She runs in

Naked and handcuffed she knew she couldn't risk running down the street. She knew she was too beautiful and couldn't trust how anyone else would react. She looked down at her bare breasts and wondered how she would explain this to anyone. Was this normal? Or was she a special case? Why would she be treated in such a way? She was ready to give whoever ran this place a piece of her mind as soon as she had an outfit to cover her body.

The gate was beginning to close so she ran in and found herself trapped now with the gate closed. She looked around for doors or a map and prayed no one would see her naked body. Her barefeet scratched against the pavement reminding her this was all real. She tried to look for places to hide but there were no trees or bushes almost like it was designed to stop anyone from hiding or being able to cover.

Her hopes of avoiding being seen were dashed immediately when two girls wearing full uniforms were walking towards another building.

"Oh look a new cuffie!" Said one girl to the other squealing with glee.

Now it was two girls her own age seeing her naked and she felt extremely ****. Chelsea tried to crouch down and obscure her naked body. It was incredibly awkward with her hands behind her back. Feeling the cool morning air on her ass and pussy was a new terrifying sensation.

"I bet she's scared. I know I was." Said the other girl.

The first girl was blonde with large D-cup breasts hidden by her white blouse with short sleeves and wearing a plaid black and red skirt on top of black stockings and black shoes. The other girl was slightly larger wearing the same uniform but with brown hair.

"Yes, I’m scared can you please help me? Can I just use your phone so I can call my parents. There’s been a huge mistake and I just want to go home.” Said Chelsea trying to keep her knees clamped together in front of her crouched body.

“Oh cuffie...” said the larger of the two.

“My name is Chelsea!” She said trying to sound tough and not understanding what cuffie meant.

They then moved forward until they were standing inches away from her not giving her any personal space. Chelsea cowered and fell backwards onto her butt revealing her slit as her legs spread as well as her firm, pert, breasts.

“No you’re a cuffie and I don’t learn cuffies’ names. I suggest if you want this conversation to continue you watch the tone or I’ll let you figure this all out on your own.”

“She’s not worth it, Sandra. Let’s let her figure it out on her own. She’ll get in right by the twentieth or so try I bet...”

She then looked down at Chelsea

“...Nice tits by the way.” Said the skinnier girl as they both turned to leave.

Chelsea was now shivering with fear. She swallowed her pride for a moment.

“I’m sorry, please, I’m just trying to leave. Just let me use your phone so I can call my parents.”

They both turned back impatiently and looked down at the naked handcuffed girl.

“Cuffie, even us ‘covered bottoms’ don’t get phones and you won’t speak to your parents for a very long time. You’re on the clock and better get to class.”

“Will you at least tell me where to go?” Said the scared Chelsea unable to cover herself so she looked away from them humiliated.

"That depends." Said Sandra...