Stages (Chapter 6) (Patreon)

The emotion of being chastised like a child while facing the wall overwhelmed her and she began to cry as Nick continued on, "for the rest of the day though you are going to show me that you can in fact listen to instructions and wear your clothes the way I dress you in them." He began to roughly roll her shorts again and she had to steady herself as his strong hands worked quickly. She felt him pulling her underwear up to sit high on her hips, maybe even higher than before as he continued speaking, "you will stay dressed like this until you get home. When you get home you come straight to me for an inspection and if I find your clothes out of place your punishment will be 10 times worse than what I already have planned for you naughty little girl. If you pass your inspection you'll get a choice about what you wear under your jammies tonight. You can forget staying up late, it's straight home for bath, dinner and bed. Hopefully some more sleep will mean you wake up a bit more obedient." He spun her around to face him, and she raised her eyes to meet his. 

She knew she deserved this, Nick was right, he had given her an explicit rule which she broke. She wished she could have the same Nick that tucked her in and kissed her goodnight back, although she would never admit that to him now. 

He sent her back out into the playground. She tried to retake her place in the circle of her friends as casually as possible. She crossed her legs once again and made up an excuse about there being dust in her eye when one of her friends thought she had been crying. She reached around to her back and could feel the smooth embroidered elastic sticking above her shorts, even more concerning was due to her hunched sitting position she could feel the soft cotton of the body of her embarrassing undies were showing as well. She knew she would be foolish to adjust them. Instead she tried to pull her shirt down and convince herself no one would see. 

Unfortunately for Eliza her fidgeting caught the eye of Jessica from across the playground. Jessica and Eliza had gone though various stages throughout high school of being best friends and worst enemies as teenage girls do. The trouble was they were so similar that there was always an unspoken tension between them. Jessica was only a few weeks younger than Eliza and the two were constantly trying to prove who was the more mature. They were both intelligent and generally got good grades. Both girls were popular in their own right although lately they hung out in slightly different groups. They were both pretty too, Jessica's long, thick, dark brown hair was just as enticing as Eliza's flowing blonde locks and so they were often competing for boys as well. 

Once Eliza's attempts at pulling down her shirt had caught Jessica's attention it wasn't hard for her to notice the fluro branded waistband and multicoloured patterns printed on the underwear Eliza was trying so desperately to hide. Jessica couldn't pass up an opportunity as good as this, she was always watching for ways to show her peers that she was more grown up and higher up the social ladder than Eliza. She strolled over and leant down next to Eliza. Jessica made just enough of an attempt to whisper to look like she was trying but said loud enough for the group to hear "Hey, um Eliza hon, you might want to pull your pants up everyone can see your little bonds undies." Eliza was mortified and went bright red as her friends snickered at her. "They are super cute though, I think my little sister has the same pair as you!"

"Oh, um... Thanks Jess..." Was all she could manage in reply and decided to sit with her legs her out straight for the rest of lunch. She couldn't believe now all her friends knew what underwear she was wearing and on top of that, it had been pointed out by her nemises who related them to something her 14 year old sister wears! 

Finally the bell went to go back to class, Eliza was looking forward to getting back inside and sitting in a normal chair to cover up. As everyone was filing through the doorway to get back inside Jess appeared next to Eliza again. Jess looked at Eliza and gently placed her hand on her shoulder, in mock caring. She leaned in and again said louder than was necessary given how close they were, "sweetie a pink bra under a white shirt probably isn't the best choice. The puppy dogs suit you though!" Jess winked at Eliza and disappeared into the crowd before she could respond. Eliza looked down and sure in the full sunlight of the day you didn't have to look too hard to notice her pink bra under her shirt with the little metallic motifs reflecting through. Now most of the people in her year knew exactly what she was wearing under her clothes and thanks to Jess, exactly how childish they were.