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Chapter 4 by tf-mistress tf-mistress

First Challenge...

Counting Orgasms

Jack gestured to the screens, which had been the names of various challenges in quick succession, until one was randomly picked. Such names included Walk Like You Mean It, Speed Dating, Fake it Till You Make It, and Slut Slam.

Finally, it landed on a selection. A description was displayed, which was narrated by a husky sounding, female voice, absolutely dipping with sexuality.

Counting: A simple numbers game. To pass, Victoria must count from one to thirty within two minutes. If she says a number out of order she must start over. She will orgasm every time she says a non-prime number. 1 and 2 are not included in this.

Victoria laughed as a timer began. "The hell even is this show? You know I can sue you for sexual harassment for even saying this filth to me, on top of everything else!"

"Why so hostile? You should be grateful you got a challenge as easy as counting to thirty. Unless you don't think you can do it." Jack said, barely able to hold in his laughter.

"Of course I can you little shit" she exclaimed in frustration. Rolling her eyes, she began counting. "One, two, three, four..."

As she said 'four', her body went from perfectly normal to overflowing with sensation in less then an instant. With absolutely no build up her pussy started spasming fluid as she experienced one of the most intense orgasms she'd had in months.

"Ohhhhhh fuuuuck ahhhhh!" she cried as her knees buckled and she was **** to lean onto the podium for support.

"Something the matter?" Jack asked with a barely suppressed grin.

"N-no" she said, still shocked. As quickly as it had started, the orgasm had left her.

"Did... did that really just happen?" she asked herself. Glancing over to the clock, she saw she still had eighty seconds left.

"Five, S-six OHHHHH FUCKKKKK" her hips thrust forward as she was rocked once more by a powerful orgasm. The crowd laughed around her as her cheeks went red with pleasure and shame.

"Y-you. What have you done to me?" she asked, her mask of control momentarily cracking.

"I think it's pretty obvious. Didn't you read the challenge description?" Jack said with the air of someone trying to explain something to a two year old.

Her heart was pounding in her chest. T Surely none of this was possible, was it? he logical part of her mind refused to accept this sudden reality, but her body told a very different story.

She glanced over to the screen to see that there was sixty seconds left.

She gritted her teeth and tried to go faster. "Seven, eightahhhhhhhhhhhhh, n-nineohhhhhhhhhhh...."

She collapsed to her knees, tears starting to run down her face. More laughs from the crowd filled her with rage. She didn't understand why this was happening to her

"....TenOHHH FUCK NGHHHHHHHH. Elevent, Tweelfhhhhohhhh oh godYESSSSS...."

She fell onto her back she thrust her hips and curled her toes. Her mind was awash with feelings, and she couldn't remember which numbers were prime or not.

"Thirteen?" he said, pretty sure that one was safe. He braced for impact. Nothing. "FourteenAHHHHHF AHHHMMMPPPHHH!"

She balled her fist into her mouth to try and contain her moan, before continuing.

"Fifteen NGHHHHHHHHHHH."

Her heart was beating a mile a minute, her body red as a tomato. It took every bit of control she had to stop herself from fingering herself in front of the crowd.

"SIX AHHHHHHHH FUCK ME HHNNNNNGGGGG."

"Oh, sorry Victoria. Start again" Jack said

"Wh-what?" she cried

"You said six. Six doesn't come after fifteen. Start over"

"Fuck you! I was trying to say sixteen. If you..." but her words were lost in another orgasm. Even saying the word 16 was enough to trigger her.

"20 seconds" Jack warned.

Her head was pounding. She had ****. She took a deep breath and began talking then she ever had before, in a hope to say all the numbers before her body could react

"one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven..."

And then, five orgasms hit her at once, each building on top of the last. Her pussy was going absolutely crazy, her entire body shaking. Her hands shot into her skirt and began rubbing. Her brain practically melted from the sensation. She couldn't even remember why she was counting.

"AHHHH AHHHH...t-twelve.. th-thir OOOHHHHH GOOOOOODDD... thirteen... ah AHHHH"

An alarm bellowed as the timer hit zero.

What's her punishment?

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