A Student Body Protest Ch. 03

This meant that she was likely somewhere on campus right now, completely naked, and something was stopping her from meeting up with the rest of the group. This knowledge hit all five women at once.

"Eve!" Leah raised her voice. "You need to give us everything, now!"

"She might still be out there..." Claire seemed shaken. "The sun's almost down, too."

"I can't..." Eve turned her chair away from the others. "I'm not sure if they would let me."

"Please!" Sally approached the window, sticking her head between the two taller women. "Eve, don't think about your job for a moment and consider Amy!"

Eve continued to look at the floor for a few more moments. She glanced up at the pleading eyes of the three naked women before her, then at the men in the hall ogling them. And then, the secretary stood up.

"Okay." She opened a nearby drawer, retrieving a bag from inside. "But if anybody asks, you stole this while I stepped out of the room, okay?"

"Fine, whatever!" Leah grabbed the bag from Eve's hands. "You two, Diffany, Tolly, let's go!"

The two girls looked up from the floor - their minds too preoccupied with shutting out the few stares they were getting to realize Leah had mixed up their names in her haste - and they followed the rest to the door.

Sally chased after them, watching the bare butts before her become illuminated by streetlight after streetlight. Tiffany and Dolly kept to the side of the sidewalk, trying to avoid the lights while Claire and Leah were staying in the well-lit area in the middle; No longer did they care who saw them, though Sally couldn't tell if this was because they had grown used to public nudity or if they were too concerned with the well-being of their missing friend.

At this time of night, the sidewalks were nearly empty - but the few men who had stayed out this late were much bolder in the darkness - the taunts they yelled at the naked women were significantly more profane and threatening. Even fully dressed, Sally thought it was scary to walk around at this hour - she was extremely thankful for the other girls being around.

Sally periodically checked behind her to see that the new newest additions to their posse were keeping up, sighing in relief every time she saw the two girls with their hands clutched to their chests looking frantically from side to side as they made their way across the campus. She thought to teach them a few things about how to ignore the catcalls by avoiding eye-contact, but now wasn't the time or place.

The library wasn't too far from where they started, but all five of the were panting when they made it in. The librarian had gone home about an hour ago, but the building still stayed open to students even when nobody else was present. Nobody had violated the honor system yet, so it could remain that way.

"Amy?" Sally whispered, not wanting to disturb anybody.

"I appreciate your restraint, Sally." Claire chuckled. "But the library is empty at this hour - I doubt anybody will be opposed to a bit of shouting."

"AMY!" Leah cupped her hands to her mouth and shouted. Only echoes of her own voice answered.

The group headed deeper into the maze of shelves and books, searching around for Amy - or at least a sign of her. There was still very little response but the latent humming of the air conditioners and a few of the miscellaneous noises that buildings seemed to make on their own.

"AAAAMY!" One more voice screamed out - much louder than any of the rest were capable of doing. Dolly had found her nerve again and led the calls for their friend with her booming vocals.

"I don't think she's here." Leah sighed. "And I don't see any sign of h-"

"Shut up for a moment." Tiffany chimed in - holding out an arm to signal to the others to stop. "I hear something."

Tiffany's bare feet padded along the carpeted floor of the library in complete silence. The other girls followed her, tip-toeing along while somehow feeling like their silence was a roaring noise. The naked girl with the black bob cut led them to a side area, then around a few shelves before stopping by a closet door. The mechanical humming of the room seemed to be the loudest there, with short staccato bursts of what could be air moving sounded from behind it.

"Somebody is behind this door." Tiffany said, standing back.

"How can you tell?" Sally asked.

"I've got good ears." Tiffany's hand fished around in her bag for a while, eventually producing a small plastic card that she slid into the crack in the door, next to the handle.

After a bit of finagling, the door opened.

Amy was inside. At least, it might have been Amy at one point.

