Girls Race

This is the first Draft of part 3. I appreciate any comments.

content warning: peer pressure, dub-con, blackmail, alcohol.

remember that even if these things are fun to fantasise about, it is never okay to pressure anyone into doing sexual activities, and it is okay to stop or refuse to participate in any sexual activity always.

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The auction was over. A minute ago, I was dreading getting gang-banged by the basketball team, I could feel myself shaking not just because that was insane, but also knowing I would have gone along with it, no matter how degrading it would have been, or who would be watching me.

Instead Terry showed up, and why?

To save me?

Or did he have something even worse in mind?

What the hell could be worse than being fucked by 10 or so guys on a stage with everyone watching?

The crowd cheered as Terry lead me off stage down through the crowd with his right hand on my butt. "You got a little careless," he whispered in my ear, "that could have gone really bad!" He squeezed my butt tighter, "I hope you are ready to show me some gratitude."

So was he rescuing me? Or claiming me? I tried to read his body language as he highfived people on the way to our table, and squeezed my ass, but I couldn't tell what he was up to. I waited until we got a little away from the crowd before asking, "why did you bid?"

He looked at me with a wounded expression, that turned into scorn, "did you want to be fucked on stage by a gang of jock assholes?" He let go of me as we continued to walk to the table.

"No I mean, why you?" Maybe if Jordan had made the bid I wouldn't have been so confused, "why didn't Jordan or Chris bid?"

Terry scoffed, "I'll show you, let's just get back to the table, before someone claims it." As we walked around the bushes concealing our table, I saw Cee was gone, and so was both Chris and Jordan. "They didn't stick around for the auction," Terry explained, "Cee downed the last Haze shots and convinced the others to go along with her to fuck or something."

I was disappointed in Cee, she had been pushing me so hard, and then she hadn't even stuck around, "why didn't you join them then?" I asked defiantly.

"Because I wanted to see the fucking auction!" Terry responded in anger, "It's bullshit to push you up there and then not at least see how you do." I felt a bit of appreciation for Terry at that moment, he had stuck around even when Cee hadn't, even though Cee had very likely offered him sex or a blowjob or whatever, he stuck around to watch.

"Thank you, I guess." I said meekly, as we sat down, still worried about what Terry had planned for me.

"Well, don't give me too much credit," Terry chuckled, "I still expect you to follow through on your promise." He grabbed me and pulled me up against his body on the bench, kindness replaced by entitlement, "it's not every day I get to fuck a virgin pussy!"

I felt my heart drop, usually virgins weren't so slutty, I could almost hear him belittle me. Instead he surprised me "But first, I think you said you wanted to get to know the guy popping your cherry."

What was there to know about Terry? He was a sexist asshole, who admittedly was acting uncharacteristicly chivalrous out of the blue, he would always be a short, unattractive goblin. His hand was on my hip, and despite the fact that I hated his guts, it felt kind of nice.

"I actually grew up in the next town over, so going to Sinwell was always sorta in the cards for me." He talked very quietly, as if he was afraid anyone would hear, "I wasn't very popular in highschool, and honestly I don't have a lot of friends, but starting at Sinwell felt like a new beginning for me."

He took a sip of the beer he had left there earlier to go fetch me, unbothered with the risk of who may, or may not have spiked his drink, my own almost full cup of beer still stood on the table, "My parents aren't wealthy,

Terry seemed to notice me eyeing the cup I left to get on stage, "Aren't you gonna drink your beer?" I just shook my head, "more for me then," he took my beer, something inside me hoped it had been roofied, so I could slip away, but I wasn't so lucky.

"Anyway one of the great things about Sinwell is all of these different ways of getting tuition financed, so I am paying for College myself." I had seen the pamphlets, I hadn't signed up for any of the programs, except the free contraceptives from Libisyn.

"I have an appointment at the doctor's once a week, and then I cut 30% of my student debt." I was slowly recovering from the shock of the auction, and his attempts of letting me 'get to know him' was just superficial bullshit.

"Sure, but when do we get to the point where you explain why you're such a dick?" I snarked back at him, he just stared back at me with an annoyed expression.

