Can't leave friends behind! All four ride the train

(chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

Minako stared at the closed door to her dorm. Funny how she had never noticed just how solid a barrier it looked when shut and locked. Swallowing hard she turned around. She and her entourage of naked SEES students found themselves standing on the front steps of their dorm, a busy sidewalk and street in front of them. On occasion a car would pass by, usually honking its horn as if to confirm for the girls that they were indeed entirely naked and expected to make their way in such a humiliating state all the way across town.

"L-let's g-" Minako began.

"Wait!" Fuuka said suddenly. "We're...not really going to do this, are we? We're all naked here! This is just...some awful nightmare, isn't it? We don't actually have to stay this way, do we??"

The protest seemed to paralyze the group. The others were far from used to have their secrets exposed and on display, but they were attempting to stifle their own panic as best they could and soldier on. Fuuka, of course, had had no opportunity to experience the futility of the situation. For her the embarrassment was still fresh, and her questions only served to bring back memories of their nightmarish ordeal thus far.

".....Actually...perhaps..." Mitsuru began. "Perhaps there is something....we can spare Yamagishi some of this shame. She and I can ride my bike to school. Yes! You will take the train and we-"

"WHOA WHOA WHOA! Why exactly to *I* have to ride a crowded train full of perverts, huh?" Yukari demanded.

"Are you suggesting we leave Fuuka-chan here to suffer that fate?" Mitsuru asked.

"NO! I'm suggesting you let me and her take your bike while you and Minako-chan tough it out like a good Senpai and team leader should! Sacrifice for the good of your juniors!" Yukari said.

".....Don't be absurd. Its my bicycle. No one can operate it except me." Mitsuru said.

"Well, actually, I can." Minako said. "You did give me the spare key, Mitsuru-senpai. And I do have a learners permit. I can take care of Fuuka-chan while you-"

"Absolutely not." Mitsuru snapped.

"You just don't want to ride the train!" Yukari said.

"And you want access to the bike just for Fuuka's sake, I suppose!" Mitsuru snapped back.

"Look, the longer we stand here the more time we waste and the more people see us like this!" Minako snapped back.

"Which is precisely why-"

A loud snapping sound tore through the small street corner. Every eye turned to see Fuuka hunched over the bike, an important looking piece of the engine cracked open in her hands.

"Fuuka! What on Earth have you-" Mitsuru began.

"I just couldn't stand to see all of my 'friends' fighting, senpai." Fuuka said, her voice subtly different. "We can't leave each other behind like that! We should all suffer this humiliation together. So I decided to...heh heh...remove temptation."

Minako balled her hands into a fist. She was more than familiar with this phenomena. "Yeah. You got us good. Now go away. We need to take Fuuka to school."

"Oh? I just got here...'leader'. Why would I want to leave so soon?" Asked the thing that had taken over Fuuka, her eyes flashing with an ice cold air the real girl never displayed.

"Because your holding up the show. We're going to be humiliated on the train, right? That's your job, right? Temptation or whatever it is won't be happy if you don' stick to its schedule." Minako said.

"Turn around." Fuuka snapped. Immediately (and to her own surprise) Minako obeyed. "Bend over." The red eyed girl did as instructed, adopting a sensual pose that put her bottom and vagina on display while letting her breasts hang freely in front of her. "You two, do the same pose, either side of her. Squeeze in close." Mitsuru and Yukari immediately assumed the same pose on either side of Minako.

"Here's a little free advice, girls...don't ever give me orders or try to manipulate me. Little Fuuka might put up with that. I won't. I'm tired of it." Not-Fuuka whispered as she began to foddle the three girl's butt cheeks. "Bullying won't get you anywhere with me."

With a deft swat, the naked blue haired girl began to spank the assembled ass cheeks in front of her. Before long all three were a rosey shade of red. A crowd was forming around the four girls. Someone was taking pictures.

"We...we..." Mitsuru began, trembling with the pain and helpless frustration. "We never bullied Yamagishi."

"Ooooooooh Senpai. That's a lie. We both know it. You pressured her and manipulated her from the start. You needed her for your little monster hunting society. You withheld information. You pleaded. You did everything short of **** her to comply. Just because she was a weak little girl that took your **** with a smile and accepted her role like the simpering meek little thing she is doesn't mean she was blind to what you were doing to her. And just because she forgave you doesn't mean I will."

"Wait! I tried to....we tried to make sure..." Yukari began.

"Don't bother, Yukari-CHAN. You made a show of concern over the pressure they were putting on me, but you were happy to turn around and use me to hack into their little database the first chance you got. I was always more a tool than a friend to you." Fuuka said.

"That's not eek!" Yukari said as she felt slender fingers slip into her inner folds and gently manipulate her clitoris. Mitsuru let out a frustrated moan as Fuuka's other hand began to play with her in a similar fashion. Minako groaned as she felt a tongue lap against her exposed sex.

"Its okay." Fuuka whispered. "I've been bullied my whole life. Before all of you came along the closest thing I had to a friend trapped me in a supply closet and abandoned me there for hours. But we all know how that story ended. Those bitches got pulled into Tartarus by the shadows. Their little ring leader was scared into being all friendly with me from then on. That's such a rush, you know? Sooner or later all my tormentors will get what they deserve. I'll get control...and I can be a gentle mistress when I want to be."

With sure and deft fingers used to the fine art of typing and programing (aided by a surprisingly agile tongue) Fuuka very quickly brought all three girls to a panting, passionate mess as an orgasm was building up within them. And then...she stopped, leaving all three girls gasping on the edge of release.

"Gentle can be cruel in its own way, though." Fuuka said with a smile, casually wiping her hands on Minako's exposed ass. "You've had some pretty big climaxes so far. I think that's enough fun for one day. You won't be cumming again until I say so. Now.....stand up. Hands at your side. No covering anything. We have a train to catch."