Revelling in her suffering

Author's note: 45.7% of you voted for Suzi to use a V-shaped vibrator, and so shall it be... however, this chapter has gotten too long, and I broke it apart. You will see the toy in the chapter after this one.
On a separate issue, it seems that imgbox.com, which I have been using to host the images, has some issues. I will look for some alternatives, leading to replacing all the photos across the story. For now, just enjoy the story using only your imagination.

Legs should not feel this wobbly. Suzi's head was still pounding with a hangover. The large glass of water she had would hopefully help soon.

Her eyes went wide in surprise when she opened the doors to the community showers. Beautiful wet curves were just stepping out from under the water with rivulets still cascading down before they could be captured by a towel.

Like a deer caught in headlights, Suzi stared at Jess's body, especially those big tits of hers. Their perfect teardrop shape defied gravity.

Suzi couldn't complain about a lack of attention from men, but with a body like her friend's, she would be a goddess of the whole university. It would be unimaginable to walk up to any man and not have him immediately drooling.

Now wrapped in a towel, Jess walked by, distracted, without noticing who Suzi was.

Jess managed to get only a few hours of sleep last night. The vibrations on her clit were still running when she finally fell asleep. With a lack of anything else to focus on for the rest of yesterday, she ended up masturbating several times, even though she knew that she would be only making things worse for herself.

She didn't have the will to stay on the no-touch policy, especially after going through the DMs on her phone. So many guys sent her messages yesterday. Most of them were sleezy and only a few of the guys were cute. She hasn't responded to any of them, even though she ended up going through their profiles.

She couldn't control her fantasies, imagining them finding different ways to give her no choice but fuck them however they wanted. The ugly ones and the cute ones both; the sleezier the guys were, the more perverted things they would demand of her. There was no escape from them and their cocks spewing showers of cum.

One of the messages was even from Tony, whom she thought had already been having regular sex with Suzi (which was a secret that no one was supposed to know). A simple "Hi Jess, how are you doing?" sparked a fantasy of being forced into a threesome with the.

That nearly brought her over the edge.

Jess had plenty of experience playing with her pussy for hours, denying herself the final release. She would edge repeatedly until she succumbed to her desperation and gave herself multiple orgasms. Nevertheless, all of her experience was nothing compared to going through all the stimulation at school, having one orgasm, and then being forced into 12 hours of constant low-intensity buzzing. Her trapped clit tormented her, and the teasing would not go away.

Without a string of explosive peaks, there was no blissful, satisfying sleep.

Things got really weird when, out of the blue, her phone chimed with a message containing a photo from Suzi. There was no text or explanation. Just one photo, showing her best friend fully naked and enjoying a huge cock deep in her pussy.

Jess just stared at it in shock. She was aware that Suzi wasn't particularly shy, but receiving photos of her having sex with someone was new. Was that with Tony? Was she telling her that instead of saving Jess's pussy, she was spending time taking care of her own orgasms? Was Jess supposed to be appalled? Should she be outraged? Was it normal that it was making her horny? Suzi had beautifully perky breasts; they weren't so vulgar as the embarrassing melons that she had. Also, the wet pussy was really stretched around the invader; it looked almost painful.

A sting of jealousy made itself known. Jess has only ever been with two guys, her ex-boyfriend and the one-night stand from a night out with Suzi. Neither of them had a cock that would stretch her like that.

It wasn't that Jess wanted to be a nun, but she just didn't know how to talk to guys. They were just confusing. It also should be said that most of them were boring assholes. Getting through a date was a chore, especially when they talked about themselves the whole time.

Fortunately, Jess was no virgin when it came to stretching her own pussy DIY style. This was another moment when her collection came in handy. She pulled out the largest dildo she had; it was a realistic floppy toy with a ball sack and everything. She had had it for a while but hadn't used it much. The rubber cock looked thick, and she remembered the whole thing would go only half its length in at best.

Today, there was no need for any lubricant as the chunky head started parting her waiting pussy lips. It was erotic watching her clit visibly vibrating while the thick rod started disappearing inside of her.

The next step was to take her own photo and compare.

Jess breathed hard, seeing her own pussy stretched equally to Susi's. Her hand immediately started thrusting the fake cock in and out of her. It stretched her to the point of hurt, but after only a few strokes, it was moving easily.

Jess wanted it to keep going hard and fast, but she had to stop, fearing she would peak over the edge. Her body was trembling, and she had to leave it inside, worried that even a slow movement to remove it would undo her. The full feeling, together with the vibrations of her excited button, was allowing her body to calm down only if she hadn't moved. Even squeezing her heavy breasts was proving dangerous.

Moans of frustration escaped her lips.

Was it a deep-seated self-destructive behaviour? What was the need to torment herself through her pussy? It was hard to think when her hand moved on its own to push the phallus slowly in and out again. Not enough to make her cum but just right to hold her at the edge of sanity.

She couldn't blame the app for all the torment. It was her tormenting herself now, and it was she who made the app in the first place. Movement of the cock was forcing her to admit that part of her revelled in the suffering.

It was a miracle that she managed to avoid any accidents last night and that she didn't have any new punishments.

Jess woke up early as planned, and after drinking a full large can of energy drink on an empty stomach, she pulled out one of her smart vibrators and quickly pushed it between her now permanently wet folds. With smart glasses on, she accessed the controls and found the minimum value required.

With a one-hour timer ticking down, she lay down, waiting for the caffeine overload and the machine to wake her up gradually.

Before the hour was over, she was back to panting with need. Jess did what she could to stay disciplined and not add any more stimulation than the minimum required. This morning was a marathon, not a sprint, so she had to pace herself.

The low hum felt like it wasn't enough; it was making her increasingly horny and bothered, but she knew that as long as she ignored the pulsing in her traitorous clit, she would avoid an orgasm.

It helped when she allowed herself to turn into different positions and squeezed her breasts and nipples to relieve some of the tension. The rattling vibrator was getting to fuck her in all ways imaginable, from missionary to doggy.

At the end of the hour, she was on her knees with her ass up, slowly rocking left and right, waiting for the finish line. Finally, the time was up, and her dress gained 1 % opacity. Now just 99 minutes to get to 100 %.

After the initial mandatory warm-up, Jess didn't need to worry about avoiding interruptions. Any time the opacity number went up, she could take a break if she needed. At first, she tried to stick to just penetration, avoiding her clitoris, but her will ended up broken, and most of the session was spent edging herself mercilessly.

It feels redundant by now, describing just how horny Jess is after a couple hours of being flooded by pleasure that cannot be escaped.

She decided that waiting for anything was stupid, and as soon as the app was removed, she would ask Suzi to go without her. Then she would give herself a quick, intensive reward. Even if it would lead to school absence, a medical emergency would be easily argued in her current state.

At 100% opacity, she checked herself in the mirror before taking off the fabric and going for a shower. The dress the app chose for her had a ridiculous deep cleavage and a long skirt with a high slit up her thigh. Fortunately, the dress would change itself after the shower, and once the app was gone, she would get to wear the cute but covering outfit she picked for herself yesterday.

Now sitting back in her room, she was waiting while her fingers impatiently rubbed across her pussy. She messaged Suzi right after her shower. She ignored the nude photo that was still there from the last night.

Jess was being cautious and kept her opacity close to 100 % by stroking her clit whenever a percentage went down. Plus, she hoped she would turn all that horniness into an explosive orgasm soon.

Suzi finally replied that she would be with her in 10 minutes.