Girls Race

This episode required a lot of rewrites, I eventually just had to get it done, I drastically changed the outline at this point. Hope you like where I took it.

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.

As Kate and I walked home with a bottle of Haze vitamin water each, we were getting wildly conspiratorial. "I bet almost all the girls are getting blackmailed actually!" I said, thinking about how Crismary had sucked off that guy.

"I bet they each have something, someone is holding over their head," Kate nodded, "why else would a girl like Hannah put herself in that situation?" A thrum began as I thought about Hannah on stage sucking off an endless line of guys, with everyone watching her.

Why had I put myself in a situation where I could risk that happening to me? Was it Cee blackmailing me with the video content from that first party? Was it to humiliate Megan and free Chloe from her influence? Or did some part of me know already then how the risk and exposure would make me feel? This deep sensation of desire, pleasantly numbing my brain if I let it.

I shook the thoughts away and listened to Kate's theory, "I bet Winkhole is earning a lot of money on gullible college girls," her words echoed in my mind, was I gullible? Kate continued, "they don't care if Hannah has ruined her reputation after that!"

I kept quiet, what about my own reputation? I hadn't really thought that far ahead... "But why would the college administration allow this?" She continued, "what is in it for them? Funding? Is Winkhole making that much money from porn?"

Kate didn't seem to notice how quiet I had gotten, as I replayed the day in my head. When I thought about what I had done, and how willingly I had done it, I could hardly recognise myself, but I didn't feel ashamed, or used.

"The only reasonable explanation is that they are mind controlling the girls and maybe even school staff!" Was I being mind controlled? I didn't feel like I was, that sense of shame, for being a pervert had felt too real to be anything like that, and really, when I thought about it, mind control was some made up bullshit.

"I'm not sure," I began.

Kate cut me off, "No it's gotta be! I think Hannah was part of a purity club before this," she didn't seem sure, "if she was, she would never have acted like such a cheap slut otherwise!"

Kate's words stung, but I couldn't let her know that maybe I was a cheap perverted slut, Kate was way too judgemental. And she seemed so certain about her impossible theory.

"Tomorrow we really need to talk to her." Kate asserted, "We gotta find out if they did something to her to control her." I just nodded, even if I was sure she was wrong. "Are you okay?" Kate finally asked, "I'm sorry you ended up in this mess..."

I looked at her, she definitely wouldn't understand, she always was the voice of reason with Cee's antics, and while I used to appreciate that about her, she wouldn't understand why I felt good about about being in the mess, that I felt proud I made a guy come that quickly, and that being watched doing it excited me on a primal level and that a very small part of me wanted to lose, to be punished like Hannah had been.

I shrugged, "it's okay," I said, "I'm alright." I tried to smile, but I really didn't want to have this conversation, especially not with her.

"Adria, it's okay if you are upset." She said to me, pulling my shoulder so we faced each other, "I feel so shitty every day this fucking race continues. I should have stopped that game of dares!"

I didn't know what to say, I couldn't tell her that I wasn't upset, then she'd only dig deeper and find the truth. She'd despise me if she knew the truth, "it's not your fault!" I tried.

"but it sort of is!" She argued, "I was just so sick of You and Cee always forcing me to be the bad guy!"

I sighed, and hugged her, "I'm sorry." I said as we stood in an embrace, I always admired her for standing up for herself, and I had been so grateful she had stopped us from flashing boys, or streaking across campus.

She didn't have to know that I had changed, or at least that I was no longer scared of flashing boys or streaking across campus, she didn't need to know all the perverted things running through my mind, she wouldn't like that Adria, she'd start to resent that Adria, just like she had started to resent Cee.

We didn't say anything else after that, we just walked to the dorm in silence.

I grabbed a nightgown and a towel in our room, and headed to the showers, while Kate went into Josh's room to join the boys for a beer..

It felt good washing off the sweat and the grime, but as I stood there under the shower head I could not wash away the fantasy of being locked in a room with nothing but an eager cock I needed to please to be let out. As I started to masturbate, the fantasy morphed, there wasn't just a single gloryhole but three, and only me to make the guys cum. I felt my body heat up, tense up as I rubbed my clit, I wasn't locked in a small room, no I was on stage, as everyone was watching me! My head went empty as an orgasm rolled through my body and the strange thrumming hummed pleasantly from my hips through my spine to my brain. Making me feel so fucking satisfied.

