Zero Day Exploited Priyanka Ch. 06

"You ladies want to jog over to the dining hall and get some breakfast? My treat."

Pri demurred but Amy was enthusiastic about the idea. She pleaded with Pri to join them and finally she agreed, firmly reminding her that she had to a morning class to get to. Breakfast was achingly slow for Pri, who couldn't help but watch the clock and know her timeline was shrinking fast. A shower, dry her hair, edge, makeup, there just wasn't enough time and they weren't even finished eating. Amy, however, was thoroughly enjoying herself and Pri knew she couldn't abandon her friend. Instead she sat and made pleasant conversation with Jake while she stewed at every passing minute.

"Hey, so there's a party at our house tomorrow, it'd be great if you guys came. We're going to have a DJ."

"That would be awesome," Amy smiled. "We'd love to come!"

Pri groaned inwardly. She wasn't a party girl and had school work, not to mention a blackmailer waiting for her.

"I have to study for a test next week."

"Pri, you're always studying. You can take one night off, right?"

"I don't know..."

"Well hey," Jake interjected, "No pressure. I totally understand that school comes first. But if you're free, it'd be great if you could make it."

Amy was exuberant as they walked back to the dorm.

"Oh my God, that sounds like so much fun! Pri, you have to come with me. Come on, we'll bring some of the other girls too. You can take a night off! For me, at least come out with me."

Pri promised to think about it and glanced at her watch again. There was no way she could dry her hair now, never mind edge herself. As she rushed through her shower, an idea slowly took root. She would have to edge while out on campus. After all, only two days ago she had masturbated to completion in a bathroom stall, now she was out of time and had no other option. She towel dried her hair and ripped a comb through her black hair. After dressing quickly, she pulled her still damp hair into a pony tail, put on her makeup and dashed out for class.

Sitting in Art History, she planned out her morning. It was the same schedule she had when she had masturbated for those men. She toyed with the idea of running back to her dorm room, edging, and then running back to class, but that would be cutting things way too close. She resigned herself to returning to the upstairs restroom and completing her edge.

Pri soon found herself in the stall again, only this time without an audience. Her skilled fingers soon found their mark as she settled into a fantasy of going to the party tomorrow. As her fingers built up the tempo around her clit, she slid two into her wet pussy. Suddenly the door opened and two girls came in, chatting to each other. Pri yanked her hands away and froze, ears focused.

The one girl went into the other stall while the other one stood at the mirror, probably primping herself. Pri contemplated her options. If the other girl was waiting for a stall, they would wonder why she wasn't coming out. She quickly wiped herself, flushed, and headed out, nodding politely to the other girl as she washed her hands. Glancing at her watch she frowned, noting she had already burned twenty minutes and now needed to find a new location. She went down to the next floor and found the ladies room, this one with four stalls. She selected the one by the wall and took her position. Again her fingers started circling her clit as she focused on getting to her edge. She added two fingers to her pussy and started to work herself in earnest.

Again the door opened and a girl came in. Pri clamped her eyes shut and focused, knowing she could not afford to change locations again. She locked into the most erotic vision she could summon, her memory of masturbating for four strangers. Men who were watching her, judging her. One of who was her professor. The fantasy did it's job and she yanked her hands away at the last moment. She took a moment to recover and checked her watch, noting she still had time to get to her next class. Even in her state she couldn't help but shake her head at the girl she was becoming.

That night, a chat window opened. After the preliminaries he had had her do a striptease followed by twerking practice. Even Pri had to admit she was getting really good at twerking, being able to flap her small cheeks in numerous positions. After she finished, she returned to her laptop. He asked about her day and Pri recounted everything from running with the two guys to edging herself in a restroom while another girl was in the room.

Sounds like a good time!

"It's too risky. I didn't like it."

You didn't get caught, everything is fine.

"Speaking of which, can I stop with the email game? Please."

No, you've been so successful at it!

"Please?"

What do I get in return?

Pri shrugged.

I tell you what, let me think about it

Pri nodded in resignation.

"Also, the guys invited us to a party tomorrow night and Amy really wants to go."

Well that sounds nice! You don't sound so enthusiastic.

"Well, I mean I have school work. And you."

