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Chapter 10 by typicalpanther typicalpanther

How does Jenn prove she is sorry?

Jenn gives Mrs. Campbell her gown

“How can I prove to you that I’m sorry?” Jenn asked. Mrs. Campbell reached down and grabbed Jenn’s wrist before pulling her up to her feet. Mrs. Campbell glared daggers into Jenn, she wasn’t nearly done with her.

“Give me your gown.” Mrs. Campbell instructed. Jenn couldn’t believe her ears. She wasn’t serious, was she? Mrs. Campbell didn’t expect Jenn to strip off the only piece of flimsy clothing she had left, did she?

“My gown?” Jenn couldn’t strip off her last piece of cover. Surely, she had been humiliated enough.

“Yes, your gown now!” Mrs. Campbell barked, “If you want to be such a little slut, then commit to it!”

The patients in the lobby adjusted in their seats. They also couldn’t believe this development. On bated breath they waited to see if Jenn would really hand the gown over.

“Now are you going to give it to me?” Mrs. Campbell tightened her grip on her belt. “Or am I going to have to take it?”

Jenn’s eye line fell. She was going to do it. She couldn’t believe it, but she was going to do it. Jenn looked at the ground Mrs. Campbell stood on and took a deep, defeated, breath.

Jenn reached up to the collar of the gown, and pulled if off her body. With the removal of her gown Jenn now stood before Mrs. Campbell, and the rest of the lobby, completely naked. Her nipples hardened from the cold recycled air, much to Jenn’s dismay.

Gasps from the lobby as her nude form was devoured by the sight of everyone there. One patient licked his lips as he stared intently on her breasts.

“Look how hairy she is!” One patient whispered to another, referring to her mildly trimmed brown bush.

Mrs. Campbell extended her hand to Jenn. She swallowed nervously before placing her gown, her last hope of modesty, into the hands of the bloodthirsty woman. Mrs. Campbell crumpled the gown in her hand while Jenn tried to cover her shame. She placed one arm over her breasts and cupped her exposed pussy with her other hand.

“Why bother?” Mrs. Campbell mocked, “It’s not like you have any shame.”

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