Katies Week Of Repercussions Pt 02

Thank you for the encouraging (and occasionally aggressive) support to continue the series. I will do my best to not have such a long gap before the next installment. In the meantime, enjoy...

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When Katie awoke the next morning, she was relieved to see that her boyfriend Nick had already left for class. She knew things were just beginning this week, and the more she could stay clear of him the better job she could do preserving their relationship.

She looked over her shoulder at her roommate Brooke, sitting at her desk studying. While Katie was a straight A student who played by the rules, even she considered Brooke to be overly diligent, rarely letting her long black hair down or pulling her nose out of a book. Katie noticed her roommate was still in her pajamas, with her extremely large breasts hanging free against her thin nightshirt. This was a rare sight of Brooke, who was typically as conservative as they came, even more than Katie had been herself.

With her eyes transfixed on Brooke's chest, Katie's hand instinctively reached under her covers. She was shocked to notice that she had taken her own pajama pants off in the night and was now bottomless. It seems the previous day's activities had affected even her subconscious, and she was already quite moist. She reminded herself that getting worked up would only make things worse, as she was not allowed to relieve her tensions in any way. She was more confounded when she realized that even a girl, her conservative nerdy roommate at that, was turning her on.

"Someone left something for you," Brooke called out to Katie, knocking her out of her trance. Katie slipped her pajama pants back on beneath the covers, then rolled out of bed and walked over to the package by the door. She strategically blocked Brooke's line of sight as she tore open the paper. What she discovered was a note on top of a thin white sundress, and a brownie inside of some tin foil. The note read

Here's your outfit for the day. Eat the brownie 30 minutes before Psych class. Remember, no underwear

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After last night, she wasn't surprised to see Greg starting early; he clearly wasn't about to lose any of his precious time with their arrangement. Katie picked up the dress and threw out the note, making sure to rip it up first in case Brooke went snooping. She kept the dress hidden as she made her way to the bathroom to try it on in private. Once safely in a shower stall, she took off her pajamas and pulled the sundress over her head. When it was on, she tried pulling the dress lower at the bottom, but quickly realized just how revealing this outfit would be. While it didn't leave her completely exposed, the thin white fabric ended only two inches below her cheeks. She would never have dreamed of being caught wearing something this revealing, even with underwear on.

Katie began to get extremely nervous, suddenly unsure if she could go through with another day of this, much less four. As she started to consider backing down and begging for mercy, it occurred to her that the shower stall she was standing in was the same one from last night where Greg had pleasured himself onto her naked body. Before she knew it, that anxiety began to transition into an extreme arousal. She was still terrified of what was to come, but she had at least found some semblance of courage to proceed.

She exited the stall and walked over to the bathroom sinks. Looking in the mirror, she could see that the outlines of her perky B cups were quite visible, and her hard nipples poked right through the thin fabric. Despite the awful predicament she was in, Katie couldn't help but notice that she looked quite sexy in her new outfit. She took a deep nervous breath and then reached into the bundle of discarded clothes for the brownie. She assumed this was a weed brownie, which made her even more anxious. The only time she had experienced weed was on the fateful night that got her into this mess, and all she knew is that it made her extremely horny. She figured this was Greg's plan, but saw no way around it.

Katie checked the clock - Psych class was about an hour away. She used that extra time to brush her teeth and do her hair and makeup. If she was going to be catching every guy's attention, she might as well look her best. As she went back to her room, Brooke noticed her outfit. She rolled her eyes with distaste, clearly not a fan of the revealing choice. Katie ignored her roommate's judgment as she unwrapped the tin foil and began to eat the brownie. She wasn't crazy about the taste, but it wasn't as bad as she expected.

She hung out in the room for a bit and packed up her backpack. As she sat back on her bed, she realized this dress was going to be quite troublesome for a classroom setting. While that thought terrified her, she couldn't help but use her state of dress to get under her conservative roommate's skin. She lay on her bed reading a magazine with her legs just slightly spread, enough to reveal her lack of underwear. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Brooke noticed the exposure, looking startled at first. Katie awaited the scolding commentary, but Brooke pretended not to have seen anything. Instead, Katie realized that her roommate was continually sneaking glances at her, a thought that provided a surprising sensation for Katie.

