• Title: A Rigged System
• Premise: Health Insurance Actuary gets a taste of her own medicine
• Tags: [Multiple Male, 1 Female] [Bad Karma], [Humiliation], [Forced Orgasm], [Forced Exhibitionism], [Non-Consent], [Sex Toy], [Blowjob], [Male Dominant, Female Submissive] [Third Person]
• Notes: Click here for Part 1 of the story.

"Ready for round 2?" Felix asked Denise, an obviously fake semblance of formality that pretended as if she had a choice here.

Rage and indignation suddenly took over the naked woman sitting at the mattress, who laid it on Felix despite her apprehension around these men.

"Fuck you asshole! This isn't a game; you wanted to shame me all along!"

Felix held his hand to his heart and gasped in mock horror as he looked around the men. A wave of light chuckles went over the audience at his over the top performance.

"Why would you say such terrible things about me? I am a fair man. You just didn't correct me when I issued those rules!"

"... Time is too long! Odds are against me!" Denise spat back, and Felix's returning grin sparked something deep within her which made her regret saying those words.

"So you want fair? Okay then. Bring out the other spinning wheel!" Felix boomed out.

A man scrambled to another end of the area, dragging back another tripod with a similar spinning wheel, except there's only 6 slices with different numbers labeled. The different slices on the wheel were labeled 4, 7, 15, 25, 40, and 60. Denise deduced those numbers represented the timing.

"My apologies lady. Each person should have a fair shot at life, something your piece of shit capitalist overlords need to learn about."

Felix pulled out a waist harness and a pink phallic shaped device from a cardboard box. A smaller protrusion showed up on one side. She recognized that as the ever popular rabbit vibrator, not that she ever owned one. She was far too busy for this kind of mindless pleasure.

"So the second round is... How long can our darling Denise hold out before the vibrator gives her an orgasm?"

Felix stepped back and started turning the wheel on the second tripod. A monotonous, mechanical buzz-like sound emerged from the wheel as it rotated.

Denise observed the spinning wheel with trepidation. It gradually slowed and her face fell as every split second of reality played out to her in real time. The pointer landed on 60. Felix laughed out loud at his victim's dejected expression.

"Can Denise last 60 minutes on the vibrator without an orgasm? If she can, she wins round 2!"

On Felix's instructions, three men went forward and pushed Denise to lie on her back on the mattress, securing her hands with a pair of black leather padded handcuffs before forcing her legs apart. Felix wrapped the harness around her waist, with a hanging pouch that was clearly meant to hold the vibrator. He switched the toy on and pushed it into Denise's pussy before securing it tight with the pouch so that the vibrator wouldn't fall out.

When done, two of the men returned to their seats, except for one who took out a phone and prepared for another recording. It does seem that every action here was choreographed for the most part.

"Time starts now! We will have number 4 help judge whether she's cumming."

One man eagerly hopped over and knelt next to her, facing her stomach. He unzipped near the crotch of his jumpsuit, pulled his cock out and began softly stroking it. Denise blushed and closed her eyes. She moved her head in the other direction away from that offensive display.

"Remember number 4, play fair, don't touch her unless she tries to run away, just make your observation on her nice little body."

Denise's eyes remained closed to shut out all the sensations that might trigger her to pleasure. Try as she might, she was fighting a losing battle. Denise wasn't told that Felix had set the toy's settings to its maximum. And its intense vibrations were stimulating both her clit and pussy. Her hands cuffed and helpless, she was completely at the toy's mercy. Felix's demeaning remarks while his number 4 man silently masturbates right in front of her wasn't exactly toning down her gradual sensory overload.

"That's right girl, think about how your desperate pussy is pleasing us... Savour that feeling... Let us hear you moan," Felix softly and seductively uttered to her ears.

Ten minutes in and she could no longer hold it in. Her body had a shimmer of sweat while her hips and shoulders squirmed around the mattress, a moan escaped her lips, not inaudible from her observer's distance.

With that, Number 4 gave his sign.

"Gentlemen! She's going to cum soon!" Felix called out.

Denise was upset at her own body's betrayal, even though she knew it was just a natural response. She inwardly knew even if she could hide her climax now, a next one would still arrive and make the sensations be even more agonizing than the one before, eventually making her cry out in defeat. Such was the sadistic dilemma that Felix dealt to her.