All the tension washed away, along with the grime and sweat, down the drain and far away. One thing that didn't wash off that easily was the dried jizz in my hair. I ended up washing and rinsing my scalp three times, and still there were locks of hair helplessly glued together as I turned the shower off.

I dried off and slipped into my nightgown, as I got back the door into Josh's room stood open, and as I peeked in, Kate urged me inside

Chris and Jordan both seemed keen to hear about the events, and Kate told them about how Megan had to choose one of seven curtains, and the one she chose had three cocks. All of the boys kept looking at me, there was a hint of desire in their gazes and the attention felt good.

"How was it for you today?" Jordan asked.

"It was strange," it was the best way I could describe it. I felt the sense of pride about my accomplishments, and I felt a strange urge to impress them, "I was bound with my hands on my back and had to find three keys in a tub of jizz!"

The look on their faces satisfied something in me. Chris' jaw dropped and Terry actually looked shocked. "So how'd you manage?" Jordan asked.

"I had to dunk my head in to find it," I laughed, "and bite into it with my teeth."

The boys didn't laugh, but they all lifted their eyebrows, "I bet that was scary," Chris added, "was it hard?"

I nodded, "Yeah it sorta sticks to your face when you resurface, so the first time I thought I wouldn't be able to breathe," I thought back on it, how it must've looked, my face with cum all over, "but after a second the surface tension broke."

Chris shook his head, "that's not what I meant..."

Kate looked at me with a puzzled expression, and I realised that Chris thought it must've been scary to stand in front of a tub full of cum, and having to dip my head into it. And I guess it had been, but that sense of fear was long gone now.

"I mean..." I said, not knowing what would follow, "It wasn't like I enjoyed it." but those were the wrong words.

"You're kidding right?" Jordan asked, "No one expected you to enjoy it, but it didn't bother you to dive head first into a tub of a lot of guy's cum." He continued before I could answer, "guys who very likely donated it the day before?"

I shrugged. I hadn't thought about the source of the jizz. The thought of the audience watching me dunk my head into a tub with their jizz sent a shiver down my back, had they enjoyed watching me doing it? Knowing their cum was stuck to my face, and filled up my mouth, that I had swallowed some of it.

I shook the feeling off me, I didn't want that thrum of desire to start again, sitting here bottomless in my night gown with four boys watching me talking about getting covered with jizz was just too dangerous, "I think you guys are far more scared of cum than we are."

I tried looking at Kate, hoping that she'd weigh in, but she just shrugged with a frown. I had to say something that would derail the conversation "I'm guessing none of you have even tasted your own cum, isn't that like... Sexist or homophonic or something?" It was an obvious diversion, but it worked.

I didn't want to talk about what I enjoyed or how rotten my mind was.

The boys argued that I was being unreasonable and that they weren't homophobic for not wanting to eat cum, "fine, fine! Homophobic is maybe a strong word, but you expect us to swallow and you won't even taste it yourselves." I grinned.

Jordan scoffed, "I've never expected a girl to..." He trailed off when he saw my sceptical expression, he couldn't possibly have forgotten that he had expected me to swallow during two of our training sessions. "Okay, fine I get it," he surrendered, "but it isn't the same, you like dick so I just assumed you also like jizz".

Luckily I didn't have to say anything, because at that Kate broke in, "That's typical! Just because porn shows girls covered in sperm, you assume we all like it?" I could lean back and breathe while Jordan and Terry argued with Kate. All of this talk about swallowing jizz had gotten to me, I had to focus on the music, and count the beer bottles to take my mind off the memory of Hannah covered in semen.

It used to be the other way around, just a month ago, when I wanted to masturbate I constantly got distracted by stray thoughts, homework, shopping that needed to get done, or other mundane bullshit that made the act of reaching an orgasm difficult.

Now I could be casually eating cereal, and then my brain suddenly imagined the milk being semen. When passing through the dorm I imagined naked boys in every room I passed. I thought about walking into the boys showers, and stripping naked... Focus! I thought, what is wrong with me? While everyone agreed to talk about something other than jizz, I forced myself to think about schoolwork.

