I apologise for the late post, as other things got in the way. The next story should come hopefully soon. This story contains some elements some readers may find offensive near the end. Please offer feedback if you wish, and thank you for your patience.
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Road Trip
This is too much. It has been building up since the torture began. After all this time under her batchmates, this is probably the worst she has felt.
The NRI looks up to the clock to see five minutes left. She has tried to ask the professors, but they will not allow her to leave for the bathroom until paper is finished.
It is the last exam paper for this semester. She had no plan on writing, but Hridhya, and Anuj were adamant on her doing them. Despite their push for her to write, she never got the chance to study them in the first place. They kept her busy giving pop quizzes for her slut curriculum, and every time she fails, she had to spend a night in one of the apartments for her special hospitality. She now knows more about the mechanism of fellatio stimulation than she does in the mechanism of cheese reaction from antidepressant usage.
On the days she did pass, she was permitted to prepare for her term papers, but instead she thought back at the night she left Prianka in the club. It kept her up at night, for she thought all the awful things would only happen to her. Why did Hridhya make her leave the girl behind? She never told Priya, nor Zakir about it, worried about what they will think of her abandoning someone in such a vulnerable state. She couldn't sleep as nightmares of Prianka appearing haunts her. She stands wearing nothing asking the NRI, "Why didn't you take me?"
Her three 'professors' however thought that was the most hilarious prank they pulled. When they got the video the next day, Rupesh and Anuj high fived one another, and Hridhya grinned, while they watched the gangbang video. The boys talked about how tight Prianka's body is, while Deepika was told to masturbate to the video as they showered praise for betraying a person who wanted to hang out with her. Their praises hit her like a cement brick. She wanted to scream at them, but not once had she got the courage to speak up. She knows if she did, it would fall on to deaf ears, and those same people will punish her in some way. Her anger is still trapped inside, waiting to break out.
"RING!"
She bolts the moment the bell rings, ending the exam. She didn't bother bringing her bag to the hall, so all she had to do was put the pen in her purse, which she picks up from the front table. Despite not being able to study, she was able to write something thanks to candid conversations from the others of the material throughout the months.
She bolts past the public bathrooms, knowing that she would have to piss in the men's room, and without her clothes. Since that rule came, she would hold it in until she reaches to the apartment. She squeezes through the crowd, to get out of the building, feeling her pressure build up. She hears Priya's voice at a distance, calling out for her, so she tries to reach to her quickly. They planned on hanging out together tonight to celebrate the end of the first term. She can use the toilet in Priya's room, and get ready for a wild night.
Suddenly she feels her arms being pulled. Figuring Priya must have found her, she walks in the direction of her yanked arm. She is dragged down the stairs and through the thickened crowd. Finally she sees the door, and is and thankful she could get out.
"We are going on a trip!"
That voice! She then realises that it was Rupesh dragging her out. She finally is outside, but instead of relief, she feels even more restricted somehow. She knows today is not the day to relax.
"I need to pee, sir!"
"There's no time, Deepika," he replies. "Abhishek already started the car."
Without seeing what's happening she finds herself being shoved into the back of the car, and in between Anuj and someone she does not know. Abhishek starts the car with Rupesh in the passenger seat, and the gang speeds off out of the parking lot.
"Can I at least go to the bathroom?"
"Sure," Rupesh laughs. "We'll take you to the boy's bathroom, where you can strip naked in front of all the college guys, who still don't know you're the one who sucked patient's cock."
That is the last thing she wants to happen. She bows her heard and mutters, "Nevermind."
A part of her is trying not to let out the urine, but a part of her also did question how no one seems to know about that time she gave a patient a blowjob. She has not felt a dirty look from anyone since that incident. The batchmates in her posting, sometimes grin at her, but aside from being casually groped by the guys, none seemed to have told anyone. The story has spread to the entire campus, but her name was never brought up.
"We'll meet the girls there," Abhishek explains to everyone. "Zakir will ride with them. They do seem confused why Deepika didn't go with them."
"We know she'll feel more comfortable with us," Anuj sneers, fondling her left tit. "Dhilip! Take care of the right boob."
The boy on the other side starts to do the same on the right. Deepika turns to see his face, and then it hits her. He is the host from the room, which smelled like weed.
"Ok, Anuj you didn't explain why we are bringing this junior with us," Rupesh exclaims, before turning to the weed smoker. "You! What's your name?"
The junior jumps in fear at being questioned. He moves his hands away from Deepika and starts to speak. "S-ss-sir, m-m-my name isss."
"Louder," Anuj shouted.
"SIR, MY NAME IS DHILIP, FIRST YEAR! I'M FROM DELHI, AND MY DAD IS A GYNACOLOGIST, WHILE MY MOM IS A UROLOGIST!"
"Ok, you can stop shouting," Abhishek grunts, as he starts the car and leaves the parking lot.
While driving, they kept grilling him with questions. Deepika is trying hard not to piss her pants laughing. They asked about his sex life, how many times he ejaculated, and even obscene questions like his fetish, or if he ever imagined his sister or mother naked. As evil as it seems, Deepika was laughing at his clear discomfort. For once, the focus was not on her.
"Hey should we get him do something?"
"Umm, sir?" he nervously asks, turning to Anuj.
"Relax they won't make you do anything awful," he chuckles.
"What?" Rupesh asks, sounding disappointed.
"I already took care of him," Anuj replied. "This dumbfuck was bragging to me about how he saw a senior naked, and she gave him a blowjob. Think we all can guess who he saw."
The NRI feels their eyes pierce through after that statement.
"What did you make him do," Rupesh asks. "Like pole dancing, or propose to a senior, or have him dance in his underwear?"
"I had him strip naked in front of his friends, and pleasure himself with Deepika's vibrator up his ass, until he ejaculated on the floor. All while his friends jerked off to him."
There is silence after what Anuj said. Even Deepika stares dumbfounded.
"What," Rupesh disturbingly replied.
"That is disgusting, Anuj," Abhishek gruffed.
"If he was willing to do that, and still not report me to college, then I figured he won't mind tagging along with us to help our slut here."
"Fair enough," Rupesh rolls his eyes. "But if you want to be cool with us, you have to earn it."
"What do you want me to do sir?"
"Take care of Deepika here. Where we are going, she is wearing too much clothes."
"With pleasure," he yells excitedly.
"Some ground rules."
"Right now, you're just a pledge. You cannot fuck her, or even touch your dick to satisfy yourself. However, you can touch Deepika on any part of her body. It just has to be with your hands or mouth. NOT YOUR COCK!"
