Dragged along

Naked Lauren was flopped down on a hard plastic chair. Hands bound behind her back, she was still totally bare. She crossed her legs and hunched over.

"Could I get a blanket or something?" She asked desperately.

"No blankets here." The guard said, sitting at his computer. He was dismissive of her nudity... but she wasn't! She was fucking naked!

The guard asked her name. He pulled up her student file. He left the room, talking on his phone for a while. All the while, Lauren stared down at herself. Her bare body. Her greatest shame, her tiny tits, were exposed, each perked with an excited nipple. Below that her slight stomach, leading down a clean shaven crotch slightly obscured by two crossed thighs. She stared, she obsessed, as the agonizing moments passed. Why oh why didn't she look the way she wanted to?

Suddenly the door opened. In walked the security guard followed by...