"Kate mentioned that you guys have a theory?" Terry said, looking at me with an inquisitive look.

"Yeah, I think we are still working out the details." I didn't really want to talk about mind control, but Kate jumped in, "we think Winkhole is mindcontrolling the girls in the race."

I sighed, Chris and Jordan laughed, "You're kidding right? That's not actually a thing, you know that right?" Chris grinned in disbelief, I felt caught between them and Kate, I couldn't just stab Kate in the back, but her theory was completely unrealistic.

"You think they put a sex-chip into her brain or something?" Chris grinned.

"fuck you," Kate said dismissively, "no, or... I don't know! But remember Brianna?"

Jordan Laughed, "How could we forget?" Nudging Chris.

I grinned along, but caught myself before Kate noticed, "Brianna only wanted to suck guys off after her punishment, because someone at Winkhole mindcontrolled her!" Kate continued, again Chris and Jordan laughed, but Terry just lifted his eyebrows.

"So you think Brianna and Hannah are just slutty whores?" Kate argued, then she pointed at me "What about Adria?" I felt a chill run down my spine, being called out like that.

Chris looked at me and scrunched up his face, "But you're only in the race, cause you lost that bet though?"

He was technically right, or maybe he was completely right, I didn't know any more. What if I was a slutty whore? What if I had always wanted to lose that game of dare? Had my heart sunk out of despair? Or out of relief? I could no longer tell.

"Yes!" Kate answered for me, "but what if they mind control her? Cee wouldn't listen but we gotta do something!" Kate pleaded.

"You are telling us Brianna couldn't possibly want to suck a dick unless she was either brainwashed or a whore?" Jordan stated accusingly. And he was sort of right, who knew what had actually happened in the Donation Dome? Maybe they had edged her for the whole time, maybe she had been able to see how many men were jerking off to her, maybe she wanted to suck them off, but weren't allowed to.

No one except Brianna really knew why she had gone out wanting to suck cock. I dared to speak up, "I mean, Brianna saw all those guys jerking off to her, and she probably wasn't allowed to touch" I shrugged, "Maybe she thought that was hot."

Clearly none of the guys had thought about why Brianna was supposedly begging guys to let her suck them off. They were just sad they'd missed it.

"I don't think it's mind control," Terry said he was calm and quiet, which wasn't like him at all. "It's hormones."

Chris and Jordan both laughed, but there was something weird about how Terry said it, like he knew something he wasn't telling us.

Kate was furious, she didn't kiss Josh, "You could have backed me up a little."

Josh sighed, "Babe!" But Kate was already dragging me out of the room and into our own.

"You really think Brianna would be turned on by that?" Kate said accusingly.

"I don't know, that's the point." I pleaded as Kate unlocked the door and we walked in, "We need to find out more before we jump to conclusions."

Kate looked upset, "But what if it is you who loses tomorrow?" The thought terrified me, but not like Kate was thinking.

The humming woke up again, "I promise I won't." And even if I did they wouldn't install a chip in my brain.

Kate didn't let up, "Do you think I'm being crazy? You also think Hannah and Brianna were being controlled, right?" she asked, and I didn't know what to say, it was impossible.

And if they were, then why would something deep seated in me envy Hannah? "You're not crazy." was all I said, and I hugged her goodnight.

We brushed our teeth in silence, both exhausted. And I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

I woke up the next morning around 10 AM, Kate was looking at her phone, probably texting Josh. My entire body hurt from two days of physical activity. I suddenly also felt a crushing sense of embarrassment, had I really dunked my face into that tub yesterday? And why had I been cool with it, even knowing it was being recorded - was I gonna be cum-face-girl for the rest of my time at Sinwell?

It's just because you feel so exhausted, I told myself, and even thinking about running again later today made me regret the effort I had put in. I laid there wondering if I should have paced myself more, even if it meant having to suck another dick in front of everyone, and that kicked another shame cycle into gear.

It was a moot point, and it only served to make my heart beat faster and that humming sensation to wake up again, so I discarded the thought and got dressed as Kate furiously texted Josh. "Good morning." she said exasperated, "Josh is being a fucking dick."

