Alice
A sense of dread hung over me as Nicole and I exited the hotel room. It was the Friday after my own humiliating prom where I was so preoccupied with the latex and bondage elements hidden in the little mermaid's ball gown I wore that I failed to notice Nicole's true scheme, adapting the tulle of my dress to become transparent in the bright light of a camera flash. A discovery I only made when my official prom portrait was unveiled next to all the past prom queens. Spanning fifty years, mine was the first to have a female prom king and to my horror displayed my legs and crotch as the flash made the white tulle in the front of my dress disappear. Standing at a slight angle with Nicole's arms possessively wrapped around my waist my bare legs and the butterfly tattoo looking like panties were clearly visible making the embarrassing photo secretly obscene.
When I confronted Nicole she happily showed me the photos taken with the flash of her camera. Photos of me posing at home, at the dance and as prom queen looking like I was exposed from the waist down. The worst were the photos taken with Sally under my dress. She could clearly be seen orally pleasuring me as I posed with the runners-up and school faculty. All photos now owned by Nicole and Susan adding to their vast erotic collection.
However, for her prom Nicole had chosen new dresses; no doubt for a new adventure. Nicole still wore black, but her tuxedo inspired dress was replaced with one made of a metallic lame fabric normally used for dance wear. The halter style dress had gold bead work around the collar, bust and waist line highlighting her curves while her trademark high slit exposed her leg with every step.
Mine was a two piece dress consisting of a purple fitted crop top with an open back held together by Velcro at the collar and the strap around my back. It was paired with a high/low skirt with large ruffles in dark green that swept to the floor in back and ended mid thigh in front. A pair of strappy gold four inch stilettos completed my outfit as I was not allowed underwear. The dress was a sexy take on a mermaid. Adding to my discomfort was the fact that Nicole also had me wear the ornate gold collar she had gifted me for Christmas.
However, the most distressing part was how my body accepted it's conditioning and converted my nervousness into a state of semi arousal. With the prom being held at a hotel, Nicole had reserved a room, and we arrived right after our salon appointment to prepare. With her back to me Nicole had to wiggle her ass to get the tight dress over her hips. My eyes watching the material of her black thong disappeared as I pulled the short zipper up to her lower back as the figure hugging dress shimmered as if made of liquid. I admired the firm curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts as she turned to face me, a smile on her face as she caught me once again admiring her body.
Ashamed, I kept my head pointed at the floor as we walked to the elevator. But I couldn't keep my eyes off of her body, admiring her lean toned form and her amazing breasts on her strong athletic frame. I felt a shudder shoot through me as I focused on the enticing view of her swiveling hips and her long lean legs exposed with each confidant step. She pretended to ignore my glances but I knew she saw me looking.
As we approached the dance I saw a sea of colorful dresses and dark tuxedos. Given my infamy I thought the room would go silent and everyone would stare as we entered. However, we were mostly ignored as we moved through the room to our table. The hall was a standard hotel convention center that could be subdivided as needed. The dance utilized three sections with tables on both ends and a dance floor in the center. On the far end was a glass wall with views of the city. Our table was on the right side against the partition wall. A set of plants and a column separated us from the three tables leading to the window and two more tables were behind us before the next partition. Kathy and Jacklyn were already seated at the table with their 'dates' Scott and John. Being gay, and in the closet, Kathy and John pretended to be a couple. Once Kathy became Jacklyn's slave, Jacklyn 'officially' started dating John's boyfriend Scott allowing them to claim double dates while being with their real partners. A table for eight, Nicole moved to the seat next to Scott, with her back to the wall with me sitting to her left. To my left were two empty seats followed by John, Kathy and Jacklyn.
"Jacklyn and Scott, it's nice to see you again," stated Nicole in a play on them being at my prom last week. "It's nice that we can all be here together with our dates."
The group chuckled at the inside joke. "Well it's nice to be here with the king and queen," replied Jacklyn.
"Thank you," answered Nicole. "However I hear Kathy and John are in the running for those titles tonight.
"The fact that I'm the only cheerleader who chose her boyfriend over your date helped a lot," laughed Kathy.
"That may not be enough to get you over the top," added an authoritative purr that sent a shiver down my spine. Turning my head I spotted Susan approaching looking like elegance refined. Her hair and makeup were exquisite and the two piece shimmery dress made her look like a Hollywood starlet. The off the shoulder top with its sweetheart neckline showcased her breasts, ending a few inches above her navel. While the waistband of the floor length sheath skirt wrapped around her natural waist and clung to her hips like a second skin. A side slit exposed her leg to her upper thigh. Seizing the empty chair to my left Susan gave me a wink and crossed her legs exposing more of her thigh.
"It's good to see you cousin," greeted Nicole.
"You as well," replied Susan. "And congratulations. I understand you were elected king of Alice's prom."
"Yes," answered Nicole, "and Alice was the picture of a princess."
"Yes, I saw the photos," stated Susan with a sly grin. "It was a very 'lovely' dress."
I could only look down as my fingers nervously played with the hem of my skirt. With my mind repressed my body was responding unchecked to its conditioning, resulting in the nervousness from my situation and the presence of Susan turning to arousal. My vision was filled with my bare thighs and Susan's and Nicole's trim creamy legs and my mind focused on all the exposed flesh.
Dropping her hand to her leg I couldn't keep my eyes from focusing on Susan's smooth leg as her finger danced over her thigh. My eyes traveled with her hand as it made its way up, pulling on the slit as it went, exposing her leg almost to her hip and then over her slim waistline and finally to her ample cleavage. Her little giggle pulled me out of my trance, the humiliation from Susan's trick becoming obvious. However, my attention quickly returned to Nicole as I felt her hand gently caress my inner thigh.
Nicole smiled back as her eyes dropped to my lap. I nervously looked around the table and Nicole's antics were going unseen as everyone was deeply involved in conversation. Given our public situation there was nothing I could do, and despite my desire to remain unnoticed I let out a sharp gasp as her fingers brushed over my moist folds. Knowing I could not challenge or stop her actions I simply sat there while she stimulated my body. My breathing deepened as her finger traced my outer lips and parted them revealing the pink interior. Nervously I shifted my gaze to Susan, a mischievous smirk on her face as she watched.
I bit my lip as Nicole continued to rub her finger up and down, never penetrating me, carefully avoiding touching my clit and keeping me on edge as I squirmed in my seat. This went on throughout the evening. Nicole playing with my body, building up my arousal but never letting me get over the edge, then letting me cool down.
"Take your skirt off puppet," ordered Nicole as she slowly pulled her finger from my cavity.
My head shot up and I quickly looked around noticing that everyone from our table and the next were up dancing. "Here?" I nervously replied, my eyes wide in disbelief.
