The Movie Night

A few hours after that, movie night was in full swing. The dorm shared a single communal living room, as well as a kitchen, and a bathroom, and the living room was furnished with an old sofa, as well as a few chairs. Really, they were quite patchwork, but students didn't tend to care. Against one wall, there was a table, the same one that had been the centre of Natalie's humiliation earlier. Against the other wall, a large television, set up with a nest of snake-like wires that curled around a laptop which was currently serving as the source of the movies they were watching. The lights had been turned down low, and the room was shrouded in darkness, the screen of the TV bright and enticing, and the smell of food filled the room. Popcorn had been made and handed out, and the four girls were each watching the movie in their own way.

Casey, her brown hair cut short and tied into a ponytail, was sitting with her legs crossed on the ground, her emerald eyes flashing with reflected light from the screen. Samantha was sitting by the table, her expression more neutral, but the fact that she hadn't left meant she was probably enjoying it. Natalie was sitting on the sofa, which was big enough for three, but currently housed only two. The other, of course, was Wren.

Natalie was hyper aware of her current situation. Sitting on the sofa, her legs were crossed under her, trying to negate the likelihood of an accidental flashing. The excited buzz of conversation filled the room, the movie finally coming to an end and the credits starting to roll.

"That was really good!" Casey said, jumping up with a smile. "I didn't expect you to show us a movie like that, Wren, but I really enjoyed it!"

"It was a bit on the risque side." Samantha commented from her table. "But I suppose that didn't ruin the fun."

"Risque is....a bit of a theme for tonight." Wren said. "Pretty sure no one in this room has a boyfriend right now, so I thought it might be a good idea to choose a certain type of movie."

Casey flushed a little at the implication of what Wren was saying. The youngest of them all, Casey was also the one who was the most shy when it came to sex, boyfriends and relationships.

Wren smiled. As luck would have it, it was her night to choose the movies they watched. The others hadn't realised what was happening, but Natalie was pretty sure she knew what was going on. Wren had chosen a series of movies focused on sexual themes, and layered them, playing the most harmless first, and then slowly getting deeper and deeper. The other two had no reason to suspect there was anything amiss here, Wren's choices were subtle, and carefully thought over. Some of the movies were openly sexual, but some of them were not, posing their themes in different ways, all of which eventually tied back into sexuality. Added to this, Wren had supplied enough **** that both Casey and Samantha were fairly buzzed, though neither was truly drunk.

All of this, Natalie realised, was to set the scene for the real game later in the night. She wanted it to seem innocent, like something that had happened due to the movies they'd chosen accidentally, rather than a purposefully created chance. The worst part was, Natalie couldn't say anything about her, and she wasn't allowed to drink any of the **** either. So she simply sat on the sofa, and clutched her cola as Casey and Samantha were slowly immersed in this atmosphere of desire. Natalie could already see its effects on Casey, her face was flushed, and her cheeks were red. Especially during the sex scenes, or the scenes which were otherwise tied to sex, she would breath faster and lean forwards, clearly taken in by the moment. Natalie wondered if she was a virgin, she showed such fascination with the more raunchy scenes, as though it were something she longed to experience first hand.

Samantha was more reserved, but even she wasn't immune to the deepening atmosphere of sexuality, she was sitting at her table, with her eyes glued to the screen, watching the movies roll by. She seemed reserved and distant, but there was a touch of colour to her face, and a slight hint of focus to her eyes which claimed otherwise. Wren had been right, Samantha hadn't had a boyfriend for quite some time, and so, in spite of her more cautious nature, she was being drawn in as well, the whole thing becoming something of a release for her.

Natalie had to admit, Wren really was a master manipulator. She'd known it beforehand, of course, but she had never realised just how casually or easily Wren could play someone, or turn their nature against them. In a normal environment, neither Casey nor Samantha would be down to do anything remotely sexual, but now the atmosphere was thick with unspoken thoughts, and desires. Heat ran to every face, and the tone of the relationship had suddenly changed, drastically.

The next movie involved a group of girls who got together during a sleep over to play a series of games, those games slowly got more and more sexual in nature, verging into what seemed to Natalie to be outright porn.

halfway through the movie, Casey shook her head, a tinge of colour to her cheeks as she turned to the other girls.

"You know, I've never really got the point of these stories. About the whole sleep over thing. Is it just a fantasy some guy made up and then boys just kept feeding into?"

"Sleepovers, you mean?" Wren blinked. "I mean, I wasn't the most social kid, but I had a few of them when I was young.."

"No..." Casey blushed a little, "I mean the sort of things that you're supposed to do during them... you know, like truth or dare, or spin the bottle. It always seems to end up really naughty in the movies, but I can't think of any time it actually did in real life. D-did any of you ever get involved with something like that?"

She sounded so unsure as she said it, as if this was a subject she would not normally broach.

"I've never done anything like that." Natalie lied.

"It does seem rather cinematic." Samantha agreed, after a moment. "I don't think I've ever had anything like that crop up at a sleepover or party. Not that I attended many of those."