I wanted to be there for her, but right now I couldn't, "that sucks, tell him to suck Terry's dick... I'm gonna go get some breakfast," I said, not wanting to stay with Kate who might bring up yesterday's conversation, "I guess I'll see you later?"

She nodded, still texting Josh.

Down stairs I ran into Gale, it was strange seeing him here, and he was clearly looking for me, my heart beat a little faster and I felt my cheeks burn.

"Adria, hi!" He said, "I couldn't find you yesterday, but I wanted to talk about Megan before the race today." He was looking quite handsome, and I had gone to bed with wet hair, in the outfit that laid at the top of the drawer, so I surely looked like a mess, why was it always like this with Gale.

"Hi, sure." I said trying to push my hair flat, with very little success. But Gale didn't seem bothered by my disheveled appearance so after a while I relaxed a bit.

We went to grab breakfast pastries and a coffee at the local coffee bar, the kind with second hand furniture and mugs. "So I couldn't really do much to fuck with Megan today," Gale told me, "but I did manage to help you a bit." He said smiling. "How so?" I asked.

He looked around and lowered his voice, "I made sure you get a break today, you see the safety regulations surrounding the indoor pool are very strict, so no cum or dick sucking today." He leaned back into his chair and took a sip of his coffee, "you're gonna be split into two groups, and the other group will be in the gymnasium."

"How do you know all this?" I asked, he didn't respond but just smiled with an awkward expression.

"Look I'm already telling you more than I ought to," he said, "but I think you and I can help each other." Now it all made sense, of course he wasn't into me, he needed me for something.

"What do you need me to do?" I asked, with a defeated expression.

"Nothing you're not already doing," he said, "let's just say that I don't like bullies, and Megan is one bully I'd like to do something about..." he blew out a breath, and I also felt a little relieved he wasn't gonna ask me to sneak into Megan's room and plant a glitter bomb or something. "It's not all bullies you can stand up to, but we have a chance to take Megan down a peg."

It made sense, it was sort of the reason I had signed up, maybe? At least I had intended to do something about her, but then Chloe had seemed so content in her situation, Gale broke my train of thought, "there will be a time where you will stand face to face with her, when that happens go all in." He said, "she knows who you are and definitely doesn't want to lose face to you."

I took a sip of my coffee, this seemed personal somehow, he knew way more about Megan than I had thought, "what did Megan do?" I dared to ask, Gale looked uncomfortable at the question.

"I should've told you, for me this started when I met Chloe," he blew out a tense breath, "we were dating, I don't think she had told you yet." That made sense, Chloe was the sort of girl a guy like Gale should be dating, not a dumb flatchested slut who fantasised about getting gangbanged in public by her teachers.

I managed to mask my discomfort, as Gale continued to explain, "then Megan started talking to her, and suddenly she was ghosting me. I still don't really know why, but then Megan signed herself and Chloe up for the Girls Race."

I remained calm, despite the fact my brain kept envisioning Chloe riding Gale, her fingers trailing down his body, "uhm, how did you know she signed up?"

He shrugged, "my dad donates a lot of money to the Gamma Rho Beta house, so I'm always kind of in the loop."

"Is that what you meant with, not all bullies can be stood up to?"

He scrunched his face up, realising he had said too much, "sorry, I don't think we should be talking about that." So Gale was part of the inner frat-circle, that was how he could match Megan with Blake.

"I won't ask about the frat, but I still don't understand why you came to me?"

Gale nodded, "Chloe spoke very highly of you," he said, I couldn't help but blush, it had been such a hard divide between us that I almost forgot how close Chloe and I used to be, "I figured you'd be motivated to try and get the old Chloe back."

Then he shrugged, "but to be honest, I don't know if she'll be the same." There was something about the way he said it that made me think he would agree with Kate's dumb theory, and it made it easier not to be so attracted to him.

"At least we can fuck over Megan!" I said. It felt good to say it, it meant that I had a purpose for being in the race outside of my own twisted desire.

Gale let out a little laugh, "yes, we can fuck over Megan."

The rest of the day was uneventful, it felt like the few hours between lunch and the race snailed by, maybe it was because I was avoiding Kate, so I just had to walk around aimlessly until it was time to go to the Race.