Luan couldn’t believe she had just handed Olivia her phone and given her free access to the most humiliating photos she had ever had taken. Olivia seemed genuinely nice and very eager to help and even mentor Luan, but she had only met her less than an hour ago. She had also noticed the way Olivia looked at her sometimes, but they were both under the control of this mad Miss T and Master J (Luan collectively called them the Masters), so the two girls had something to bond over.

They were both pretty and petite, so maybe the Masters had a type. Luan took a moment to really look at Olivia. She was the quintessential girl next door, with fresh features, bright blue eyes, and chestnut brown shoulder-length hair. Her body had slightly more of a figure than Luan’s, but still wasn’t what you would call curvaceous. It was easy to tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her yellow sundress because her small but perky breasts and hard nipples were clearly outlined by the thin material. From what she knew of Miss T’s rules, she probably wasn’t wearing anything under that dress except a butt plug.

Luan would have liked to be as well endowed — and clothed! She was half Chinese and half Korean, so she had clearly Asian features with dark brown eyes, long black hair currently up in a ponytail, and a slender body. She had almost no hips, and her breasts were tiny but firm, like fried eggs on a plate, topped with erect nipples that were almost as big as the areola. Her stomach was flat, and her ass (also plugged) was small but round and firm. She had thin, tight labia that split her bald public mound, leaving her clit to peek out when it was aroused, like now. The whole look was almost prepubescent, especially since she removed all of her body hair. She knew a lot of guys really had a real fetish for Asian girls, so she had started playing up the part.

She stood there naked, just taking a short mental break from all the fear and excitement. It had felt good when she wiped her dripping pussy moments ago. Unconsciously, her hand drifted down there again. She was still incredibly wet, allowing her fingers to slide between her labia effortlessly. The jolt as she brushed across her needy clit made her shiver and reactivated her brain. She quickly pulled her hand away.

I can’t do that here, now! What kind of brazen whore have I become? she thought as she brought her fingers to her lips again. She could smell her scent and knew this was a taste she could get used to. Why not? I’ve already done it once. Luckily, Olivia was still working on her phone and didn’t seem to notice what Luan had done.

She decided she should look up the last book. She sat down in front of her computer and felt her pussy splosh on the hard wooden seat, and she had to wiggle in it to get herself positioned. That was going to leave a mess.

Luan opened her laptop and searched for the last book, The Female Nude: A Complete Step-by-Step Guide to Techniques and Materials. She couldn’t help but laugh at the title in her current state.

Olivia had been correct – it was in The Ball. The Ball was the Amon Stentson Fine Arts wing, but everyone called it the Hamster Ball or just The Ball because it was a large glass sphere connected to the main building by a glass tube, making it look remarkably like one of those hamster habitats. It was supposed to be impressive architecture, but mostly, it garnered ridicule for its many shortcomings as a library. It was an iconic folly paid for by some of the wealthiest patrons of the university, so it always featured prominently in the brochures and other advertisements for the school.

The biggest problem for Luan was that being an iconic building meant people went there, not only for the books, but to see it, take pictures, and just hang out in a cool space. Unlike the rest of the library, there would probably be people there, even now.

“I can’t believe they are making me go to The Ball. It’s all glass! They might as well make me run across the quad,” Luan complained.

“Well, at least the glass is tinted. During the day, you can hardly see anything inside from the outside,” Olivia said. “It’s the tube that’s the problem. Since there aren’t any books there, they didn’t tint the glass.”

“Well, that makes me feel a little better,” Luan said, but then frowned. “The book is on the second floor in the north pod. Those stairs are all glass-sided as well.”

“Yes, and they are clearly visible to everyone inside,” Olivia said, “That’s why, when I did it, I took the elevator.”

“I didn’t even know there was an elevator,” Luan said. “But I guess there would have to be for handicap access, at least.”

“There are two, one on each side behind the stairs. Because they are sort of hidden, most people don’t know about them, so they are seldom used,” Olivia said.

“Okay, thanks! That helps a lot,” Luan said. “Any suggestions for the tube?”

“Not really. That was the scariest part when I did this last year,” Olivia said, her face blushing as she remembered the experience. “I was nearly seen both times. I probably was seen by people outside.”

