Aubrey won't let Beca leave

"Oh no, not so fast!" Aubrey exclaimed.

Beca decided to just ignore the other girl. Her thoughts were focused on getting to the safety of her room, that was so close... but she didn't expect Aubrey's aggressive act. The blonde grabbed her wrists, and before she knew what had happened, Beca was pressed to the wall behind her, with her arms held firmly above her head.

"What do you think you're doing?". As she could now again feel the warmth of another woman's body on her own, Beca was quickly reminded of that magic moment with Chloe, that she had experienced earlier that evening in the shower.
Determined to not let that memory distract her, Beca squirmed and tried to wriggle and writhe her way out under the pressure of the taller blonde. But that only caused Aubrey to hold onto her wrists even tighter, and to press her upper body against her own, to pin her to the wall. And the futile effort and movement only caused the fabric of Aubrey's clothes and firm breasts to brush against Beca's own exposed, soft orbs.
Again, Beca was reminded of the feeling and touch of Chloe, the redhead in the shower, and before she knew it, the friction and pressure of her movements had caused her nipples to become swollen and stiff again. Why was this happening to her? She could barely suppress a moan, as she looked up at the sparkling blue eyes of her captor, and only managed a low whisper: "You're hurting me! Please, let me go!"

"Aca-scuse me? I'm hurting you? You don't look hurt to me. I rather think, that with all your squirming, you look like a bitch in heat. I think that you are enjoying this! Is that why you're strutting around the corridors naked late at night? To **** unsuspecting, innocent victims? To seduce them with your alternative ways, with your cute and sexy nude body? Your charade and pretense of helplessness, and your lewd moans?"

Beca couldn't believe it when she heard those baseless accusations. Everyone at this university appeared to be a little bit crazy. The blonde had no right to hold her, and she didn't owe her anything. Although... perhaps Aubrey was right... this whole situation was turning Beca on: The pressure on her sensitive mounds, the show of strength by the taller blonde, her own helplessness... "Just leave me alone, let me go to my room."

But Aubrey wouldn't give up her advantage so easily. "Oh no... You still owe me an explanation for your improper behavior! You must not be allowed to spread your alternative lewd ways! I think that you need order and a firm hand! And since you're not very cooperative and forthcoming, maybe you need to be taught a lesson that you won't forget!"