Naked at School

By K.C. Silkwood

It’s the final day of Hell Week, and sorority pledge Payton Miller is relieved; after days of being yelled at and ordered around by the Zeta Alpha Nu sisters, the grueling initiation period is nearly over. Before she’s accepted into the sorority, though, Payton must spend the day completing a series of tasks to prove she’s smart enough, tough enough, and dedicated enough to join the sisterhood. These duties include making an A on her History test, mowing the lawn at a fraternity house, ringing the Victory Bell on the school’s football field, and volunteering at the school carnival to raise money for the university.

Payton starts out feeling optimistic about her challenging day, which begins with exercises in the school gym. But that positive attitude vanishes—along with the girl’s clothes—when she comes back from the showers to find her gym locker empty. All that’s left is a note from the sorority president telling Payton that she’s expected to complete her long list of tasks in the nude. The girl tries to cover up with newspapers, trash bags, and anything else she can find, but it’s no use; throughout the day, Payton finds herself stark naked in front of her classmates, a huge group of frat boys, and the entire school football team—but her worst humiliation comes at the school carnival, where the girl ends up wet, naked, and shivering as she’s forced to sit in the dunk tank in front of thousands of her fellow students.

• Language: English
• Publisher: K.C. Silkwood
• Release date: Jun 5, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463299715

K.C. Silkwood

K.C. Silkwood is the pseudonym of a professional author who has been active in the mainstream publishing world for over ten years. The inspiration for her spicy tales of humiliation comes from her own experiences as a teenager. “In high school, I was skinny, flat as a board, and not very pretty,” says Silkwood. “My best friend’s older sister, who was a knockout with a killer body, used to make fun of me all the time. The day she lost her bikini bottom at a pool party in front of dozens of people—and the way she was teased and humiliated afterwards—turned out to be a huge inspiration for me!”Silkwood is the author of three popular series; Shame On Her, Greta's Game, and Rough Cut.

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Naked at School

By K.C. Silkwood

Naked at School

By K.C. Silkwood

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Chapter 1.

As the warm water flowed down Payton Miller’s nude body, one thought filled her mind: It’s so nice to finally take a shower alone!

That seemed like a crazy thing to be grateful for; she grew up in huge houses where she always had her own bedroom and bathroom, but when she started her freshman year at Hemdale University, everything changed. Now she not only shared a dorm room with a roommate, but she also shared a communal bathroom with dozens of other teenage girls. After having total privacy for most of her life, changing clothes and showering in front of a bunch of people she barely knew just felt weird and gross. Even though she was slim and pretty with a figure most girls would kill for, she still didn’t feel comfortable letting strangers run their eyes up and down her naked body.

As Payton lathered her long honey-colored hair, she thought how ironic it was that her first private shower in weeks was taking place here in the girls locker room at Hemdale’s gym, which was normally packed. But since the sisters of Zeta Alpha Nu insisted that their pledges get up early to do hours of exercise before the day even began, Payton had the entire locker room to herself. The gym wasn’t even supposed to be open yet, but the Zeta sisters always seemed to find a way to get what they wanted.

When Payton started college, her older friends all gave her the same advice: join a sorority. They talked about all the benefits of sisterhood, and how much easier it would be to make friends, do well in classes, adjust to the new atmosphere—and, of course, meet boys. Payton had been a little nervous because of all the horror stories she’d heard about hazing; other girls whispered about pledges being stripped, humiliated, physically abused, and forced to binge drink, and there were even rumors that some sororities pressured the pledges into performing sex acts. But Payton had chosen Zeta Alpha Nu because of their reputation for valuing hard work and dedication over crazy college antics.

So far the pledge process had been demanding but not impossible. The day normally began with grueling exercises followed by hours spent cleaning the sorority house, participating in fundraisers, or performing other tasks to benefit the Zetas. The girls still had to attend class, of course, but all time outside the classroom was devoted to the sorority. It was exhausting for sure, but Payton could handle the long hours and hard work, which were much better than being forced to strip naked for inspection, run across campus in her underwear, or do any of those other humiliating things the wilder sororities did.

The other thing Payton could handle better than the other pledges was the verbal abuse and mean personalities of the senior Zeta members. Payton knew the pledge process was sort of like joining the Army, and she had expected the Zeta sisters to act like drill sergeants as they barked out orders and screamed commands at the top of their lungs. Some of the pledges shivered in fear and others actually cried, but Payton had decided to show the senior Zetas just how tough she was. She figured they would probably admire a girl with some backbone, so while she followed their orders, she did it with a steely glare on her face and sometimes growled back at whatever sister was bossing her around at the time.

A few of the Zetas were stunned speechless by Payton’s attitude. I was the class president in high school, she told a sister one day while she and the other pledges were scrubbing the sorority house floors. So I’ll jump through your hoops now to show you how tough I am, but one day I’ll probably be in charge of this group. The sister gave Payton a smug grin and told her to keep scrubbing, and Payton went back to work with even more energy than before.

The one sister who wasn’t the least bit amused by Payton’s remarks was Darby Dunn, the president of the sorority. Darby was a tall, slim brunette with pale skin and ice-blue eyes who always wore her dark hair in a long, sleek braid that trailed down her back like a scorpion’s tail. Whenever Payton stood up to one of the sisters or showed any resistance during the pledging process, Darby would focus her icy stare on the blonde as her top lip pulled upward in a little snarl. Payton had to admit, Darby’s stare was so intimidating that she couldn’t lock eyes with the other girl for more than a few seconds before she had to look away—and to be honest, just being in the same room as Darby made Payton nervous.

Their relationship had been