“Both times? You had to do it twice?” Luan said, concerned.

“Well, you have to get there and come back,” Olivia explained.

“Oh, right,” Luan said and frowned. “I guess we’d better get going if we are going to get back before the cleaning crew comes in.”

“Whenever you are ready, I’ll be right behind you,” Olivia said with a smile.

I think she might have ulterior motives for wanting to stay behind me, Luan thought, although Olivia didn’t seem to be gawking quite as much as before.

When Luan stood up, she felt the strings of goo form between her and the seat. She looked down and made a face at the mess in the chair. She reached into her bag, searching for a napkin or something, but all she could find were her shorts and the scrap of shirt she had been wearing. Without really thinking about it, she pulled them out and used them to wipe the chair and between her legs.

“You shouldn’t do that. Miss T likes her girls to stay as wet as possible,” Olivia said, watching her, then, blushing a little, added, “I’m almost as wet as you, right now.”

Luan immediately stopped wiping herself and said, “Thanks for keeping me out of trouble.”

She draped the shorts and strip of cloth across the chair to let it dry while she was gone.

The two girls made their way to the tube that would take them to The Ball. It was only a couple of rooms away from Luan’s desk, and even though it terrified her a little, she stuck with Olivia’s advice and followed a mostly straight path rather than hugging the walls where she had more cover.

A pair of sliding glass doors connected the tube to the old library. They were so garish and out of place, like time-traveling portals glowing amongst the old library’s dark wood paneling and Victorian-era styling.

“I don’t suppose I could get you to go first and check to see if the coast is clear,” Luan asked, just as Olivia’s phone chimed softly in her pocket.

She took it out and tapped it a few times to read the message.

“No, sorry,” Olivia said, giving Luan an apologetic look. “I can’t interfere.”

“What?” Luan said. “I thought you were supposed to help me?”

“I will. Miss T asked me to do something,” Olivia said, “Then I’ll find you inside.”

Luan started to complain, but then noticed the message icon on her own phone. She unlocked her phone and opened the new message from her Masters.

TJ: Stay where you are and edge yourself until we tell you to go. Do you remember edging earlier today?

It seemed like days, but Luan remembered being in the bathroom with Miss T this morning. She had made her masturbate until she was on the verge of an orgasm, and then hold it there and not cum. She couldn’t believe they wanted her to do that again here, right now, but there was no point in arguing.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

TJ: Good girl. Ask Olivia to take a picture of you edging before she goes.

Luan blushed, partially at the praise but mostly because of what she was about to do.

“I assume you just got the same message,” Olivia said.

“Yes. I have to wait here until they tell me to go,” Luan said, then hesitantly added, “They want me to edge while I wait. Can you take a picture for them?”

“Oh god, they make me edge so much. That’s another reason I am so wet right now,” Olivia said.

Luan looked around for a place to stay out of sight.

“I’ll just be hiding over here in the…what is this? Of course, the religion section,” Luan laughed, “Hopefully, no one comes and brands me with a scarlet letter or something.”

Olivia followed as Luan moved through the open doorway off to the side and found a place behind some shelves where she wouldn’t be easily seen.

“I grew up in a very religious family. If my mom knew about some of the things I’ve done, she would probably try to whip the devil right out of me,” Olivia said.

Luan noticed Olivia had a faint southern accent and wondered where she was from, but now was not the time to ask. She was embarrassed to just start fingering herself with Olivia watching her, but she had to get started so she could get the picture.

“Before you start, send me your tracker link so I can find you over there,” Olivia suggested, giving her a moment’s reprieve.

Luan was a little hesitant, but it made sense. Since Luan had allowed Olivia to send those photos earlier, they already had each other’s contacts. She opened the tracker app, clicked a few times, generated a new link, and sent it to Olivia. When the prompt popped up on her screen, Luan accepted Olivia’s connection.

“I’ll send you mine later, if you want. If you are ever in real trouble, just click the emergency button, and it will send an alert to all your connections,” Olivia explained. “I won’t interfere with Miss T’s games, but at other times, I am happy to help.”

“Okay, thanks. I’d do the same for you,” Luan replied.

