Elise sat in silence, waiting for Melanie to finally explain herself. She was too exhausted to beg anymore, the previous encounters with Kaitlyn and Anna had taken a toll on her. Submission seemed to be the inevitable outcome whenever she found herself in Melanie’s clutches. So, she simply waited, a mix of shame and acceptance coursing through her.
Melanie rose from her seat, a devilish smile on her face. “Wait right here, Elise. I need to have a little chat with Kaitlyn,” she said, her voice sending a shiver down Elise’s spine.
Elise’s mind raced. This was a terrible idea! She had been ordered not to tell anyone about her experiences, but the memory of Kaitlyn’s threat flashed before her eyes. She desperately pleaded, “No, Melanie… I wasn’t supposed to say anything. Please, don’t go.”
Melanie chuckled, rolling her eyes. “Relax, Elise. I know what I’m doing. You’ll be fine,” she assured her, a mischievous wink adding to the allure of her confidence.
Elise wasn’t so sure, doubts swirling in her mind, but Melanie wouldn’t listen. She dismissed Elise’s concerns with a shush and left the room, leaving Elise feeling trapped and helpless.
Clad only in a borrowed blazer, Elise knew she couldn’t follow Melanie into the hallway. Anxiety gripped her as she realized the worst-case scenario she could face if she left the safety of the study room. So, all she could do was wait, her sense of time distorted, each minute feeling like an eternity.
The contact of the sofa against her bare skin reminded her of her vulnerable state, and the unknown events happening below only fueled her impatience. But leaving the room was not an option. Instead, she braced herself for whatever fate awaited her.
After what felt like an eternity, Melanie finally returned, bringing with her a sense of relief. Elise was grateful that Melanie seemed unscathed. But there was more—Melanie carried an academy uniform draped over her arm, along with Elise’s backpack.
A sly smile played on Melanie’s lips. “You’re welcome,” she said, her voice dripping with confidence. Without waiting for a response, she disappeared once again, leaving Elise alone with her thoughts.
Elise wasted no time. Still wearing Melanie’s blazer, she rushed over to the door, her hand instinctively covering her nakedness. Behind the safety of the door, she let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding.
Noticing the clothes Melanie had left on the chair, Elise’s disappointment grew. It seemed Kaitlyn hadn’t returned her underwear or bra. She briefly considered calling out to Melanie, but her overwhelming need for any form of coverage pushed her to make do with what she had. The plaid skirt was the first to go on, though its tightness made it clear that it belonged to Anna.
Frustrated yet resigned, Elise moved on to the shirt. The white dress shirt, though form-fitting, did little to hide her shape. The absence of a bra made it obvious, her nipples slightly visible through the fabric. The sensitivity from the previous encounter heightened her senses, the shirt’s every movement sending ripples of pleasure through her body that hadn’t yet fully cooled down.
Reluctantly, she chose to wear Anna’s blazer, completing the ensemble. As much as she wanted to preserve her modesty, the academy’s uniform requirements compelled her to give it up.
With a final glance in the mirror, Elise took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever lay ahead.
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