End of The Week, Take The Masks Off

Friday already! What a week! There'd been a lot of stumbling, moaning, and bitching, but everyone managed to get through it alive! You were holding the door to the auditorium open for guys and gals lead their stumbling roomates inside. It's time to unhood them, and give those sweaty faces a peek at the sun once more.

"Victory lap!" Down the hall comes The Bottomless Bandit cutting in line the the criminal she is. She drags her roommate behind her at a demanding pace. The roommate has her arms spread out like a tree, and upon her branches hang panties panties panties. Panties of all sorts. Boy shorts, thongs, frilly, silly, sexy, boring. All no doubt trophies of her mistress The Bottomless Bandit. Including the pair cover her head, a pair of red polka dots, on white, with a cute little ribbon on the band, which now sit in front of her mouth.

"Bottomless Bandit you menace!" You shout with surprise. "How many precious undergarments must you steal before you're finally satisfied?"

"Well I supposed that depends." She looks like she's deep in thought, truly considering the question. "Are there still panties left in the world?" She strikes a pose, cover her mouth with the back of her hand and throws her head back in a delicious cackle. "Are you here to arrest me, copper?"

You look away dramatically. "I couldn't even if I wanted to."

"You'd much prefer seeing this ass loose and free, wouldn't you?" She leans in close and nibbles your ear.

"You've figured me out." You laugh and push her off you, before she can **** you further. You notice her roomate whispering something, but you can't quite tell what it is. The band of the panties on her head breaks up the words, and it's a breathy speech, that you're not even sure she knows she's speaking out loud. "What's she saying?"

Brooke shrugs and moves past you into the auditorium. "I dunno." She pinches you on the butt and vanishes amongst the crowd.

"She's up to something."

"Hey everybody!" You cheer to the crowd, who just shift uncomfortably in their seats as they wait for whatever fresh hell you have in store for them. "We've had a great first week here in Colorado, and I just want to give you all a round of applause for adjusting so well to the move. It hasn't been easy saying goodbye to our parents and homes, so we can study in the serene peace of the mountains, but you've all done it like champions. We've all made new friends, tried new things, and had a great time. But all good things must come to an end. As we end out first week here, everyone please form a line on the side of the auditorium, where Chad, Pricilla and I will unlock your roommates and welcome them back to the school."

Everyone seemed rather pleased with that pronouncement, and eagerly lined up. True to your word you and and your two accomplices begin removing the hoods and arm bindings of women and men alike who'd been shackled at your command. It was a pretty interesting, and almost heart warming sight. All these students who'd gone without sight or sound for the last few days suddenly opening their eyes like baby deer covered in placenta. It was just as nice to see the release and freedom on their face as it was to watch their confused and bumbling forms when you first sealed them up.

Ashley had been generous with her Sister Tabitha this morning and allowed her to wear clothing, the two of them back to sharing an outfit. You supposed she didn't want to free her recently sexualized sister, and have to explain why she wasn't wearing any clothes. Ashley was more manipulative than she let on, or would acknowledge.

You gently unlace Tabitha, and pull her mask off. She gasps and squints at the stage lights, which would have been bright even if she hadn't been blinded for a weekly. Slowly she's able to adjust, and she caught sight of her sister. "Ashley?" She says with a hoarse wheeze.

Her sister nods nervously, then hugs her freed sibling. "Omg I'm so glad you're back! This week has been awful!"

Tabitha flenches as her sister hugs her. "Yeah... it's good to see you." She pats Ashley on the back, but you can tell by the look on her face she isn't convinced by her sister. Afterall she'd gone naked all week, and just yesterday had a lesbian encounter with an unknown woman of whom there could only be one culprit. She **** some cheer into the voice, and acted well enough, but you could tell that a wall had been built between those two sisters.

You awful awful man.

You let the two fractious twins bond or deteriorate under their own influence and go on to the next few pair of roommates. All of them had gotten out of the week without you influencing them, so their reunions are genuinely happy, and grateful. All the students who hadn't been molested were thankful to their roommates for taking such good care of them. Imagine that.

"Daddy!" Lacey cheers as Chad undoes the hood of his Dreamie. She giggles, half blind, and jumps on him. Chad being the superhuman he is, picks her up, and spins her around the stage.

