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Ramp it up more.

Chapter 42 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

"Let's push it more, sweetie. Are you ready?"

You purse your lips tight, and breath loudly through your nose. With a quiet whimper, you nod.

"All right. Remember our safe word, because it's going to get even more thrilling. If you're this worked up now, what's going to happen if we take it farther? Just out of curiosity, how far have you taken it before?"

You think back, and wonder if you should even tell a single part of that tale.

"Please?" she asks with pleading eyes. "While you stand out here all vulnerable, I want to know what kinda stuff you've done before. Just a taste."

You can't say no to that face. The first thing you mention is that you've never really done anything like this until the day prior. That's when your awakening happened. Not wanting to say too much, you explain how you ended up in the park, but without your panties, after they tore on a fence... and also the rest of your clothes. You were trying desperately to get somewhere safe, dodging people on the street, until you made your way between two houses to rest. At that point, you were so thrilled that... Well, you don't tell her the next part about finishing yourself.

She looks surprised. "You're such a naughty girl. And so bold. I wish I could be more like you."

You look bashful. Does she really mean that?

"All right. Here we go. I want you to close your eyes and count to ten, all right?"

You gulp, but close your eyes. Ten. Nine. Eight... Three. Two. One.

After opening your eyes, you look around confused. Hannah isn't anywhere to be seen. Then, you look to the left of the door to see her standing in the window of the dining hall with a key in her hand. She dangles it around, trying to make you realize your situation. She has locked you out.

You have to find out for yourself. Quickly, you run up to the door and twist, fighting through the pleasure of the underwear, but the knob doesn't budge. You keep one arm around your tits, but continue to helplessly tug on the door, hoping it'll open. It's no use. You're trapped outside in only a skirt, socks, and shoes. After backing away again, you look around yourself for the millionth time. Now if someone shows up though, you'll really be screwed.

Your chest heaves up and down. Your legs tremble. Its just like that other day, but somehow it's even worse. You were naked then, so it isn't far off, but knowing you're in this contained environment orchestrated by Hannah, yet still completely trapped, is incredibly exhilarating. Not only that, but you're limited on movement. It almost feels like... you have movement you can expend, and once you've used it all up, you'll...

She pulls the window open, and you consider diving straight through. However, the opening is small, and you'd only get stuck. Then you'd really be on display.

"How are you feeling now, sweetie? Having fun in the yard? I'd actually really like you to do something for me while you're out there."

She wants you to do even more? You could pass out right now from all the blood rushing to your head.

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