Awww, you'd rather spend time with me than go to a party.

"No, it's not that, just that you might not let me go."

Why would I not let you go? I want you to have fun.

"And there's also..."

What?

Pri paused, embarrassed at what she was about to confess. "I mean you make me edge myself and I'm just so horny all the time, I'm worried that I might do something, like, you know, like if I meet a guy."

Sounds lovely. I tell you what, I give you permission to enjoy yourself. All rules are suspended from tomorrow night until noon Saturday, so you don't even have to worry about a run. The only thing is you are not allowed to masturbate. If you can find someone else to make you feel good, have at it..

"What? No, I couldn't. I didn't mean like that."

I'll even sweeten the deal. If you can make a guy cum, I'll allow you an orgasm of you choice.

"What? Oh my God, no, I couldn't do that. I mean..."

You mean what? You're a beautiful young college girl. You should enjoy yourself.

"But I'm not a slut!"

Then you should have nothing to worry about, right? And, if you stay out until at least midnight, you can end the email game.

"I mean...I guess...it's just..."

Go to the party. Enjoy yourself. Stay safe, don't get too drunk. Great, it's settled. Okay, feet up, do you want to read a story or watch a video?

Pri shook her head at the turn of events as she picked a video. She had hoped he would forbid her from going to keep her from temptation, but now he was encouraging her to go. And offering her an orgasm of her choice was just too much. At least she could stop with the email game.

The video was a crude, homemade tape of what looked like a raucous college party, culminating with a girl hooking up with a guy while a third guy watched and video taped it. Pri couldn't help but envision herself in that situation, letting some random guy fuck her senseless. She was already questioning her resolve, now she would be dancing with fire.

After the video he had her edge herself five times in a hour. As she lay in bed later, her hands bound above her head, she wondered what it would be like to have a guy take her to a back room. Her dreams were once again filled with lewd images.

Amy was ecstatic when she told her she would go to the party, and when Adam and Jake jogged up they shared the news. This time, at least, they didn't go to breakfast and Pri had time to follow her usual routine. As she sat in class, acutely aware of how wet her pussy was, her mind turned to the party. She had to get a hold of herself, she couldn't allow herself to get swept away by the heat of the moment.

That night, Pri studied herself for the hundredth time in her mirror. She had opted for a long-sleeved, high necked top and a knee-length A-line skirt. Her hair neatly framed her face. Her make up, she thought, was on point. She looked nice, hot even, but she knew she would be the most conservatively dressed girl at the party. Hopefully other girls would attract away the guys and she wouldn't be too tempted. She had been steeling herself all day, resolving not to go too far with any guy, no matter how hot. Leave at midnight, that was her goal. With one last look, she headed over to Amy's room.

"Wow," she gasped as Amy opened the door. Amy was wearing a cleavage baring top and a short skirt.

"I know, right! Totally the reaction I was hoping for," Amy smiled as she turned to her mirror and adjusted her chest. "Showing the twins off."

As they walked to the party, Pri tried to emphasize that she needed to leave by midnight but Amy didn't sound impressed. The party was loud, assaulting Pri's ears with thumping bass. Smoke irritated her nose. The place was packed, making it hard to move. The dim lights made it hard to see. But try as she might, Pri could not help but feel the energy of dozens of young, happy people crammed together for a good time. People smiling, people laughing, people dancing. She also couldn't help but notice the gender balance, almost one to one, much better than in class. Where did all these guys come from? Amy abandoned her, only to return minutes later with two beers in red cups. Pri took a tentative sip and wrinkled her nose at the taste. They stood together and tried to talk, but it was really too loud unless they were talking right into each other's ears. A guy walked over and leered right into Amy's chest as he pushed by, much to Amy's delight.

"Let's dance!" Amy shouted and led Pri out to the floor.

Pri smiled as Amy bounced around, her ample chest jiggling. Pri could hardly move, her beer cup was too full to dance. Amy noticed, took her cup and downed it half of it. They started to dance together, just another pair of girls in a sea of dancing women.

"Hey, you ready for another one?"

"What? No, I just..."

Amy took her cup out of her hand and finished it before disappearing to get another round.

"Amy, I think you should slow down," Pri yelled at her when she returned with another round.

