A sudden interest in phone repair

As Chloe's hands followed Lily's earlier commands, Lily worked feverishly to repair her phone. She tried plugging the phone back in the charger, holding down the power and volume buttons, and playing with the sim card port.

When nothing worked, Lily began to panic. She could feel her heart beating faster with each failed attempt. She needed her phone. It was her only way to undo these commands. Otherwise, she was stuck like this.

Lily looked over at Chloe, still on the floor, masturbating frantically. She could feel the heat building inside her as she watched Chloe moan and writhe uncontrollably, and for a moment she was almost tempted to put Chloe to work making her cum again. But she had to deal with the phone first. She needed to get back in control.

"Chloe," Lily interrupted, but Chloe gave no response, overwhelmed by her constant stimulation. Lily cleared her throat. "Chloe!" she said, sharply, "Where's your phone?"

Chloe's finger was still pumping in and out of her asshole, while her other hand rapidly rubbed her clit. The sensations made it difficult to listen to Lily's question. "Ph-phone? What?" she stammered, trying to understand.

"I need your phone," Lily spoke loudly, "I'm trying to fix this."

"Fuck you! Let me go!" Chloe yelled, voice wavering with the movements of her hands. She felt the pressure building, and stifled back a moan. The pressure kept building, but there was no release, and Chloe's hands continued their ****.

Lily ignored Chloe, searching around the floor for Chloe's things. After a short search she found her bag, and the phone within. Thankfully, she had seen Chloe frantically mash the zero key trying to get into her phone before, so tried the password "000000". It worked.

Looking through Chloe's phone, Lily found a few surprises. One, she had texted a few sorority members, asking if they were free, presumably to get their help. Most had classes, but thankfully all of them had been busy with something. Lily noted with interest that both Bianca and Olivia had received texts. Something to explore later, she thought.

Lily also found a series of explicit photos stored in the photo gallery, and quickly sent them to herself. Most of the photos Chloe had taken against a mirror, but there were some other close-ups and angles that grabbed Lily's attention. Definitely something to explore later.

Lily looked back over at Chloe, who was still desperately masturbating, lying naked on the floor. The explicit photos gave her an idea and she opened the phone's camera. Why not? she thought, and began recording. She started her video at Chloe's crotch, watching Chloe's fingers pump in and out of her sopping wet holes as she started bucking her hips. Lily then moved the camera up to take in Chloe's bouncing breasts, hard nipples poking out from each lovely orb. Finally, Lily brought the phone camera to Chloe's face, blushing red with her eyes closed in pleasure. "Say cheese," Lily said mockingly.

Lily's words made Chloe open her eyes, her mind breaking from the fog of pleasure just long enough to notice the camera and blush even harder. Before Chloe could say anything, Lily used her foot to push Chloe's fingers further into her asshole, causing Chloe to moan out loud in a mix of pleasure and pain. Lily ended the video there, and sent it to herself, along with a text saying "Thinking of you".

"F-Fuck you!" Chloe yelled once the sensations had died down, but before long she had lost herself again in the pleasure.

Finally, Lily made a search for phone repair places, and called the one at the top of the results.

"Hello, um, yes, I need to speak to someone about repairing my phone," Lily stuttered into the phone, trying to ignore Chloe's moans in the background. "It's... broken."

The repairman on the other end of the line asked a series of questions about the issue and model number, and told Lily that they would inspect the phone, but if it needed parts, it could take about a week.

"A week?" repeated Lily, alarmed. She couldn't imagine being bound to these rules for a whole week. "But it's urgent!"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but that's the soonest we can get it done," the repairman replied, sounding a little awkward as Chloe's moaning kicked up again. "Otherwise you could try some of the other stores, see if they already have the parts in."

Lily hung up the phone and tried the next three places on her search, but they all had similar delays.

At this point, Chloe was flailing around exhausted on the floor, getting closer and closer to breaking point. "W-why can't I c-cum?" she asked, frustrated, before groaning or moaning loudly. Lily couldn't tell which.

Lily smirked. "I guess last night's _other _commands are still in effect."

Chloe's mind reeled as the commands from last night came back to her. "Don't cum unless you're kissing me," Lily had commanded, "and don't stop masturbating until you've cum." Chloe was going to be stuck like this until Lily kissed her, like some perverted Sleeping Beauty.

"Now, think. I need this phone fixed today, not next week," Lily grinned deviously. "You help me, and _maybe _I'll help you."

