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Episode 15

For the audience, it was a miracle being able to see Chelsea completely naked. Most of them have heard of her, seen her around, followed her on instagram or even relieved themselves to pictures and fantasies of her. Yet now they get to meet the fantasy in flesh, in fact, in nothing but her flesh. If Chelsea was attractive in clothes, she was simply stunning without, and every single man in the audience was captivated.

Credit where credit is due, Chelsea quickly adapted to the role she was thrust into. To retain any form of dignity, all she could do was to turn professional in a snap of a finger, posing as if she had been a nude model her whole life.

Chelsea felt like she could hear a pin drop in the room.

That is, if there was a pin, and if it was dropped.

Instead, all she heard was the occasional shutter clicking from Vince, the constant strokes of brushes on canvas. Chelsea had begun to perspire, despite not having a single layer of garment on. It was also awkward exchanging eye contact with any of the painters, whose eyes alternated every now and then from the canvas to Chelsea and back. Incessant worries constantly nagged in Chelsea’s mind as all her flaws were on full display.

Did she shave her pits properly? Was her hair all weird? Were there any bruises in places where there shouldn’t be? Does she have an awkward tan line nobody told her about?

Instead, an hour swiftly passed by as Jeremy announced the end of the session, to Chelsea’s immense relief. The same towel was quickly thrown onto her and Chelsea embraced what little cover it provided, the fabric a well-missed delight on her skin.

The trio waited until all the participants left before they retreated back the adjacent classroom they had came from.

Jeremy noted that it was now lunch time and how Chelsea certainly deserved some nutrition for her hard work out there when he was rudely interrupted by Chelsea, “What the fuck was that? Why did you sign up me for this shit? How much are we even being paid?!” Chelsea spat at him.

The interjection wiped the smile off Jeremy’s face as he turned solemn. Taking a step towards the blazing Chelsea, he simply uttered “Nothing. I volunteered you for this assignment.”

Devastation struck Chelsea from within as she registered the words.

Anger surged and Chelsea found herself poised and ready to strike, her palm flat, her arm drawn back to deliver what she hoped was a nasty slap.

“Oh, and we’re not done. There is still an afternoon session.” Jeremy declared, daring Chelsea to resist, to disobey, to strike as he looked straight into her eyes as he delivered his line.

Helplessness replaced fury and Chelsea slumped, the fight knocked out of her. She was instructed to swallow two doses of protein as an appetizer before her true meal arrived. A quick 10 minutes was all she had before Chelsea was once again pleasuring the two men for the rest of the lunch break.

“All right, thank you everyone for coming back on time.” Jeremy greeted delightedly. The congregation had left the comforts of the classroom and were now in the vegetation nearby. “The theme for the afternoon session will be “one in nature”, where our model Ms. Chelsea will represent a kind of rustic beauty not found in the bustling city that we are used to. All the best”.

The Singapore sun was at full blast, hugging each and every person there with its warmth. With the vegetation replacing the classroom as her backdrop, Chelsea was once again stark naked. She squirmed despite herself when her towel was once again taken from her. She still isn’t used to displaying herself in this way and couldn’t help but fidget in response.

Worse, Chelsea could see that her audience’s attention and eyeballs were drawn to her sex the instant the towel was dropped. Compared to the state it was in barely an hour ago, her pubic region looked clearly different. Her nubble was full and engorged, saliently displayed in front of her white skin. Slightly south, her folds were also moist and swollen, indicative of recent activity. Worse, as if to remind Chelsea of the hold they had on her, the men had spanked her ass hard during the lunch session, intentionally focusing on only one side. As a result, Chelsea was more than happy to front her audience, lest they see the contrast of one bright red cheek against the other creamy white one.

Yet, all Chelsea could do was to pose as if nothing was amiss. Although she could hear the audience’s thoughts as loud and clear as they judged her. Chelsea felt like meat to be apprised, vulnerable, yet she had to keep her head high, professional. Every look, every whisper seemed like a solid verdict on her. Chelsea silently wondered how many of them will be masturbating to her tonight and shuddered at the thought.

Leaves swayed in the distance as a gentle breeze passed. Coming quickly and leaving just as fast was Chelsea’s towel, put on when the session came to an end and flung away as soon as the participants had dissipated. Chelsea knew she ought to be surprised, but instead she sat stoic, simply awaiting the instructions that she knew was to come.

Shutters clicked away as Chelsea’s knees came into contact with the grass. Spread slightly, Chelsea formed an isosceles triangle with her thighs and the grass. The undergrowth was buzzing with movement, causing fine, barely visible hair on Chelsea’s legs to sprout upright as she felt tingles all along her calves that was firmly planted parallel to the field. Certainly disturbing, Chelsea quickly put all thoughts of any creature crawling beneath the undergrowth away as her fingers dipped within her own honeypot.

Slowing coaxing her own mentality, Chelsea thought of happy images and happier days as her biological tap came slowly to life. Seducing the camera has become second nature to her by now after all the hard work she had put into her instagram page and the training provided. Rubbing, caressing and stuffing herself with increasing vigour, Chelsea finally erupted, surprising herself at the satisfaction she received, momentarily forgetting where she was.

Truly one in nature, one with nature.