The woman in the closet had her knees tied to shelves on opposite sides of the room, her arms behind her back and attached to the soaked chair she was sitting on. Her bare sex was obfuscated only by a wand vibrator wrapped in clear tape to keep it attached to her lower body, the quivering and shaking girl powerless to stop it or even turn the humming device to a lower setting. Tears ran down red cheeks, mixing with the drool that soaked the front of the rag that had been stuffed into the naked girl's mouth.

All five girls froze at the sight of her, Amy too exhausted from the repeated orgasms to even react. Leah and Tiffany were the first to move, tugging at the ropes to try to free the captive girl from her bondage inside the closet.

Too powerless to stand up on her own, Claire ended up picking up the naked girl from the ground, holding her bridal-style in her arms as the rest of the girls asked her simple questions about what happened that were ignored as the girl failed to catch her breath following a series of sobs.

They ended up returning to the dorm in silence, walking as fast as they could without leaving behind Claire - whose pace was slower than usual due to who she had to carry. Every so often the light would shine in just the right way that Sally could see the fluid coating the inside of Amy's legs, getting Claire's stomach wet as it dripped down - not that Claire was pretending to notice.

Once inside, Amy had stopped crying. They laid her down on the table they had sat at that morning, Leah running across the room to get a bottle of water from a nearby vending machine. The rest of the girls broke off two at a time to go to their dorms and get dressed again, with Sally even going up to Dolly's room to grab a bathrobe from a hook by the bathroom.

"What happened?" Claire asked once she was confident Amy could give a coherent answer.

"I couldn't... get my things... from the front..." She panted. It took a while to tell the rest of the story, but the others patiently waited for her to finish as they, too had a few glasses of water and other snacks to re-hydrate after what had to have been a stressful day for all of them.

Through panting and short phrases, they were able to learn about Amy's evening. After failing to get her room key from the front office, she made her way to the library hoping to find a quiet place to study that was out of the way of so many peering eyes. But a few men had followed her in, watching her sit naked at a table in the corner. Nearly a dozen other students had surrounded her before she realized it was too late to leave, and they began an assault of fondling and groping that had lasted nearly an hour.

None of the students had gone any further than that despite indicating that they clearly wanted to - apparently mentioning they had received a 'go-ahead' from the administration for anything else short of using their own genitals - but they still felt as though Amy hadn't had enough in spite of her pleas and begging for peace.

They had tied her up and left her in that closet, the massager causing her to come so many times she'd lost count twice before she heard Dolly shouting for her.

And then, just as she finished the story, Amy started crying again.

"Don't worry, Amy." Sally said. "It's over, now."

"You don't understand!" Amy raised her voice. "I liked it! I actually liked it!

"They were surrounding me, having their way with my body while I couldn't do anything about it! Everybody saw everything, touched everything, made me enjoy everything! I keep moaning like a whore! I liked what was happening, but I hated that I liked it!

"I can't possibly show my face in school tomorrow! I can't show my face in public ever again! It's one thing to get felt up in front of the whole student body, but another thing to have them all know that you were enjoying yourself."

Amy put her head back in her hands and began to make short sobs into her palms. Dolly came over and put an arm around the girl, trying to comfort her.

"If you want to quit now, nobody will think less of you for doing so." Leah was the first to speak. "We've still got two days of this protest to go, and if you don't think you're going to survive, then stay behind. You've done more than enough already."

"I'm sorry." Amy sniffled. "I don't want to give up, but I just... I can't do it anymore."

"It's okay." Sally put a hand on Amy's shoulder. "We'll survive, right?"

The others forced themselves to smile, looking at the rest of the girls for a sign of anybody else wanting to drop out, too. But when nobody surrendered there, they found a new resolve to continue.

Dolly mentioned that she was a medical student and volunteered to watch over Amy for the night in case she had any trouble sleeping. The two went to her dorm as the rest of the girls said solemn 'goodnights' to one another before returning to their own bedrooms.

The protest had survived another day, even if not every member had made it with them.

As she laid in bed, Sally had a terrible thought. A thought of gratefulness that it had happened to somebody else and not to her.