Of course not.

Holding up her phone Kirsten told the other girl to hand over her top. and put her hands on her hips. As the younger took pictures and videos of the topless girl in a pair of booty hugging yoga short from every angle.

This was good, she had topless pictures of the sorority president if anyone tried to mess with her Shelby would have to be on her side now. But she needed to push this further to really cement her ****, if this was a test she was going to ace it. Besides she had a wicked streak a mile wide and had just been given her first real taste of power over someone potentially very useful, she needed to dig in her hooks as far as she could go, and see if the older girl overplayed her hand. This had to be a final test before the initiation ceremonies that evening, she was supposed to assert her authority and show her ability to lead. That had to be it, and if it wasn't she needed to get as compromising material on Shelby as she could to have something to fire back at if this all brew up in her face somehow.

"So you'll do whatever I say?" Kirsten asked while filming the topless coed and walking around her in a slow circle.

"Yes,"

"State your name"

"Shelby Summers"

" You know I'm filming you right Shelby?"

"Yes" she replied blushing

"And that a few hundred people are currently staring at your tits and barely covered ass from every angle?"

"Yes"

"Then why are you doing this?"

"Because you told me to"

"And you'll do anything I ask?"

"No"

Kirsten's face fell a bit fell a bit at that.

"What do you mean no?" she asked.

"I won't hurt myself or anyone else"

"Oh that's it that's the only rule?"

"Yes"

"Really? so if I told you to drop you shorts and flash the gym your panties you'd do it?" The gleam returning to Kirsten's eyes.

"No because, I'm not wearing any panties."

"What was that last part again?"

"I'm not wearing any panties"

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you could you say that a bit louder?"

"I'm not wearing any panties!" Shelby responded blushing even further.

"You can do better than that let everyone hear you." Kirsten ordered still rolling.

"I'M NOT WEARING ANY PANTIES"

Anyone who was not already tuned into the conversation now was as the two girls had the complete attention of the gym and more than a few camera phones pointed their direction.

"Well despite that fact I really do think those shorts would look better around your ankles. Drop em" Said a smirking Kirsten ready to watch the confidence fully fame from her mentor at that challenge. To her surprise Shelby instead pealed the slightly damp with sweat shorts down off her ass passed her knees and left them resting on her running shoes before standing back up fully.

Time seemed to freeze in the gym as the gentle clanking of machines and burring of treadmills slowed to watch the show unfolding before them. As one of the biggest cock teases on campus, a sorority president, and elite among elites in these social circles was now standing before them naked save a small band of fabric around her ankles and her running shoes.

Kirsten was in a trance seeing her mentor and crush completely naked. Not believing just how far her mentor was going with this.

For Shelby's part she was a prisoner in her own body unable to cover herself or protect her own modesty for fear of disobeying. her internal voice was screaming at her to stop what she was doing and pull them up. She was mortified and felt so very exposed and just fucking naked out here on the gym floor.

"Answer honestly and completely anytime I ask a question. How does it feel to be naked in front of so many people?" Kirstens mind flashing back to the previous Saturday where all the private pictures the seniors had taken of their littles had been shown off at a frat party. Their faces were blurred but everyone knew the 9 girls in the photos were the 9 pledges helping serve the party.

"If feels good to do as you ask, but I feel totally exposed and ****, and a bit turned on and embarrassed because I know so many of these people."

"Really? Spin around slowly and count how many people you know." Came Kirstens next order.

"57" came the reply a long 45 seconds later.