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Click hereShe lingered on these thoughts without giving full shape to them, they were more of a vague feeling, but that was enough for Susie to notice. Alex knew Susie had been scrutinising her the whole time. She felt it, even though when she met her eyes the girl said nothing.
Alex on the other hand couldn't find the right words. To do what? Reply to what Susie's answer implied? Saying she was sorry? State once again all of it was inappropriate?
- You are alright, Professor Marshall. Don't let them get into your head.
Was it? Was it all in her head? The tension, the self-awareness, that feeling of standing on the brink and that everybody was waiting to see her fall?
- I have to... - started Alex
Susie got closer, her hand moved up to Alex's chest. Alex felt Susie's finger tug lightly on one side of the dress as with the other hand she pulled a string. For a second the girl's fingertips were on the inside of the dress, less than an inch away from the skin of her breast.
- There you go. Your missing button left behind a string. - said Susie once she finished pulling away the thin cotton thread and let it fall to the ground. - See you tomorrow?
- Tomorrow? - her breath was cold and maybe her voice was trembling a bit as she asked?
- The seminar. Freddie gave you the room you asked for I hope.
- Yes. - she answered after a second - 4E, lesson will be at 4 PM as formerly scheduled. - thank God for autopilot.
- See you then.
Susie turned her back on her and started walking across the hall.
Alex was finding it hard to collect all her thoughts. The phone chimed. Alex's panic kicked in but she didn't need to think straight to notice the toilets' door a few steps away. She went in and found a stall passing by the girls at the sinks.
When she found a spot for her phone to stand and started the streaming she had some 90 seconds left. She moaned in distress while she was pushing two fingers in her mouth to get them wet and then quickly raised her dress to shove them inside her pussy in front of the camera.
As she did so, she found her pussy was incredibly wet. It was soaked. The thong was completely drenched in her juices. And as soon as she curled her fingers inside, rubbing them against the tender internal walls, she actually had to hold off the upcoming orgasm.
Alex moaned more distinctly now. She leaned forward getting closer to the phone, her hair coming partially into view as bent over. After a couple of seconds she started banging her fingers insider her, her whole body was moving just like someone was fucking her from behind. Her nipples showed a little more with every bounce until her breasts popped out of her dress.
Please. Please please please. She found herself whispering. God, no... she whimpered and sighed and let out a trembling breath as another chime informed her the time was over and this time she successfully completed her task.
SubtleG: Good girl, Alex. That was an edge.
The chat message notification hovered just a second on the screen above the image of her body spent by the struggle. Good girl. She had let Susie call her good girl.
*
It felt like her pussy kept pulsing. She could almost see the string of the thong parting her red and swollen lips. Her skin seemed to have acquired the same kind of tactile recognition that usually belongs to fingertips: Alex could swear she could distinguish every knot, every sewing and every thread no matter how thin, moving inside her as she walked.
Was it worth it?
SubtleG had never asked for a flash proof until then. On the other hand he was right about the effect it had on her: the string never let her take her mind off her predicament, and her arousal was always there governing her thoughts and her actions.
Alex needed a break. She could go home. No wait, she couldn't. She had to stay out as required by the dare. She had to leave the university though, it had been risky and embarrassing enough already. Even walking out of the stall under the eyes of the students made her feel like a slut. Alex felt their eyes on her as she walked to the sinks with little drops of sweat coming down her neck, and when she washed her hands, still sticky with pussy juices. She could smell sex on herself and wondered if they could too. And whether she managed or not to keep quiet as she was finger-fucking herself in the stall was a mystery to her.
Luckily she was about to leave that place, she had no other appointments for the day.
Swallowing down another whine as another mixed sensation of pain and pleasure jolted to her brain, Alex walked out the building and soon she was outside the campus.
She was about to reach the east gate, from there it would have taken her about fifteen minutes to get to the bar where Laura worked. Her mind had come up with that plan on its own. It had to be some kind of survival mode. Sometimes she went there to work, and Laura let her use the VIP room they didn't need during the day service. There she would have finally got some real privacy.
Alex called Laura to make sure it was ok to go there. While she was on the phone a notification made it vibrate in her ear.
- Ok, then I'm going to be there in, like, fifteen.
- Sure Lex, no problem.
Unsurprisingly it was another notification from Turnons, actually a few, but the only one she was interested in right now was the chat message from DarkPassenger.
DarkPassenger: Do you have a smartwatch or some other wearable?
The question was odd. It didn't look like a topic that suited their chats.
SluttyAlex: No, why?
DarkPassenger: You need to get one in the next 30 minutes.
SluttyAlex: What?
DarkPassenger: You'll need it, unless you want to fail following one of your rules. You don't want to buy something too cheap. Ask for a Fitbit or some other reliable fitness tracker. I'll be in touch.
*
The fresh breeze coming from the store's air conditioning sent a shiver down her spine as she walked in.
Alex could feel a patch of sweat on her neck and another on her chest. The fabric of the dress clinged on her wet skin, also because of the belt that had become very uncomfortable to wear.
