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Chapter 8 by NewWriter14752 NewWriter14752

What's next?

Claire is enjoying the moment

Tobias froze on a spot.

Then, Claire laughed. First just a snicker, then a full laugh from the bottom of her heart.

"What the hell, Claire!" Tobias yelled, covering his small dick with his hands. "You scared the shit out of me."

Claire was unrepentant. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. I mean, seriously Tobias, that's it? That's all you've got?"

Tobias felt his face flush with embarrassment. "Can you please just give me my towel back and leave me alone?"

Claire shook her head. "No way. I need to take a few more pictures to show the girls. They won't believe me otherwise."

Tobias tried to grab the phone from her, but Claire danced out of reach, snapping another picture.

"Stop it, Claire!" Tobias yelled. "That's not funny. Please give me back my towel," Tobias pleaded, his voice trembling with embarrassment.

But Claire was already running towards the light switch, her laughter echoing through the empty locker room. Tobias blinked, momentarily blinded by the sudden brightness. When his eyes adjusted, he saw Claire standing by the light switch, his towel in hand.

"What the hell, Claire?" he exclaimed . "Why did you do that?"

Claire shrugged, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "I wanted to see what I was working with," she said, eyeing his crotch. "Unlike the others, you were so shy. I knew I needed to prank you in order to see what you've been hiding."

Tobias felt his face grow hot with embarrassment. "You've seen enough," he said, turning away from her.

Claire's voice took on a mocking tone. "What I saw wasn't enough for anyone. But if I zoom enough on the pictures I've taken..."

Tobias turned back to her. He knew she was in control so he pleading. "Please, Claire. I'm begging you. Don't show those pictures to anyone. I though we were friends."

Claire smiled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Alright, I won't show the pictures to anyone," she said. "But on one condition."

Tobias felt a cold shiver run down his spine. "What condition?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Claire took a step closer to him, her eyes fixed on his face. "You have to do whatever I say, whenever I say it," she said. "No questions asked."

Tobias hesitated, his mind racing. He didn't like the sound of this at all, but he didn't have much choice.

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