"Cum bitch! Cum bitch! Cum bitch!" The entire group began chanting.

The combination of the knowledge that every man was staring at her nude form, being forced to hear those ugly words targeted towards her, along with the nearby presence of a guy obscenely jerking off near her stomach, somehow turned her on. Pleasurable sensations were sent straight to her pussy.

"God no!!!!" She moaned out loud as her back arched against the mattress. Her unwelcome climax was obvious to everyone, much to everyone's cheers. Number 4 leaned forward and rubbed his cock a little more vigorously, and it was his own turn to moan as he shot ropes of cum on top of Denise's belly. Then he departed without a word. Shame washed over her at being subjected to this degradation.

"Thank you Number 4 for your artistic appreciation of Denise." Felix then turned his attention back on the woman.

"Ohhhh, so sorry you barely missed the 15 minute mark. Tsk, tsk if only the wheel had chosen the 7 minute slice. Too bad then, we would be heading to the final round as planned." Felix cooed at the red-faced woman as he reached down her crotch and switched off the vibrator - although not removing it yet.

Although embarrassed from being forced to climax in front of a bunch of crazy men, Denise fought back her tears and put her attention on the first wheel spinning - Felix was selecting someone in the audience for some task.

"For the finale, let's see who is the lucky man to get Denise to blow him."

"We have a... Come out number 3, congratulations to our tonight's lucky draw winner!" The rest of the men clapped and hollered boisterously as one of them stepped out and began to undress. The exhausted woman didn't actually care who won. With the exception of Felix Flynn, their leader, she still couldn't distinguish between the rest of the men in their identical masks, jumpsuits, along with similar body sizes. Perhaps that was the intention by The Demerit Dealers when playing with their victims.

"And let's see how much time Denise gets!"

Felix spinned the second wheel for the timing. The mechanical buzzing sound rose again. Something then struck Denise about the spinning wheel. From afar and if not paying close attention, the movements looked normal. But on a closer examination as it spins from start to end, the transition from fast to slow seemed unnatural. At certain times it either appeared to speed up or slow down.

The pointer barely got past 7 and landed at 4. A hint of hope rose within Denise when she saw that. Perhaps she only had to blow this Number 3 man for 4 minutes without puking and she would win? Denise stared as the man, naked but with his mask still on, slowly stroked his cock in her direction.

Hopes were raised only to be shattered. Felix smirked again as he made his next announcement while Denise looked pleadingly at him.

"If Denise can get Number 3 to cum within 4 minutes, we will give her clothes back and let her walk out of here free! But if she can't even do that, we leave her like this for the cops to rescue!"

It now became blatantly clear to her that every outcome and penalty was planned from the start.

"That wheel's rigged, isn't it?" Denise glared.

"How could you say that dear?! Rigged is such an ugly word. Equal opportunities, different outcomes. I simply adjusted the spinning mechanism which changed the probabilities to be heavily biased towards different numbers whenever I spin."

Denise fumed within. She knew no amount of arguments by her would help her case - These men were out to insult and demean her, she had practically no chance of escape from the very beginning.

"What's with that long face? Isn't tweaking odds what you do best?" was Felix's armor-piercing response that left her lost for words.

"So stop talking and get going with your new job!" Felix barked as the naked number 3 guy approached the glowering lady.

The prize winner knelt. He grabbed Denise's head over and smeared his cock against her lips. Denise reluctantly opened her mouth and let this stranger's half-erect cock slip in, and adjusted herself to get on her knees and lean downwards with her cuffed hands for a more natural position. She moved her head at pace with the man's guidance, letting her tongue rove over the man's growing erection until it grew to its full hard size. A few men took out their phones and began recording her doing her no-hands blowjob from different views.

"It would probably take a while, he was the last one doing the cumdump Sadie!" Felix remarked while watching his subordinate enjoy Denise's oral attention. He was referring to the Company CFO's daughter who had been gang-raped earlier on. Indeed, Denise could taste remnants of the taste of pussy - Or at least that was what she thought cunt juice tastes like.

