Oh god, what was coming next?
I turned around and thought for a second, I could leave right now, head back to the apartment, end this before I got in even deeper. But the video would be released, with all my information and god knows what else they had now and the world would know the side of me that I've been trying to hide for years. My friends, family, teachers, everyone I know would see me naked, used and even worse begging for it. That wasn't the real problem though, if I took a moment to think about things, how I felt at this very moment, I didn't want it to end and that thought scared me a little, purposely jumping down the rabbit hole, not caring how far down it took me, body and mind.
"Are you coming in slut? Or are you making us all wait," John came out looking for me.
"Yes Sir," I headed towards the door.
"Since it took you so long to come in, you need to be punished," he scanned over my body with his eyes, making me feel nervous at how I was going to be punished.
"Lift your skirt up."
"Please can I come in, I just needed a minute to collect my thoughts."
"A slut doesn't have thoughts, other than to be used, either lift the skirt or lose it for the rest of the day."
Out of fear of losing it, I lifted my skirt up, exposing my embarrassingly dripping pussy, the aftermath of my kiss with Holly as well as everything that had happened up to this point today.
"Higher," motioning with his hand to pull it all the way up.
I lifted it exposing my pussy and ass completely, a shiver running up my body, not even knowing if anyone else could see me other than John, lowering my head in the process, unable to look at him.
"Are you enjoying yourself so far?"
I didn't know what to say, if I admitted it, I was now consenting to all of this and it wasn't because of the blackmail, if I said I wasn't, he'd probably be able to tell I was lying.
"I am," still holding my skirt up over my waist.
"Deep down, you enjoy being exposed like this don't you?"
I couldn't even bring myself to say it; I just nodded my head still looking down at the ground and my hands exposing myself.
"Turn around and do exactly as I say."
I turned around and looked up to see the college guys still across the street watching me, one with his phone out either taking pictures or recording me.
"Smile and give them a wave, then you can come back inside and make sure it's good or else I'll have you walk over there and do it closer."
Knowing he actually would make me, I lowered my right hand to my exposed thigh, letting it trail up towards my wet pussy, letting my fingers run through my slit wetting them. The feeling of my fingers touching my pussy and running over my clit caused me to close my eyes in pleasure and my mouth open into a moan. They continued moving up my skirt, up over my stomach and higher to my breasts, teasing my hard, sensitive nipples and then finally towards my mouth where I sucked my fingers clean for them to see. I opened my eyes holding back a surprised look to see them all with their phones out pointing at me.
"Hello!" I waived with a smile on my face, letting go of my skirt to let it fall back into place before I turned around to see John was gone and the door was wide open.
I quickly walked in feeling so light headed from what I had just done that I almost felt faint. My pussy was dripping from the exposure and my openly slutty behavior. I could only imagine how much more intense it could have been, if I hadn't been wearing a mask. I jumped as the door slammed shut behind me.
"Ouch!" if that didn't startle me enough the sudden slap on my ass did, as I'm only guessing John was holding the door, waiting for me to come in.
"Took you long enough Princess, did you put on a whole masturbating show for them or something?" John smirked, hand back on my butt leading me to the center of the room.
The tables were moved around, creating a circle and at the center, some kind of saddle was set up with a box underneath.
"Take a seat, time for the next task little girl," John patted my back.
I took a seat on the saddle, straddling it, like I was about to ride a horse. Ron walked up to me, first he pulled the skirt out from under me, now draping over my legs allowing my ass and pussy to directly touch the saddle. It felt weird though, rubbery almost and had a nub that was almost touching my pussy. I didn't really pay much attention when I sat down, something I feel I probably would regret soon.
"Time to get you strapped in," Ron said, smiling in front of me.
Straps on the saddles base were wrapped around my thighs, as they were tightened, it caused me to move forward making the nub on the saddle slowly move between the lips of my pussy, and press against my clit. I tried to move but all that did was cause it to rub up against me even more. My arms were brought behind my back and my legs were bent at the knee causing all of my weight to be put on my ass and pussy as cuffs were placed on my ankles and connected to my wrists behind my back.
