She defers to you

“Which one would you choose?” she asked, surprising you with the unexpected question.

She seemed determined to hear your opinion and from the looks of it, she was actually going to do whichever one you chose. You were confused by her decision to rely on you until you remembered her passive effect once she had reached level 2 on the KDK. Apparently, the part which says “...more likely to defer to them on decisions involving the subject themselves.” was a little stronger than you expected. This time you had given one option that was clearly more disadvantageous than the other but she still felt the need to defer to you.

The decision was a simple one for you to decide on but maybe due to it being something she herself was conflicted on, that might have been the trigger for her to ask you. Your brain was running into overdrive to imagine all the scenarios where you could use this to your advantage and it would definitely help with getting Rebecca closer to the main group but for now, you calmed yourself down and answered a still conflicted looking Rebecca.

“I think you know full well that I want to see you in just a bra and panties again. If you're worried about getting caught then you shouldn’t. There was nobody in the corridor when we came in here and I made sure the door was locked when I entered” you reassured, feeling yourself get excited at the prospect of seeing her strip.

Rebecca seemed to agree with your logic and stood up from her chair. You were also glad she wasn’t acting like some mindless drone as you could still see the embarrassment on her face but she clearly seemed to have trust in your decision. You made a promise to yourself to make sure her trust in you wasn’t misplaced and although you were a bit guilty about exploiting that trust, you were going to make sure you didn’t take it too far.

“Are you going to turn around?” Rebecca asked, breaking you out of your thoughts as your attention came back to her.

“Don’t worry. It's not like I haven’t seen you before and trust me, you looked amazing” you praised.

That seemed to be enough for her to give in as she let out a deep breath and started to undress. She took off her blazer jacket and placed it over the back of her chair before starting to undo the buttons of her shirt. You stared as the shirt slowly came undone, keeping your eyes locked on her to avoid missing a single moment of what you were being shown. Last time you had only given her a few quick glances when you knew she wasn’t looking but now you were given free rein to ogle her as you pleased.

With three buttons undone, her cleavage was accentuated and as she moved onto the other buttons, more of her creamy white skin was made visible for you to enjoy. This happened every time a subject stripped down for you but you couldn’t help but want to get your hands on her as soon as possible. You didn’t know if it was your own impatience or just that you wanted to solidify the feeling that she belonged to you and nobody else.

With the buttons removed, she pulled her arms through the sleeves and folded the shirt to put alongside her blazer. She looked nervous as she met your eyes but whatever she saw when she looked at you seemed to blow her nervousness away and managed to bring a grin to her face. Her black bra showed a deep contrast to her almost pale skin and its design looked a lot more intricate than you would have expected her to wear to the school.

Below the desk, you could hear the sound of her shoes being kicked off and her steady and almost mechanical movements were replaced with smoother ones, almost like she was dancing as she ran her hands along her sides and down to the zip on her skirt. The pencil skirt briefly clung to her hips before Rebecca slowly pulled it down, facing towards you and bending at the waist. She kept her gaze on you as she bent down, giving you the perfect view of her cleavage that she knew you couldn’t keep your eyes away from. She straightened up once her cheeks started to go a deeper shade of red and revealed that the black bra she was wearing was a matching set with her underwear. You could make out a black floral pattern in the fabric and although you wanted to look at her bare legs while you had the chance, the desk between the two of you hid them from view.

The skirt joined the rest of her outfit on the back of the chair and her hands seemed to instinctively move to the back of her bra before she stopped herself from undoing it. You weren’t about to **** her to take off any more when you had already told her how far you wanted her to go and gave her a good look over before she sat back down in her chair.

She gave you a nod and you took that as your cue to get up from your own chair and make your way around the desk to join her, grabbing the stuff you needed from your bag as you did so. You saw her throat make a nervous gulp as you got close and quickly reached for your phone once you were behind her and out of her line of sight.

Activating ‘Loose Lips’

While you had a brief moment, you used her active effect to hopefully get her feeling more honest with her own feelings as you continued with your experiment. With the active now on, you closed out of the app and hid your phone away before placing your notebook and your stopwatch on the desk for the both of you to see. You rested both of your hands on her shoulders to try and relax her before realising the premise was to try and keep her embarrassed.

“Sorry I was gonna try and calm you down but that defeats the purpose of you stripping down. I might try a couple of things once the timer starts but remember you can use the safe word if you think I’m going too far” you explained, giving yourself an out just in case you went overboard.

You placed one hand against her neck and gently moved it until you could feel her pulse beneath your fingers. From what you remembered it did seem quicker than your usual benchmark but you still felt compelled to tease her just a little before you started. You left your right hand against her neck while slowly tracing a finger from your left down the arch of her back. She had leaned forward in her chair since you had come around the desk, giving you plenty of space to run you all the way down her back until your arm straightened out towards the base of her spine.

You slowly brought your finger back up until you reached her bra strap and ran your finger under it before quickly starting the timer. You repeated the same motion while the timer continued, occasionally bringing your finger to trace around the side of her bra while you were focussing on counting her pulse.

You kept track of the number and as the timer was about to reach the full 60 seconds, you could tell that her pulse was slowing down back to normal. You knew she was expecting this to be over but just as the timer hit 60, you took your left hand and quickly undid the strap on the back of her bra.

You didn’t expect it to come undone so smoothly but the strap snapped open with only your one hand, releasing all the tension it held and caused Rebecca’s arms to tighten on the front of her chest. She quickly made a panicked noise but held back when you shushed her and tapped on the timer to tell her it was still running.

You carried on recording her raised pulse and turned your remaining attention towards her bare back. You found the sight strangely erotic and ran your fingers over where the strap had previously been, watching goosebumps appear wherever your finger traced. The much quicker pulse told you that your plan had worked and with the remaining time left, you couldn't help but try and sneak a glance at her cleavage over her shoulder.

The bra had essentially become useless and her arms were pressing her boobs closer to her chest, making her cleavage that much more pronounced. As much as you wanted to continue staring in case she somehow slipped up and revealed more than she should, the timer was working against you and quickly reached the 120 seconds mark that you had been counting up towards.