An intimate wait

“Damnit Laura, I can’t believe you betrayed me!” I snarled. “I demand a refund!”

“You know this girl? What, is she another cousin of your surprisingly diverse family?” Lily asked.

“Something like that… Sorry, Rebecca, the job’s still on, so no refunds.”

“How can the job be still on after you betrayed me?”

“Well, Mimi hasn’t been kidnapped yet, so…”

“I don’t know what you girls are talking about,” Lily interceded. “But we don’t have time for this. Now that we have our little bunny, it’s time to move on with the plan.”

“What plan?”

“We are preparing something for Mimi, a real ten out of ten show, so I’m going to have to ask you to remain here for a little while longer,” Laura said.

“But don’t worry, we’ll leave you with something to make your make-out session all the more electrifying!” Lily finished with a sinister smile. She took out a little bag containing some sort of white powder… wait, don’t tell me it’s… “ack!” The bitch threw the powder right at us and then began to pat us down to spread it around our bodies. The good news is that it wasn’t the **** I thought it was, but then- “W-what is that?”

“Itching powder, to make your make-out session more intense. Have fun!”

“W-wait,” Annie cried out before Lily could close the door. She held a little webcam in her hand. “You can’t just leave them there unsupervised, what if they err, escape? I have this handy little camera we can put by the ceiling to keep watch. It has night vision and everything!”

“They can’t move a muscle, but sure, they can escape.”

“Think of it this way. We can hook up the camera to a live stream and broadcast Mimi’s naked make-out session to everyone on campus.”

“I knew there was a reason I let you two in the club. Good idea!” Lily grabbed the camera and stuck it right above our heads, aiming it down at us.“Now girls, we have to prepare for the grand finale. Have fun!”

The locker closed again, and the powder took effect. My skin yelled at me, begging for some relief. Rubbing against Mimi was the only reprieve I could get from the itching. We began taking turns grinding our crotches up and down our legs, pushing our chests together to try to use the other’s nipples to scratch our own.

I could feel Mimi growing hotter... or maybe that was me. The situation never got any less awkward. Maybe it was time to try and defuse the tension.

“H-hey, cheer up. This can’t be the worst thing they pulled on you, right?” I said as I rubbed my right cheek against her left.

“I mean, you are right, but I’ll say this is firmly a nine. What with the peeping camera showing our make-out session to the world.”

Damn, she was right. I had forgotten about the camera. But even as I knew I had an audience, I could not stop caressing Mimi like a **** lover. The frat boys out there must be enjoying the show. Damn that Laura.

“W-well, to be fair, it’s not like they can see anything but the top of our heads and our silhouettes,” I said, trying to convince myself of the silver lining.

“Hmm… y-you are right, it’s just high-ish eight then. H-hey, can you do me a favor and bite my nose, please?”

“Ah!” Suddenly, we were yanked out of the locker, our arms pressed behind our backs. Was it the kidnapper? No, it was Lily and her gang of goons, albeit without my former employees.

They frog marched us out of the dressing room and deeper into the building. It was the most grueling march of my life, as they didn’t even let me rub myself on the wall to calm that damn itch.

We reached the backstage of the theater. Red curtains shielded us from what sounded like a full house. “What’s going on?”