Catherine The Great
by dah
posted by jeremiahN

Catherine the Great, Chapter 25 - The Awful Truth

"And that is the tale of Portia Fraser." Jackie finished the story, and looked out at the cast and crew of her production, sitting in the front rows of the auditorium. Miss Copoletta was also seated there, although she was not looking as puzzled as the students. Most of the cast was already in costume, but Catherine Higgins was being punished and was naked but for shoes and socks.

"I know you have heard her name before, but I don't think most of you knew the details of her story, only that she was the first naked student, and that her punishment lasted for three days total, since she committed another offence. Most of you probably knew that she was naked during the two days of an open house, but I have now told the story in detail for a reason."

The students looked blankly at their director, sitting on the front of the stage, her heels lightly tapping the front of it for about a minute.
"Ohmigod!" Suzy exclaimed. "Ohmigod! The new regulation." Suzy was a very bright sixteen-year-old.

"Precisely. Catherine, list everything that makes up your full uniform." Jackie was smiling as she said this, but surprisingly, the smile was gentle, not malicious.

Catherine, who had been drifting in the past, empathizing with poor Portia, snapped back to reality, and rhymed off the list everybody knew so well. "Black shoes, white socks, white panties, white bra, white blouse, tartan skirt, tartan tie and blue blazer."

Jackie was about to contradict her when she realized that the truth coming from a close friend might seem less harsh, so she just turned her head and said, "Suzy?"

"No, Catherine. Ohmigod. No. It's that regulation she read. I don't remember the exact words but it says that during a punishment, whatever is left after removing the punishment clothes is your uniform. Ohmigod, Catherine. Your full uniform is shoes and socks. Period. You are wearing your full, complete uniform, right now!"

A buzz of shock and horror rose from the assembled students. Catherine was too stunned to make a sound. She was trying to assimilate what Suzy had just said. She was currently wearing her full uniform. And Jackie had said she would be wearing her full uniform on stage.

"You mean.. My costume..." She looked at Jackie as she tried to stammer out a question.

"Exactly. After your punishment was extended, I assured you that you would be wearing your full uniform, as that was the agreed costume. I did not want you to worry longer than necessary, so I did not explain what "full uniform" actually means to you at the moment, even though I was fairly sure you did not understand the phrase correctly."

"I'll be on stage, in front of... like..." Catherine had turned to Miss Copoletta, the most sympathetic of all the teachers, certain that she would find a way out of this.

"We checked with the headmistress, Catherine," the teacher replied gently, "to be sure that the interpretation was correct. She agreed that it is correct, and we have no choice. Her exact words were 'You are right. I really don't like it, but there is nothing I can do about it.' You made the choice of costume when you broke the rules. Your own actions caused full uniform to be shoes and socks, and now you must accept the consequences of those actions." Although the words were hard, the were delivered in the kindest, gentlest tone, and Catherine only felt loved, not betrayed.

But Catherine was still in shock. She had been exposed a lot so far, but only to relatively small groups. The largest would have been either the church or the photography exhibit, and neither would have been over a hundred people. Now she had just been told that she was about to be exposed to over two thousand people, and for a long time as well. She blushed at the thought, and blushed even deeper as she realized how aroused the concept was making her, she felt her nipples hardening and her vagina starting to lubricate.

Jackie noticed the girl's flush, and also noted the nipples pop out. She had been right, this girl was going to give one hell of a performance tomorrow night. "Are you ready to rehearse, Catherine?", she asked gently, and was pleased to see the other girl nod after a moment's reflection. "Better get into makeup right now. We need you almost five minutes before anyone else, and this is our last chance to check your appearance under the lights." Catherine nodded and quickly headed backstage, followed by Frankie, the makeup girl. The rest of the cast followed slowly, chatting among themselves, very surprised at this turn of events.

When Catherine reached the makeup room which was actually one end of the changing room, Frankie had her stand with feet apart and hands at her side, and looked her over carefully.

"The cream I used when I gave you that trim lasts longer than shaving, but the little bit that's grown back might just show up under the stage lights. I don't have the cream here, but I'll fix that up before the show." Catherine shivered at the idea of Frankie touching her private parts again, and sat in the makeup chair at Frankie's command.

Frankie applied makeup to Catherine's face, and the glitter to her hair and two minutes later Catherine was ready, and the rehearsal began.
During the rehearsal, Catherine saw Frankie and Jackie talking several times, but, of course, could not hear what was being said. Everyone knew their lines, and all three acts went without a hitch.

"Excellent!" cried Jackie. "OK everybody, Curtain tomorrow night is at eight o'clock sharp, we leave here at 6:15 to be sure the crew has plenty of time to set up. Everyone eat a good supper and be here in the auditorium at six sharp tomorrow night. Sleep well tonight."

