You Keep Sucking

You consider giving in for a brief moment, before the thought of having to endure a sexual punishment, with your pussy already in the state its in, fills your head with anxiety and shame. Its selfish to inflict this punishment on one of your classmates, you know it, but...

You take a deep breath in an attempt to compose yourself, before taking the dildo into your mouth once more. You hurriedly close your eyes as you begin to bob your head up and down again, not wanting to see the reflected image of yourself on the floor that had shamed and aroused you so much, but you can do nothing to guard yourself against the echoed noises of your depraved sucking, nor the horribly addictive taste and smell that fill your mouth and nostrils as you put your all into pleasuring the rubber cock. Your traitorous cunt again finds the entire ordeal incredibly erotic, and yearns to be touched, but the combination of your determination to win and your shame at the idea of cumming all over your fingers inside this transparent box allows you to ignore its **** pleas for attention, leaving it to just twitch pathetically and occasionally leak more fluid into your drenched panties.

You keep at this for a little while, only briefly stopping to check the pleasure gauge or to observe how your competitors are doing. It's hard to get a feel for their progress, but you think that between Asahina's **** embarrassment causing her to suck more slowly and with less tongue action than yourself, and Celeste's vanity ensuring that she takes breaks to adjust her hair or dress in an attempt to somehow look refined while sucking a dildo, you've got the edge over both of them right now. You feel a brief sense of pride in yourself, before realising how wrong that is. Being the best at sucking cock is not a virtue, Kyoko, you fume at yourself silently, before resuming your work.

It isn't long before the pleasure gauge is almost at the maximum, and you think you know what you need to do to secure a third place finish. You again copy Maizono from earlier, who has become your dick-sucking inspiration somehow, and attempt to deepthroat the fake member. It takes a couple of tries, your gag reflex fighting you at every step, but eventually you manage to take it all the way to the base, all eight inches of artificial penis inside your mouth. "Glkkkk... gakkkkk....!" you splutter as you drool all over the floor, the slutty noises echoing back to you and making you feel even more like a whore than you already do. You bob your head up and down a couple more times, and manage to catch a glance at the pleasure meter - relief fills your whole body as you realise it's reached maximum. You take the monochromatic phallus out of your mouth and kneel on the floor, awaiting the announcement that you have completed the challenge.

Nothing happens. You panic momentarily, worrying that your pleasure gauge is faulty, before the rational part of your brain, which has been shamefully missing for a lot of this experience, takes control; you look closer at the gauge and realise it's not quite at maximum, maybe just a millimetre or two short. It just needs one last little push over the edge. You run a gloved finger over the tip of the rubber dick a couple of times, and the gauge fully maxes out. You stare down at your handiwork, trying to push back the satisfaction you feel at sucking the synthetic member to completion.

The satisfaction does not last long. You feel something wet hit your face, and gasp as you stare at your reflection in the mirror-wall. Somehow, impossibly, your left cheek is covered in white, sticky fluid. You stare down at the dildo in disbelief, only to be hit full in the face with its next rope of what you can only assume to be cum, having to close your eyes to avoid the thick liquid getting into them. You feel the semen, or whatever it is, in your hair and all over your face, and as the sex toy spurts out two more strings of hot cum, coating the top of your school uniform, you realise why Maizono had looked like she was trying to swallow a cumshot when she'd finished her blowjob - she had been.

"Fuck..." you moan as you roll up your blazer sleeve and wipe the jizz out of your eyes, looking once again at the reflected image of yourself. Your lavender hair is covered in spunk, your face is coated with the same substance as well as an ample amount of drool, and you know that someone would only have to lift your skirt a little to find your soaked purple panties, your cunt even now filling them with yet more juices at the sight of your depraved state. I'm a slut, is your immediate reaction, before swiftly pushing that to the back of your mind. You attempt to push your shame to the back of your mind as well, but right now you honestly don't know how you'll ever show your face to the others after this, let alone anyone outside this situation if you ever get out of here. Your only saving grace is that neither Asahina or Celeste appear to have noticed the state of you, too busy with their own blowjobs to look up.