While she had her phone unlocked, she enabled vibration mode to ensure she wouldn’t miss any important messages. It was better to risk being heard than miss any messages, right now.

Having run out of distractions, she mustered up the courage to do what she had to do. She looked at the floor, unable to bear to look at Olivia as she slowly slid her hand across her smooth, flat stomach, bringing goosebumps to her skin. When she reached her pubic mound, she was wetter than she had ever been. Her clit was so aroused that it was already peeking out of the cleft between her labia. Her fingers slid over it gently, causing her to moan quietly. She dipped her fingers deeper, and they made a squelching sound as she withdrew them coated with even more of her fluid.

“Look at me,” Olivia said, her voice lusty.

Luan didn’t want to see her new friend watching her perform like a slut in heat, but she forced her face up. Olivia was enthralled, watching Luan molest herself, and it took a moment for her to realize that Luan had complied. She fumbled with her phone before finally taking several photos.

“You are so fucking hot,” Olivia said.

“Th…thank you,” Luan stammered, always happy to please.

Luan continued to rub her cunt, getting more and more aroused as she watched Olivia walk back out to the corridor. She heard the sliding doors swish open and closed. Luan crouched behind the bookshelves and continued to push herself closer and closer to an orgasm.

She was just about to reach the edge when her phone buzzed, making her jump. Reluctantly, she pulled her fingers away from her needy cunt and quickly sucked them as clean as she could before opening her phone. There was a new message in her friend group.

Kelley: Hey, I’m running a few minutes late. Order me a margarita. You won’t believe the day I’ve had.

It couldn’t be worse than mine, Luan thought, reaching up to pinch the hard nipples protruding from her naked chest. It wasn’t as good as rubbing her clit, but it still made her pussy twinge and her ass clench the plug.

She knew her friends were eager to hear about what had happened with Reggie the previous night, but after everything she had done today, that seemed long ago and unimportant, even if it was the root cause of her current predicament.

Luan: I have a little more to do here at the library, so I’ll be late as well.

Alice: Megan and I will get a table. It will have to be a virgin margarita unless the bartender decides not to card us.

Kelley: Maybe you could blow an older guy in the bathroom, and he’ll buy us real drinks.

Alice: Do you think I’m the kind of slut that would do something like that?

Kelley: Yes.

Megan: Yes.

Luan almost didn’t respond, but this was too funny, and she rarely got to pick on Alice.

Luan: Yes.

Alice: Et tu, Luan? 😢

Luan returned her attention to her now sloppy, wet cunt. She imagined Alice going behind the bar and pulling down the bartender’s pants. His cock was already hard and bounced free. As he continued to take orders from patrons, Alice took his cock down her throat and sucked him like a porn star.

Another buzz interrupted her fantasy. Once again, she licked her fingers as clean as she could before checking her phone. It was the Masters.

TJ: You look like a real slut playing with your hot little cunt in public like that.

Luan: Thank you, Masters.

Once again, she was thanking them even as her face burned with humiliation.

TJ: You didn’t cum, did you?

Luan: No, Masters. I promise. But I am so horny I can’t think straight.

She had almost said she wanted to cum, but was afraid they might actually make her do it right here in the library.

TJ: Good girl. You can stop for now and go get the last book.

Luan: Yes, Masters.

Luan took some deep breaths and pushed down the climax that was still lingering hopefully in her sex and prepared to leave her hiding spot. She stood, getting ready to make a run for the sliding doors, but stopped short, hearing familiar voices moving her way! She peeked out from behind the bookcases until she could see down the corridor. It was the two guys from earlier! She remembered Olivia calling them Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum and smiled despite being worried about their proximity.

“Keep looking on that side. She might not have gone through yet,” Tweedle Dee said.

“If there ever was a naked girl, she’s long gone,” Tweedle Dum said skeptically.

“No, you saw her clothes and stuff at the desk back there,” Tweedle Dee countered. “She has to be around here somewhere, and she’s still naked.”

Luan stifled a gasp. She had left her clothes out after wiping the chair earlier, and these guys had found them.

“Why are we going to The Ball?” Tweedle Dum argued. “If you were naked, would you go to an all-glass building?”

“That’s the thing with people like this, they like the thrill of it,” Tweedle Dee said.