Catherine surprised herself, by taking Jackie's advice and sleeping like a log. Friday's classes passed uneventfully, as uneventfully as they could for a naked girl. She and Suzy shared a table in the cafeteria, the two stars of tonight's performance, and chatted about everything but the play. Suzy was pretty sure Catherine would prefer not to think about what was soon to happen.

At six o'clock sharp, the two girls slipped into the auditorium, surprised they were that last ones there. Suddenly Suzy had an idea, and confirmed it with one of the other students; it was indeed Catherine's predicament that had caused such an early turnout, at least of the stagehands. During the play, the stagehands reset the stage, and are visible from the audience. Since they wore their uniforms as costumes, they did not want to be punished for tardiness, and have their costume reduced.

Fifteen minutes later, everyone was on the bus, and it was heading for the highway. Suzy had inveigled Catherine into the right front seat, and she sat beside her. With Miss Copoletta in the aisle seat just behind the driver, they were seated just as they were for the last bus trip to the city. Suzy pointed out the similarity to Catherine, noting that the only difference was that today she was clothed and Catherine was the naked one. She was surprised when this brought a blush to Catherine's cheek; she had thought that Catherine would have been more hardened to her nudity by now. The two chattered the whole way to the theater; another reflection of the previous trip.

The bus pulled into the area reserved for busses at the front of the theater. The city had created this special area because of the number of times there was a tour bus or two bringing groups to see a special play; having a place for them to park cut down on the traffic jams. Jackie was first out of the bus, but Miss Copoletta insisted the two stars hurry, so they were next off the bus with her. Poor Catherine knew that they would be entering by the stage entrance and realized that this meant walking past the brilliantly lit front entrance and the equally bright ticket sales area, where there were at least as many people tonight as there had been on Sunday afternoon. Catherine blushed again at the catcalls and whistles from the crowd.

The truck that had been hired to bring the costumes, along with Ellie and her assistant, started to pull out of the lane just as the girls entered. Catherine found herself spotlighted by the headlights, and was not surprised when the truck waited until they had arrived at the stage door before actually leaving.

The same old man who had been there on Sunday was here tonight. He thanked his lucky stars that the usual doorman was on vacation this week. He gazed at the naked youngster, and wondered if it were possible that she would be performing as naked tonight as she had been before. He could not believe it was possible; he had found out about Cronenberg's policies over the past few days and understood punishments, but also knew costumes were an exception.

Catherine and Suzy just ignored him, and headed immediately to the dressing room, followed by the rest of the girls. They found Ellie and her assistant checking the costumes, touching up the odd one with an iron.

Frankie and her assistants were the last ones into the dressing room, as each was carrying a large, heavy makeup case. As soon as she had set herself up in the center makeup area, each of the assistants taking a table to the side of her, Frankie walked to a solid four foot square table at one side of the room and called Catherine over. She had the naked girl sit on the table, slide to the back, then place her feet flat at the front corners. She then placed a gooseneck lamp on the table right next to Catherine's left foot, aimed directly at her exposed pussy. While she walked over to her makeup case and back with a small pair of scissors, Catherine sat blushing and remembering how the last time that Frankie had trimmed her down there, she had insisted that not even the two others in the game could watch, and now she had dozens of people gazing at her, including those two, all interested in watching the touch-up. Frankie cut only a few stray hairs, but took her time checking the area. Catherine could not help becoming very turned on as Frankie's hands gently touched her genital area, holding the hair aside, pressing the lips to allow her to cut a stray hair.

Once again Frankie headed to her case and back, this time bringing a bottle of hair remover. Catherine wondered for a moment why she had not brought it over with the scissors, then decided it must be to extend her exposure. She found she wasn't annoyed; she was humiliated and aroused. When she returned, Frankie slathered the remover on Catherine's lips, the gentle rubbing motion arousing the naked girl even more. She followed this up by very carefully smoothing it around the edges of the heart of hair. Then she pulled a small kitchen timer out of her pocket and set it for fifteen minutes.

"Now just sit here and don't move. We don't want any of the cream to get into the heart, and if you move it may, particularly if you close your legs. Understand?" Catherine just nodded, and Frankie headed over to her makeup area, and called for the Belligerent Man at Back of Auditorium. Since the girl had to be made up as a man, and had to be seated in the audience before the show began, Frankie wanted to do her first.

As she sat on the table, her legs spread in a right angle, Catherine was gasping with emotion. Frankie's touches and the tingling caused by the thick cream were driving her crazy. Her breasts were heaving, nipples hard, and hardening even more as she found herself the focus of most of the unoccupied girls, those who were not actually being made up. Since Frankie had left the light on, her open slit was totally visible to all eyes.