Laylah continues

"Okay, let's do some more cardio!" Laylah said after some time just breathing with the stunned-into-silence class.

"Run in place, lift those knees!" Laylah said, eagerly watching as her flock copy her without complaint. Laylah's sizable chest bounced this way and that as she maintained a vigorous, in-place run, her body beginning to bead up with sweat that made her nude body sparkle in the light of the small workout room. All eyes were locked on her impeccable form, or at least that's what she thought, the reality being that the group of 10 were completely transfixed by their instructor's bare, sweaty body as it bounced and glistened.

Laylah felt the temptation of puppeting her little flock once again and gave in, "Everybody say 'WOO WOO!'" she playfully chirped and waved her arms in the air as she did so. The class copied her right down to the dumb vocalization, and she felt that guilty rush of pleasure as the class made fools of themselves at her order. She glanced at the one woman in the group, standing there with her arms up. Her yoga pants had slid down with all the exercise, exposing the top half of a bright red, sheer thong.

"How embarrassing" Laylah thought.

She continued with several more exercises. Lunges, side-to-side shuffles, and more jumping jacks that made her uned breasts bounce with intensity. More and more, Laylah made the group do silly little things. Stand on one leg and do a ballet-like pose above their heads with their arms. Put their hands on their hips and sway their butts side to side. Do a quick little fist-pump sort of dance and shout "Whoop-whoop!" They always did exactly as she said and she was feeling drunk with power.

She looked to the girl in back, her yoga pants had sunk clear down to just below her ass, her full thong and half-covered ass fully exposed. Laylah, in an uncharacteristically cruel moment, just smirked and thought, "finally, someone else gets to have an embarrassing time."

Laylah, swept up in the corruption that absolute power imbues on those who have it, decided to do something less subtle than everything prior for her next test on her class's willingness to follow her orders. After a set of side-to-side floor reaches, she hopped into the air and landed with her back facing the class, twisting around a little so she could see them from the sides of her eyes. All ten of them hopped up, turned around, to face their butts to her and twisted around a little to look at her.

Laylah smiled an ittedly evil grin as she bent forward, took her hands to both of her butt cheeks, grabbed them, and spread them. She almost cried out in laughter as all ten students spread their shorts-covered butts in response. One of the guys' pants ripped, exposing his bright blue underwear, and the girl with her yoga pants down was spreading her cheeks so wide that Laylah could see the brown of her butthole peeking out from either side of the thin red fabric of her thong! "How embarrassing for them!" Laylah thought.

She was completely unaware that she was embarrassing herself the most out of all of them, standing there bent over at the waist, spreading not only her asshole at the astonished group, but also her pussy! Her smooth lips parted wide, her pink labia spread with a viscous, clear trail of her juices between them, her clit poked out visibly and right there, front and center, was the entrance to her vagina, open and slick with her fluids!

Then, at long last, something finally occurred to her. The feeling of flesh under her hands as she gaped herself to ten people. Flesh... not fabric... not shorts, not even panties, but bare, soft naked ass meat. She patted her butt a little, searching in vein for any fabric at all. Nope. She glanced down subtly at her chest. There were her bare tits and erect nipples. If Laylah wasn't already covered in dripping sweat from her workout, she'd be drenched in it now.

Finally Laylah realized she was naked in front of her class.