Preparing for a New Life

After this, Natalie was made to stand up, which she did reluctantly. Her womanhood was still dripping wet, and visibly aroused, which made Wren smirk, and made Natalie blush. She tried to hide it, but Wren smacked her smartly on the ass again, and she jumped.

"No hiding yourself." Wren chided her. "Do it again, and I'll think of a more severe punishment, Besides, I can already tell you like showing it off anyway. That's good, since you're going to be doing that a lot from now on."

So saying, she bent down and gathered Natalie's clothes, and then ordered the other girl into her room, following close behind. Natalie had never had anyone else in her room in the dorm, and it felt supremely strange, and not a little twisted, to be ordered naked into what was supposed to be her own space. The door closed behind them, and Wren cast a look around the room.

The rooms were not particularly big. Each one just about had enough space for a bed, a desk, a cabinet or set of drawers, and some space to stand in, as well as a shelf or two.

"I was hoping there'd be more to mock." Wren said, "But this is pretty boring, Natalie. Did you not even bother to decorate?"

Natalie was ordered to fetch her panties, all of them, from the room and pile them up on the desk. Reluctantly, she did so, feeling Wren's eyes on her every step of the way. She piled on the boring panties that she wore every day, in shades of grey and white, and brown, and then, when she was done with those, Natalie was **** to fetch the special panties, the ones that were meant to be seen, or the ones she wore to feel sexy. The slim dark ones, the ones which left little to the imagination, the ones which were semi transparent, and the ones that were meant to be ripped off roughly. Natalie's embarrassment grew more and more intense as she did all of this, wondering if Wren was imagining what she would look like in each pair.

After this, Wren made her do the same with her bras, piling them up on the table until she had none left at all. Then, her trousers followed, all of her pants, until the pile of clothes on the table had grown considerably.

"From now on," Wren said, "You're not allowed to wear panties or a bra, or trousers of any sort, understand me? You can wear whatever tops you like, as well as any sort of tights or stockings, and skirts too, so long as they're not too long. But I want you to be constantly aware that you could be exposed at any moment, and I want you to be constantly ready for it as well. So no underwear, got it? If you annoy me, I'll make it so you can only wear thin shirts as well, but we'll not do that for now."

She took a big plastic bag, and filled it with Natalie's clothes.

"Now, about your punishment."

"M-my punishment?"

"That's right. You didn't finish the paper, after all. So I get to punish you however I like."

"T-that's not what you said before!"

"Yeah, well, what're you going to do about it? Let's face it, Nat, I can punish you however I want, for whatever reason I want, for as long as I want. Really, it's less about you and more about whether I am in the mood to see you sweat or not."

She chuckled.

"Now let's see, your punishment...Ah! I know just the thing! We're having a movie night tonight, remember? You, Me, Casey and Samantha. I know just what to do, and you, my dear, are going to support me, and agree with me no matter what, do you understand? our dear friends are going to give you the audience that you so obviously crave, and none of them will suspect that you're really being **** into it. I wonder what they'll make of you then?"