Without thinking, Katie bent her right knee, tucking her foot almost under her butt. Her left leg was bent out to the side, laying flat on the bed as she continued to feign reading. She knew this view would give Brooke a complete and unobstructed view of her most private parts and she couldn't help but smirk, wondering what was going through her conservative roommate's head. Katie did her best not to look up to spoil the moment, but she could feel Brooke's glances turn to stares. Katie wondered how clear her arousal was from that distance, or if Brooke would even know what arousal looked like.

Before the situation could escalate any further, it was time to head to class, so Katie had to end the unexpected scene. Brooke's attention and the anticipation of the day had gotten Katie quite riled up. Still, she didn't feel high. She had been expecting to feel something as a result of the brownie, but still nothing.

Maybe it didn't work.

She couldn't tell if she'd be sad or relieved. Either way, she grabbed her backpack and headed out the door.

The walk to class was a fun one, and it helped make Katie a lot more comfortable in her predicament. While none of her friends or peers had ever seen her dress anything but conservatively, they all seemed to totally accept her new style. A few of her guy friends she passed pretended nothing was out of the ordinary, but she caught almost all of them looking her up and down as much as they could, especially when she walked away. What surprised her more was that a couple of her girlfriends told she looked great today, giving her a lot more confidence that she at least wasn't dressed too "slutty" for the normal college scene. After all, they were at a warm climate school, and some girls even went to class in their swimsuits.

As she got to Psych class, Katie was feeling pretty good about herself, but she also started to feel a little loose. She quickly took her seat in the back row of the lecture hall, hoping that she could keep her head down and not be noticed. As she did, she could feel the cold chair on the lower part of her butt, reminding her of how much she's revealing from this seated position. She looked around, trying to avoid the various eyes glancing back at the outlines of her nipples, and noticed Greg and his frat brother approaching her. They took a seat on either side of her. Katie kept her legs closed tight and nervously folded her arms, doing her best to avoid giving them the satisfaction of seeing more of her body.

"Wow Katie, you look magnificent," Greg said with a smile. "Oh, this is Mark, I don't think you two have met." They hadn't, but Katie recognized him from the soccer field yesterday. He was a pretty good looking guy, but Katie could tell she didn't like his smug demeanor much.

"Nice to meet you at last," he said as he shook her hand. Katie was feeling lighter and a little numb as she let go of his shake. "Thanks for an enjoyable practice yesterday, I never realized how much I liked soccer." He half snickered to himself as Katie stared back at him. "So, you excited for the movie?"

"The movie?" Katie replied, confused. Then she remembered, Tuesday is the lecture day for her Psych class, a 2-hour block, and this one they had a movie scheduled for. Right on cue, their teacher began to talk and the students quieted down.

Greg leaned over to Katie and whispered in her hear, "we're gonna have some fun today." She realized he was handing her something, so she instinctively opened her palm. Resting in her hand was a small device in the shape of a "U".

"What's this?" she asked, dreading the answer.

"It's your entertainment for the movie. Well, and ours." Before he could explain further, the lights went down in the classroom as the professor started the film. Greg then let Katie know what she was in for. "Put it between your legs." She reluctantly took the device, and she realized that it was a small vibrator. She looked up at Greg with a startled expression, but his confident smile said it all. She reached down and brought the device inside her dress, but then hesitated.

"Come on now, don't be shy," Mark told her with a grin. Katie took a slow breath and then slipped one part of "U" into her opening, while the other half rested tight against her clit. The device hadn't even been activated yet, but already Katie could feel the sensation and she couldn't help but let a little slight shudder escape her lips.

"Now what?" she asked, wondering if there was an on switch she had missed. Greg reached into his pocket and pulled out a small remote, with a few buttons presumably to control intensity.