"If you don't know how to keep your mouth shut, you can fill it with my cock." His response came as a surprise, but even more shocking was my own body's betrayal, I felt my mouth salivate and my heart beat faster as I remembered the sight of Terry's enormous cock.

"I can keep quiet," I said, "I'm sorry, I'll be nice."

Terry shook his head, "too late, I don't need your bratty behaviour." His tone was firm and I felt myself twist inside, trying not to envision being back at the dorm, struggling to suck him off, I hated his guts, but my mouth was literally drooling at the mere suggestion.

I knew it wouldn't be much easier this time around, but I let him push me below the table, I unzipped his loose cargo pants, and I tried to breathe normally, as his massive dick was let out. It had only been a few hours, but I had forgot how massive it really was, the striped skin stretched tight around its veins and shaft, I had to swallow to avoid drooling.

I hated to admit it, but it was exciting sitting below the table with a cock and the risk of someone seeing me. Why was I like this? I thought, while wrapping my fingers around his dick, he had to scoot the bench back a bit to make room for it. Why was that hot? As he adjusted his hips to make room, I looked at his impressive penis, it seemed wider along the middle than by the root, and I couldn't help but think that something was unnatural about it.

I licked his veiny shaft and felt the grooves of the stretch marks against my tongue, I didn't know if stretch marks were normal on cocks, I certainly hadn't seen them in porn, but then again, I had only seen a few pornstars boasting a dick like Terry's.

Terry kept talking about how he likes Physics class, something about how it's the wayeverything in the universe works, I couldn't make myself listen to it, instead I focused on his cock, and wrapping my lips around his surprisingly normal sized dickhead.

No one noticed I was sitting under the table and caressing Terry's monsterous cock with my tongue and lips. It was hot how anyone could just look under the table and see me, and as I continued to ignore Terry telling me about himself, I started to fantasise about Cee and the boys returning.

They'd find me below the table and demand that I serviced all the boys. I'd go from one to the next, while they sat and pretended nothing was happening, I slid the cock out of my straining mouth, and kissed it. "I am such a slut" I whispered too low for Terry to notice, but saying the words excited me in a way I didn't like.

I tried to reign myself in, why did these thoughts demand so much attention? Was it the alcohol? Or was I a horny little slut beneath the surface after all? I remembered the dream I had, the one about the teachers fucking me in front of the entire class, maybe it was just my true nature.

Terry was now rambling about some game I could not care less about, and as I sucked and kicked, the five words demanded to be spoken again, I once again let go of his cock and said them, this time a little louder, yet still inaudible, "I am such a slut".

The words echoed in my mind, and with each reverberation I became more and more horny. Terry's words cut through my cock sucking haze, "...But the endgame is such a grind, I really feel like they just," Terry paused as I tried pushing his cock deep into my throat, but his cock was just way too big, so I let go again to breathe.

"...want to force players to buy their way through it." Terrys voice was strained from talking through the pleasure.I felt a rush of pride from being good enough that he had to stop speaking for a second, and it made me want to try again, but then he pulled me back up.

I felt a little disappointed, but I definitely didn't want him to know that, "I hope you're happy now." I said with as much spite as I could muster.

"Very," Terry replied, "I'm looking forward to using your slutty body later." He said it in such a calm voice, I felt certain that he knew just how turned on I was, my bikini bottoms all sticky from my juices, "I stopped you up because Cee, Chris and Jordan are returning, and I thought you'd appreciate not sucking my cock when they return," I nodded and found something inside me wish he had let me stay, I shook it off as he continued, "but make no mistake, I'm not done."

Of course he wasn't, but it felt strange to hear him say it out loud, as if he owned me. "Hi!" Cee said as they approached, "you've already lost it?" She asked with excitement. I just shook my head, cheeks burning, "why not? Why are you here then?"

"I bought her," Terry said, everyone looked at him in surprise, "it was getting kinda crazy on the stage, and besides I have always wanted to fuck a virgin." He wrapped his arm around my and cupped my tit under the bikini top. "She kinda has to do whatever I want because I paid for her." It was not exactly what was agreed upon.

There was a brief moment between us, eye contact, like he wanted to say he was sorry for saying it m in front of the others, so I went along with it.

