Lily strips, reluctantly

“Dammit!” Ollie cursed, impatiently. “Off with the clothes already!”

"Ollie!" Mr. Hunter warned.

"C'mon, Mr. Hunter," Ollie whined. "The bitch is taking forever to do it!"

"Mr. Worthington, I won't tolerate insubordination," Jerome said in an authoritary voice. "Go and calm down outside for a while."

"Mr. Hunter, I..."

"Out, Mr. Worthington!" Jerome repeated.

Ollie stared at the vice-principal for a couple seconds and then huffed, jumping to his feet and getting out ot the room with a slam of the door. Mr. Hunter then turned back to Lily with a smile.

"Now, my dear," He said in a kind voice. "What's going to be?"

Lily took a deep breath. As much as she thought, she couldn't see a way out of doing it. Mr. Hunter threatened to send everyone back home and hold them back at school without graduating, not to mention ruin Ms. Lamb's teaching career. Then she imagined the look of disappointment on Xander's face if he learned she had their fate in her hand and refused to do Mr. Hunter's bidding. "I can't ruin their lives!"

She took another big gulp of air, trying to hold back the tears. "Okay, I'll do it."

Mr. Hunter grinned widely. "Excellent, my dear," He walked behind the tripod. "Whenever you're ready to start, tell your name to the camera."

Lily slowly got up from the couch and stared back at the camera for a few seconds. "My name's Lily Newman," She managed to say. "I'm a senior at Steven Lampard High School."

She looked at Mr. Hunter and the older man just waved at her to go on. "Start with the clothes." He whispered.

Lily then reached to the hem of her purple shirt, and after taking another deeper breath, she lifted the garment, revealing her upper body inch by inch. When the shirt was off, she felt Mr. Hunter eyes on her 34B breasts, covered by a lacy red bra.

She felt disgusted with herself, shamed and humiliated, but thinking about Xander and the others pushed those negative feelings to the back of her mind.

Bending down, she took off her shoes and shortly after, her finger found the zipper of her mini skirt.

"Turn around." Jerome instructed, his voice somewhat ragged.

Lily flushed, but did as she was asked. The auburn-haired girl then unzipped the skirt and let it fall down her long naked legs, leaving her in just her set of red lingerie. She knew Mr. Hunter was looking at her tight little ass, so she stood with her back to him for a few seconds and then turned back around.

"Now your underwear." Jerome said, crushing her hopes that everything would stop there.

Her trembling hands reached to the hook on the front of her bra and undid it. She held the bra to her breasts for a moment, and then let go of it as well, baring her now naked tits to the vice-principal. Her pinkish nipples hardened involuntarily under his unwavering gaze.

Figuring that now she had her breasts out in the open, taking off her last piece of clothing wouldn't be a huge problem, Lily hooked her fingers on both sides of the waistband of her red lacy panties and slwoly drew the garment down her legs.

Lily felt even more ashamed of what she was being blackmailed to do, totally naked before the vice-principal of her school, a forty-something older man. Her young pussy was bare to Mr. Hunter to see, she was mostly shaved expect for a an auburn triangle above her slit. For the first time since beginning her show, the auburn-haired girl looked at Mr. Hunter's crotch and her breath quickened at the bulge tenting out his pants.

"Are we," Lily stammered. "Are we finished now?"

"Far from it, Ms. Newman," Jerome replied. "Now sit back on the couch and touch yourself."

Lily's eyes widened as an imaginary punch seemed to have sucked all the air out of her lungs.