The library wasn’t far, but the shortest path was straight across the main quad. Many people were outside moving between buildings, socializing, and enjoying the nice weather. The makeshift tube top she wore wouldn’t have been inappropriate on such a sunny day if it hadn’t been made from such thin material with nothing underneath. She was also incredibly turned on after being punished, plus the plug was wiggling inside her as she walked briskly, so her nipples were on full display. She got a lot more attention than she was used to, mostly from guys, but also a few girls. Of the latter, most gave her disapproving looks, but she heard one girl mutter “slut” under her breath as she passed.

Her phone buzzed as she walked. She unlocked it to see new messages in her friend chat.

Megan: I can be there around 6:30

Alice: Sounds good. See you guys at 6:30

Once inside the library, she found a spot at one of the tables in the literature section where she would be close to most of the books she might need for her work. She hadn’t thought it was possible, but the cool, conditioned air made her nipples even more pronounced. She was thankful the chairs were well-padded as she sat gingerly on her sore bottom, but it still pushed the plug deeper into her anus, making her sigh and pause to get used to the sensation.

After setting up her laptop, she opened her essay and read through the last few paragraphs she had written before picking up where she had left off. Even though many people were milling around the library, everyone knew the library etiquette, and she spent the next few hours in relative peace. However, she was more distracted than usual because of how horny she was. It didn’t help that each time she got up to find another book, she had to impale herself on the plug when she sat down again. Glancing down, she could clearly see a wet spot forming on her shorts between her legs.

I probably needed to lubricate the plug again, she thought, and felt a little throb in her cunt remembering what she did in the bathroom at the bistro. She decided to hold off as long as she could.

Despite her constant arousal, she felt very productive when her phone buzzed a few minutes after 4 pm. It was a message from her Masters.

TJ: How’s the library? I know it’s a little early, but have most people cleared out?

Luan glanced around. She had been so engrossed in her work that she hadn’t paid much attention. She was the only one left in this section, and even though the library was usually a quiet place, she didn’t hear the usual background noise of whispered conversations and the shuffling of people walking about.

Luan: Maybe. I am the only one left in this section, and the library seems quieter than usual.

Typically, the library would be pretty busy until much later, but there was a big game against a rival university this evening, and most people would be leaving early to get better seats or join in some of the tailgate parties.

TJ: Perfect! We thought you should get started since you are meeting your friends at 6:30.

How did they know about her dinner plans, she thought, but they didn’t give her time to ask.

TJ: We are going to play a little game. You are in the Literature section, right? That’s pretty much the center of the library.

Luan remembered the tracking app on her phone and knew that major online services provided detailed maps of the campus and its buildings. She had used the maps several times to find a classroom while still learning her way around.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

She was worried about what this game might entail, but knew she had no choice but to play along. She had seen videos of girls doing crazy things in libraries online, and the idea had always seemed thrilling, but the prospect of doing them herself filled her with dread.

TJ: Take off everything you’re wearing and put it in your backpack. Send us two photos that clearly show your whole body and face naked in the library, front and back.

Luan looked around nervously. She couldn’t see or hear anyone around, but that didn’t mean someone wouldn’t walk through at any minute. She had expected something like this, but it was still a crazy demand. Did they really expect her to get naked in the middle of the library!? The bathroom was one thing. An empty classroom was a little more, but the library! What if she got caught? She imagined being walked out in handcuffs naked by campus security, but there was a hint of arousal along with the fear and humiliation.

Luan: Do I really have to do this here, Masters? What if someone sees me? I could get in real trouble.

TJ: We told you, if you just do everything we tell you, we won’t let anything bad happen.

She wasn’t sure how they could make that promise, but she didn’t want to argue and make them angry. They already had enough pictures and video to get her scholarship taken away.

Luan: But what about security cameras, Masters?

TJ: The library is one of the oldest buildings on campus. It has security cameras only at the main exits and front desk. You will want to avoid those areas anyway because the staff works there.

TJ: We know all this is new for you, and you are nervous. Just do it and try to have fun with it.

Fun!? She scoffed. Though she remembered the girls in the videos she had seen were always smiling and laughing, even when they had close calls. Maybe she was taking this too seriously. I’m probably not the first person to be naked in this library.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

Luan stood up but immediately noticed another problem.

Luan: Masters, if I remove my top, I won’t be able to tie it back.

TJ: We’ll take care of that when you’re done. You need to stop thinking so much and just follow instructions.

