Not just anal

Author's note: Quite a long chapter this time... after travelling, I got the flu. I can't wait for the winter to be over so we can enjoy some warmth again. I am hearing that some of you are having quite warm weather. I re-added images to all chapters, the old ones, plus some new ones. Enjoy ;)

Once again, like yesterday, Jess had her legs forced apart in a large lecture room.

Her fandom didn't disappear overnight. As soon as she arrived at the school, she could tell people were following her and talking about her. Walking confidently, she did her best to seem like nothing was happening. Yes, her clothing was quite unusual, but it wasn't transparent this time. One leg in front of the other, eyes forward, light, confident smile.

A few steps from the classroom, a hand grabbed her by her arm. Jess quickly turned her head to find one of the guys from her last class yesterday. One of those who ended up torturing her and recording her.

She tried to get away, but a threat of releasing the footage they made was enough to get her to cooperate. She knew she would likely end up staring in more video, but she didn't have a choice.

His friend was already waiting for the two of them in a back corner of the room.

Funnily, she still didn't remember either of their names.

She was made to sit down and had her feet secured to the chair. The movements were so quick that before she knew it, her legs were apart, and even her hands were tied behind her back. All done with just simple cable ties.

"What are you going to do?" She asked with a voice that tried to sound confident but wasn't fooling anyone.

"The class is about to start, and there is no talking during the class; you wouldn't want to get into trouble, would you?" The man who brought her in answered.

The room was unusually full again, and Jess could tell that almost everyone was looking for her. Some tried to sit close to them, but her captors explained that they needed some privacy.

They were both admittedly menacing. Jess shivered uncomfortably in her bonds. She would expect at least one person to push back, but all the geeks seemed very unconfrontational.

As soon as the class started, Jess's smart glasses were swapped like last time, and a three-person group chat was opened, but otherwise nothing else, and she could see with no issues.

The first message appeared.

Jess shivered, both from being scared and from being horny. They hadn't really hurt her yesterday, and as far as she knew, they hadn't shared any of the videos or photos.

She looked at their faces, and they were both patiently waiting.

Reluctantly, her pelvis moved forward, and she spread her legs as much as was possible. Instead of fear, that simple movement stirred fresh liquid fire inside of her.

Slowly, a hand moved aside the bit of fabric still protecting her crotch.

The app wasn't allowing her to wear any underwear or choose any of her clothing, and because she didn't have a chance to turn off her program with her hands tied behind her back, her clit ring would buzz at regular intervals.

All three of them were looking at her pussy raised to be seen and accessible.

In her chest, her heart was pounding. It was difficult not to feel arousal overtaking you when, as soon as you woke up, you spent over two hours forced to masturbate only to be kept horny by your clit teased continuously.

A finger traced the wetness of her pussy, scooping it up to taste her, and not to be left out, other fingers soon did the same.

In truth, so much was happening that Jess didn't really think of them. She didn't expect to see them again. That was probably silly. Now she will need to figure out how not to go through something like this every day at school.

Jess could see a bag move, and then a small black butt blug appeared.

They seemed to hope for some reaction, but she was just looking at it. There were bigger ones than this in her own collection.

The guy on her left started lubricating the toy in her juices. It appeared to be made from silicone or some rubber; it wasn't the metal kind with a jewel at the end.

The lecture was progressing, but neither of them was really paying attention to the teacher.

Now slippery, the small toy moved between her ass cheeks, and with surprising ease it just popped into her relaxed butthole. Jess gasped audibly, making a few heads turn her way. Fortunately, in the lecture hall, no one would be able to see what was happening below her waist unless they stood up and got closer.

To test her resolve, the butt plug started going slowly in and out, fully leaving her body only to be pushed back in as far as it would go. Jess was doing her best to relax and not let anything show. They had been gentle with her yesterday, so maybe they would have their fun and let her be again, and she might even enjoy it.

Drawing the attention of everyone in the room seemed like a bad idea, and this was part of her fantasies anyway. She tried to get into the headspace where she could enjoy it instead of panicking about her situation and making something worse happen.

