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**Part 29**

Tasks.

Elise had forgotten about those completely. Because, in the grand scheme of things, everything she had gone through recently made the first few tasks seem like nothing. Putting on Anna’s uniform, kissing the girl; what were some of the other ones? All she knew for sure is that task five turned out to be WAY more than what she bargained for.

Topless room inspections would have been mortifying enough; looking back, it was crazy enough that she even agreed to that. But then Kaitlyn had stretched it out so much. Elise ‘agreed’ to put on a collar before even stepping out of the private bedroom. But even after revealing herself to a common room full of girls, everything had snowballed out of control. Nipple clamps, getting her sensitive breasts mercilessly slapped as a way for the younger girls to take out their frustrations on her, and making out with Anna to seal Kaitlyn’s story about her being a lesbian. All of that, within one task. Even now, she was still handcuffed with her upper half still bared to the common room audience.

If that was all the fifth task, what the hell did Kaitlyn have in mind for the sixth?

Elise knew better than to argue at this point. She was supposed to be speaking like a proper Edgewood girl when Kaitlyn asked her a question. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn,” she said, “I’m ready for my 6th task.”

“Good girl,” Kaitlyn said. She gave a teasing tug to Elise’s collar, then tilted the blonde’s head with a finger under her chin. The message was obvious: Don’t look at them; look at me. “Now then, you’ve been nice and obedient. Although I guess that doesn’t really count, since being a pet turns you on.” A wave of giggles rippled through the room at that. Not only were they amused, but all the other girls still seemed to believe that there was a truth to the words. Kaitlyn had set things up in a way where the kinky toys were believed to be Elise’s, save for the few girls that knew what was really going on.

She knew silence was the better play, but Elise couldn’t help herself. It would actually be preferable for the others to think that Kaitlyn tricked her into all of this, rather than all of them thinking that she was secretly kinky in all the methods the cruel redhead alluded to. It was all so backwards. She was an inexperienced, overall vanilla girl, and yet her reputation was about to be the exact opposite. “I don’t-”

“Hush, pet.” Kaitlyn lifted the finger from Elise’s chin up to her lips, pressing down firmly, “You won’t complain. You won’t make a fuss. Remember?”

The phrases were familiar, yes, but it felt like years since Kaitlyn had said them back in her room during the first task. Glancing away dejectedly, Elise just gave a meek nod instead of trying to speak through Kaitlyn’s finger.

“Good girl. Speak out of turn again, and we might have another round of *this*.” With zero warning, Kaitlyn’s other hand crashed down onto one of Elise’s breasts. The bound blonde yelped for a moment, but the sound was cut off by Kaitlyn clamping her full hand over Elise’s mouth. “Do you want every girl to have another turn?”

Elise rapidly shook her head left and right, long hair swishing a little bit from the jerky motion against Kaitlyn’s hand that held its position. She had barely been able to handle the first round of her overly sensitive boobs taking that much pain. Another round, and she honestly didn’t know if her body could handle it. And Kaitlyn’s eyes gave away how tempted she was to go ahead with that experiment.

Ultimately, she seemed to decide against it. “Then behave.” A curt command, and then the redhead removed her hand from Elise’s mouth. “For your sixth task, Elise, here are your options. One, give every girl here permission to take some pictures of you right now. I’m sure everyone would love to capture this memory.”

Elise’s eyes widened almost more than when she had first dealt with the unexpected and audacious experience of a girl *hitting* her *boob.* In the moment, that seemed like the ultimate show of disrespect; way more than a slap to the face. But after everything Elise had done to salvage a few shreds of dignity throughout this humiliating experience, Kaitlyn was suggesting pictures to round things off? These were GIRLS. The whole college would have copies within an hour.

Her authority was already beyond lost to this group of ten, but there were plenty of other first-years that Elise was supposed to oversee. If this were to get out, she might as well forfeit her prefect status and pray that none of the teachers or administration end up seeing her indecent exposure. Oh God, or what if this ended up online somewhere? Friends and family could potentially see this as well, and Elise was sure that Kaitlyn would manipulate the pictures to make it look like Elise was the one doing this for slutty attention or something instead of being coerced or blackmailed into it.

“What’s- what’s the other option?” Elise asked, biting her lower lip out of nervousness. Anything. Anything would be better than more or less giving Kaitlyn and business permission to expose her to the entire world.

With a smirk, Kaitlyn placed a hand on her hip. She was clearly prepared for Elise to turn down the first option, and definitely happy to see the look on the topless prefect’s face at the mere suggestion of such an idea. Pausing for a moment to create suspense, she finally gave the alternative.

“Or,” Kaitlyn said, casually cruel as ever, “You can take off your skirt for us.”

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