“And how many ‘people like this’ have you met before?” Tweedle Dum said, calling him out.

“It just makes sense. Why else would they do it? Plus, she was standing in those windows as bold as brass earlier,” Tweedle Dee replied.

Luan wasn’t sure what she should do. The Masters weren’t very sympathetic when she told them about these guys earlier. She decided to text Olivia. Maybe she could help.

Luan: Those two guys who were looking for me earlier are here! What should I do?

Olivia didn’t respond immediately. Luan started weighing the options for an escape strategy, but there weren’t many – through the sliding doors, deeper into the religion wing, or back the way she and Olivia had come, which is where the two guys were now coming from. Going deeper into the religion wing was the only way to avoid being seen immediately, but it led her in the wrong direction, and it was a dead end unless she wanted to exit the building on the far side. That didn’t sound like a good idea. The other two ways, the guys would see her as soon as she broke cover. As Luan started to panic, Olivia finally replied.

Olivia: Have they seen you yet?

Luan: No, but they are getting closer. They are going to be right on top of me soon, and there is no good place for me to go.

Olivia: You just want to go for it?

Luan was really hoping for a better strategy than that.

Luan: If I do that, they will see me for sure!

Olivia: But at least you’ll have a head start. It’s your call.

Luan only had seconds to decide. What if there were people in the tube? There was no way to know. She would just have to do it and hope for the best.

Luan: Okay. I’m going to make a run for the tube. Hopefully, I’ll see you on the other side.

Olivia: The elevators are in a little nook behind the stairs. If you can’t wait for me, go on up, and I’ll meet you in the pod with the book.

Luan didn’t even see that last message. She was already running hard for the sliding glass doors. As they swooshed open, she could hear the guys behind her.

“See, I told you!” Tweedle Dee yelled, vindicated at last. “Get a video.”

“I don’t even have my phone out, dude,” Tweedle Dum said. “This was your snipe hunt, remember?”

“Damn it!” Tweedle Dee said, fumbling with his own phone before dropping it.

The doors wooshed closed behind Luan, cutting off their voices, but she knew they would come after her. She didn’t look back and ran as fast as she could through the tube. There was another set of sliding doors at the other end. They swooshed open as she approached, and she darted through with no thought of what or who might be on the other side.

She was naked in The Ball!

Luan momentarily froze. It was significantly brighter than the old library. The glass walls and the openness of the space made Luan feel incredibly exposed. She automatically covered her chest with one arm and her pussy with the hand holding her phone.

What am I doing?! her mind screamed, her vision getting hazy.

Don’t pass out, just breathe, she told herself.

As her eyes adjusted, she could see no one in her immediate vicinity (Thank god for small favors, she thought), but she could see people walking around the outside of the building. None of them seemed to notice her. No one was pointing or laughing at the naked girl. She spotted Olivia out there, tapping on her phone as she walked towards the entrance. Why was she outside when she was supposed to be meeting her inside?

No time to think about that now, Luan thought, her head starting to clear.

Luan and Olivia had discussed the tinting on the glass, so she knew these people couldn’t see her from the outside, but she still felt like they could. She could also hear people talking and moving around inside The Ball. It always had the echoing hum of voices because all the sound reflected off the curved glass walls and other hard surfaces. This put her on edge because it would be difficult to tell if people were talking nearby. Glancing up reminded her that if anyone were looking down from the upper floors or climbing the stairs, they would be able to see her, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She had started moving again without thinking; her instinctive flight mode propelled her forward. Her heart was racing, she was blushing a deep crimson, but the adrenaline heightened her senses and reflexes. Her arms fell into a natural running swing at her sides, no longer trying to pointlessly hide her body.

She headed straight for the back of the stairs, where Olivia had told her the elevators would be, and spotted the partially hidden alcove on her right. Her feet skidded on the cold tile floor as she made the sharp turn and ended up drifting like they do in the car movies until she regained traction. As if a prayer had been answered, the elevator doors opened, and she lunged forward – and fell face-first into the lap of a guy in a wheelchair coming out of the elevator.

“Uuff! Oh god,” Luan said as she scrambled to push herself off of him.