"Mmmmm," the saddle started to vibrate, teasing my pussy, stimulating my clit, it felt amazing.
"Time for the next task!" John announced, "our Princess here has to be able to withstand 5 minutes on the sybian, without having an orgasm and to make it fair, we have a 10 sided die to control the speed and we will roll it every 30 seconds."
"This, mmm, isn't so, oh, bad," believing that 5 minutes was no time at all and that it usually took me a while to have an orgasm.
Laughter broke out in the crowd for those that heard my comment.
"That's just the motor," Ron said, "we haven't even set it to level 1 yet."
My eyes went wide thinking the machine hadn't even started yet and I was already moaning from the vibrations. Was it going to be that powerful or was I just that sensitive... or worse both. I was now worried, not sure if I could handle 10 seconds let alone 5 minutes and dreaded what the punishment was going to be. Ron kneeled down next to me, a small box with knobs in his hand attached to some pretty thick wires connected to the saddle.
"Let's give her a quick preview Ron of what the sybian can do," John patting him on the shoulder.
"Oh god," the sybian came to life underneath me.
"That's level one, should we let her experience all of the settings?" Ron announced.
"Nah, let's keep those a surprise for the Princess," John chuckled.
The sybian was turned back down off of...level 1 and my body felt like it relaxed all at once, if it wasn't for the straps bounding me, I feel like I would have just slumped over and fallen to the floor.
"So who wants to start things off?" John held up the die.
Hands went up, but one man confidently walked forward. It was Benjamin; it was hard to mistake that confidence and clothes. Ron handed him the die as he walked up to me.
"Blow on them for luck little slut?" he leaned in close, his hand in front of my face holding the 10 sided die.
I tried blowing on them, but as I did, he "accidentally" dropped the die, landing on my skirt. His hand made its way down to retrieve them as I felt his breath on my ear.
"That won't be the only thing you'll be blowing tonight, hopefully," he whispered as I felt the back of his hand press between my legs.
He walked away and I heard a die roll on a table close by, "set the controls to 3!" John yelled out to the crowd, resulting in a bunch of unsatisfied noises.
"Oh my god!" the sybian came to life, stronger than anything I had ever felt in my life, "mmmm, wow, mmmm, oh god."
I could already feel myself getting close, but did everything I could to hold it back, I wondered if this is what it felt like for men when they had to hold back from cumming.
The dice rolled again, "6!"
The sybian got even faster, more intense, I could feel the vibrations go from my wet cunt all the way into my ass. I tried desperately to get away from the vibrations, but I was bound too tightly to it.
"Fuck!" I screamed, the first time I had cursed ever in that store.
"That's no language for a Princess," John scolded me, making the crowd break out into laughter again.
Pure pleasure was assaulting my lower body and I didn't know how much longer I could last. Another roll of the die, any higher and I wouldn't make it.
"1!" I thanked whatever guardian angel was watching over me as the speed of the sybian dropped.
I was still on the edge, holding off with all my will, but it got easier after handling level 6 of the sybian. I tried to control my breathing, think of anything to take my mind off of the feeling in my pussy, PokΓ©mon, cramps when I used to run, my old neighbor that lived next to me back in Florida. I must have been soaking wet because you could almost make out sloshing under my skirt, which sent a wave of embarrassment over me, making my face redder than it already was.
"I don't think she's going to make it! Sure she hasn't cum already! I bet she can handle max power!" people yelled out from the audience.
I felt a body behind me and an arm wrap around my torso as someone's hand slipped into my blouse and start to fondle my breasts, "don't listen to them, you're doing just fine," it was Holly whispering into my ear, then nibbling on it. With her full mask I was unsure how I was able to feel her mouth.
"I'm getting close!" I announced remembering the rules.
"Nuh uh Princess, you still have 3 minutes," John said rolling the die again, "very lucky Princess, another 1."