Only part of her discomfort was due to the heat, most of it was the result of fatigue. Walking under the sun at midday was already tiring, doing so while the thong was pushing her over and over close to the edge was even harder to endure. By now Alex couldn't swear that the wetness she felt crawling down her thighs was just sweat.
Trying to avoid any unnecessary contact with the store's employees, she looked for the right aisle and picked a mid-level Fitbit. Sometimes in the past she had wondered whether to buy one or not, she would've never imagined buying one under those circumstances.
The store was pretty empty so there was only one guy at the checkout desk. He customarily smiled at her, cash or card and all that.
- Do you want me to set it up for you?
- What? - asked Alex, now actually looking at him.
- You know, you want me to help you sync it with your phone?
- Oh, yes, thank you.
They moved to the customer care counter, he unboxed the FitBit and asked Alex her phone. She gave it to him without a second thought. She couldn't afford this thing not to be working considering DarkPassenger would have required some kind of proof soon.
- Ok, just a minute, I'm setting it up. - said the guy tapping quickly on the screen and glancing from time to time at the watch.
Alex's mind was elsewhere, trying to take advantage of that short break to cool down a little. So she couldn't notice how the guy had his eyes fixated on her, on her slightly parted lips, on the moist skin between her breasts.
- Here, you are all set. Oh good you've got your first notification straight to the FitBit, so everything should be fine.
The smartwatch had emitted a soft sound and Turnons logo had come up. Alex mumbled a thank you and smiled nervously as she eagerly took her phone back in her hands.
As soon as she got back outside she knew she had no other choice, but... wait a second. She took the scissors from the bag and reached behind the belt to cut out one of the buttons behind it. She was still safe for now.
A thought unsettled her though: she still had five hours to go, ten edges, and only five buttons left.
- COMMENTS
Hi guys, I try to submit a new entry roughly every two weeks.
I know some of you like the story and the concept while others would like it to go a different way sometimes. I also understand the ones suggesting me to move on to other stories/themes. While I'm interested in writing new stuff, and I have already some new idea I'd like to develop, I'd like to see where Alex's story goes first, and then maybe move on. I still find writing it quite engaging, and hope at least some of you feel the same way reading it.
About the next chapters of Turnons: ch. 11 and 12 have been submitted already so I guess they'll come up any day now. And don't worry, there will be some win for Alex, but not yet. Right now she needs to go further down the rabbit hole. Just a little bit more.
Along with the small reviews and tweaks I already made some new content will be added in one of the upcoming dares/chapters. While the whole new part of the story starts around ch. 15-16.
Personally i love the slow build of tension. The details you put in your story. So some might think it miss something. I dont. It's just the perfect balance for me. More than in most stories here. Continue the good works. 👍
If I recall correctly this is still roughly most of the already existing story line except for a few corrections and additions right? What's the timeline gonna be for new/updated parts of the story? A rough idea if we're talking weekly, monthly, etc. Is fine. Also I think starting from a certain chapter there is nothing to go on from the old version so then the effort for you to release new parts will highly increase and more delay is expected?
I think you should go for a different story now its getting boring only first 5 6 parts are interesting after that you are just lengthening it
Well written and compelling story. I really like the descending parable of the character and personally I hope that the story continues with this beautiful cadence. As a reader I would like the chapters to come out periodically, perhaps weekly to keep attention active. Obviously this is a purely personal suggestion.
Thanks everybody for your feedbacks.
I find the anon take on downward spiral subgenre very interesting and mostly agree with it. I think that this kind of stories have 2 possible exit strategies: full-on ruin, where the main character is pushed past a point of no-return with everything that implies; the dominant saviour, where a dom takes over and somehow creates stability stopping, slowing down, or directing the spiral. There could be a third one, the payback/happy ending, but it’s usually a bit stretched and leaves a lot of loose threads.
: that references a line of dialogue in the chapter, where susie tells Alex she behaved (or was dressed, I don’t remember right now) like a good girl
This story is very strong in its subgenre of the downwardspiral ruin someone´s life. Fans of that subgenre will praise at every instance.
Non-fans probably have already abandoned it. I´m myself more of a dominant will probably abandon this series right now. There is just not enough here to keep me interested.
The downwardspiral story follows its rules every installment needs to be more extreme then the one before. Adrenaline of your readers and the victim needs to stay high. It will never stabilize it will only go down and down tobfetch for some kicks. Such are the rules of the downwardspiral.
What I´m really missing is some one on the d-spectrum I can rely on. These people come over as reckless psycopaths using the victim and then throw her away.
So yeah... I´m out now. It´s an awesome story but in asubgenre that doesn´t give me what I need.
If you write something else one day I´m happy to check it out.
Great chapters! I think this is escalating well. Is SubtleG Susie? I didn't understand the line 'She had let Susie call her good girl'. I reread the previous paragraphs a few times but couldn't find if Alex had found that out.
I can’t wait for the next one. I was so excited to see them continued. Great work!