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A College Game | AnkleBerry | 6

 

I couldn't be as simple as that, choosing the nice, reasonably discreet nightie must mean something harder would be planned and the very thought of parading around like a burlesque girl terrified her. Crotchless panties it would be then. They couldn't expect her to fully expose herself like that, there must be more to it. Oddly, it felt like the safest option.

Hurriedly undressing herself, Anna couldn't help but notice how hard her nipples had gotten, just thinking about what might be to come. They would be poking out for all to see without a bra in the way! Slinging her already damp panties on to the pile of her clothes, she slid up the new ones, thanking her lucky star for her wax last night! She wasn't going to be wearing these with a bush! Then, on came the bra, just her size! She tried to arrange it so that her nipples could hide behind some of the cup that was still there, but it was just too uncomfortable. This bra was specially designed to only be wearable in the way they wanted it.

Anna couldn't believe she was doing this, looking in the mirror, she might as well be naked and she had to show the girl behind the counter yet. Using her arms as best she could to cover herself, Anna walked slowly back out to the storefront. Diane was gone, but the man with the laptop was back. He was behind the counter, looking like he worked there until he turned to grin at her.

"Now, now, you can't be covering yourself up!" he chided her, "that would ruin all the fun, wouldn't it?"

Slowly, haltingly, she lowered her arms. She let this strange man, who she had never met before, see her rock hard nipples and her smooth crotch, her clit already poking out, whether he could see that though, she did not know. She could see his eyes though. They were all over her body. First her chest, straining to escape the bra, then tracing a long line down to her exposed pussy lips, and back up.

"So, what do you think?" she asked, her confidence returning when she saw the significant bulge she had caused in his pants.

"I think you need to get on with the next task, before the next girl arrives." Next girl! There were more coming here! How many were there? "Go back into the changing rooms, you naughty little slut, but this time, go into the next stall along. You'll know what to do."

Interesting. She turned to follow his instructions and could feel his stare, boring into her firm behind as she left. She walked into the next stall to find a TV, nothing else. It clicked on, a video tape. It was her, in the other stall, taking her clothes off! She had been recorded! There she was, swaying her hips slightly as she pulled her skirt down, then her thong to go with it. She had to admit, she was one sexy woman! Standing there on the TV screen, totally nude, staring at her hard nipples in the mirror, she was turning herself on even more!

Then the phone rang. She darted back to her clothes and answered it.

"This video will be played on all the advertising screens around the mall, unless you do exactly as we say."

 

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