CMNF, OON, naked in front of friends story – “The Shaping of the Slut” – Chapter 5

Alex sighed.

“Jade… I don’t know if this is right.”

I wasn’t gonna listen to anymore of that bullshit. I got up from the couch and went down on all fours below them.

“I don’t want you to respect me” I said, looking up at them with all the sincerity in my soul. “I don’t want your respect. I don’t want to be your buddy. I’m your slut. That’s what I deserve, to be treated like a slut.” I could see how large the bulges in their pants were. “Come on…” I moaned while shaking my ass and tits on all fours. “Come on, treat me like I deserve, treat me like your slut. Pleeeeaaaaase…”

They had enough. Ari took me by the waist and got me up on my legs to start kissing my boobs while all the other guys simultaneously converged towards me. I felt all their hands, every single one of them. They all fondled and groped me at the same time. I had seven pairs of hands groping me, seven mouths kissing me one by one on the mouth and on the rest of the body. Their hands were everywhere, in my hair, on my ass, on my legs, on my on my legs, on my boobs and shoulders and neck… All of it, I gave it to them. I was theirs. Fuck being their buddy. Fuck being their equal. I didn’t care what Isabel would say about me. I was the gang’s only girl. I was the gang’s whore.

And nothing could make me happier.

A few days later, I found myself like always in the Quarters, flirting with the boys. Within college, I would enjoy the tension of flirtatious behavior, as we acted like nothing weird was happening at all, and outside, I could enjoy the full explosion of their grabbing my every curve. For now, it was only halfway through that Tuesday, and I sat with all the femininity my body could conjure up; legs crossed, back arched, silhouette elongated and my head resting in my hand. I know I looked dreamy, because I was. I was looking at the boys around me, enjoying how naked I was in their clothed presence, imagining with throbbing impatience the evening where I would feel their spanks and kisses. That at least, I could have in the Quarters, the slaps on my ass. That and the cuddling, which I never refrained from doing. But now, I enjoyed the subtlety that my bare presence caused.

That’s when Sarah approached me and burst my little bubble. That comforting smile of hers was still on her lips, but when she spoke, I began shuddering.

“Jade, put your clothes on. The college principal wants to talk to you.”

“What?” I asked, suddenly terrified. Oh no, it finally happened. It was all to good, all too perfect, of course it couldn’t go on like that.

For fuck’s sake, I had been strutting around naked within the college grounds, and I did all that in the most blatant erotic manner; dancing sexually for the boys, flirting with them, cuddling and kissing them, even sucking police batons in an improv, police batons that were supposed to represent their dicks! I was going to get kicked out of the college…

“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’m sure she only wants to have a word, nothing more.”

Still terrified, I nodded and got up, approaching Alex.

“Hey” I said. He caressed my ass real quick before anyone could notice. “If only you could do that more right now, god knows I need it…”

“Why? What is it?”

“It’s the college principal. She wants to talk to me.” His usually gruff air became even more somber. “Can you come with me? I’m really scared.”

“Of course baby.” He got up and kissed my forehead. “Let’s get you dressed.”

And we did. Once I was wearing all my clothes, we got out of the Quarters and made our way through the school’s corridors. My trembling hand was held by Alex’s strong and firm one.

“It’s all right sweetie, don’t be afraid.”

I didn’t answer. How could I? I was going to be penalised, ousted from the Acting program or from the college altogether. Maybe my reputation was going to be sullied to the point where no other academic institution would want to take me in? Oh god, why was this going on? And yet Sarah had promised me this was all within legality of both the college and the law… My terror was temporarily halted when I heard two slimy voices tinted with subtle Arabic intonations in their accents.

“Well well, if it isn’t the hottest ass in town!”

“I swear you’re wearing tighter pants every day! Don’t you want to leave some to the imagination?”

Alex tightened his grip on my hand upon hearing Abdel and Yussuf, and even more so upon seeing them.

“Ignore them” he whispered to me.

I was about to, but as we passed by them, I felt two consecutive slaps on my ass. My yoga pants were so tight and my panties…well, so absent, that the slap must’ve been as well felt by their hands as if I would’ve been totally bare.

I turned to gaze at them with utter confusion.

They had always provoked me, but NEVER had they enough gall to slap my ass! Alex’s grip left my hand and transformed into a fist ready to smash the twins into pieces.

“Leave her alone” he groaned.

Before he could walk further towards the two brothers, I stopped him with my gentle hand.

“It’s all right” I whispered. “Let’s do as you said. Ignore them.”

Alex groaned. He sent one last menacing gaze towards the visibly terrified boys and took me by the hand, dragging me behind him. Before we went too far away, I turned to Abdel and Yussuf, and with a smile… winked at them.

They wouldn’t have looked more shocked had I transformed into a dragon right before their eyes. I myself couldn’t process how much I enjoyed their slaps on my ass. Oh yeah, I loved it. That’s what I wanted after all, wasn’t it? Being treated like a slut. And I know, there is this horrible notion around that if a girl dresses slutty, she’s “asking for it.” I’ll always be the first to find this disgusting. Not all women dressing in a revealing manner asked to be treated sexually but…

At least SOME had to. I knew it the case with me, at least. I was now letting go of jeans forever, in fact I couldn’t remember the last time I had worn any. My pants were now yoga pants, so tight and revealing, my ass was pretty much exposed even if they were technically covered. I was also wearing tank tops which left most of my stomach, and frankly, most of my cleavage uncovered. I loved the attention and how the boys looked at me. It especially felt great in math class, where Ian and Joseph dwelled, Ian and Joseph who had seen me totally nude. I dressed even sluttier for them, not that it mattered, because every Wednesday, during our three hour breaks in the middle of the day, they and all my buddies from math class would come “chat me up.” And of course, I would be completely naked, from head to toe. The sociality of my nudity was expanding with every passing day.

We finally made it to the principal’s room. Alex kissed me hard on the forehead.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m sure you’ll be fine.”

I sighed.

“Hope you’re not wrong.”

And thus I left my best friend to enter the office, alone. When I closed the door behind me, the principal raised her head. I had only heard her name before; Mrs. Peterson but now I could see she was your classic “middle aged mom” looking woman with a short hairstyle and masculine office clothing. Behind her stood a similarly dressed man, slightly older with gray wisps of hair.

“Welcome Jade” she said. “Please, sit down.” I just obeyed, silenced by the terror which reigned in me. I sat down, tense and worried. “How are you today?”

“Fine…thanks…” I could barely muster enough courage to speak.

“How’s your play going?”

“G…good… Very good… Sarah is convinced it’ll be one of the college’s best plays.”

As soon as I mentioned Sarah, the two authority figures in the room frowned.

“Yes…” the principal whispered. “Sarah. Tell me Jade, what are your feelings towards her?”

“Sarah? I love her. She’s the best teacher I’ve ever had. And she’s a closer friend to me than most of the class. Why? Is something wrong with her?”

The older man leaned on the desk. Now there was the weight of two people bearing down on me.

“That’s what we’re trying to figure out young girl.”

“Indeed”, Mrs. Peterson added. “We won’t hide that her decisions regarding this play were…well, met with scepticism, to say the least. And to say they’re controversial would be a gross understatement. Listen my dear, we’re worried about you.”

My eyebrows jumped.

“Worried? Why would you be worried about me? I didn’t do anything… Is it because I’m… because I…get naked there? Is it against the college rules?”

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