The Prefect, Parts 51-52
Part 51
Kaitlyn was thrilled with how things had gone with Elise.
In truth, she had not remotely planned for such escalation. Not that she ever had much of a plan at all. When waiting around for the stuck-up prefect to arrive, Kaitlyn mostly considered ideas that would take the blonde down a peg or two. Like making her leave in Anna’s uniform, when the smaller outfit wouldn’t adhere to the academy’s rules about skirt length and such. Or getting to her to kiss a girl, as something that Kaitlyn could forever hold over her head regardless of how tame the little peck might be.
But then Elise ended up being such a pushover! Seriously, how had a girl like that ended up as a prefect?
Sure, Kaitlyn was well adept at manipulation. However, that didn’t mean she was good enough to snap her fingers and get anything she wanted. Not right away, at least. Girls required a clever foundation of either friendship or intimidating, depending on who it was. Anna and Caroline were obviously the former, though the majority of girls were the latter. Popularity through fear was quite successful in Kaitlyn’s experience. Boys were a lot more simple, albeit complicated enough that it wasn’t merely a matter of batting her eyes and showing a little cleavage. The most obedient boys were the ones who consistently thought they had a chance with her, to the point where she could wrap them around her finger without them realizing that their obsessive pining and dedication would never actually lead anywhere.
Then there was Elise, who ultimately ended up being easier than said desperate/horny boys. Kaitlyn had expected her to balk at the idea of seven tasks, or perhaps to storm out when Kaitlyn twisted the uniform task to include taking literally everything off that didn’t belong to Anna. But Elise stayed. The girl either had some serious tunnel vision when it came to getting her prefect materials back, or was naturally submissive and didn’t realize how deep the desire to be dominated was buried underneath her repressed, prudish personality.
It could easily have been a combination of both, but the devious redhead was beginning to lean more towards the latter. Why else would a girl who was supposed to be in charge so easily give up her power? Elise could have walked away before it was too late, but instead she opted to strip down and make herself more and more vulnerable until she had fallen past the point of no return. And Kaitlyn knew that the blonde wasn’t actually a lesbian, which made the girl/girl stuff particularly amusing. Either she had successfully turned dear Elise over the course of the ordeal–a lovely fantasy, despite how unlikely it was–or at least awakened some curiosity in the girl. That, or Elise had become obedient to the point that she would do things with another girl simply because not going along with it would make her a bad girl. Kaitlyn assumed it was curiosity, since the majority of girls had some form of a spectrum there. Although if Elise was truly straight, that would be its own kind of fun.
As a dominant girl, Kaitlyn had greatly enjoyed flexing her power in such a way. It was the furthest she had ever gone with another girl, which was especially satisfying due to the fact that Elise was both older and a girl that was supposed to be an authority figure in her life. Kaitlyn had handcuffed the occasional partner, slapped a few people around, etc., but all of that paled in comparison to what she put Elise through. Public nudity, extensive time in clamps, slaps that had the girl quivering by the end, all of which was rounded out by the naked girl spreading her legs and getting herself off in front of everyone. The cherry on top? She did it while looking at Anna.
By the end of it all, Kaitlyn was a little too high on her power trip. The more practical move would have been dressing Elise up in Anna’s uniform like how things had started out, and sending her on her way. It would be the same handbook violation as before, only this time as the blonde wrestled with how she had fucked herself for an audience and lost all semblance of dignity and authority when it came to the ten girls that lived in the suite together. Except Kaitlyn couldn’t help herself. Seeing the blonde prefect buck naked and wonderfully submissive was just too much. So instead of giving Elise anything at the end of it all, Kaitlyn simply shoved the fully nude girl out of the common room and into the public hallway.
While deeply satisfying, it was also beyond impulsive. Because though Kaitlyn had given a pretty harsh warning to the blonde, there was no telling whether or not someone would coax the truth out of her while she was vulnerable from not only being undressed, but also from everything she had recently gone through. And, sure enough, that ended up happening sooner rather than later. Elise shared a portion of the events with Melanie, another prefect in charge of the first-year dorms.