"Oh shit!" Cee said, "that's fucking hot! Not gonna lie." She winked at me, like she was impressed.

Chris chimed in, "I mean, I just got off, and I don't think I have another one in me, but like theoretically," he paused, "would you be able to make her fuck the three of us?"

Terry laughed, "Definitely, if I hadn't stepped up, she was gonna bang the whole basketball team on stage," I had almost forgot the chill of fear, I felt on stage, until Terry brought it back up, "in front of everyone, seems like I'd be doing her a favor."

I had just fantasised about sucking off the three of them, and the notion of fucking them all, suddenly felt hot. But I shook my head, "come on guys," I feel my face blush as they looked at me "Let's not get carried away."

Jordan looked at me with a calculative expression, "but you'd do it though? If we asked you to?" I didn't answer, something wanted to, the same urge that had made me fantasise about pleasuring them below the table, but I wasn't a slut. I didn't let those urges drive me. Still I couldn't bring myself to say no, so I just remained silent, while my face blushed even more.

"Actually," Cee started, "I think there is a pretty high likelihood, You'll be doing at least a threesome in the Girls Race." She looked at me with a mix of concern and arousal. "Maybe getting some sessions in before the race would be a good idea?"

What the fuck did she mean with sessions? "Hold up," Jordan said, "are you saying we should, like..." I could see Jordan getting excited by his own thoughts, "train Adria for the race?"

Cee nodded, "I think that's a good idea. It's still two weeks away," I was in shock, but despite my futile protests Cee continued "think of it as training for a marathon, you've gotta get some experience, otherwise you're just gonna freeze during the race, and that'll be way worse."

She was unfortunately making sense, if I had more experience, my chances would be better, and I was gonna compete against girls who willingly signed up for a race designed to humiliate them sexually. I had been so focused on the auction, and losing my virginity, that I hadn't thought that far ahead.

"I want to have her for myself tonight though," Terry finally said, I was grateful to him for that, despite what came next, "I paid for her, and I don't want you to freeload off me." Then he looked at me, "but you could buy us a round for all those beer tickets you got!"

I had put my beer tickets in my purse on the table, Cee snatched it up and began counting before I could do anything, "35 beer tickets? That's all you got?" She looked at Terry with a disappointed look.

"Nah I guess the hostess took 15 tickets as a handling fee or something?" Terry huffed at Cee's insinuation that he was stingy, "Maybe the next round is on Adria." He suggested to everybody's delight.

"Wait why?" I had earned those beer tickets, "I just got those tickets!"

"Because I say so," Terry grinned, "and because you're being a brat about it, you're gonna go order them topless." I could not stop my jaw from falling, this was beyond keeping appearances for the guys, but everyone including Cee kept pushing me. So I dropped my bikini top, and tried to look confident as I got up and walked towards the beer tent.

I was only wearing those juice soaked bikini bottoms, as I passed through the crowd, everyone looked at me with recognition, "that's the slut that wanted to bang the entire basketball team" I could hear a girl bark loudly as I passed her.

This was even worse than last time I had to get beers, guys stopped me for selfies, and when I politely declined they got mad at me, "such a fucking tease," one of them yelled as I hurried onwards, "I hope that guy makes you fuck more than just a basketball team."

I was sure my face was as red as a tomato when I finally reached the crowd bundled up against the side of the bar, trying to push their way forward. Last time people had sorta nicely respected the order, but people were too drunk for that now, so I just had to do the same, despite being topless.

It was impossible not to brush up against people, and where some one had grabbed my ass last time, there was a constant flow of hands, arms and bodies touching mine, it was hopeless to try to avoid it, and soon I was squeezed in somewhere in the slow moving crowd, with a guy pressed up against my back.

My mind made me think about what would happen, if the guys around me suddenly decided to ravish me.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but soon enough I could feel his boner growing, pushing up against my lower back. I tried moving forward, which just resulted in my breasts pressing against the guy in front on me, and the guy behind me quickly filling up the space I had left.

If they all wanted they could take me, right then and there, leave me soaked in their cum, but while the thought turned me on, I was thankful that touch was all I had to endure.