Chloe hesitated, her eyes fixed on Lily's sinister expression while her pussy throbbed with a **** need for orgasm. If Lily got her phone back, she could do even more damage. She shouldn't help. It could make things worse. But the building heat and pressure in her pussy reminded her she had ****; she needed Lily's lips.

"There's- there's this GUY.. ahhh... on campus," Chloe gasped out in between moans, her fingers still moving in a **** rhythm, "H-he used to, mmhn, used to fix phones for the, ahhh, sororities..."

Lily's gaze narrowed. "Who is this guy?" she demanded. "What's his name?"

Chloe panted for a moment before replying, overwhelmed by the never-ending build of tension. "K-Kyle."

Lily scrolled through Chloe's contacts and found one named Kyle (phone guy). Lily turned the phone screen to face Chloe. "I'm assuming this is him?"

Chloe, breathing heavily, was only able to nod in response.

Lily texted the number, stating she dropped her phone and needed it repaired urgently, along with the model number. She got an immediate reply asking for a picture of the phone, so she took one and sent it through.

Another text pinged back. "Nice pic. Need a closer look for the repair".

Taking another look at the photo, Lily noticed a weird shape in the background, and then realised that she'd accidentally captured Chloe, naked and masturbating, out of focus behind the phone. Luckily for Chloe, her head had been cropped out of the shot, but given her distinctive red hair, and that the photo was from her number, she was sure Kyle would put two and two together.

Hoping not to draw more attention to the photo, Lily quickly set up a meeting with Kyle in the library, and then started to pick out a new pair of clothes.

To her dismay, thanks to the professor's instructions, she was completely unable to wear panties. That meant skirts and tight leggings were out, so she grabbed a loose pair of sweatpants from her few remaining options. Not wanting to stretch out another perfectly good t-shirt, she also put on a loose tank top, hoping it showed enough cleavage to satisfy the rule. Then Lily made her way out of the dorm.

"What about my kiss?" Chloe yelled, still toying with herself, eyes wild with need as Lily made her way out the door.

"Maybe when I get back."

Kyle sat nervously with his toolbox near the back of the library, waiting to meet Lily.

In high school, Kyle had been an introverted tech geek who spent most of his time tinkering with electronics and computers. That had changed once he got to college, and offered to fix the phone of a girl he was partnered with on a group project. Soon, other sorority girls started approaching him for help with their broken devices, and he was making friends and getting invited to parties.

As he was fixing phones, Kyle had also been downloading any private images on them and keeping them for his personal collection. Unfortunately for him, one day a sorority member he was helping wanted to see her backup files, and stumbled across his folders of explicit images. The news spread quickly, and as a result, the sororities banded together and shunned Kyle, spreading rumors about him through campus. No one had asked for their phone fixed since. Until today.

Kyle wondered if this girl, Lily, really needed his help, or this was another prank by the sororities. After all, why take that photo with the nude woman in the background?

Thankfully, he wouldn't have to wait long to find out. Lily beelined straight to his desk as soon as she entered the library. She wore a loose tank top that barely covered her ample cleavage, mismatched with a pair of baggy sweatpants. A sheen of sweat covered her face, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun.

"Kyle?" she said as she approached, the desperation sounding in her voice. "I hope you can help me."

Kyle nodded, his gaze drifting down to her cleavage briefly before returning to her eyes. "You must be Lily," he said, putting on his best friendly smile, "Let's see what we're dealing with here."

Lily handed her broken phone over to him, and explained the issue. Kyle examined her phone for a few minutes, then looked back up at Lily, a smile spreading across his face.

"Looks like it might be a dislodged battery," he announced. "If so, I can fix it for you in no time."

Lily let out a sigh of relief. Finally some good news.

"Before I do though, we should back up your data," Kyle explained. "I'll need your password to access the files." He smiled sweetly, hoping to catch her off guard.

"I... I don't have one set up," Lily stuttered, slightly embarrassed about her lack of security.

Kyle gave her a reassuring smile. "No worries. I'll let you know when I've finished the repair. I can still reach you on this other number?" Lily nodded.

Kyle's eyes couldn't help but watch Lily's ass as she exited the library, waiting to hear from him. He tried to maintain a cool exterior, but inside, he was thrilled. He couldn't wait to take this phone back to his dorm, and look through all the photos, all the messages, all the apps...