For a moment, Kaitlyn had been worried she was going to get in some serious trouble for what she did to Elise. Instead, things ended up working out for the redhead just like they always did. Melanie fucking agreed that Elise was a little bit stuck-up, and perhaps something like this would be good for her. Granted, the dirty blonde said it in a rather clever prefect way that more or less implied she was only going to help in ways that ultimately kept her blameless if anyone else found out. That was just fine for Kaitlyn. Semantics and roundabout ‘help’ aside, she basically had lucked into a partnership with a prefect who would keep Elise in line when Kaitlyn wasn’t around herself to keep tabs on the girl. She and Melanie had different motivations, sure, but it would work all the same.
Now that it was clear that Elise would deal with more nudity than beyond the show Kaitlyn had orchestrated in her common room, it was time to push the other agenda–making Elise a lesbian at an all girls’ school.
Kaitlyn doubted her intimidation tactics would be enough to keep the other seven girls in the suite from gossipping and, honestly, didn’t particularly mind if that detail got out. In classic ‘secret’ fashion, she imagined seven girls meant that seven ‘close friends’ would be told within 24 hours. Those close friends would have their own close friends, and so on. As long as her suitemates kept their fucking mouths shut about all the other stunts Kaitlyn pulled, it was fine if Elise’s new sexuality got out.
And, to breathe life into the rumor? Anna had been sent off for a date with Elise. Kaitlyn had considered going herself, as she enjoyed fooling around with girls and could only imagine the look on the blonde’s face when she opened the door. But Anna was in the midst of exploring her own sexuality, which made her the perfect candidate to ‘date’ Miss Elise. It’s why Kaitlyn had nominated her for all the fun earlier.
Anna had been coached before heading over, of course, all of which gravitated around one important goal–the cute brunette would be spending the night. Whether anything sexual happened or not between them, Anna and Elise would share a bed.
Part 52
Elise’s heart was practically pounding out of her chest as the door opened from the other side. She was standing off to the side, on the chance that Anna didn’t take things as carefully as Melanie did. Logically, the naked blonde knew that the common room had to be empty. Not just because her co-prefect had texted her the all clear, but also since it would be easy to hear a conversation happening in the common room on the other side of the door if Anna had run into another prefect who would have asked what a first-year was doing in what was usually an exclusive space.
Of course, Elise was very much not thinking logically at the moment. So she tucked herself by the wall so the door wouldn’t swing open to reveal her still fully naked self. It would almost seem like the room was empty as Anna opened the door, save for the fact that Elise had literally just invited her in. Although her spot was out of direct view, it wasn’t particularly hidden. The moment the familiar brunette stepped through the door, she turned towards Elise. “Oh, hey,” she said. Fully contrasting the naked prefect before her, Anna was wearing her complete uniform. “Ready for our lesbian date?”
The petite girl was holding a cafeteria tray that was piled up with way more food than she could possibly eat alone, and was wearing a backpack as well. Not entirely unusual, considering how much of an emphasis Edgewood put on academics, but noticeable nonetheless when Elise had nothing in comparison. “Umm,” she muttered, not sure what to say. Elise’s arms had partially lifted by reflex, but she managed to avoid covering any of the areas that mattered. ‘No covering allowed.’ Anna’s size was deceptive, as she had already proven multiple times that there was a reason she was part of Kaitlyn’s little trio. And even if the small brunette didn’t chastise her or punish her in some way, there was that same thought as before in terms of how Melanie or Kaitlyn could easily hear about the broken rule.
Also, did Anna really have to phrase it like that? ‘Lesbian date.’ The first word had so much weight to it. It was redundant in a way, considering they were both girls, but also enforced that Elise was just into girls rather than being bi. The blonde was still clinging to the hope that she could somehow swing this whole thing as being curious/temporarily bisexual if anyone beyond Kaitlyn’s suite found out. More like ‘when.’ Because while the cruel redhead had a way about controlling and influencing her peers, keeping seven girls from gossiping was a pretty tall order. And for Elise knew, Kaitlyn could have just been putting on a show for Elise at the time. There was always the chance she had greenlit said gossip.
