March of shame through the school

"We're going on a field trip, everyone," Rebecca says. "And if any one of you steps out of line, I'm turning all of you in to the cops."

"She fucking _means _it, Karishma," Colleen says to her pinned friend. "Don't fuck this up for the rest of us." Karishma slowly nods, and Leslie plucks Colleen's panties out of her mouth. Karishma, for once, remains silent.

"I'll take those," Rebecca says, snatching the underwear from Leslie. She's made a pile of all the teens' clothing, which she now bundles up in a ball and wraps in Jason's North Face jacket like a wrapped gift. She stuffs the assemblage under the bleachers, wedging them between the ground and the lowest level. "We'll just leave these here for safekeeping."

Rachel, looking stunning in Leslie's blouse and skirt, stands next to you, very close. You find her extremely attractive as she quietly watches what transpires, and you're also turned on by how dominant Rebecca is being. This couldn't get any hotter, you think, feasting your eyes on the buffet of nudity before you. Could it?

"Everyone into the gym and to the office," Rebecca commands. "Sam's in front."

With some ****, you step to the front of the pack and lead the way into the high school gym. You lead the naked pack, glancing back as often as you can, through the abandoned school halls. You approach the set of doors that separate the front hallway from the rest of the school, and you notice in that front hallway is a pile of clothing with a cell phone on top.

"Now," Rebecca says. "I believe something out there belongs to me and that you fuckers were going to make me humiliate myself playing catch. So," she says with a grin, "What's fair is fair..."

Before she can continue, you notice Rachel meekly tapping Rebecca on the shoulder. Not long ago, Rebecca was torturing Rachel, but the pranks you and Rebecca played on her were nothing compared to what these other six were going to do to her. Anyway, you suppose that Rachel's figured out what you've figured out - it's much better to be on Rebecca's good side than on her receiving end.

Rachel whispers something to Rebecca, whose eyes light up.

"You don't fucking say?" Rebecca says. Addressing the naked crowd, Rebecca reports, "Rachel here tells me that Karishma had a funny little game she wanted to play. You were going to send her and Sam out into the live-stream and not let them escape until one of them came.

"That is truly wicked. And I love it."