Natalie's Test

Sitting at the table, Natalie looked down at Wren's work. She'd boasted before of how easy it was, but that had been largely an empty boast; she'd finished earlier more by luck than skill, and right now, she was confronted with the daunting challenge of doing so again. It was made even worse by her nudity, or rather, the knowledge of it. Even though Wren had not done anything yet, Natalie still felt intensely ****, hyper-aware of every inch of skin, every touch of the wind, every shiver and tremble of her body. She could feel the flushes of heat which marked out her face, and the way her insides churned when Wren looked at her. Her arms wanted to tremble, and it was only thanks to an effort of will that they didn't.

She looked at the paper, but didn't really see it. Her mind was too concerned with where she was, and with what was happening around her. Wren had walked up behind her, smirking in a casual way. Natalie heard the floor creaking with each step she took, humiliation mounting as the seconds ticked by. The only sound was the scratch-scratching of the pencil in her hand, and the pounding of her own pulse in her ears.

Then, Wren put a hand on her shoulder. It made her jump at the sudden contact, but for a moment, it almost felt warm and companionable. Then, her hand swept downwards, gently gliding over Natalie's naked skin, making the brown haired girl moan as she tried to contain the feelings that the contact invoked in her Natalie clenched her teeth, trying even harder to focus on the page, but she felt Wren's fingers trailing across her chest, leaving a wake of tingling desire as they did. Natalie gulped, but oh god, she could feel the arousal rushing through her now, the way that Wren was stroking her breasts, her fingers long and gently curling around her, a constant, slow, back and forth that made her curl her toes.

"Do you like this?" Wren asked her.

"N-No..." Natalie said, still trying to focus on the paper, on the work that was in front of her.

"Liar." The other woman said, leaning down now so that her breath felt hot against Natalie's neck, her words nestled in her ear. "You're into this. Do you think I can't see how wet you are right now, Natalie? Why, I bet if I touched you down there, you'd be absolutely soaking."

Natalie said nothing, the humiliation was too great to admit that Wren was right. Her every touch was stirring up Natalie's arousal, magnifying her desire. Her gentle caresses were more torturous than Natalie could have imagined, because it meant that Natalie's own body was giddy with anticipation, it was a slow torment, building to a gradual inevitability meant to heighten Wren's victim's degradation and shame.

"Do you like this?"

Before Natalie could respond, she felt Wren's mouth open, her teeth gently pulling at her ear, the touch was firm, and the feel of it made Natalie moan, especially as Wren moved down her neck, her mouth working on the bare skin. Natalie shivered, and then shuddered, gasping in spite of herself. Wren's teeth pressed into her skin, not enough to hurt her, or break the skin, but enough to make her feel it, the other woman trailing kisses down the side of her neck.

Natalie was breathing fast now, Wren's hands at her breasts were stroking and fondling her, playing with her nipples, and gently circling her areola. Natalie closed her eyes, but that only seemed to intensify the feeling. Wren's hands were sure, she'd probably had victims before, and Natalie felt her body temperature rise and rise as Wren fanned the flames of her arousal.

The paper, the paper! She had to focus on the paper! With trembling hands, she gripped the pencil, and tried to blink away the fog that had claimed her mind. Wren had actually already done most of it... there were only a few questions left... if she could only focus, she could end this!

But her mind was swimming, her body was aflame with anticipation, her chest was the target of Wren's hands and fingers, her nipples were engorged and aroused, the other woman stroking the, pinching them, pulling them gently. Meanwhile, Wren continued to trail kisses down her body, making her shift in her seat, each breath coming harder than the last as she felt her arousal expanding. A tightness between her legs, accompanied by a wetness, told her just how much Wren was able to affect her without ever actually touching her womanhood,

But now Wren was moving to her chest with her mouth, a long moan escaped Natalie as she felt Wren's lips close around her left breast, her teeth clenching about the nipple. Wren's tongue snaked out, caressing the trapped bud, and Natalie felt her eyes rolling back, her spine arching. Oh god, it felt so good. She drew in a shuddering breath, but Wren didn't give her a chance to recover, launching into a new ****. With her mouth, she sucked on Wren's breast, with her teeth, she gently teased at it, clenching around it, pulling at it, never with enough strength to be truly painful, but enough that it sent a jolt running through the other woman each time she did. Her tongue toyed and teased Natalie's areola, as well as the breast itself, meanwhile, both her other hands were playing with Natalie's right breast! The girl threw her head back, moaning more and more loudly as the **** on her senses continued. Stimulation upon stimulation piled upon the poor girl, and Natalie felt her back arching, her toes curling. The hot tightness between her legs grew more and more intense.

Suddenly, Wren spun her chair around, and kissed her deeply on the lips, Natalie was totally unprepared as she felt the other woman's tongue in her mouth, at the same time, the other woman's fingers moved to her chest, flicking her nipples with just the right amount of suddenness and **** to finish her off. Natalie moaned into Wren's mouth as her whole body was suddenly overcome with pleasure, the fire of her own climax burned through her nerves and cells, making her whole body writhe.

Wren held the kiss until Natalie's body had stopped flooding her with pleasure, and then broke it, Natalie gasped for air, and Wren stood above her, casting her into shadow.

"Holy shit." Wren said with a gloating voice. "I don't believe that you came from that alone. I didn't even touch you down there! You just climaxed because I played with your nipples a little!"

"That's not..." Natalie said, trying to find her voice, "Not fair! I-it was a lot more than just playing with my nipples!"

"Maybe so, but it doesn't change the fact that you came from it, Natalie." Wren said. "I think we can put to rest the question of whether you like this sort of thing or not... most girls would be absolutely ashamed that they had cum because of something like that. But then again, most of them wouldn't have cum as hard as you did either. Face it, you're a slut. You've spent your whole life waiting for someone to come in and do what I just did."

"That's not true!"

"It totally is!" Wren laughed. "Look at you, naked in that chair, you just came because a friend was fondling your breasts! And did you even finish the paper? My god, Natalie, it looks like you might just be in luck, because I'm going to treat you exactly as you so clearly want to be treated."

Natalie felt a shiver run through her spine. "W-what do you mean?"

"Simply put? From now until the day we leave college for the last time, you're mine. Your body is just a toy I can use as I want to. From now on, you're going to do everything I say without hesitation, especially if its humiliating to you. Because I'll be taking more pictures, and if you don't, I won't hesitate to upload them, for all of the world to see."