Samantha and Casey Give Natalie Her Orders.

"Absolutely anything?" Wren went on, the corners of her mouth tugging upwards in a sadistic grin as she continued on. "Like, if one of us asked you to strip down and masturbate for us right now, you'd do it? If we wanted to finger you, or make you cum, or tie you up, you'd let us?"

"Wren!" Casey cried out. "That's...that's too far! It's only a game!"

Natalie took a deep breath, knowing that Wren had left her no other choice but to answer the question. The threat of the photos hovered over her like a blade. She felt the heat rising to her face, her humiliation filling her up slowly, making her want to shy away from them. But she didn't, she **** herself to stand tall, and to answer the question.

"If you asked me to do something like that..." She said slowly, "I would have to do it, wouldn't I? E-even if I didn't really want to. That's the rules we set, and I could have complained earlier, before I knew it was going to be me. I didn't, so I don't have any right to do so now."

"Natalie..." Casey looked at her, her eyes were wide, confusion and mortification clearly visible in her face. It made Natalie want to come clean, to explain what was happening, that she was being made to do it, that Wren was the game master, a sadistic bully who was setting them against one another. But she didn't, she couldn't. She felt Wren like a looming presence at her side, a shadow over her back, a feeling of dominance playing on her mind.

"It's okay." Natalie said with a smile that was only slightly ****. "You can ask whatever you want and I'll do it. This is what you wanted, right? This is how that sort of game usually ends up... I really don't mind."

"O-okay." Casey said, taking a step back, and seeming to gather her emotions. "Okay. Um, you have to do what we tell you now, right?"

"That's right." Samantha said. "One order from each of us. You look a bit nervous, Casey. Do you want me to go first?"

"Y-yes!" Casey said, jumping on the question like a lifeline. "That would be great! Um, not that I'm scared or anything..."

"All right." Samantha said, looking at Natalie. "Let's do something easy. Nat, why don't you take off your top?"

Natalie froze at those words, a lump formed in her throat, but she slowly nodded, feeling like a doomed woman being walked to the place of execution. Wren was smirking again, because she knew what was about to happen.Samantha had been trying to throw an easy ball, letting Natalie keep her bra on while getting into the spirit of things, but she didn't know that Wren had forbidden her from wearing a bra, and now, Samantha had ordered her to take off her shirt.

She did as she was told, knowing that she had ****, feeling Wren hovering nearby, ready to enforce obedience with a reminder of what was at stake. Very rarely in her life had Natalie been more humiliated than at that moment, as she slowly bared herself to her friends, firstly removing the blouse, and then the white undershirt, revealing her pale skin, and her naked breasts, the nipples stiff with arousal. She saw Casey go wide eyed at that, and even Samantha seemed surprised.

"You're not wearing a bra?" The older woman asked.

"N-No..." Natalie said, shaking her head slowly. Her whole body felt hot, and she was having to fight the urge to shift from foot to foot. Her heart was beating quickly, and she was dreading the question she knew was about to come next.

"Are you wearing panties then?"

"I-" Natalie closed her eyes, trying to imagine what she could do but tell the truth. If she lied, it would be revealed, if she bluffed, it would be called. Wren was waiting on the wings, ensuring she couldn't stray from the script, There was only one answer, and it was the one she was supposed to give. "I'm not. S-sorry..."

"My, my. my..." Wren said, "Not wearing a bra or panties, Natalie? One would almost think you wanted to lose. Maybe it's true, and you do get off on this sort of thing?"

"I didn't know that we were going to be doing this today!" Natalie bit back. "My bras and panties were being washed, so I had to go without them, that's all.."

"And you chose to wear a skirt?" Wren pressed. "Did you get a thrill every time you nearly flashed someone? Or were you hoping that someone would see?"

"Wren, that's enough." Casey said, "We're still all friends, right? You're being mean."

"Ah, yes." Wren said, her eyes narrowed in spite of the friendly tone of her voice. "I'm sorry, Natalie, Casey is right. I was getting carried away. Anyway, that's Sam's order, and I want to be last, so Casey, why don't you go ahead and make yours? Make it a good one, okay?"

"Okay." Casey stood up slowly. Natalie tried to ignore her long, slender legs, and the wet spot in the middle of her panties. Had it gotten bigger since she had taken her top off? Was Casey more into this than she'd thought? The younger girl seemed lost in thought, it felt like an eternity for Natalie, who stood in the middle of the room without a top or a bra, her breasts visible to the rest of the dorm. Even if Casey wasn't paying attention, Samantha and Wren were, and Natalie felt their gaze on her naked skin, especially Samantha's.

"Okay." Casey said again, looking up at Natalie. Her eyes were still wide, glinting with lack of confidence, she was anxious, and seemed to be battling to say what she wanted to say.

"Um, N-Natalie..." She said, "I normally wouldn't ask, but seeing as how you seem to be so into this, uh, a-and I've always wondered how other girls do it... D-do youmindmasturbatingforme?"

For a moment, Natalie stood stock still, her mind decoding the last rushed sentence, then, her heart fell, and she looked to Casey.

"You really want me to do that?"

The younger girl was blushing bright red, but still managed to nod.

"Y-yes. I've always wanted to know what it was like to see another girl do it. Um, I mean, there's porn of course, but this could be my only chance to see it in real life..."

She seemed to realise what she was asking, and quickly went on, "Uh, if you don't want to do it, you don't have to."

_No, _Natalie thought, I really do. Wren is just waiting for me to refuse an order, and then she'll drop the pictures. I didn't realise Casey was interested in me in that way, but I suppose it makes sense...

Even as her heart fell, it rose again, thumping wildly in her chest. Natalie could feel the heat spreading through her body, her womanhood was buzzing with excitement and desire, she ached to be touched, to be seen, to be used. It was a powerful feeling, and now the moment was only a short while away, she found herself almost scared of how much she wanted it. Exposing herself to strangers was one thing, but doing it in front of her friends made it a thousand times more real.