When the slow assault wasn't getting any reaction out of her, they seemed to lose interest and just leave it embedded. One of them started doing something on his virtual screen, moving his hands in the air while the other one played slowly with her pussy, teasing her.

Suddenly she gasped again, even louder than before, making even the teacher frown at her before resuming his lecture. The plug inside of her unexpectedly expanded, making her feel stretched. It went from being small to being really large. They both just acted next to her like nothing was happening and they were paying attention to the lecture.

Jess felt her face turning red. How wouldn't she be ready to cum after everything that has happened? What did they mean by testing the accuracy? Were they about to make her cum so the they see the it gets captured? That would mean that her app would register an unauthorised orgasm,, and she would end up with her clothing going fully transparent and some crazy punishment on top.

"Don't make me cum, I can't cum," Jess tried to whisper, looking at both of them in turn, pleadingly.

They both just grinned, and both started exploring her thighs and pussy with their hands.

She felt herself getting very close very quickly; it wasn't just their touch; it was the whole situation playing right into her fantasies and driving her crazy. She started wiggling away, trying to push her hips back.

Jess opened her mouth in pain and went rigid, only by some miracle not yelping. The butt plug had a shock function.

"Please, I can't cum. I will let you touch me, but don't make me cum."

Her voice was distressed while her legs spread for them again.

Jess wasn't responding, and the fingers quickly returned to bringing her close to the edge. She even tried to move away again, but this time they were ready and held her in place.

"Please, I will do what you want," she pleaded.

No reaction. Their touches were gentle, but she was slowly reaching a point of no return.

"Please..." she begged as loudly as she dared, unable to form a full sentence on the brink of desperation.

Jess was repeating: "No, no, no". Her hips started bucking, and she felt her pussy pulse while her anal constricted around the huge butt plug. At the moment of those first contractions, both of them let go of her.

She was breathing hard, managing to control her moaning. It was so close.

Her clit began vibrating suddenly. For one minute she felt about to explode at any second, but due to some miracle she got through even that without going over.

Both of them were watching her with bulges in their pants. They didn't do anything more than slowly stroke her thighs while she calmed down. They noticed her eyes linger on their hiding manhoods.

Her respite was short, and soon she felt fingers probing her pussy, trying to feel for the plug trapped below as well as investigating her sensitive spots.

A cycle started repeating. They continued bringing her to the edge of orgasm, and with every repetition, they were more and more skilled in pushing her weaknesses, getting her there faster. They kept her boiling without tripping over.

They seemed to be timing her clit ring. Every time, they stopped with a shorter break between their administrations and the assault of the buzzing toy.

It was obvious that they were recording her again like yesterday, but at least this time they were not making her watch videos of herself at the same time.

Jess kept holding out, but only barely. They were patient, and it was clear they were planning for her clit ring to make her cum for their amusement. She knew she wouldn't be able to take it any longer.

Last time, the buzzing stopped with her ass clenching hard around the butt plug. Her whole body was peaking, just to be left at the precipice with only a split of a second more needed for her to explode. Jess was so desperate, she wasn't sure if she really wanted them to stop or finally cum and feel the release she craved with every fibre of her tormented body.

A single finger returned to lightly trace the wet folds of her pussy. Jess tried to move away, but they held her in place.

The finger left her, and to her surprise, they reached behind her and freed her hands.

With that, the guy on the right side took her right wrist and attached the controller.

Jess gingerly moved her other hand between her thighs and started slowly rubbing herself. She was still so close to the orgasm. Could she turn off the vibrations now with her smartwatch?

Another minute of vibrations started, and her fingers barely moved in fear of going over.

She breathed with relief once it stopped.

Jess didn't like them calling her a slut, but she did what they said. With a few flicks of her left hand, she turned off the vibration pattern and then her fingers returned to her waiting pussy. They started going in and out slowly.

A jolt of electricity from her butt plug made her go faster.

She was trying to find an angle that would give her the least stimulation, but it was difficult. Her body was demanding an orgasm.

Jess hesitated for a moment.

Another jolt in her ass, this time stronger.

