Pushes her luck [Begin Nude Route]

Just as Grace began to drift off she rolled over in such a way that the thick metal chain hanging from her collar pooled between her legs, the sudden cold jolting her awake and once again setting an inch she would need to scratch as static tingles rocked the young coed in waves and echos of waves on her sensitive until very recently private parts.

Grace yawned and stretched before taking a closer look around the room. As it turned out what she had taken for dark marble on one wall was actually tented glass, she was in a projection room for one of the larger panel rooms. As she got close enough to see through the glass her heart skipped a beat, she was seeing the back of about 3,000 heads waiting for a Star Wars panel to start.

She didn't know it but she was in one of 8 such rooms that live-streamers could use to comment on the panel with the panel in the background. This particular room was empty for the hour. However Grace would probably not have done what she did next had she known the livefeed from the room was going out not just to a chatroom audience which would be bad enough, but also to a projector screen in a small ballroom on the otherside of the hotel paired with each of the 8 streaming rooms.
As it was unused before her arrival the ballroom had only a few people resting, eating, and hanging out. Since her arrival however the game of magic the gathering in the corner went unattended as jaws dropped and friends called friends.

And that is how a floor down and 2 halls over more than a hundred people watched live as grace shrugged off her top and slipped out of her skirt.

Grace had spent more than 10 minutes in her private naughty corner of the con. She was lost in her own world and couldn't resist the idea of being this close to so many people and them be none the wiser. Having stripped down to her wedge heeled sandals and **** collar she braced her forearm on the glass widened her stance slightly and leaned her head in gently until the cool glass made contact. She began to once again massage herself in earnest finding herself charged with the excitement and taboo of what she was doing she came quickly and hard, She was just getting into the motions for a third round when she heard it. It rapid succession, Footsteps, the door bumped, a key slid into a lock!

She dropped to a deep squat immediately, scrambling in a full panic, her costume was on the otherside of the room -towards- the door! Shit!

Coming up with a plan B in a split second before the door opened she slid her body into the smallest crack she could hiding in what she thought was a closet, until the door closed with an extra *click*... She found the doorknob on this side completely unmoving she was locked out and what was wose...