Yuki gets caught

Chapter originally by Apollo on writing dot com

After no doubt passing the Gingerbread Man, the path out of school begins to quickly disappear and the gate in the fence is getting closer and closer. The pain in Yuki's breasts seems almost nonexistent as a wide smile spreads across her face. Yuki's practically off school grounds already, and she can already see herself back home fully clothed.​

"YUKI SHIMIZU!" The familiar voice of Ms. Micheli pierces through Yuki's fantasy and bringing her back to Earth.

Every impulse in her brain tells Yuki to keep running, knowing all too well that her state of undress during this run and her history with Ms. Micheli could only turn this nightmare into hell on earth. And the fear consuming her only reiterate this clarion call. However, with terror enveloping her, Yuki loses all of her coordination and quickly tripped over her own foot. Luckily her hands shoot out in front to catch herself and her breasts work to cushion the fall, saving her from any serious injuries and concealing her boobs, but there's no solace in this break for Yuki, who's now frozen in fear on the pavement with her bare butt aimed up in the air.

As if the rough concrete against her sensitive nipples wasn't enough to remind Yuki of her nakedness, a hand roughly grabs her shoulder and spins her around and pulls her back on her feet, bringing her face to face with the cheerleaders' coach and exposing her entirety to the open air. Ms. Micheli's firm grip on Yuki's right arm makes running impossible, leaving Yuki standing there with a quivering lip and a left arm frozen in fear against her side. Worse yet, not a single thought of how to get out of this enters Yuki's mind. Whatever comes her way, Yuki has no means of escaping the full **** of it.

"There had better be a good explanation for this, young lady!" Ms. Micheli barks, her eyes roaming Yuki's naked flesh.

The shrill voice of the coach can't snap Yuki back this time, her lips keep moving but make no noise. It takes a sharp fingernail flicking her engorged nipples to get Yuki to show any signs of life, but it doesn't do much. Even after rehearing the question, Yuki still can't wrap her head around this whole ordeal, and has a sneaking suspicion Ms. Micheli probably has a better chance of helping her if she doesn't rat out Trisha.

"I was showering after gym and someone stole my clothes," Yuki sighs. "I don't know why they left my shoes and socks, but they did. I guess they thought it would be more embarrassing this way or something."

"I guess that plan failed then, huh?" Ms. Micheli replies, her gaze now focusing on Yuki's limp arm.

With a gasp, Yuki swiftly brings her free hand between her legs, covering the only thing she thought she could cover. Upon contact, Yuki's eyes bulge out, and she's suddenly very glad she covered her pussy. The sopping wet hand must be covering lady parts that were previously shining like a star in the sky, only confusing Yuki even further. How this fearful situation could be turning on Yuki was absolutely baffling to the au naturel Asian.

"Yuki," Ms. Micheli continues, "did you really think I'd buy this stupid story?"

"Wh-But..."

​"You must think I'm a real moron if you thought I wouldn't notice how much you're enjoying this."

"I'm not..."

"Well fine. If you want to act like that, we'll play it your way: you have nothing in the locker room and have to streak home, so I won't be sending you in to dress."

A cry escapes Yuki's lips. She wanted to protest and had every intention to voice her objections, but both the futility of it and the shock of this ordeal turned those cries for help into an incomprehensible cry. Unfortunately, the look in her teacher's eyes told Yuki her torment had just begun. And the situation only gets worse before that.

"Check out, Yuki!" a familiar voice calls.

Emerging from the side door is the cheerleading squad and they're pulling out their camera phones left and right. All except for one of them, who already had hers out before she drew all eyes onto Yuki. With a mocking wave and triumphant smile from Trisha, the last of Yuki's hope drains away as she predicts her **** will extend well beyond this one day.

Ignoring all the cat calls from her squad, Ms. Micheli continues, "And, I still have to punish you for violation of the school dress code and disruption of school activities. And I know just the punishment."

Turning to face the cheerleaders, she finishes, "I need to go back inside to get the materials I need to punish Yuki, so please keep a close eye on her. If she gets away, I'll do much worse to all of you."

As the coach runs into the building, the girls run in the opposite direction to surround their helpless captive and capture her nude form from all sorts of angles. While the world could no longer see Yuki freely at this moment, the formation and camera phones succeed in making Yuki feel more exposed, knowing she's liable to be viewed much more later. Even regaining use of her other arm and protecting her breasts from any further exposure didn't help. However, topping the list thus far is the firm smack on the rear. Yuki turns to see Trisha once again breathing down her neck. It's taking everything Yuki has left to keep herself from breaking down crying.

With Ms. Micheli's return, Trisha whispers the final thoughts in her ear, soft enough to avoid being heard by any of the other girls.

"Welcome to hell, you filthy seductress."