I stood like that, inching forward each minute, with hands touching me accidentally or not, a dick pressed against my back and my tits pushed into the back of the guy in front of me, struggling just made it worse, and I was pretty sure that the hand now skirting my panties wasn't accidental.

Flustered I was happy to finally reach the bar, I felt like I stepped outside being able to finally breathe, if that guy had not just played with the hem of my panties and actually rubbed my clit, I might have cummed right in the middle of the crowd.

"Hi! Bare tits means free shots," the smiling blonde girl was still working the bar, except now she was topless with a pair of band-aids covering her nipples. Her obviously fake boobs made me feel conscious about my small tits, but I just smiled, "and it's two for one right now!" She put 2 shots in front of me waiting for me to drink them.

I sighed, "okay, here goes." As I downed the first, my body remembered the fantasy of being ravished by the crowd, still standing behind me. I was pretty drunk already, and the first shot hit hard, I felt a shiver down my spine into my hips, and a warmth spreading from my chest, as I got ready to take the second shot.

The next one came down smoother, the sweetness less synthetic, the strong burn less uncomfortable, in fact I enjoyed the warmth spreading through my body, and the dizzying sensation of alcohol consumed too quickly, I kept my composure as my ravishment fantasy played on repeat in my mind.

They could still grab me, at the bar, pull me to the center of the crowd, and they'd no longer care for drinks, they could use me right there and no one would be able to prevent it. Fuck! I swore to myself I didn't use to be such a pervy slut, I had that one sex dream, and then everything that had happened tonight wasn't something I had wanted.

I felt the blond bartender staring at me, "so what can I get ya?" The 2 for 1 offer meant I could use less beer tickets, but I returned with 6 beers instead of 5. Luckily the path away from the bar was unobstructed, so it was a clear path back, if you ignored the stares and the cat calling.

"Oh there she is," Cee said as I approached them, "we were getting worried."

Chris laughed, "yeah worried that you ran off on us!" The boys laughed, Cee and I shared a look. It felt comforting to know she still worried, even if she was very comfortable with pushing me into more sexscapades.

"We've made a schedule for you," Cee said, showing me a crude table drawn on a napkin, "Jordan gets you Mondays and Thursdays, Chris gets the the Tuesdays and Wednesdays..."

Terry broke in, "And I get you Fridays and Saturdays, starting tonight."

I tried worming my way out, but if this meant that I would avoid losing the Girls Race, I recalled the video from last year, with that girl sucking a guy off and then drinking a whole glass of cum... I didn't want a video of me doing that online, and that was only the first day, the loser penalties got progressively more extreme as the days went on. "Okay fuck," I finally caved, "I'll do it! I'll do the whole training bit."

"Great!" Terry said with menace in his voice, "Then your assignment for tonight, is to go back to the gloryhole, take off those wet bikini bottoms, and send me a few sexy selfies in there," I dreaded going back to the gloryhole, not knowing who was on the other side recording me had gotten me in trouble earlier, "I wanna see you touching your pussy."

Cee added a demand "and if someone sticks their dick through the hole you have to make him cum on your face!" It seemed like Cee genuinely felt like she was helping me, but I still felt betrayed.

"Fine!" I got up, still topless and found my way inside, I hadn't noticed how dark it had gotten before stepping into the light, my bare tits suddenly felt even more naked in the bright indoor lights.

I hurried to the gloryhole in the ladies room, trying to avoid eye contact, uncomfortably pushing through crowds, as I entered the ladies room I felt butterflies, a strange mix of anticipation and dread fighting for my attention.

I walked past girls fixing their makeup, and the occupied regular toilet stalls to the last stall, at the end. The bright light in there I now realised was intended to make the two-way mirror work, I. The men's room there was probably a dark room that made it impossible for me to see them.

The stall was empty, only the various doodles and scribbles on the mirror, showed signs of previous occupants. I got in, locked the door, hung my purse on a coat hook and stripped out of my panties, I fished out my phone and took a Birds Eye selfie, holding my panties in one hand, while raising the phone in the other. I winked cheekily.

I looked at the picture before sending it to Terry, he wanted me to take a picture of me masturbating, clearly displaying my pussy, looking at the floor I now realised that there were drops and small pools of semen strewn across the floor, so it was gonna be hard to sit on the floor without touching it.