"I'm fine. Gotta hit it hard early before it gets too crowded. Let's go downstairs."

Pri followed her as she pushed her way through the crowd. Suddenly her eyes caught on another girl. Pri's eyes widened as she recognized the item on her neck: a dog collar. The girl wasn't looking at her and her expression difficult to discern in the poor lighting. A moment later she tore her eyes away and caught up with Amy, wondering if that girl was also being blackmailed. Why else would she wear a dog collar to a party?

Soon they found their way to the basement, where there was an empty stage at one end and a bar at the other end. It was noticeably quieter but just as packed. Adam was behind the bar and waved to them. Amy waved back, downed her beer, and went for a refill. Pri followed her as looked down at her drink, barely touched, and wondered how long Amy could keep drinking at that rate. Jake soon joined them and the four of them hung out for awhile. Pri caught herself actually having fun, enjoying the talking and the company as time peeled by. Everyone seemed so happy. A guy got up on the stage and called for ladies to come up for the dance contest.

"Hey, you girls going to do the dance contest?"

"Yeah, totally! Come on Pri, it'll be fun," Amy said as she finished her beer.

"No, I don't..."

Amy took Pri's beer from her hand and downed it before pulling her through the crowd.

"Amy, I don't think I want to be in a dance contest."

"Lighten up! It'll be fun, come on, we'll go up together."

They joined a queue of several other girls as the guy on stage got the crowd hyped. One by one or in pairs, girls went up and danced for the crowd. Pri was blushing scarlet just watching them. When it was their turn, Amy had to drag her on stage. She looked out into the sea of cheering faces, dancing awkwardly. Her eyes caught on Adam and Jake, their own personal cheering section, and smiled. She turned and gave her ass a little wiggle for them as their time ran out. As they pressed back down to the waiting area, Pri's ears pricked as she heard a black girl in the queue.

"Look at that skinny bitch thinking she can shake her ass."

The hair on Pri's neck rose in indignation.

"Hey, that was fun, right?" Amy asked. "I need another drink."

Amy left, leaving Pri along to study the mean girl as she danced on stage. Short and thick, in tight jeans, she was unsurprisingly trying to twerk with her substantial ass to the cheers of the crowd. Pri practically sneered as she analyzed the girl. I may not have much of an ass, but at least I know how to use it.

Amy returned, drinking yet another beer. The second round started, and this time Pri committed herself to the music. After lifting her top to tease her midriff, she turned, bent at the waist, and put her twerking practice to use. Amy was bent forward at the waist, showing off her cleavage as Pri popped her booty. The crown erupted. Pri couldn't help but drink in the accolades of the crowd before giving glance at the mean girl as she left the stage, getting a dismissive smirk in return.

"With my tits and your ass, we're gonna win this thing," Amy beamed.

Pri just nodded, focused on her adversary as she shook her ass on stage. The girl seemed to have only one move, and even that wasn't impressive. The girls were all brought up on stage for voting. Four were left for the third round, including the black girl, a girl who had flashed her bra, two girls who made out on stage, and Pri and Amy. When it was their turn, Pri upped her game, starting in a squat before going to her hands and toes. Amy bounced by her side and smacked her butt a few times to the roar of the crowd. Pri could feel the black girl glaring at her as the went to the waiting area.

"Holy shit Pri, where did you learn to move like that? You're amazing!" Amy slurred.

Pri shrugged as she watched her opponent. The girl just did the same moves again, but the crowd seemed to eat it up. During voting, the crowd seemed split between them and the black girl, so they went to round four, all three of them on stage at once. Amy had managed to find yet another drink and was staggering more than dancing, but Pri was focused. She teased some leg before dropping into a squat and shook her ass. The black girl followed, dropping to hands and knees to twerk. Several rounds passed between Pri and the black girl with the crowd evenly split.

"Are we gonna have a tie?" the emcee roared. "Final round."

Pri could feel the competitive burning in belly. She had one more trick up her sleeve, or up her skirt to be more precise. She stood aside and watched as the black girl gave it everything she had. When she finished, she looked right at Pri with a sneer and challenged her to top that. Pri nodded and pointed to her for the crowd, encouraging them to cheer for her effort. Pri clapped also, confident she was going to win. In a magnanimous gesture, she held out her hand and offered a tie. The black girl sneered and dismissively waved her away.