Denise resigned to the situation at hand. She did her best, slobbering over the whole length of Number 3's fully erect cock, followed by squeezing her mouth and throat muscles to stimulate and get him to cum as quickly as she could, no matter how painful and uncomfortable those movements were.

To make things more difficult for her, Felix reached for her crotch and switched on the vibrator again.

"Here's your reward for doing your job. Your pussy must be asking for more, so enjoy!"

Denise briefly lost her concentration as her already sensitive pussy began responding again to those generous vibrations stimulating it. She steeled herself: Her throat engulfed the entire cock with her own vigorous head bobs, doing her utmost to ignore the pleasure. She refused to suffer that debasement of climaxing in front of these bastards again. The masked man serviced by her groaned as he watched that pretty face take him down her throat and he went along with those deepthroat movements.

"Yes... yes... Think about how much pleasure you are affording him, and how much pleasure you are receiving in between your legs, take joy in this win-win situation," Felix encouraged her soothingly, and with every word this "game host" uttered sunk her in further and further...

She wailed when Felix announced a ten second countdown to the end of the seven minutes. That buzzing sex toy in her pussy was distracting her cock sucking performance and slowly pushing her towards the edge. At one point she even stopped for a couple seconds as she held back her moan, and to her every second counts in every aspect of life.

"10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0!!!" The audience chanted again.

"Game Over Denise!" Felix shouted.

She knew it was too late for her. But the horny man before her still wouldn't have it. He grabbed her head and began pounding down her throat at his own rapid pace; disregarding any thoughts he had for her. Just when he announced he was about to cum, she lost control as her second climax of the evening overwhelmed her senses. She shuddered and then slumped helpless as the man delivered his last few strokes for her brutal skullfuck. He eventually pushed his entire length down her throat one last time and stopped as he cried out his own lust. Denise almost gagged but she couldn't expel his cum, and thus every drop went straight down her stomach. She never even got to taste it.

Number 3 silently pulled out of her mouth and casually pushed her away. She landed on her back on the mattress, being discarded like some object that's no longer needed. Denise coughed hard as her saliva dripped down her thighs and the mattress. She was still fully aware that these strangers now had videos of her orally pleasing a man. But at least that marked the end of her humiliation tonight, perhaps?

Her reddened but now submissive eyes stared back up at Felix for further instructions, who ignored her and ordered the gang to start evacuating the place. And thus Denise was left writhing on the mattress, twisting and turning her body as the forced pleasure from the vibrator continued mercilessly.

When they had mostly packed up, Felix and one other man approached Denise with a cardboard box. She was made to sit on a chair with her legs open. Felix removed the still-buzzing rabbit vibrator from her, but the respite was merely for a few seconds. The other man pulled out a separate but identical vibrator from the box, which Felix took and shoved that up her pussy. She groaned involuntarily once more.

"Happy orgasm day Denise, the new one is also fully charged up for you!" Felix laughed. Even in Denise's tired state, she noticed a pile of rope on the other guy's hands. Presumably they were getting ready to tie her to the chair before they make their clean getaway.

"Oh god, they are not going to leave me like this for the cops, are they?" The thought of being found like this caused Denise's eyes to widen in horror. Though that was merely a distracting thought, her eyes began rolling up yet again as that forced pleasure re-took control over her.

"Please, take it out of me," Denise cried out loud just when the man attending to her was about to tie her up.

The gang leader Felix Flynn held up his hand, indicating to his subordinate to stop what he was doing for the moment.

"Why?" Felix asked.

"It hurts!" Denise wasn't lying. As enjoyable an orgasm by itself would be, constant back to back climaxes on that toy would eventually be mind-numbingly uncomfortable. And her hands still weren't freed.

"What would you do for us in exchange?"

"Wha... y... mea... Ahhhhhh," Denise was drooling and completely drenched in sweat, near delirious and almost unintelligible as yet another orgasm overpowered her entire body barely a few minutes after the previous. Just under 40 minutes had passed after her forced facefuck, but she had already lost count of the number of orgasms she had with a rabbit vibrator. To her it felt like one long continuous orgasm. She really couldn't imagine going through the same fully charged toy all over again.

[TO BE CONTINUED WITH THE FINALE]