Jess changed the angle of her hand and felt her ass clench. It was impossible to think, with her brain refusing to focus on anything other than how much she needed to finally cum.

There was a pause. It was plain that the two of them were talking in their own chat.

Jess kept fingering her pussy, her thoughts were too clouded to form a response. Her mind was imagining having a huge orgasm there in the room full of people. Unable to control her screams, she would end up naked in front of everyone.

They were patiently waiting for her response, observing Jess rubbing herself while she contemplated her options. Maybe she could make a run for it when her legs were free? She could be sure they were stronger and faster and probably ready for her to try to bolt.

The bulges in her pants were more inviting than a proper girl should admit. One of them even had its own wet spot where she guessed the tip of his cock. She wondered how big they were. Even though her only blowjob experience was with one cock, her ex wanted her to blow him all the time, and she was confident; she was good at it. She even did it to him a few times in the cinema, and this was sort of the same thing.

A jolt in her ass brought her out of her reverie. Jess realised she nearly came with her fingers buried in her juices.

Was that normal? She was being blackmailed into giving blowjobs, and she was being self-conscious about whether they would like it while already daydreaming about their packages.

After her legs were freed, Jess put her hair up and went to her knees in front of the one with the wet tip.

It was smaller than she hoped.

Her wet lips took him in, and a groan escaped him as she expertly enveloped him in her throat.

Her ex used to manipulate her into doing what he wanted. There was a cheerleader at their high school who was openly flirting with him, so he said that if Jess wouldn't want to do something for him, then the other girl would. They broke up only after Jess found out that the two of them were having sex regularly behind her back. He laughed and told Jess that several times he made her suck him off while his cock was still fresh from the cheerleader's pussy. It was going on for a long while by the time Jess found out; they were laughing at all the things he was able to get her to do.

Among other things, he trained her to basically blow him on command whenever he wanted. He started threatening to leave her unless she allowed him to cum deep in her throat. Jess had a problem with her gag reflex and even threw up the one time she tried too hard. Not wanting to lose him, she decided to train with a dildo at home and keep edging, not allowing herself to cum, until she managed to do it. Back then, she was permitting herself to orgasm only after the dildo was down her throat for longer and longer. In the end, she lost her gag reflex, which he used right away to fuck her mouth whenever she wanted.

Even that first dildo she ever had was a present from him (bought with her own money). It was intentionally more or less his size, and he wanted her to carry it always in her purse. Sometimes he fucked her with it. Sometimes he wanted to watch her fucking herself. That was when her experience with edging started, but that's a memory for another time.

Her thoughts about her ex were interrupted when she felt hot sperm shooting deep into her mouth. Jess made sure her nose was pressed into his crotch the way she was trained.

This didn't take more than a couple of minutes; her ex used to last much longer.

Jess waited with his cock still fully sheathed in her mouth until he would give her a signal. Her throat was constricting around it, and she started having trouble breathing, her eyes going red.

He pushed her away, and his dick slid out, still connecting them by a strand of saliva.

Jess had a sad thought. After leaving her asshole ex, was she now destined to be instead blackmailed and manipulated by these two asholess for the rest of her studies or maybe even the rest of her life? The real sad thing was that she still wasn't over him, and she still masturbated frequently while thinking about him. She wished that was all... when she was back in her hometown, visiting her parents, he always found out. Jess resisted him only a few times. Most of the time, he just needed to tell her to bend over, and her pussy would be wet before her panties were down.

The second cock was now down her throat. From what she could tell, this one wouldn't last that long either.

There was no helping it. When she sucked cock, she was conditioned to think of her ex. Memories of the last time he fucked her flooded her mind. He kept telling her about how the other bitch is tighter than her and better fuck then her, and instead of slapping him, she came hard around his cock. Once he came himself, he made her suck him until he was ready to go another round. That night she cried at home in her bed only to make herself cum one more time with his dildo while thinking about him.

Her head was bobbing up and down. She used her hand only to hold him at the base to make him stiffer while her mouth and throat did all the work. He grabbed her hair while Jess took all of him, balls deep, as soon as he started shooting his load down her warm throat.