truth (because the card was a number between ace and ten). Alicia pursued her explanation by drawing cards until she fell upon a face value: the queen of spades.

- This one would mean that Sean would have to complete a dare of our choosing, she concluded.
- And what better time to start then now? She said, her question rather rhetorical. Sean, Kristy’s break is over, I dare you to put the clothespins back on her and rub in the new coat of icyhot on her clit.

Kristy’s heart almost felt like it had skipped a beat. Though she was not looking forward to another half-hour of torture, she was slightly less disheartened at learning that Sean would be initiating it. He grabbed the card Alicia had drawn and set it in front of his cushion before getting up and kneeling before Kristy’s chair. He grabbed the clothespins and put them on the girl’s labia, taking care to place them on skin that hadn’t been pinched the first time around. He then grabbed the cream and put a pea-sized amount on his finger. He looked up at Kristy and mouthed the words “I’m here for you”. When Kristy closed her eyes to ready herself for the onslaught of pain, Sean brought his attention back to her pussy which had started to glisten with pleasure. He pulled back the hood to expose Kristy’s sensitive clitoris and rubbed the menthol-based product. He knew that it was working when he saw her muscles contract and heard her breathing change. Sean went back to his cushion when he saw Kristy’s eyes open again moments later. She had understood his message.

The game continued with an unlucky streak when the second drawn card turned out to be the queen of diamonds. It was agreed that Devon should remove the rest of Kristy’s clothing. The third card turned out to be another diamond, a six, and Devon asked the first truth of the game. He must have felt sorry for the girl because he started off with a very tame question.

- Do you have any animals at home?
- No, Kristy answered, somewhat confused but definitely pleased by the boy’s attitude.
- Of all the array of questions you could ask, you chose that one? Alicia sermoned, somewhat taken aback by the slight bump in her game.
- It was my question to ask, Devon replied simply. What’s the next card?
- Four of clubs, Alicia answered before giving the card to Caitlin.
- Ok, here goes, the girl said. Do you like being shaved?
- Well…yes, actually, Kristy replied, blushing slightly.
- Me too, she admitted. What’s next?
- Two of spades, Alicia said as she gave Sean the card.

Kristy’s body reacted again to the knowledge that the boy she had spent the night with had her fate between his hands for now. She was actually quite enjoying herself, now that she thought of it. The questions were taking her mind off the torture of her lady parts and Alicia hadn’t had much to say so far. As she waited for the question, Kristy regretted not being good in math, she would have loved to calculate the odds of another dare coming her way. She knew that there was roughly a one in four chance that Alicia would be asking a question and an even smaller chance that she would go through another dare, especially seeing as two of the twelve dare cards had already been used. The jokers, however, were more worrying and she hoped that they would not come up.

- Let’s see, he said. Out of the four of us, who would you prefer to see naked right now?
- What? You can’t seriously want me to answer that?
- You can always swap for a dare if you want, Alicia reminded her.
- No. Thanks. Um, I’d have to say Devon, she finally answered.

At first, Kristy had thought of calling out Alicia, but she didn’t want to draw too much attention to herself. She had then thought of Sean, however decided against it because she did not want anyone to be making assumptions about what happened the previous evening. She had finally settled on Devon figuring it was better to call him out rather than Caitlin. He reacted by turning a not so discreet tone of red.

- Ok, the boy said to try to hide his temporary embarrassment, who’s up now?
- Ace of diamonds, Alicia sighed. Obviously, things were not going as she had planned so far.
- Who, of us four, would you most like to kiss right now? He asked almost at once, wanting to get back at Kristy for putting him on the spot.
- You, she answered equally rapidly, wanting to see if she could make him uneasy again.
- This is getting interesting, Caitlin chuckled as she looked at Alicia.
- Finally! Alicia said triumphally. Four of hearts. Now, tell me Kristy, why did you miss the two edges you missed?
- Well, I…I…was called to the principal’s office, she said in a breath.
- Really!? What for? Alicia persisted.
- …
- She already answered your question, Alicia, Caitlin said. Time to draw another card.

Alicia glared at Caitlin before turning her attention back to the deck of cards. ‘Why did I make it so hard to draw dares’ she asked herself, annoyed with the way things were going so far. Her look of annoyance, however, was quickly replaced by a large grin.

- Ten of hearts, she said. Why were you called to the principal’s office?
- Because he wanted to speak to me, Kristy replied evasively.
- That doesn’t answer my question, Alicia said.
- Yes it does, Kristy answered, finding a well of courage. You asked why I was called there. I answered.
- Well then, I guess I’ll have to work on my questions, Alicia spat.

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath during the exchange between the two girls. Sean and Devon glanced at each other nervously again as they waited for the next card to be reveiled. Their hearts sank when Alicia flipped it.

- A joker, Caitlin made out. What happens when a joker is drawn?
- It means that all four of us get to participate, Alicia said. And since you’re playing my game, I’ll be the one to decide who does what.
- Ok…Caitlin answered, seeming more and more uncertain by the moment.
- How about you start and take off Kristy’s clothespins. I quite think she has served her time with them.

Caitlin almost seemed relieved when she heard this. ‘Maybe it won’t be so bad after all’, she reflected. Taking up the same position as Sean had earlier on, she carefully removed each of the wooden pegs. At first, she refused to look up into Kristy’s scared eyes but before going back to her spot, gathered the courage to do so. “Hang tight”, she whispered.

- Now Kristy, I would like to ask you to get on all fours on the ground, Alicia instructed.