"Don't worry," he replied. "Just be patient. Sit back and enjoy the movie." Greg and Mark then stood up and moved their seats to a couple rows in front of Katie, a place where they could have a good view of the show they were creating.

Katie did as she was told, trying to put herself at ease with the situation and focusing on the movie. After all, this wasn't so bad, she was clothed and the hall was dark enough that she hoped she could go unnoticed. She thought about Nick, and reminded herself she was doing this for him, and that whatever Greg was going to put her through would be worth it in the long run. Four more days of playing this game, and then she could return to being the devout girlfriend she had always planned to be.

As Katie watched the film, her body began to feel incredibly at ease. Her mind still felt clear, or at least she thought, but her body had become a bit tingly all over. She had heard that edible marijuana produced a much stronger "body high," but now she was starting to understand what that meant. She looked at her reflection in her phone and realized that her eyes were quite glazed over.

After about 15 minutes she had forgotten about Greg and Mark and was simply transfixed on the film, forgetting about anything and everything else. She found herself smiling, yet she wasn't sure why exactly. That thought simply made her smile even wider. Then, suddenly, she was snapped out of it when someone sat in the chair to her right.

"Is this seat taken?" The whisper came from a young brunette girl who didn't wait for an answer. Before Katie could process this someone else sat to her left - a Sophomore boy she recognized from the class.

"Did I miss anything?" the boy asked her. Katie shook her head as her heart began to beat faster.

Just focus on the movie, this will all be over soon,

she thought. It was then that she felt the first pulsing between her legs. It was just a light vibration, but enough to startle Katie in her current state. Her new companions looked at her for a moment, but Katie took a deep breath and didn't look back.

The subtle and consistent vibrations continued between Katie's legs, and soon she had forgotten all about the movie and was merely focused on keeping herself calm. She couldn't deny that the sensation was strong, she had built up plenty of sexual tension from the previous day's activities, not to mention this very morning's, and now her body was in an extremely sensitive state. Katie continued to try to pace her breathing, but suddenly the device picked up to a stronger level and it took all her self-control not to gasp out loud.

The once conservative sophomore sat in the back of the class, her dress a mere inches from exposing her while her entire body rumbled towards a massively building orgasm. She looked at Greg and Mark and could see them glancing back with smiles. As much as Katie was furious with them for putting her in this predicament, she was far too stimulated to see them as anything other than men at this moment, men who right now had the ability to give her exactly what she wanted.

Katie looked back to the screen to try to take her mind off them.

Just watch the movie. The movie.

But as she tried to focus her attention, her hands betrayed her wishes and without realizing she had begun to gently rub them on her legs. The physical contact felt amazing, so good that it took almost a minute to realize it was happening. Even after catching herself in the act, the best she could do was try to rub her legs more subtly, moving them ever so slowly hoping her new neighbors wouldn't notice.

The device went up to another level, vibrating against her clit in a way she had never experienced. She had never owned a vibrator nor had she pleasured herself often in her young life, but now she was realizing what all the fuss was about. Katie began to squirm in her seat, at first discreetly, but after another minute it was difficult to sit still. The brunette to her right looked at her curiously, then grabbed her bag and moved elsewhere in the class. The boy on her left was glancing over as much as he could without being completely obvious.

Katie's breaths had become long and hard, doing her best to avoid outright panting. Then the vibration got stronger once again and Katie almost screamed out to the class. She tried to stare at the movie but that was no longer helping. She looked off to her left but the now obvious stares from her companion only made her more wet. She shifted her glance to the right and she saw the girl who had moved her seat. She was now sitting a few rows up with three guys and one other girl, all of whom she was whispering to while pointing straight at Katie.

Katie realized she was drawing attention and knew she needed to calm herself down. She looked ahead to where Greg and Mark were sitting, but seeing them now was as much a turn on as anything, and she refused to make them aware of that. She loved knowing they wanted her though, that they had pleasured themselves watching her video. She loved how she turned them on so much that they'd go through all this trouble to see her in a situation like this.

No, that's the weed talking. You're a good girl, you always have been. You're just stoned and can't help it.