"Kyoko Kirigiri has completed the challenge!" Monokuma announces, and quickly appears in your cubicle. You blink and you're somewhere else entirely, your eyes actually having to take a moment to adjust to the new environment. You realise it's Hope's Peak's entrance hall, the immovable metal door that kept all of you trapped within the school's confines looming over you impressively. "Congrats, Kirigiri-chan!" cheers Monokuma. "A bronze medal performance! I knew you had it in you; that icy attitude of yours is just to mask how much of a slut you are, huh? Did you like the surprise at the end? I made the chemical formula myself; it's as close to real semen you can get!"

You glare at him in fury, before taking in the rest of the room. Maizono and Enoshima are both here, sat on armchairs that didn't used to be here, looking at you with concern; Maizono looks understandably embarrassed considering what you'd both watched each other do, while Enoshima is attempting to wipe a large amount of jizz from her face, clearly having made the same mistake you did. "You ok, Kirigiri-san?" the model asks, and you give her a weak nod.

Monokuma interrupts any conversation you may have had. "Enough chit-chat!" he exclaims, "we've got a viewing party still going on! Get over here and sit your sweet ass down, Kirigiri-chan!" He gestures to an empty armchair next to Enoshima, and you weakly walk over, suddenly feeling exhausted. Your jaw and knees hurt, understandably, but the emotional toll of having to so thoroughly **** yourself is the biggest factor. You take a seat, attempting to wipe some of the cum out of your hair and off your face, before you realise with horror what Monokuma had meant by 'viewing party'. Opposite your armchairs is a large monitor, and displayed on the screen are various camera angles of Celeste, Asahina and Fukawa sucking on their dildos, clearly live footage from the cubicles in the dining hall. You glance at Maizono and Enoshima, and both of them share your grim expression as they stare at the depravity on the screen.

"Dammit, we've lost our audio again!" curses Monokuma, and pulls out a remote control from... somewhere, pointing it at the monitor and pressing a button. Suddenly your auditory senses are assaulted with the lewd sounds of sucking and slurping to accompany the visuals on-screen. "Aaaaaand we need the pleasure gauge display. Gotta know who's winning, after all!" The bear presses another button and the pleasure gauge for each of the three students' dildos appears on the screen. Asahina is incredibly in the lead, just slightly ahead of Celeste, and you're surprised to realise Fukawa is in last place by some margin, despite clearly putting the most effort into her blowjob, her glasses sliding up and down her face as she bobs her head on the fake cock in front of her. Monokuma seems to take notice of your questioning gaze. "Fukawa-chan started off with a lower pleasure level than everyone else," he says, simply.

"Why?" you demand. "That's not fair." You don't particularly like Fukawa, but the thought of having a handicap in the challenge you'd just undertaken was a horrible thing to think about.

"Puhuhuhuhu! The smell, of course!" Monokuma chuckled. "Anyone with a real dick would find it shrivelling up if they got a whiff of that girl's stench! She's got to work extra hard to overcome that, and fair play to her, she's giving it her all!" You scowl at the hateful bear. "What, jealous of these three getting all the tv time?" Monokuma asks. "Don't worry, I've been recording the whole thing for posterity! I'd be happy to show you a montage of all your best bits, Kirigiri-chan!"

You feel a fresh wave of shame come over you. All of that was on tape. All your perverted faces, the moment you almost touched yourself, the deepthroat, the cum splattering all over your face. Even if you somehow escaped from here, unless you were able to find and neutralise the person controlling Monokuma, they would have **** material on you for the rest of your life. You stare at the screen as you internally curse whoever the mastermind of this sex game was... and also curse your body, as you continue to be more turned on than you thought possible, sat with spunk all over your face watching your fellow victims suck on rubber cocks like their lives depend on it...