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Chapter 6
by Eruco91
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Settling in
A few moments later she began to stir, the first thing Cindi noticed before she had even opened her eyes again was that she was still strapped to the exam table the gentle jostling telling her that they were moving over a decently smooth concrete path. The second thing Cindi noticed when she opened her eyes was that the gown had not been put back on. The third thing she noticed is that while a majority of the crowd had dispersed. Distracted by other goings on around the sprawling campus. Erin and her group were still walking along side them, a some of them still pointing cameras at the young coeds toned body, while a couple chatted amicably with Erin and Adam, and the rest stayed glued to their phones and the social media splash they were making, occasionally showing their phones to each other and laughing.
Cindi had held it back as long as she could, she knew it was a mistake even as she started, but she found the words escaping of their own volition.
"Where the fuck is robe? Who the fuck do you people think you are? Do you have any idea the pull my father has? You're all about to homeless by the time I get through with...rphh dhhh uhk"
She was cut off and muffled as they stopped and Erin placed a gag in her mouth holding it down on each side with her hands. Erin leaned in close and spoke with a hardness in her voice that made Cindi shiver.
"Your robe is gone, probably walked off with a tourist as a souvenir. Your father is the reason you're here. You are a spoiled brat with a superiority complex who has humiliated and hurt a lot of people. The faster you learn to ditch the oversized ego and treat people with respect the easier this is going to be for you, until you can do it on your own we're going to humble you with nudity. Oh and one last thing, if you ever threaten me again I'll see to it your bleached asshole and that pretty little pussy of yours is put on display in the middle of times square. Now I'm going to lift this from your mouth and the only thing I want to hear you say is "yes Ma'am" otherwise I'm tying it on, do you understand me?"
When Cindi only replied with a glare Erin began to move in with the gag again.
"Yes Ma'am" she grudgingly said making the words sound as much like "fuck you" as she could given the circumstances.
"Better, we'll work on it" Came Erin's reply back in her usual chipper tones.
Adam was busy scribbling on his clipboard with a frown on his face.
They got to the med without further incident. Cindi was pushed into an exam room relieved to once again have some semblance of privacy. The doctor did a brief examination of her pelvic region but had seen her medical records and felt no need to further violate the poor girl with a full exam. She was finally released from the exam table by the same female orderly who strapped her in. Relief flooded the coed as she was once again able to move freely, shaking the fatigue from her limbs she gingerly stood. Her hope of being given another robe was answered and as she was led back into the waiting area.
Erin and her group had left to explore the rest of the campus and get some lunch.
The next hour went by in a blur without much incident. She was taken to the clothing supply where she was stood in front of a three mirror setup in the middle of the store to be fitted, Cindi barely noticing the few people mulling around behind her. She hardly minded the lack of change room as she dressed in the middle of the store, The feeling of relief that fell over the young coed finally fully dressed for the first time since getting on the bus that morning was indescribable, she closed her eyes relishing in the feeling.
Walking out the door to the clothing supply carrying a box of uniforms, now dressed in a Tartan skirt reaching a third of the way down her thighs over hip hugging boyshorts, her top covered in a short sleeved button up shirt and tie of the same design as her skirt. Bras were reserved for women D-cup or larger but she was just thankful to be covered. Adam began leading her to her dorm while pointing out features of the campus. Cindi was shocked at how normal everything seemed, with the exception of the various punishment stations they passed (about 1 in 5 being occupied). They passed athletic fields, a fountain, the school seal, various school buildings. People playing frisbee in the quad, sunbathing, doing homework, standing around and talking. Indeed with the a few exceptions this could be any college campus in America all be it with more camera carrying tourist. Less than a quarter of the population she passed were in any sort of indecent state, usually topless, with the occasional bottomless or naked girl sprinkled in. They stopped at the cafeteria briefly to grab a box lunch on the way to the dorms.
A few hours later Cindi was laying under the blankets of her bed in her new dormroom, the clock on the wall showing 6:43 in the evening. She was once again naked, her uniform having fallen off her 10 minutes after she arrived, she was reading up on the school policies looking for any loophole or avenue to escape. The events of the day already beginning to feel like a bad dream.
Cindi wasn't exactly shy she had done a fair amount of nude modeling for different artists and photographers, had gone to nude beaches on vacation and even posted herself online anonymously a few times, relishing in the attention of the masses. But it was different when someone else was making the decisions. She was the boss! She hated feeling powerless, and yet in her own room alone and outside of the situation the memory of her embarrassment seemed somehow to shrink as she remembered all of the eyes on her naked body, the feeling of climaxing before so many attentive eyes, shoving past each other all wanting to see every inch of her. Without fully realizing what she was doing her hand had drifted between her legs and her covering had been kicked off. Unaware of the dozens of VIP members watching her from the several built in cameras of her dorm. For the next several minutes Cindi relished in taking back control, expertly rubbing and penetrating herself with practiced precision, just as she was about to crest over the peek into an intense orgasm panting and sweat covered, her door swung open without so much as a knock.
In the doorway stood Erin with wide grin on her face.
"Oh my, no need to stop on my account I'll wait. Oh, finished then? Come with me, no need to get dressed" She said with a smirk...
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Madam Warwicks Academy for Troubled Youth.
Warwicks is a very selective reform school in upstate New York. School officials (and special guests) can set the girls clothing to fail at the push of a button.
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