Luan: Yes, Masters. Sorry.

She couldn’t undo the knot behind her back, so she wiggled the scrap of shirt up over her head. Her small tits made it easier than it might have been for a more endowed girl. As she feared, the tie on the shirt came undone as soon as the tension was released. Her first reaction was to cover her chest with her hands. She thought about Amber tweaking them earlier and couldn’t resist taking them between her fingers and thumb and giving them a little pinch.

I wonder what they are going to make me do with Amber, she thought as she teased her little brown knobs.

Not now, stay focused, she scolded, forcing herself to stop.

She glanced around, not for the last time, before sliding the shorts down her legs and stepping out of them. That was all she had on, they had taken everything else. She was completely nude in the middle of the library! She felt terrified but still very aroused.

She stuffed both items into her backpack, then used the hair tie from her top to tie her long black hair into a ponytail. Opening the camera app on her phone, she set the timer for 10 seconds, positioned it against a stack of books on the table, and tapped the shutter button. The timer started counting down as she backed away several paces until she was fully visible in the image on the screen with the shelves of books behind her. She wasn’t sure how to pose, but put her hands together behind her back at the last minute.

She returned to her phone and checked the photo to ensure it was okay since she had been moving at the end. Putting her hands behind her back had pushed her chest forward, presenting her hard nipples. She thought her Masters would appreciate that.

As she started to set up for the next picture, she realized she was still wearing her sandals. She had almost failed to follow instructions again! She quickly removed the sandals and put them in her backpack along with the other things. She started the timer on her phone and took another photo, ensuring both her face and bare feet were visible. She put her hands behind her back on purpose this time and decided at the last second to cock one leg out a little to show her cunt a little more, and she remembered to smile right before the screen flickered silently, letting her know it had taken the photo.

After checking the photo (she totally looked like a slut), she started the timer again and took the second photo of her from behind. She was sure they would want to see the plug in her ass, so she made sure to lean forward, twisted her head around to one side so she could make sure she was in the frame, and reached back to pull one cheek slightly, just as the screen flashed.

She checked this second photo. Her plug and her face, as well as her ass, which was still red from her earlier spanking, were clearly visible. It looked okay (she looked even more like a slut), so she switched to the messaging app and attached both pictures to her following message.

Luan: Naked in the library as instructed, Masters.

TJ: Good girl, and completely naked this time. I guess your punishment helped.

She rubbed her sore ass cheeks. They still felt warm.

Luan: Yes, Masters. Thank you.

TJ: Nice poses, especially the one of your ass where you are looking back. Have you done any modeling before?

Luan was mortified that she felt a little proud of herself.

Luan: No, Masters. I just tried to do what I’ve seen in pictures before.

TJ: Well, keep it up. We want you to have fun with this, too.

Luan: Yes, Masters. I’ll try.

She glanced around nervously as she waited for them to tell her what they wanted her to do. She couldn’t believe she was standing here completely nude in the middle of the library!

TJ: Good girl. Now, here is the game. We want you to find three books. You will take a picture holding the book where you find it, then bring it back to where you are now, and send us another picture holding it.

TJ: Do that for each book, one at a time. Be creative in how you pose with the books, but make sure to show off your assets for us, and always include your face. Does that all make sense?

It makes sense if you are some kind of sex-crazed lunatic, she thought.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

TJ: Good girl.

She wasn’t sure why, but every time they called her a good girl she felt some pride and blushed, despite her circumstances.

TJ: The three books are: Compilers: Principles, Techniques, and Tools; A Global History of Man; and The Female Nude: A Complete Step-by-Step Guide to Techniques and Materials

Looking at the titles, it seemed they had selected these books to send her to opposite corners of the library, and that last one had to be a bit of a joke at her predicament. She shivered, not from the cold, but from the anxiety growing inside her as she contemplated the task. All she could do was take them one at a time and try to avoid being seen.

TJ: Be careful. Remember, there are still a few people around.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

As if on cue, she heard a noise like someone had knocked over a stack of books. She instinctively ducked down below the table, trying to hide. She stayed there, frozen for several moments, trying not to panic, but didn’t hear anything more.

I can’t believe I am doing this, Luan thought. I feel like a baby deer trying to hide from a predator in the tall grass.

Standing back up nervously, she leaned over, opened her laptop browser, navigated to the library’s website, and searched for the first title. It was in the technology section of course, given the title, and she memorized the aisle number and the book’s call number. From her current location, the first book was located four rooms away in one of the new-ish wings dedicated to technology.