“What the fuck…” the guy snarled, then, realizing he suddenly had a handful of naked tit, his tone changed. “Hel-lo!”

“Hi, sorry, gotta run,” Luan said quickly, standing back up and pulling the guy out from between the doors so she could step past him into the elevator.

“Are you okay?” the guy asked, spinning around to scan her nude body from head to toe as she frantically pushed the button for the 2nd floor, wishing the doors would close faster.

“Yeah. Dare. Sorority thing. There’s a couple of guys chasing me. Would you mind…” she said between heavy breaths as the doors slowly closed. Luan leaned back against the cold wall as the elevator ascended.

Meanwhile, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum had just reached the foot of the stairs. Their quarry seemed to have disappeared. There was only a guy in a wheelchair pushing himself past them.

“Hey, you didn’t happen to see a naked girl run by here, did you?” Tweedle Dee asked Wheelchair Guy.

“Um, no, definitely not. I would have remembered seeing something like that,” Wheelchair Guy said, smiling and looking around, pretending to try and spot this naked girl.

“Okay, thanks,” Tweedle Dee said, then seemed to have an epiphany and asked, “How do you get to the other floors?”

“Most people take the stairs,” Wheelchair Guy said, pointing up the stairs that they were directly in front of.

“No, I mean, how do you get there?” Tweedle Dee asked pointedly.

“Oh, there is an elevator over there behind the stairs,” Wheelchair Guy said, pointing to the other staircase on the opposite side.

“Cool, thanks,” Tweedle Dee said as he and Tweedle Dum took off across the large room.

The guy in the wheelchair smiled and started heading towards the exit, feeling at least a little gallant for his efforts to throw the guys off the lady’s scent. And it was a nice scent….

When the elevator reached the second floor, Luan stepped out cautiously and tried to remain hidden while she looked around. The second floor was a big cross or ‘X’, with a pod in each of the four “corners” (as much as you could have corners in a round room) and one in the center. The walkways connecting the pods were open on both sides, with just a waist-high glass railing allowing you to look down onto the first floor. Each pod contained a collection of shelves and work tables, so the space wasn’t totally useless, but it was still very awkward for a library.

The third floor above her was wall-to-wall, with glass floor panels, providing a view down to the first and second floors. Many people wouldn’t even go up there for fear of vertigo (not to mention girls in skirts and dresses), but anyone brave enough to be up there would have no trouble seeing a naked girl running around the walkways and pods below.

The elevator had brought Luan to the eastern pod. She would have to go through the center pod and then to the northern pod to find the last book. She was happy to find no one in the eastern pod at the moment, but there was no way to tell about the others until she got closer.

Feeling her phone buzz in her hand, she saw a message from Olivia. Staying hidden behind the shelves, she paused to read the message.

Olivia: I’m on my way up now. Are you okay?

Luan: Yes, so far. I made it to the elevator before those two guys, but I have no idea where they are now.

Olivia: Just stay focused on the task. I’ll meet you in the north pod.

Easier said than done, Luan thought, and peered around the side of the bookcase, trying to see if anyone was in the center pod. She couldn’t see anyone, but that was no guarantee. The shelves in the center were intentionally designed to block most of the view, providing some enclosure for people working at the desks. This was a win for Luan – they could not see her as she hurried down the walkway.

I might as well get this over with, Luan decided, and trepidatiously abandoned the safety of her cover. It only took a few steps to reach the edge of the walkway. She chose to stay in the center to minimize the chances of someone seeing her from below. She would still be visible to anyone on the stairs or looking down from the floor above, but she couldn’t do anything about that. She walked quickly, trying not to run, which might draw attention, but it was difficult. Crossing this open walkway in the middle of the vast open space, with sunlight streaming through the glass walls, made her feel like there were a thousand eyes on her glowing naked body. Even worse, she could feel the plug shifting inside her, and her inner thighs felt cool now from the air moving across the moisture that had started to trickle down from her dripping cunt.

Why is this turning me on so much, she wondered.