Pri started in a squat before bending at the waist, hands on the wall. She twerked her small ass for all she was worth until she heard the emcee call out five seconds. Pri spun into a handstand, legs spread, toes on the wall and twerked upside down, her skirt falling to show the crowd her pink boy short panties. A stunned hush fell across the crowd for a moment before pandemonium erupted. Pri bounced back to her feet and faced her crowd. They were going absolutely nuts, the emcee just staring at her with an open mouth. Shaking his head, and without even a glance at the other girl, he raised Pri's hand as the winner and placed a sash over her head. Amy ran in from the side and practically tackled her, yelling something that was completely inaudible over the cheers of the crowd.

The deed done, Pri covered her mouth in embarrassment as she felt herself blush. As they returned to Adam and Jake, random guys and girls piled compliments on her. Pri couldn't stop grinning, half in embarrassment at what she had done and half in embarrassment from all the praise she was receiving. She gave the sash to Amy soon as she was able. A drink was pushed into her hand as Amy and the guys gushed about what a great dancer she was. Pri felt elated, feeding on a high that made her entire body tingle. Amy was apparently tingling as well as she mashed her body into Adam's. As Pri paused to take a sip, her eyes widened as she felt Jake's arm snake around her waist. She turned slightly and gave Jake a small smile as he talked. The angel on her shoulder was screaming at her to go back to her dorm, but as Pri settled into his embrace she just wasn't listening.

The night went on and people slowly started filtering out. Amy and Adam were going at it hot and heavy on the couch beside Pri as she made out with Jake. A small part of her wanted to go somewhere more private, but she knew staying in the open would prevent her from going too far. Jake's hands slid under her shirt, leaving trails of fire as he stroked her back. She found herself underneath him, her legs wrapped around him as he ground himself on her. She could feel his hardening cock through their clothes, turning her on even more. His hand slipped around to her chest and she moaned into his kiss as he cupped her breast through her bra. An incessant voice was trying to get her attention.

"Pri. Pri, hey man, let up. Pri."

Pri slowly looked over and then snapped into consciousness, tugging her blouse back into place as she saw Adam tapping her shoulder.

"Amy passed out."

"Come on bro, deal with it," Jake said. "Can't you see we're busy over here?"

Pri looked over to Amy and pushed Jake off. She took Amy's hand and patted it to try and wake her. Amy complained and weakly tried to pull away.

"Alright guys, I have to get Amy home."

"She can sleep it off in my room."

"Hah, no, I don't think so. I'm going to take her home."

"That's a long way, don't you think she should just crash here?" Pri reassembled Amy and pulled her to her feet. "Okay, we'll help you get her home."

Surprisingly, Amy was almost able to walk. The small group headed back to the dorm, Amy leaning heavily on Adam. Pri used the time to try and get her head back together. She knew her panties were soaked, and now she was walking back to her room hand in hand back with the guy primarily responsible for that. The cool night air sharpened her senses allowing her to get a modicum of control back. They arrived at the dorm and Pri took Amy to the toilet before depositing her in bed. She glanced at the clock to see it was almost four in the morning. She left Amy's room and came face to face with the two guys.

"She okay?"

"Yeah, I think so. She's sleeping now."

"Walk you to your room?"

Pri nodded and led them down the deserted hallway to her room. Things suddenly seemed out of control again. She might have invited Jake to stay for a hand job, but what to do about Adam? The offer of her blackmailer echoed in her mind: If you can make a guy cum, I'll allow you an orgasm of you choice. She unlocked her door and turned to face them.

"Here we are," she whispered. "Sorry your night had to end this way."

"It doesn't have to end."

The sexual innuendo hung in the air as Pri's eyes darted from one to the other, looking at her hungrily. Two strong men looking at her. Wanting her. They could easily overpower her. A pregnant pause followed as each waited for the other to make a move.

"In," she motioned. They slipped into her room and she swatted on the light. "I'll give you a handjob, but on my terms. Deal?" The two boys nodded silently. "My terms, no complaints or you leave."