"What's the matter?" Wren asked, as Casey's shoulders slumped. "Are you disappointed?"

"W-what? N-no!" The younger girl protested, her face flushing brightly at the accusation. "That would be silly, wouldn't it? Why would anyone ever want to do something like that!"

"We could if you wanted." Wren said, her voice was low, a husky whisper that made Natalie shiver. Casey stopped mid-sentence, looking at the Asian girl as if she were mad.

"W-what?"

"Well..." Wren said, and Natalie began to see why she had set up things the way she had, "If you really want to do something like that, we're all gathered here, aren't we? We still have a few more hours before the movie night is over, so we could have a game or two while we watched. It's not like anyone here would ever tell. There;s just me, Natalie, Samantha and you, Casey. We all trust each other, right?"

"I...." Casey froze, as if trying to process what Wren was saying.

"Are you into that kind of thing, Wren?" Samantha asked from her table. "That isn't exactly what I was expecting to be asked to do tonight."

"I'm not into it, no." Wren replied, "But if Casey wants to try something a little risque, I say we should support her. We're all friends, right? It might feel a bit weird at first, but I'm sure it'd bring us closer together in the end."

Samantha seemed to think about this for a moment.

"It seems strange to me," She said at last. "Strange and weird, no matter how much you say it isn't. I'm not really into girls, and unless you've been hiding something from me, that rather rules you - or anyone else in the room - out as a romantic partner."

"It's not about partners." Wren said, "It's about having fun, about feeling the rush of blood, doing something you've always been told is naughty, the idea of the forbidden. Aren't you curious what it would be like, Sam? I know you're not a virgin, but you've never done anything like this, aren't you at least curious about how it would feel? Don't you want to try something new?"

This line of reasoning seemed to appeal to the older girl. Samantha said nothing for a few moments, sitting back in her chair with a look of consideration on her face.

"This is insane..." Casey said at least, her voice sounding strangled. "We're not....we're not like that... I mean, I know I said I was curious...and maybe I wanted to see what it was like... but I didn't expect..."

"It seems fun." Wren said carefully. "A little dash of danger, a little thrill. It wouldn't do any harm, would it? Would anyone here think less of the others if we did do something like that? Casey, if you saw me naked, would you respect me less?"

"N-No! of course not!" Casey squeaked. "It's just that you're my friend, Wren. I never thought you had to have talks like this with your friends!"

"Usually, you don't." Wren chuckled. "But I like to think I'm opened minded. What do you think, Natalie? You've been quiet for a while."

This was the moment where Wren expected her to jump in as support. Both Casey and Samantha were on the sidelines, teetering between yes and no. Wren couldn't push it any more without being utterly obvious about what she was doing. But if Natalie chimed in as support, then the others might still be swayed. She felt her teeth worrying away at her lower lip, her mind working fast, trying to figure out what she should do or say. Ultimately, Wren wanted her to put the final chain on her own neck, arguing the other two into seeing her humiliation. Neither Casey nor Samantha even suspected it, but Wren was using them as her tools, making Natalie shift and writhe in her seat as she weighed the options she had open to her.

Casey looked at her as an older sister, a role model. Would she still do that if she saw Natalie being humiliated and degraded? And Samantha was someone who she wanted to respect her, someone she looked up to. How would that change if Sam saw what Wren was going to do to her?

Weighed against this, the photos that Wren already had, and the chance of it ruining her life forever. Natalie felt her heart beating in her throat, and then, with great ****, bowed to the inevitable.

"I think it's a good idea." She said, ignoring how Casey spun to look at her, her eyes wide and disbelieving. Natalie felt wretched, like she was lying, but the keen knowledge of the power that Wren had over her was like a blade in her mind. Both Casey and Samantha had swung to look at her now, and she could feel their surprise radiating outwards from them. She kept her hands at her sides, so the others wouldn't see how they were shaking.

"I think that of Casey really wants to try something like that, it's better to do it here with her friends than with strangers, right?" Natalie went on. "I think that Wren is right, we all trust each other, don't we? If...if we do this, then we can do it in one night, and then if we want, never speak about it again. But wouldn't you all rather at least know what it is like? I...I think that I would..."

"Thanks, Natalie." Wren said, "That was well said."

She had a gloating look to her face though, that made it clear she had expected nothing less. For a long moment, the other two considered, then Samantha sighed.

"Well, fine. So long as it just stays between us, I suppose. Maybe its the **** talking, but I guess I am a little curious what it would be like to do something like that."

Casey blushed as they all looked back at her, her face was pointed towards the ground, but they could see the red spreading over her face, even to her ears. "I--I...."

She gulped, looking up at them at last.

"If you're all sure..." She said."I mean, it's always kind of been something I wanted to try but...I never thought... I mean.... it was always some childish fantasy..."

"Well, we'll see how childish you see it as by the end of the night." Wren said with a wink that made the other girl turn even redder.