Sweet dreams with a shocking ending.

You arouse with your arms splayed out, finding them chained at the wrists with little slack to resist. Your eyes trace up one wrist to your shoulder, taught and bare of any covering, then down to your torso to your heaving breasts. Your labored breathing causes them to rise and fall in rhythm with the rest of your body. Looking down, you see your ankles pulled apart by yet more chains, thanks to which your bare pussy is open and inviting to any stimulation it can find. You struggle and pull with all the strength you can muster in your efforts not to free yourself, but to reach out and stroke your finger across your sensitive clit. Of course, you are no match for the strength of the bondage.

"Well, well, well, a lithe minstrel has fallen into our laps. What shall we do with her, Emily?" You see Velvet walk into view on your right, wearing a leather corset and black masquerade mask. Her fiery hair trails behind her as she stops to turn to face you directly. The corset works to accentuate her flat chest, leaving you with the sight of her pale nipples standing at attention.

"The same we do with all wayward pawns, of course." Emily enters from your left. Of course, you'd recognize that set of breasts anywhere, and you love how they look dangling over her matching corset. She's holding a short bullwhip, which doesn't bode well for you, and wearing a matching mask as your friend. "We will find out what she knows, then eliminate her. Begin."

"As you order." Velvet approaches you and begins her oral **** on your chest. She runs her tongue across the tops of your breasts, eliciting a shiver from you at the sudden wetness. Your friend's tongue dips lower, giving your nipples some much-needed attention. They grow harder still and Velvet sucks one into her mouth then repeats with the other. Emily swings with her whip and connects with Velvet's back, making her moan in delight into your chest. Unable to move as you are, you can only tug at your restraints as you wish you could guide her mouth lower.

"Lower," Emily commands, almost reading your mind. Velvet's head drops as she drags her tongue down your stomach until she is down on her knees. She looks up at you as she lightly kisses your smooth pubic mound. You hear the crack of the whip as it strikes Velvet again, signaling her to give your dripping cunt the pleasure it has been waiting for. She drops even lower and now lies on her back underneath you, giving you a short-lived but wondrous view of her lithe body, covered only by the corset and mask. It's hard to tell through her untamed and fiery red bush but you hope she's dripping with need too.

You feel your ankles start being pulled apart as the chains wind up, forcing you into an **** split. Of course, lowering like that has dropped you directly onto Velvet's face and you feel her nose slip into your slick pussy as her tongue leaves the confines of her mouth and begins exploring your muff. You cry out at the wonderful feeling of being forcibly eaten out by your adorable friend while your roommate watches with glee. Or anger, maybe, as she strikes again with the whip, landing sorely on her breast and leaving a striking red mark on her skin. Velvet's moans reverberate against your clit and you feel her tongue find the mark as well. With her tongue swirling around your pleasure button, you're sure it won't be long until you explode in orgasmic bliss.

Emily continues to strike Velvet's body with the whip, moving her targets further up her chest, making you wary of how close it's getting to stroking you. It's hard to worry though when your friend is eating you out like it's her last meal with no regard for her own ability to breathe. You feel your juices start to flow even faster as your climax approaches. Then it happens: Velvet brings you so close to the edge just as Emily swings with her whip and with a crack it connects squarely on your clit!

You shoot up in your bed at the sudden and searing pain, though it quickly fades. It takes you a moment to recognize your dorm room in the dark and once you do, you understand what happened. Your dream nearly brought you over the edge to orgasm, and you bet your phone will tell you what stopped it. You reach over to grab your phone and spot a brand new notification: "Unauthorized orgasm attempt detected! Countermeasures activated! This incident will be reported!"

Reported? Really? Just because you happened to have a wet dream? You investigate further on the app and see that it used the maximum punishment level to shock you awake. That explains why it fucking hurt so much. You are a little disappointed that a wet dream wasn't able to get past the belt to let you finally cum. You bet that would be the same thing if you were able to manage an orgasm from your nipples or even anal.

You still have a few good hours before you need to be awake, but you doubt you'll be falling back to sleep anytime soon with the lingering pain of your near climax. You look over to your roommate and spot her softly snoring in bed, oblivious to the **** you just endured. You don't want to accidentally wake Emily, so you stay in bed and just browse on your phone. By the time the sun comes up and it begins to illuminate the dorm, you have a half dozen forum posts open from your internet search about hacking chastity belts and phone apps. Most of them don't seem to be very useful, and those that are are too complicated for you to understand. All you know is that if you don't get to cum soon you're going to lose your mind.

Emily's alarm startles you when it goes off. She doesn't say anything to you as she rolls out of bed and stumbles over to the bathroom, her messy blond hair trailing behind her. She could pass for a cute zombie in the mornings, you think. Since it's so early, you bet she must have some kind of early class or breakfast date or something. You actually don't have anything to do until the afternoon today, when you have your history class followed by your computer science class. Hmm, you think, computer science could actually help you out here if you learn some valuable skills. This might actually be the first time that you've been hoping the first class isn't just going over the syllabus.

Emily returns from the bathroom now, sporting a huge yawn. She looks much more made up now, though, with her hair fixed and a spot of makeup to keep her face in peak performance. Now that she sees you're awake as well, she speaks to you. "Morning, kiddo. Man, I had the weirdest dream last night."

"You too?"

"All this chastity belt talk has gotten to me I think." You and Emily keep chatting while she changes into her outfit for the day. You don't complain but you struggle to keep up the conversation when you see her panty-clad ass and bare backside. "I'm gonna hit a run to hopefully clear my head then I'll figure out breakfast. Call me if you need me."

"Right, I'll see you later then." You close. Emily steps out and you hear the door close behind her.