Natalie's Fall

"As you will all recall, we agreed at the start of the game that the winner would get one absolute command for each of the losers."

Wren was standing in the living room, a few minutes later. She and Casey had scrubbed their bodies, though their skin was still raw where they had been burned by the wax. Wren had thrown on a pair of panties and a bra before returning from the kitchen, Casey was simply wearing an oversized shirt which reached down to her knees. Samantha was still naked, and Natalie was still wearing most of her clothes.

"That was what we all agreed." Wren said, as if to drive the point in home.

_As I recall, that wasn't what we agreed at all. _Natalie thought to herself, It was something you came up with halfway through, Wren, and no one called you on it because you were so confident no one thought to doubt you.

She didn't say it out loud though. In some ways, she realised she actually admired Wren, because she was pulling such bold moves without a power like Natalie's to back her up. Wren's whole plan might collapse at any moment, as soon as anyone realised what she had done. All it took was someone to think back and go ''Wait, we didn't agree to that.'' Or to think ''Wait, why were the last few rounds with the wax so fast? And why did Wren push the game so hard in the first place?''

That was honestly all it would take to ruin things for her. But it didn't happen, because Wren told the world the way it should be, with raw confidence, she dared the people to contradict her, and even those who had been there started to doubt their own memories.

Even as the victim of it, it was impressive.

Casey was nodding along, her face a picture of focus. Samantha seemed unworried, Natalie sat on the sofa, her legs crossed, her heart thudding as she waited to see why Wren had pushed this all so hard. She sensed that it tied into her own situation somehow, that Wren intended to use this as a springboard to something else.

She was right.

"Casey," She said, slowly, "I think you've suffered enough for now, so I am not going to use my command against you yet. I'll save it for later. Samantha.... I don't know what to say to you, so I am saving yours as well. Natalie on the other hand..."

She turned, looking to Natalie with a predator's eyes. Natalie realised now what it had all been about. Cover. So long as the other girls were friends with them both, Wren wouldn't be able to bully Natalie in the dorm when they were here. Natalie could seek safety and protection. But now, she had a reason that was, in their eyes, legit, for making Natalie do sexual activities. So long as she could spin it as just being part of the punishment for losing the game.

"Natalie..." She said slowly, "For the next three weeks, here is my command to you. You're not allowed to wear clothes in the dorm, at all. You have to put them on when you leave for your classes, and take them off the moment you get back. If you don't, or if you forget, you have to take a punishment as decided by group vote. Also, while you are naked, you have to do anything asked of you by one of us. Again, failure to comply results in a punishment via group vote. Finally, every day, without fail, you have to masturbate for us in this room. Failure to do so results in the same sort of punishment."

For a moment, there was silence, and then, a voice raised in indignation.

"You can't ask her to do that, Wren!" Casey cried out, "Three weeks? No clothes? Have to do everything we say? Masturbation? What the hell!"

She spun, looking at Natalie with gentle eyes.

"You don't need to do any of that, Nat."

"She's right." Wren said, clearly surprising Casey. "What I just outlined is a punishment for losing this game, but it was only a game. If you really feel like you don't want to do it, you don't have to. After all, we're friends, right? And it's not like I have anything on you, like pictures or anything, that'd be silly."

Natalie took a deep breath. She could feel the heat rising through her body, her nipples pressing into her shirt, and the tingles of desire that emanated from her womanhood. She looked first to Casey, and then to Wren. Humiliation rose within her, realising that Wren had positioned it so that she would look even more wanton now, for Wren had offered her an out she could not take. In the eyes of her friends, her acceptance would now mean on some level that she wanted it.

"It's okay, Casey." Natalie said, at last. She slowly stood up. "I knew what might happen when I joined the game. I have a choice, but...it's not fair if I back out now, is it? I have to follow through."

In front of all three of her friends, Natalie wriggled out of her skirt, exposing her thighs and long legs, and her glistening womanhood. Then, she unbuttoned her blouse, and took off her undershirt, discarding them in a pile on the floor. She stood naked in front of them all, their gaze sweeping over her body. Looking over her breasts, her legs, her naked sides, and her womanhood. Natalie felt the urge to shy away, embarrassment crashed against her mind. She wanted to reel back, and to try and hide herself.

But she didn't. She stood there, and let them see her, every inch of her, her humiliation rising with every second that it went on.

She knew that they'd be seeing her do a lot more very soon.