Dorms
Another tremor shook my legs but I couldn't find the energy to cry out. It wouldn't do much good behind the gag anyway. Lazily the orgasm worked its way through my body, a dull pulsing heat flashing weakly through my hot body. It was getting harder to recognise the orgasms, my body had stopped a couple of orgasms ago. My pussy felt on fire, scorching hot. But it had been like that for so long I barely noticed it anymore. My eyesight felt blurry, my body weak. My hair hung limply down my face, plastered to my chest as I shook my head to clear it. Everything was still a haze, like the pleasure didn't want me to know anything beyond my own body. I wasn't even sure it was pleasure anymore. The buzzing between my legs no longer made me shake, no longer fired heat and electricity through my body. Instead it was a constant overload, almost in the same way that when you plunge into freezing water it hits you like a fist in the stomach, but spend a while in it and you no longer notice the cold. It's still there, just your mind stops giving it so much attention. Is that what this is?, I thought. Hypothermia orgasms? Damn, I really must be delirious.
I couldn't feel my arms, I knew they were stretched out and tied up behind me, but they had gone numb from my weight leaning forward, pulling on the rope. My legs....I could barely feel them. I tried to shift my weight around but felt the dildo I was impaled on stab deeper into me and I cried out as the sensation pulsed through me. When in the Heavens would this end? The heat was rising from me again, and I had to hold back tears as I felt it shudder numbly through me. Warm wetness trickled down my thigh and I couldn't be sure if it was my own juices or just drool. Heavens knew how much of both I'd been producing since I'd been cruel forced onto this device.
Weakly I raised my head and squinted through my tears. The indistinct blur showed someone taller then me standing directly in front of me, another blur standing next to the first and seemly waving its arms about. The first blur seemed to be orange, with a spill of blonde hair. Leanne? I weakly wondered, my eyes still not able to focus properly. Why was she still here? And wearing my jumpsuit? I strained to ignore the pulses through my body to focus on the scene in front of me.
"....alone. She's......enough without you...till.....leave her be!"
The words seemed to blur, or maybe it was simply my grasp of their meaning that blurred. The second person moved forward and cold hands roughly grabbed my breasts. I groaned loudly, the icy cold of the hands cutting through my warmness was shocking and I tried to writhe away from them.
"See, she loves it. Don't you slut?" a masculine voice demanded. I shook my head, numbly as his hands squeezed and groped me, powerless to stop him. His hands caressed me, fingertips gliding lightly over my hard nipples as he teased me.
"Look how erect they are! Nice and perky!" he exclaimed and he pinched down on them painfully. I cried out, drool dripping down my chin and dripping into my hair already stuck to my chest. I tried to beg him to stop, that he was hurting me, that I couldn't take anymore, but the more I tried to talk the more saliva escaped between my teeth and the gag forced in my mouth. Heat started to pulse weakly between my thighs again, my traitorous body responding against my will. Please not again.
"Leave her alone! It's already been the half an hour Scorsha said she would be on there for!" Leanne's fuzzy form stepped forward her voice shrill. I stared at her, silently pleading her to stop this punishment. She looked scared, her long blonde hair still in a scraggly mess hanging down her body. She was still clutching my jumpsuit to herself to cover her nakedness as she tried to stop this boy from touching me. It made no difference. I saw his face turn into a sneer as he reached slowly down, his fingers stretching out to touch my bullet hard clit. I screamed behind the gag as icy coolness spread through me, my body arcing involuntarily at his cold touch. It shot through the warm numbness and I shivered into a shuddering climax, my legs feebly twitching as my head flopped forward in misery. I heard him laugh as he withdrew his hand from between my legs and wipe the sticky juices on his fingertips across my stomach as he turned back to the upset blonde girl.
"Don't ever try to stop me again Leanne. St John's House is higher up then St Peters. If I want anything from St Peters I'll come and take it." He hissed at her before turning on his heel and walking away. Leanne's eyes followed him for a minute before she turned back to me and quickly rushed over, dropping my clothes in a pile.
"Are you okay?" she asked urgently, her fingers in my hair as she fumbled with the catch for the gag. Pulling it free I spat it out of my mouth and winced in pain as I worked my mouth again. Her hands were already on the ropes tying my hands and feet, working to undo the knots keeping me in place.
"I'm so sorry!" she whispered "You shouldn't have taken my place....but....but thank you." The ropes fell free and I could pull my hands in front of me, pain flaring through my numb wrists as the feeling came back. Leanne came round to stand in front of me, her face so close to mine that her breath tickled my face. This close I could see the moisture in her eyes as she struggled not to cry.
"Thank you." She whispered again and hesitantly leaned forward, planting a quick kiss to my cheek. I felt like crying too but my mind was far too numb to make a reply.
"Can you stand?" She asked quietly as she wrapped an arm around my body, underneath my shoulder. I shook my head mutely. She braced herself and then pulled me up off the still vibrating dildo. I moaned as it slid out of me, my legs feeling like jelly as I stumbled against her and pushed myself weakly away from that horrible pole and mound. The wetness from my pussy slicked most of the mound and I could feel it slowly dripping down my legs now that I was standing up.
"I think I'm going to throw up" I muttered weakly as I tried to find my feet and stand still. It was too hard and I leaned heavily against the lean girl as she struggled under my weight. For a second I thought we were falling over but the blonde girl was just leaning down to pick up my clothes before wrapping an arm around my waist to keep me up.
"You'll be ok" she said quietly. "Our dormitory is very close". I took one stumbling step after another, the heat between my legs sapping them of strength. Another step. Another. Her hand was tight on my waist, her fingers pinching into my flesh. I could feel fresh tears slipping down my face as we slowly limped onwards.