As they had said, the library was one of the oldest buildings on campus, but that was just the central core. Newer wings had been added over the years, so the floor plan was now a maze, with quirky hallways and odd doorways connecting them to the old building.

The central building had three floors, plus the “stacks” below ground, where exceptionally old and rare manuscripts were stored in a controlled environment with regulated temperature, humidity, and light. Most students didn’t have direct access to the stacks.

She remembered from her campus orientation that most additions only had two stories. It was an aesthetic decision to allow the old main building to stand out.

The library was generally organized into different topical sections. Each section was a large room separated by a framed opening with large doors that were almost always left open. Most sections had many rows of shelves filled with books crowded along the perimeter and sizable wooden worktables in the center. The top floor of the main building and many of the additions contained semi-private collections belonging to professors or alumni, as well as special departmental libraries.

After carefully listening for any sign of other people, she hesitantly headed toward the book’s location. Just as she reached the doorway to the first room, she realized she had forgotten her phone and had to run back to the desk to get it and start again.

Thankfully, the first and second rooms were empty. Luan cringed when she heard voices once or twice, but they weren’t close. She moved as quietly as she could, opting to stick to the walls, trying to stay hidden behind the shelves as much as possible, just in case someone came in. That meant a slightly longer path than going straight through the room, but it made her feel safer. The doorways provided no cover at all, however, and once she determined the room was clear, she scampered through the openings as quickly as possible to get behind the next set of shelves.

Through all this duck and cover movement, the plug kept reminding her that it was still violating her tight little asshole, and she remembered that she needed to lubricate it again. Her pussy was certainly producing enough fluid to do it – the wetness felt slippery and cool on her inner thighs as she moved. She would wait until she returned with the first book to deal with that.

As she peeked around the doorway into the third room, Luan saw someone working at one of the tables in the center. It was a girl with shoulder-length brown hair, shifting her focus between a large old book and her laptop, taking notes as she read. She was sitting perpendicular to the door Luan was about to pass through, and her back was to the opening that led to the technology wing, where Luan needed to go.

Luan pulled her head back and flattened herself against the wall beside the doorway. The wood paneling felt cool against her nipples, and her heart raced.

Luna listened intently, but all she heard was the girl typing on the keyboard as she worked up the courage to sneak around the opening. This was possibly the most frightening thing she had ever done. Hopefully, the girl was so preoccupied with her work that she wouldn’t notice a naked girl sneaking into the room.

Luan had never done much sneaking before — never tried to sneak out of the house, out of classes, or anything, fearing her father’s punishment. Since starting college, there had never really been a need to sneak anywhere.

She debated whether to cover the distance quickly or creep as slowly as possible. She would probably be quieter if she took it slow, but the longer she was out in the open, the greater the chance that the girl would look her way or get up to fetch another book. What about that thing from the dinosaur movie about them noticing movement? Was that just a dinosaur thing? Was it even an actual fact? She would be paralyzed with fear if she didn’t do something soon.

Just like a deer in the headlights, Luan said to herself, thinking of deer again. What would a deer do?

She had no idea. She had never been fond of watching wildlife shows and knew very little about deer behavior. She was an English major, not Biology or whatever course it was that studied animals.

Why don’t schools teach basic survival skills? Luan continued her inner monologue. Is sneaking a basic survival skill?

Masturbation is a pretty essential skill. We all do it, Amber had told her earlier today. The memory of what she did in the bistro bathroom made her anus clench the plug and her pussy twinge.

Get back on track, Luan, she scolded herself, her mind wandering from fear and lust. You don’t have time for this, especially not here!

Luan pulled her hand away and tried to calm her mind. That made her think of meditation and martial arts. Her father had taught her and her brother some of the basics when they were growing up, but she wasn’t a ninja or anything (her father had called her his little ninja when they practiced). In the movies, ninjas moved slowly and silently, right? So, she decided to be slow and silent.

I’m a naked ninja, she said to herself, trying to inspire some confidence, but almost making herself laugh because it sounded like the plot of a porn movie.

Luan took a deep breath and then exhaled, steeling her nerves. She peeked around the opening again. The girl hadn’t moved other than to turn the pages in the book. The floors were carpeted (thanks for small favors), so she didn’t make a sound as she slowly moved one bare leg into the doorway. Luan shifted her weight and slowly brought the other leg through the opening, pressing her back against the doorway’s frame. Her eyes never left the girl, knowing she would now be clearly visible if the girl so much as glanced in her direction. The thought made her heart pound so loudly she feared it might give her away.