"Aww." You and Stella are only human and can't help but feel heartwarming goodness at the sight of the reunion.

"I missed you so much daddy!" She kisses and pecks his cheek, and the two of them just roll around in a sweet kind of bliss.

It wasn't just Lacey either. Chad was obviously happy to see her red sweaty face too. "Bro, I've been wanting to talk to you all week. We gotta hang out this weekend."

"For sure!"

You clap Chad on the back. "Good to see you again Lacey. Now Stella didn't put you in a diaper at all this week, so you're going to have to wear them all weekend. To ensure that you're following the rules, I'm going to make sure Chad is the one that puts them on you."

Both their eyes grow large. "But that would mean!" Chad begins.

"That Daddy would..." Lacey continues.

"see her/me naked!" They say at the same time, it's a neat trick.

"Just her lower half." You assure. "Just that bright pink pussy."

Stella rolls her eyes. "Please look at my tits, big deal. You guys see me naked everyday. I didn't see you acting coy around me Chad."

"Yeah, but Lacey's not a slut."

Stella burned bright red, and you were pretty sure she was going to rip Chad's head off. "I'm not a slut!" You spank Stella hard on her ass, and she yelps. "I mean, Please look at my tits, I'm not a slut! You're the one who fucked that hag in the bathroom of a Hooters!"

"It was free pussy!"

He has a point.

"Please look at my tits, I'm out of here, see you later Lacey." Stella turns around and storms off, and Chad just can'thelp himself and watched her ass as she bounces away.

"Thanks for everything!" Lacey calls after Stella, but she was too angry to listen.

"Well." You stuffed your hands in your pocket, that was awkward. "I'm going to leave the two of you to figure out that diaper situation."

On the other side of the stage you could hear sparks flying as Pricilla and Brooke meet up. "I heard he yeeted your heart into the air and shot it apart like he was skeet shooting."

Pricilla rolls her eyes and pulls the panties off of the head of Brooke's toy. "Real clever bitch, and who got the lead in The Tempest because someone refused to cover their ass?"

Brooke scoffed. "Me being disqualified was the only way you'd ever get Prospera anyway, you hack."

Pricilla growled back. "You fucking, bare ass felon!"

"Grey haired hipster."

"Perverted psychopath!"

"Friendless loser!"

Meow! You walk up on them before they can start taking their earrings out. "Ladies, ladies, there's not need to fight over me. We're all friends here."

"Stay out of this Michael!" They both shout in unison, and you you can't help but slink away. Girls are scary.

"Well let's at least get Brooke's roommate out of there before you kill each other." You gesture to the roommate who's patiently waiting in a chair, whispering words only she can hear.

They seem to agree to this, and Pricilla unlaces the roommate's hood, and pulls it off once it's loose enough.

You're actually surprised to find that the woman is wearing Air Pods underneath her hood. Two ear buds nestled safely in her ears. You almost chuckle. Was she listening to podcasts all week? That's when you realize that what she'd been whispering was whatever she was playing over her ear buds. Curiously you snatch one out of her ear, and press it to your own for an answer.

Brooke's unmistakable voice whispers from the device ''... controls my sex. Obeying Brooke makes me wet. I am an unrepentant pervert who is controlled by Brooke. Brooke tells me what my fetishes are. Brooke tells me what turns me on, and turns me off. I have no sex except what Brooke tells me. Brooke controls my sex. I have no mind. Brooke controls my mind..." And so on and so forth.

"What the hell?" You look at the plastic accessory curiously.

Meanwhile the roommate has cleared the light from her eyes, and brightens when she sees The Bottomless Bandit standing in front of her. "Mistress Brooke!" She gushes, and falls to her knees, and hugs her legs like a puppy.

Brooke smiles gamely, and puts her hands on her hips. "Now Pervert, what's the proper way to greet your mistress?"

The roommate lowers her head. "Of course mistress, I'm sorry mistress!" She scoots around to brooks backside, pulls down her stolen panties, spreads the cheeks, and buries her face in Brooke's plump ass. The sound of tongue connecting with ass seems to fill the auditorium.

"Good Pervert." Brooke smiles, and clenches her fists, letting out a rude toot into the girl's face that just causes her to shudder happily.

"Holy crap." You say in actual astonishment. "Brooke brainwashed a girl."

She really is a villian.