When Luan reached the center pod, she flattened herself against the first bookcase and moved between it and the railing. She could hear people talking in the center of the pod and was praying that they would not come her way. They wouldn’t be able to see her, but there was nothing she could do about anyone looking from the floor below or above. When she got to the end, she peeked around the corner. There were three people, two guys and a girl, sitting around a small table, talking in low voices so she couldn’t make out what they were saying. They seemed to be very focused on the conversation, so, with some luck, she could sneak around the perimeter of the pod, keeping the shelves between her and the little group. It was the gaps between the shelves that worried her, but there was no other way around.

Once again, Luan debated with herself about the best way to cross the open space. The gaps were wide enough for two people to comfortably walk through side by side without bumping into each other. Given the lighting and distance, she would be clearly visible to anyone who glanced her way. She decided that the brisk walk had worked on the walkway (as far as she knew), so hopefully, it would work again.

Luan glanced down before she moved and noticed a small group of people walking below her.

If they look up, they’ll be looking right up between my legs, Luan thought! The tension and excitement after edging earlier were all making her pussy tingle. I can’t possibly have an orgasm here!

She squatted down, reached between her legs, and pinched her clit hard, hoping that would drive it away, but instead, it made it worse! She almost climaxed on the spot and had to clamp her other hand over her mouth to keep from moaning out loud. She tried to think of something non-sexual. What did the guys do? Baseball? She didn’t really know much about the game. The only sport she knew much about was the martial arts her father had taught her, but that reminded her of the naked ninja idea she had earlier and how she had almost been caught when the girl had left the room and walked right past her. That wasn’t helping at all.

Her Masters had told her she wasn’t allowed to cum without permission. What would they do if she had an orgasm right here in the middle of the library? She thought about the punishment she had received earlier for not taking off her shoes. The thought of receiving another bare assed spanking both frightened and excited her even more. They might even do something worse, but she couldn’t think of something worse right now. Her breathing was getting heavy. Her orgasm was rising up inside her.

Come on, Luan, get a hold of yourself and finish this!, she thought, trying to push it down and regain control of herself.

She focused on her breathing and tried solving math problems in her head. Math wasn’t her best subject, and with her body on fire, she struggled to think of problems, but it was working. Slowly, she started to relax. The orgasm was still there, but she had staved it off for now. She looked at the time on her phone. She really didn’t have time for this right now.

Standing upright and trying to act like she was just someone passing by, Luan walked quickly across the first gap. The conversation in the center of the pod continued, and there wasn’t any change in tone, but it was so hard to tell with the horrible acoustics in this silly building. No one yelled, “Look, she’s naked” or anything. Encouraged by her initial success, she repeated the process two more times before reaching the walkway heading north. Once there, she didn’t even pause and just continued her fast walk down the center of the walkway to the north pod.

She paused, hiding behind the first bookcase, and listened. It was quiet. Hopefully, that meant it was empty. She crept around to the first opening and looked around the edge. She couldn’t see anyone. Hearing footsteps, she turned around quickly. She was relieved it was only Olivia, but she was holding her phone out in front of her, taking a video. Luan blushed and started to hold out her hands to block it.

“Keep going. Miss T is going to love this,” Olivia said.

Luan turned and looked into the center of the pod one more time before she rounded the corner. Suddenly, she found herself unable to walk properly. The awareness of being filmed made her feel awkward. She also wasn’t sure she wanted Miss T to have all this video of her, but she didn’t want to say that out loud on camera. Olivia almost seemed happy to be under Miss T’s control. Maybe she would also get used to it in time.

Luan began to scan the shelves looking for The Female Nude: A Complete Step-by-Step Guide to Techniques and Materials. Olivia followed her with the video still running. Finally, Luan spotted it, but it was on the top shelf, out of her reach. Olivia got some great shots of Luan stretching and jumping before she looked around and found one of the stools that were scattered around the library, just for this reason. Olivia took every opportunity to capture Luan bending, climbing, reaching, and otherwise exposing her body in various ways. She finally stopped filming after Luan stepped off the stool with the book.

“I think that’s enough video,” Olivia said. “Was there any particular pose requested this time?”

Luan unlocked her phone to check her messages, just to be sure. Olivia seemed to be well aware of how the Masters were sticklers for little details.

“I’ve got a few ideas,” said a lusty male voice behind them.

The girls turned to see Tweedle Dee leaning against a bookcase with his phone out. Tweedle Dum was a step behind him.