But as soon as that thought ran through her head, the device moved up to a throbbing level.

Katie knew she was on the brink of having a screaming orgasm in front of the class. She did the only thing to keep herself from losing it - she spread her legs wide open, allowing the pressure of the device to be a little less intense. As she did, she realized with her short dress she had now exposed herself completely to whoever was looking her way. While it was certainly dark with the lights down, there was just enough brightness from the movie screen for people to see her lack of undergarments. Worse than that, her leg was now resting against the guy sitting next to her, and he took this as an invitation. He slowly reached out and put his hand on the inside of her thigh, and then he began rubbing gently above her knee.

The sensation of having someone touch her was immensely startling, a jolt she didn't know her body was capable of. She looked at Greg and Mark and saw surprised expressions transition into aroused amusement. The hand began to move up her thigh, slowly but confidently. The lustful look on Greg's face almost pushed her over the edge, and she quickly diverted her attention back to her legs.

Katie stared at the hand moving along her thigh, and she realized that she was aching to be touched inside. Suddenly, the vibration from the device stopped. It felt strange, almost empty at first, but the hand rubbing her leg was providing its own vibrations. Then she felt a short, powerful pulse that caused her to gasp. As the hand moved up the leg there was another pulse - this one stronger. Then another. As the hand neared her most intimate area, it occurred to Katie that this was different - this guy had nothing to do with Greg or the deal or protecting Nick, she had to stop it before it went too far.

Katie took one last moment to savor the contact, then closed her legs tightly. As soon as she did, Greg turned the vibrations back to a strong, pulsating setting, and with her legs now closed tightly the feeling was more intense than ever. Knowing that this position would cause her to lose control, she opened her legs back up. The hand immediately returned and the vibrations continued. Katie's body was buzzing, and the state she was in felt far more intense than any orgasm Nick had ever given her.

Nick, think about Nick.

But with every passing moment, with every pulse of the vibration, Katie's boyfriend was going farther and farther from her mind. She was entering a state of pure bliss, and doing it in the back of a classroom no less. The whole thing began to feel like a dream, as if she was watching herself in this situation with no control over what was to happen.

She felt her hand become weightless, as if it was floating through the air. She looked and realized that the boy to her left had taken it, and was guiding it over to his lap. He then rested her hand on top of his stiff manhood. Katie felt electricity pulse through her body. Here she was, the good girl who had always been labeled a prude, sitting in the back row of her class with her hand on some stranger's crotch. She looked up at his face, something she had been fiercely trying to avoid. She was relieved to see that he was cute, though it wouldn't have mattered all that much at this moment. The lustful hungry look in his eyes was all that mattered.

The boy unzipped his pants and reached inside. Katie waited anxiously, replacing her previous inhibitions with her own lustful stare. She watched as this classmate she barely recognized took his cock out. It wasn't huge, but about inch bigger than her boyfriend's and rock hard. She watched through her glazed eyes as he took her hand and put it around him. Katie was done hesitating - she immediately began to rub while Greg continued to pleasure her from afar with the vibrations. The entire experience was so stimulating, and her body so sensitive, that it all just began to hum into a white noise of ecstasy.

Katie knew she was panting, but once again was not worried about who was watching her. She began to pump faster, and the device began to pulse stronger. She couldn't take her eyes off the piece of meat in her hand. It drove her wild to know how hard she was making this boy she didn't know. Here she was, jerking off a guy who wasn't her boyfriend for the second time in two days, pre-cum racing down her fingers and causing her hand to glide smoothly up and down.

It was no longer enough though. She wanted more. She needed more. Katie pulled her hair back, then leaned forward and put her mouth around the hard cock in front of her. She kept her hand on, pumping as her lips rode up and down. With her mouth full, her panting became muffled, but the feeling of intense pleasure still resonated throughout her body. She knew a dozen students were watching her through the dark classroom, a dozen students she didn't know who only recognized her as the smart girl who sits in the front of the class. Now she was in the back row giving the most emphatic blowjob of her life to a boy whose name she didn't even know.