Part 7
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“umpghghedhggh”. You weren’t feeling particularly sympathetic towards Jemma (after repeatedly stripping and humiliating you) but you had to give it to her – at the very least, she was consistent. In the 5 minutes that had passed since Kate had finally managed to shut her up, she hadn’t stopped trying to shout her way out. The muffled sounds were a constant in the room.
None of her friends, including Florence, had done anything to help her out. You certainly weren’t going to stop Kate doing what she was. Still in the same position as you were the last time – awkwardly crouching, hold your stretched grey panties up with hand, your other hand covering your matching bra in front of the webcam (Heck, why hadn’t you switched that thing off yet?!), you were clearly not in a position to help out.. As if you would anyway. She had it coming. In fact, you hadn’t even moved to get some proper coverage; such was the interest you had in watching what Kate was up to.
After she’d used Jemma’s tee shirt as a gag, Kate stayed sitting on top of her, pinning her to the floor. You wondered what she would do now? Kate had a choice. Do the honourable thing, and send everyone home and call this night off as a disaster. Or, to finish off a night that was full of snidey b*tchy moves, with one to end them all.
She looked over to you for help making the decision. It was telepathic. It was like your friendship was now stronger than ever before. She knew exactly what you were thinking, exactly what you wanted, no - needed, when she asked Molly for her checked shirt. You knew Molly wouldn’t be happy; having to strip back down to her black and white polka dot underwear went completely against her natural conservative notions. But Kate knew she had to do this, you needed some sort of revenge as an end to this horrible day.
So as Molly joined you in being left in only your skimpy underwear, surrounded by girls and a webcam full of people dressed properly, you felt a tinge of excitement. Thing tinge grew further too, when Kate grabbed Jemma’s hands, thrusting them over her head, and tying them together to the increased sound of frustrated muffiling. You were sure Jemma was probably stronger than Kate, but you liked to think Kate’s increased anger at what had happened to you was pushing her through.
Jemma was now lying on the floor, her arms pulled away from her, her breasts pointing upwards, looking rather more exposed. Kate was pinning her down, laughing at her predicament. Jemma’s friends were speechless, perhaps in shock that this was happening to her. You didn’t look over at the boys on the webcam, but you imagine Marks excitement, Alex’s shock. You suddenly realised that just thinking about Alex furthers that tinge of emotions growing inside you. You sneak a peek behind you, and realised that while the other boys were looking at Kate in amazement, Alex was staring straight at you.
You quickly turn around in both fear and glee. Did he have the hots for you? This was too much to handle. You didn’t even know what to focus on. You were overwhelmed, but what a lovely feeling you felt. Gradually, you let your right hand slowly slip you lacey grey panties down a bit. What was the harm in showing off a bit, you were in a celebratory mood. And this mood grew when Kate played her next move.
Making sure all was clear to the webcam, Kate re-manovered herself around on Jemma’s body, Jemma’s view of what was happening blocked by Kate’s back. Kate leaned forward, looked around, and delicately, seductively even, slowly peeled off the shiny black leggings. You noticeably reveal a bit more of your cheek, and feel your heart rate rise. You were really surprised and shocked at what you were doing – after a day spent being embarrassed at showing yourself, you now really wanted to. You had to!
Jemma’s knickers matched her bra. The dark navy with the yellow lining only served to highlight her shiny legs to the room, which was mainly in shock at Kate’s actions. Jemma’s legs looked a lot longer when they weren’t being covered by those leggings, you pondered.
You were expecting Kate to whip them completely off, but what she did next was something straight out of Jemma’s book – that is, something completely unexpected. She took off Jemma’s socks, and then tied her leggings right around her ankles.
“Everyone” Kate spoke to the whole room. “It’s been an eventful night. But now we are going for a short walk”.
You couldn’t see Jemma’s eyes, but you imagined them popping out of her head. What the hell did Kate mean by that? “Going for a walk?” She wasn’t surely planning on extracting revenge on Jemma publically? Oh boy, you’re not sure if you can handle this. You really are feeling horny now.
But as Kate gestured to you to come and help her prop Jemma up into a standing position, you realise you’ll do anything to see this through. This was going to be good.
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