Sex Academy (Part 4 - Tied Up and Tortured)

Amanda

He takes my arms and handcuffs them tightly and painfully behind my back.

"My towel..." I say.

"What about it?" He asks.

"It's going to fall down."

He smirks. "So let it."

They take me away, through the cozy common rooms where everyone can see me. I hear them murmuring, but let them talk. They don't know what's going to happen any more than I do.

As soon as we clear the doorway, he yanks the towel from my body, leaving me exposed to the cool night air. My nipples instantly harden, needing to be touched. It's dark here, but by the time we get to the park, it's going to be almost pitch black.

Too soon, we're surrounded by trees again, with no one around to save me from my fate.

"Lucky we don't have to bother with ripping your thong off this time." He confers with the other guys. "How should we tie her up?"

"Her hands above her head would be hot." Someone says.

"And obviously we're going to tie her legs together after we put it on." Another says.

Put what on? I think. What are they going to do to me?

They uncuff me and push me back against a tree. Someone grabs my wrists holds them above my head while someone else ties them together. Then they take another length of rope and tie my arms to the tree.

Hands begins sliding a pair of underwear all the way up my legs. "Don't get too wet for this one sweetie." They say. "Don't want to electrocute yourself."

The picture is beginning to clear up, but I finally put two and two together when I hear them fiddling around with a remote control.

Vibrating panties.

Knowing this school, and the amount of money they spend on sex toys, this is bound to be a very powerful, very long lasting vibrator. They're going to play with me all night.

"Because we're so kind, we'll leave you with a lantern. In case you're scared of the dark."

I'm confused but relieved by this, until I see the real reason why. They're setting up a tripod with a fancy camera to record me.

He nods to the setup. "We'll be able to see what you did all night long. How you squirmed, how you begged for us to finish you off. But we won't let you cum tonight."

They take a piece of rope, binding my legs together and to the tree. The rope is rough and digs into my skin with the slightest movement. I'll never be able to escape unless they let me free.

They begin to tease me, running their fingers over my body, pinching my nipples, and testing my cunt for its wetness.

The instant they step away, someone flicks on the switch.

The vibrations hammer against my clit. I try to contain my moans but it's no use. I start pushing against the ropes, pushing my hips up with an offering that will never be met. They keep messing around with the controls, but backing off before I cum. My screams pierce the silence, but no one comes to save me, to give me release from this agony.

I start to beg for mercy. "Please!" I scream. "Let me finish! Let me cum..." My words trial off as the vibrations stop. Then I'm jolted as they push it towards the highest setting. I would be flailing around, shoving my fingers inside of me if I could, if they just would untie the ropes. I desperately try to rub my legs together, but it only makes me more frustrated.

Maybe, if I give them the show they want, they'll let me go. I start moaning like a porn star. "Ohh, master, let me spread my legs for you. Fuck me as hard as you want, oh please, please!"

"Tell us you whore. What more do you want us to do?" He asks.

"Suck and bite my nipples. Oh god. Eat me out until I squirt. I'll suck you off, over and over until you're dry. I'll let you tie me up and play with my pussy and make me cum over and over again. I'll do anything to cum. Just once."

He smirks. "Just what I like to hear. But you've seemed to have forgotten. You disobeyed us this morning. We made you cum, for probably the first time in your life, and you ran away. No buts," He says, covering my mouth with his hand as I try to speak. "I don't care why you ran. Maybe you were scared. But we didn't hurt you at all, did we? We gave you the time of your life. And now you have to return the favor." He moves back, continuing to increase and decrease the dials erratically. I try to contain my moans, hoping to throw them off by making them think I'm not close to cumming, but I can't contain myself.

This goes on for hours. The panties are completely soaked through. My clit is aching, painfully engorged. There's still so much time until the sun rises.

It's about three in the morning when he steps closer to me again. Several of the boys have already left, but it seems like he's finally gotten tired too. "I hope you learn your lesson. Never disobey us again." With that, he inserts a long, thick dildo into my pussy, and my hips buck again, my walls pulsing to accommodate the huge member. "Nighty night sweetheart."

Even after they leave, they control the panties by occasionally messing around with the type and intensity of the vibrations. This makes it impossible for me to fall asleep. Every time I even start to drift off, they pump up the intensity. I can almost imagine them cackling.

It's almost dawn, and they haven't relented yet. Soon, people will be coming to this park. They'll see me and watch me squirm. Will they help me? More likely, they'll record videos of me and spread my plight on social media. My moans and my perky tits and my dripping pussy will be the objects of everyone's fascination. And this time, my face isn't covered, so they all will know who I am.

Are the seniors jacking off to this? I wonder. People definitely will once they retrieve the recording. Classes haven't even officially begun and I've already starred in two sex tapes.

Morning comes and my horniness is  so unbearable I think I'm going to die. I see them walking towards me, taking their time, but freedom must be close! They bring a robe, with the words 'Sex Slave' dyed bright blood red on the back. While dehumanizing, it'll be better than being stark naked.

They first untie my wrists and I rub the pink skin. When they release my legs, I collapse on the ground. I slowly pull the dildo out of my sweet hole, moaning. I use one hand to slide the dildo in and out of me, and the other rubs my clit, faster and harder. My moaning becomes louder and louder, until I cum. I spray everywhere, all the juices built up from a whole twelve hours of edging. The camera is still rolling, recording my dazed face and dripping cunt.

When I don't try to move, he picks me up, carrying me over my shoulder. He's gripping my thighs, while my breasts are pressed against his back. The robe uncovers my ass and pussy, but I'm too tired to care.

We arrive at the dorms and he lays me down roughly, outside my door, not bothering to bring me inside. They pull the robe from my body and leave. I finger my clit and my nipples, and fall asleep.