Kristy looked around, trying to see if she should obey or run. Then she remembered Sean’s promise, Devon’s kindness and Caitlin’s encouragement. She got off the chair and got into position, wondering what was in store for her.

- Sean, I would like you to blindfold her and grab an object to spank her with, Alicia said.
- How many spanks or for how long? Sean asked.
- Hum, not sure yet, Alicia answered. As long as it takes I guess.
- As long as it takes for what? He questioned.
- For the truth to come out, she finally replied.

Kristy’s heart was racing. She had always dreamed of being spanked and now it was going to happen. Granted, it wasn’t the way she had envisioned it, but she figured it couldn’t be too bad. It was Alicia’s cryptic answer that was worrying her, she thought as the blindfold covered her eyes. What truth was she talking about? But she already knew the answer, she thought. Kristy was certain that Alicia would have her confess what had been said in the principal’s office. ‘And what will happen after?’ she wondered.

- What about me? Devon asked.
- You? Alicia said, a note of malice in her voice. You, I’m saving for later, in case Sean’s spanking doesn’t have a good enough impact.
- Now, let us begin, Alicia continued.

Despite the blindfold, Kristy closed her eyes. She was nervous but also strangly aroused. She didn’t know what to expect. As she tried to recall all of the things in the pile beside the chair she had sat in and guess what Sean would be spanking her with she felt a sting on her right buttock.

- Oh! Sh…it she cried out in surprise. Kristy repositioned herself quickly to better receive the blows.

At first, the spanks came in a predictable pattern. Right cheek, two seconds, left cheek, two seconds, right cheek, two seconds, left cheek…but after a while, when her bum was feeling quite warm, the spanks became unpredictable landing in differents places and at differents speeds, it kept Kristy off-balance, as such, she didn’t register when Alicia started to question her.

- What did you talk about in the principal’s office? She asked

Whack. Whack. WHACK. Whack.

- What? Kristy asked, genuinely confused.

Whack left. Whack, whack right. Whack left. WHACK left.

- When you were called to the principal’s office. What did you talk about? Alicia repeated.
- Well. He asked. How I was fitting in at. School. Kristy managed to say between the spanks.
- And what did you say? She asked.
- Nothing.

WHACK.

- What else did you talk about? If you missed two applications, it means that you were in there for a while. Alicia persisted.
- Well…

Whack, whack, whack right. WHACK left. WHACK right. Whack, whack left.

- Come on girl, spit it out. What else did you talk about? Alicia said.
- We um, he…well, Kristy stalled.

She had no idea of how many smacks she had received or of how long she had been getting spanked by Sean. All Kristy knew was that she would likely not enjoy what would happen when she would confess to Alicia. She was having a hard time to think as the whacks continued to land on her butt and she was starting to feel a tingling sensation set in.

- Sean, I think the poor girl’s stalled, how about you give her a taste of what happens if she continues to elude my questions instead of answering truthfully and promptly.

SCHMACK

Kristy was totally unprepared for it. She had not needed to wait a very long time to understand what Alicia had meant when she had prompted Sean. She had just received a very audible blow to her exposed pussy. It had surprised her enough to bring tears to her eyes.


Whack left. Two seconds. Whack right. Two seconds.

- He confronted me about the pictures, Kristy finally blurted out.

The spanks stopped, mimicking Alicia’s silence.

- What happened after? The girl’s interrogation continued.
- I…well… Kristy hesitated.

SCHMACK. Whack left. Whack, WHACK right. Whack left. Whack left.

Kristy started crying. Between her sobs and the spanks, she finally managed to tell Alicia everything.

- There was nothing I could do, she added after an uncomfortable silence had set in.

The spanks had stopped. Her ass felt like it was on fire. Her genitals were swollen with a mix of arousal and painful stimulation from the day’s previous events. She was panting and trying to control her tears. The blindfold finally came off. Kristy looked at Alicia and cast her eyes down, remaining in the same position she had stayed in to receive the spanking from Sean.

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- Well Devon, the girl finally said. It seems we will be needing your services after all.
- Alicia, he argued, don’t you think that you should stop now?
- Kristy said earlier that it was you that she would prefer to see naked and kiss, Alicia said, ignoring Sean's comment. I think we should give her what she wanted. Have her suck you off, it’s not like she’s good for anything else.

The color drained from Kristy’s face. No, this was going way too far. She was not going to do this. She sat back on her tender bum, brought her knees up and wrapped her arms around her legs shaking her head from side to side.

Sean, Devon and Caitlin seemed at a loss for words. A silent exchange ensued between Sean and his friends. Things were going too far.

- No. Devon said. It’s enough. He grabbed his phone.
- What are you doing? Alicia asked.
- Calling the police, Sean answered for him.

Alicia laughed.

- Don’t you know what’s going to happen when you try to get the police involved? Don’t you remember what happened the last time the police got involved Sean? I’m untouchable, she said.
- This time, Caitlin said, putting herself between Kristy and Alicia, there won’t be only one person talking.
- Yes, it will be four against two, Sean added as he sat down beside Kristy.

The rest of the evening was a blur. Kristy remembered Devon wrestle Alicia to the ground to stop her from calling her uncle. She remembered Caitlin handing her her clothing back. Remembered Sean explaining that they had a file of proof of the blackmail. Remembered Caitlin explain that they had all been victims. Remembered the police come in. Remembered how nice Sean smelled as he held her tightly against him.

It was over.