Wren's Encouragement

Casey sat up again, still shaking a little, and Natalie wiped her mouth and face with one hand, the two shared a look, which was definitely on the ''awkward'' side of things, but Natalie felt something else too. A connection she hadn't quite felt before.

As if to prove that she felt it too, Casey clenched her fists, and then took hold of her shirt, drawing it up over her head, and letting it fall to the ground. Her bra was wiry, and her breasts were small, fitting her lithe frame. She took a moment, and then undid the bra as well, allowing it to fall away.

Casey was now totally naked.

"What're you doing?" Natalie asked her. "I don't think anyone else has taken off all their clothes, Casey. You don't have to do that."

"I know." She said, managing a worried smile. "But I wanted to. I guess it just felt right?"

Natalie was about to respond, but Wren moved back into their viewing. Samantha was trailing behind her, and both girls looked a lot more dishevelled now. Natalie could see where their clothes had been disturbed, where they had touched and fondled one another. Casey clearly fought against the urge to cover herself as Wren looked at her.

"I see you two had fun." Wren said, grinning towards Natalie with her double meaning. "Tell me, Casey, did Natalie satisfy you? or should we make her face a penalty?"

"S-she satisfied me!" Casey cried out, standing protectively in front of the older woman. "It was good! Really!"

"Really? Well, okay then..." Wren smirked. "Well, while you two were having fun, Samantha and I went head to head as well. I won, of course."

Samantha shot her a look of irritation, but shook her head, a slight smile hovered over her lips for a moment.

"It was a close match, though," Samantha noted.

"Quite close." Wren allowed, Natalie saw that her cheeks were flushed too. "Anyway, the final round of the game is now. Natalie is out, and Sam is out. So it's just you and me, Casey. You ready for the final round?"

"Just what is the final round?" Casey asked.

"Well, it's pretty easy, actually. All you have to do is not give up." Wren chuckled. She started to pull off her top then, while her other hand fished for her shoes, taking them off as well. "I'm glad you got naked..." She grunted as she did, "because we're both going to have to for the next round..."

Wren grunted, her shoes came free, and a moment later, her top joined them on the floor. She kicked off her skirt, with no sign of **** or hesitation at all, and wiggled out of her panties and bra. Then, she stood for a moment, her stance defiant, as if daring the others to notice her nudity. Casey did, as well as Natalie, though both for different reasons.

Wren's body was slim, and fine-boned. She stood straight, with a jutting spine and a proud tilt to her head. Her eyes were heavy and powerful, charismatic even now, they dared you to look away, or and made it hard to match her gaze. Her hair was dark, and her skin was a tawny-gold. Looking at her naked for the first time, Natalie was **** to compare her to Casey, both of whom had the same sort of build. They were both finely boned and lithe, smaller and shorter than average, but at the same time, the differences were clear as well. Casey was a runner, and had well developed calves and legs. Wren though, seemed to take care of her body in different ways, her arms were toned, with a hint of musculature, her legs were long and firm, her stance was proud, in fact pride came through every aspect of her. At first glance, Casey and Wren had the same sort of body, but then you realised, the difference between them was night and day. Casey was nervous, uncertain, but Wren was anything but uncertain. She was sure, deliberate, and proud.

"Here is what we are going to do next," Wren said, striding closer to Natalie and handing her a long candle, the flame had been lit already, and hot wax was started to bubble around the wick. Samantha already had such a candle. "Casey and myself are going to lie down on the floor, there, in front of the TV. Then, Samantha and Natalie are going to use those candles to flick hot wax onto our bodies."

"H-hot wax?" Casey said, looking apprehensive.

"Yes, indeed." Wren said, Natalie noted how her eyes gleamed as she said it. "Hot wax will be used on both of us, Natalie for you, and Samantha for me. Each of us will endure the same torment, the same places will be hit. If we make it through the whole course, then it's a draw. Otherwise, first to give up loses."

Casey looked concerned for a moment, her rand raising to her chest as if to act as a preemptive shield.

"You don't have to do it, of course." Wren said. "But we've come all of this way, and this was your idea, so..."

"I-I'll do it..." Casey said.

"Good. Settle yourself over there by the TV, I'll be over in a second, I just want to have a word with Natalie first."

As Casey moved away, and Natalie stepped forwards, Wren spoke.

"I want you to be hard on her, Natalie."

"Hard?" Natalie said. "What do you mean by that?"

"You know what I mean." Wren rolled her eyes. "I saw how tender the two of you were being there. It was very sweet, I'm sure. But not what I'm after here Remember what I have on you, and remember what I can do to you. I want Casey to lose this game, and it shouldn't be too hard. She's a little goody two shoes novice, probably a virgin, she's never felt anything like this before. I chose this specifically because she probably won't be able to stand it, your job is to make sure that's the case. If she wins, or if we draw, Natalie, you can be damned sure I'll make the rest of your time here in college a living hell, do you hear me? I'll make you walk naked through the corridors, I'll make you masturbate in the bathrooms, and offer a free blowjob to anyone who comes in! I'll make it so by the time we're done, the only thing you'll ever be known as again is the college slut!

"Do you understand me?"

"I understand..." She said bitterly.

"No." Suddenly, Natalie felt a jolt of pain as Wren's hands snapped out, gripping her by the blouse and dragging her in close, so the two were face to face. Natalie's knees shook, suddenly weak as Wren's paired fingers penetrated her pussy, making it feel as though she had been placed upon some kind of stand. Natalie gasped, the sudden feeling of penetration forcing her to bit back a moan. Wren's hands unfolded then, her fingers circling Natalie's womanhood, pressing it both firmly and roughly, so that Natalie felt her legs were shaking, and the strength drained from her body. Wren held her just roughly enough to imply even more rough things in the future.

"Let me try again." The other woman said. "Do. You. Understand?"

"Y-yes!" Natalie said, her body flooding with shame and pleasure. "I-I understand! Please let me go!"

"Good." Wren said, suddenly releasing her hold. Natalie stumbled back, gasping for air. "Now let's go. I have a game to win."