She could continue to hug the wall, but that would take longer to get to cover, so she decided to head straight for the first aisle of shelves. She was out in the open and exposed, and wanted to bolt for cover, but she forced herself to take slow, steady steps.

Please don’t turn around. Please don’t turn around, Luan repeated silently to herself.

When she was just a couple of steps away from the relative safety of the shelves, her phone buzzed in her hand, startling her. The library was so quiet that it seemed as loud as a scream. Luan cringed and froze. The girl only flipped another page in her book and then went back to typing.

Willing herself to move, Luan took the last two steps and was again hidden from the girl’s view. She moved more quickly, but still silently, to the back wall, where she felt like she could finally pause to breathe and compose herself before continuing to the next door.

She took the opportunity to put her phone into silent mode and then checked the notifications. The message was from her Masters.

TJ: Just wanted to let you know that the cleaning crew comes in at 6. You probably want to get this done before they start.

So now she was really on the clock and hadn’t even retrieved the first book yet.

Luan: Thanks for letting me know, Masters. I’ll try to hurry.

The girl’s back was to the next doorway. Luan tried to move more quickly but was still careful not to make any noise as she crept up on it. A short hallway led to the technology wing. It appeared to be empty, much to Luan’s relief.

She tiptoed down the hall to the room. Luckily, it appeared to be empty. The tables and shelves were more modern here, as was the lighting. She knew it would be difficult to hide in here, even amongst the shelves, so she scurried across the room and down the aisle where the library’s website said she could find the book. After scanning the shelves for a moment, she spotted it. It was a hardback book with a picture of a knight typing at a computer with a dragon behind the screen.

Computer nerds are so weird, she thought.

She positioned her phone on the shelf across from her and pulled out one of the books to prop it up at an angle so that it pointed down the aisle. Then, setting the timer, she stepped back until her whole body was visible on the screen. She held the book near her face, posing like a spokesmodel showing off a product, and smiled, waiting for the screen to flicker.

She switched to the messaging app, selected the conversation with her Masters, and sent them the photo.

Luan: I found the first book, Masters.

TJ: Good girl. Great pic! What took you so long?

She smiled at the acknowledgment.

Luan: Someone is working in one of the rooms. I had to sneak past her.

TJ: LOL! Good luck getting back, and hurry. Two more to go.

Thanks for nothing, she thought as she clicked her phone off and headed back to the room where the girl was working.

She started sneaking through the doorway to get behind the shelves quickly, but then she saw the girl packing her things. Luan took cover behind the doorframe and watched, trying to decide what to do. She barely got out of sight in time as the girl turned around and headed towards Luan. That’s when she realized the closest exit was in the technology wing!

Luan was in a panic. There was nowhere for her to go! At the last minute, she flattened her naked body against the wall beside the opening, holding the book over her crotch, and prayed that the girl wouldn’t notice her there.

I am a naked ninja, she repeated in her head, her eyes scrunched closed like a little kid who thinks if they can’t see, they can’t be seen.

She listened to the footsteps growing closer and closer. She could hear the girl’s jeans rustling and felt slightly envious of her clothes. She could also hear tinny music as the girl passed through the doorway. Luan opened her eyes just a bit and saw tiny earbuds in her ears. No wonder she hadn’t heard Luan’s phone vibrate earlier. Luan felt the slight breeze across her bare skin as the girl passed so close she could have reached out and touched her. She held her breath until the girl had walked down the short hallway and passed into the brightly lit room, never looking back.

Luan wasted no time and ran across the now-empty room. For some reason, she was mainly running on her toes like a little girl, which kept her almost silent on the thin institutional carpet. Pausing only a moment at each doorway to check the next room was clear, she quickly made her way back to her desk without incident.

She paused to catch her breath and let her racing heart slow before taking another photo, this time with the book against her stomach. It fit snugly between her tits and cunt. She sent it to her Masters, then started looking up the location of the next book.

TJ: Great job. You made it back a lot faster.

Luan: The girl I had to sneak past left, so I didn’t have to go so slow. She almost saw me, though! She had to walk right past me to get to the exit.

TJ: Sounds like a close call, better be more careful, but keep the pace up.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

How am I supposed to be more careful when I’m running through the library completely naked?! she grumbled to herself.