Chapter 4: Mean Trick on a Student

Chapter 4: Mean Trick on a Student

Dozens of students were walking away from a school, most a little younger than her eighteen years but a few of her age. Carefully she watched them from her parked car, noting the girls who were about her height and dress size. She was rewarded when a single girl came out and turned down a side street alone. Dawn started the car and cruised slowly down the same street. When she was sure that no one else was coming along, she passed the girl and came to a halt.

Stepping out of the car, she turned to the girl who had frozen in her tracks. “Halt!” she called out and then went up to the girl.

She was approximately Dawn’s age and obviously scared. “Do you know what I am?” Dawn demanded.

“I… Some kind of Guard?” The girl did not know but was plenty scared. The Guards did that to citizens.

“You are right. I wish to talk to you. Get in the car.”

The girl obeyed but only after looking around for someone to come to her aid. If anyone saw the incident, they had disappeared. The street was empty. Dawn shut the door and came around the back of the car, stopping to open the trunk and extract a pair of handcuffs. Then she was sitting in the driver’s seat and starting the motor.

“Do you exactly as I tell you, and you will not be hurt,” she said in as firm a voice as she could muster. “I only wish to ask some questions,” she lied. “Do you understand?”

The blonde nodded her head vigorously, but the look on her face said she was about to pee in her panties.

Dawn drove back towards an area she had noted before. One block was marked off with “Do Not Enter” signs and appeared abandoned. The buildings looked ready for demolition. She ignored the signs and pulled into the underground parking of an apartment. She stopped the car and was immediately out, stepping around and opening the passenger door.

“Get out,” she commanded, pulling the gun from its holster. “Stand over here.”

Dawn could see the girl trembling and felt for her. This would be unpleasant but nothing like what had happened to Dawn the day the Guards picked her up. She waved the gun as if she knew what she was doing and ordered, “Take your clothes off!”

The girl looked as if she were about to cry, but with trembling fingers she set down her books and began unbuttoning her blouse. That went on top of the books. The skirt came next, leaving her in bra and panties of a soft blue color. “Those too!” Dawn ordered.

Then the girl was naked, all her clothes resting on the books and her hands trying to cover herself.

Looking around, Dawn found what she wanted. “Go over there, by that pipe.” On shaky legs, the girl obeyed, tears finally running down her cheeks. Dawn felt badly about scaring her so, but also felt that her need was of a higher order than this girl’s need for clothing.

“Stand by that pipe with your back against it.” When the girl obeyed, Dawn went around behind her and pulled her arms around the pipe to lock the wrists in the handcuffs. She was careful to not lock them down as tightly as they would go, but still make them tight enough so that the girl could not pull her wrists out.

Stepping away, Dawn was struck by the notion that she had just done to this girl what so many nuns had done to her. The good-looking girl was now naked and shackled, in a helpless state that Dawn knew so well.

“I’m sorry to have to do this to you,” she told the girl. “I am going to leave now. You are not to call out for help until a full hour has passed. Understand?”

The girl nodded.

“If you do, I will know and you will be punished,” she said, implying an omniscience she did not possess.

Gathering up the clothing, she put it in the car and drove off, leaving the frightened girl naked and helpless in an abandoned parking garage. Not a nice thing to do to an innocent young girl, but Dawn wanted some time to pass before this girl would be able to tell the Guards about the nun who stole her clothes. The thought had occurred to her that if the girl managed to get free or be set free by someone other than the Guards, she might not tell them about the theft. She hoped so. That would ease her mind and erase the guilt she now felt.

On the other hand, Dawn had disturbing visions of the girl not being able to summons help and having to stay locked to that drainpipe all night – maybe much longer.

With a sigh, Dawn pushed those thoughts down. She had other things to occupy her mind. When she could, she found another abandoned part of town, there seeming to be many of them, and parked the car in an alley. No one was in sight, so she got out of the car and began stripping off the leather catsuit. Then she dressed herself in the girl’s clothing. She hated the idea of putting on somebody else’s underwear so she left those out, but the light blue blouse and skirt set fit her nicely. She wished she had remembered to take the girl’s shoes but had not, so she settled for wearing the nun’s black, high heeled, lace up boots. They did not go with the blouse and skirt, but there was nothing she could do about it.

There was a small purse with the books. Dawn looked within and was delighted to find some money, not a lot, but enough for a few meals at least. The ID would not do her much good because she looked nothing like the blonde-haired girl, and there was nothing else in the purse. With the catsuit off, she looked more like everybody else, so she drove until she found a fast-food restaurant. She parked the car in the back where passing Guard patrols might not see it. The meal was lousy hamburgers and cold, over-cooked fries, but it was good to get something in her stomach. She had not eaten since the evening meal at Saint Secundina’s, just over twenty hours before.

The shopping center had a bookstore. In the map section, she found the location of the two universities in that city. At least it was a place to start.