Either way, Elise needed a cover story in case she was asked about it. Maybe she was merely exploring with her own gender, and the rumors had exaggerated a number of the details. After all, so many girls did similar things while attending a school that only had the one option. At least, the most convenient option in terms of proximity and such. As if that wasn’t enough of a cliché, there was also the schoolgirl outfit. All the proof was in the very suite Elise was worried about–Kaitlyn and Maya hadn’t hesitated in the slightest to feel her up and make comments that suggested they were into such things. If not, it was a pretty convincing performance. The other girls had been more into the boob slaps than anything else, but there had been plenty of staring. It was impossible to sort out how much of that was because Elise was their prefect and standing naked in front of them vs. if they actually appreciated what they saw. And, of course, there was Anna and all the inappropriate activity between them so far.
Now she was in Elise’s room.
Not knowing what else to say, the exposed blonde merely said, “Sure.” It’s not like it was a real date, right? Just a label designed to keep the ‘lesbian’ thing going. Objectively, Anna was the girl Elise would have preferred this to be with, but not because she was actually into her. While the cute/innocent look was still difficult to handle when it came to the first-year, she and Elise had already done stuff together. The damage had been done, so potentially doing it again was slightly less daunting than starting from square one with Caroline, for example. Or any other common room girl Kaitlyn could have sent, if she decided to go outside her trio.
“Nervous, babe?” she giggled. Closing the door with her foot, Anna stepped farther into the room and placed the tray down on the floor. “Where’s your phone?”
Elise was feeling nervous, and perpetually awkward about how they were opposites in terms of being dressed/undressed. The unexpected pet name normally reserved for significant others kept her off balance enough to blurt out the answer without even thinking. “On my desk.”
“Cool!” she exclaimed, “One sec.” Retrieving the phone, Anna walked up to Elise and looked up into her eyes with a smile. Anna placed her non-phone hand on one of the bare girl’s breasts, then leaned up and gently locked lips with her.
“I-” Elise cut herself off before Anna kissed her. Her voice caught in her throat, and she had absolutely no idea what to say before the intimate/inappropriate touch turned into something more. Her chance to speak evaporated as Anna’s lips met hers, and Elise reciprocated with a bit of pressure before coming to her senses again. Slightly pulling back, but allowing the hand to remain so as to not ‘freak out’ and perhaps fall into the trap that this potentially was, she murmured, “Anna . . . dinner will get cold.”
This was going to be a very delicate balance. Anna was more Kaitlyn’s friend than she was Elise’s date. That meant walking the line of playing along while not letting things get out of control. Again.
Rather than responding right away, Anna brushed her lips against Elise’s before opening her eyes. That same deep blue as before, only her gaze was a lot more confident than it had been during that first kiss. “You’re right,” she said. After a beat, she went on, “I’ll get our meal sorted. Take some nudes for me in the meantime?”
Elise didn’t expect that. Not that she had any idea what to expect about all this, but still. “What?” she asked. Taking a reluctant step back, both in response to the task at hand as well as how Anna’s thumb brushed her nipple, Elise stared at the brunette and tried to figure out if she was serious. Also, how was her body so susceptible to such a simple gesture? It had been so long since she had reached that mortifying peak, and yet apparently there was still some fire lingering in her body from the variety of neverending teases leading up to it.
“Nudes, babe,” Anna smiled. Giving a solid squeeze to Elise’s bare breast, she said, “You know, selfies while you’re naked? Or body, but no face? For me, you should do both,” she winked.
“But, I’ve never-”
That’s as far as she got before Anna gave an even more effective squeeze than before. “That’s okay. It will be on your phone. Harmless, right?”