“Are you brave enough to take on The Challenge? Last 30 minutes and receive $500. Vanillas need not apply.”
Flyers had started popping up around campus a few weeks ago. Most people had made fun of the flyers or ignored them altogether. Except for Nina. Broke, without a job or rich parents to help her out, she was in desperate need of money. College was supposed to be Nina’s chance to break free and live her own life. But breaking free means paying for rent and groceries. And places weren’t exactly hiring freshmen with no experience. $500 would cover rent for the summer and buy her a couple of months to find a job.
But secretly, Nina was intrigued by the last bit: “Vanillas need not apply”. Since arriving at college Nina’s sex life was… somewhat wanting. The raucous sexual awakening that movies and TV depicted college to be had yet to include Nina as a main character. Or any character at all, for that matter. While everyone else was off cavorting Nina was, well, doing “research”. Lucky for her, the college’s wifi didn’t have a porn-blocker on it.
Nina had applied to The Challenge knowing it was just probably a prank. Now it was Spring Break, and everyone had left for the holidays. With no hunky boyfriend to whisk her away, Nina was spending Spring Break bored by herself in her dorm-room, aimlessly scrolling on her laptop. She had almost forgotten all about The Challenge, until a knock on the door…
The Delivery
Nina sat upright in bed. Everyone else in her dorm had gone home for the holidays, meaning she should be the only one left in her halls. Hesitantly she moved to her door. Looking through the peephole to see who it was, Nina saw… nobody. Only an empty hallway. She slowly opened the door and peered out into the hall. It was empty. Except for a large box that now sat in front of her door.
Nina picked up the box and found it surprisingly light. As she handled the box, she noticed no stamps or return address, meaning whoever dropped it off must have done so in person. Seeing no other distinguishing features, Nina brought the box into her room and set it down on the floor while she went to retrieve the scissors from her desk. Sitting down, she carefully cut down the taped seam and opened the box. Inside, she found a series of smaller boxes all perfectly shaped to the box like a jigsaw puzzle, and a note on top:
Congratulations! You have been chosen to compete in our online competition. Simply log into www.thirtyminutesorless.com wearing the items provided for in the box. Please open the boxes in order and do NOT forget anything. Make sure your webcam is on. Last the full 30 minutes and win $500! Do you have what it takes?
So here it was. The Challenge. Only, Nina still didn’t know what The Challenge was. Was it a puzzle game? A chatroom of some sort? A sea of emotions swirled around in the pit of Nina’s stomach. She was excited, disturbed, nervous, and concerned all at once. She needed that $500. But how did the box get delivered right to her dorm-room? And if it was a chatroom, what might it ask her to do? What if her friends and family saw her? Nina was apprehensive, but deep down, she was finding this all so exciting. And for $500, it was definitely worth a look.
Nina set the note to the side and pulled out the box with the golden embossed number 1 on it. She could feel the contents of the box rattle inside. Intrigued, Nina opened the box, and found a kitty mask, and what looked like some kind of body harness.
Box Number One
So – it was a furry kink! Nina had been racking her brain trying to guess what kind of fetish the challenge might include. After all, you don’t just write ‘Vanillas need not apply’ unless you’re implying something naughty. Whilst Nina didn’t have in-person experience with kinky sex, she had spent plenty of time browsing the “more adventurous” side of the internet, as she liked to call it, and often imagined herself at the whim of a dominant boyfriend who would use her as his plaything. Or girlfriend. Or anyone really…
She chuckled to herself as she handled the mask. It was made of latex, and seemed to have openings for her eyes, mouth and nostrils, with two little cat ears attached. Holding it up in front of her face she looked at her reflection in the mirror and was relieved at the fact her identity would be hidden during the challenge. Picking up the body harness, it seemed to be a series of straps that joined in the middle, that looked like they would hug her body and leave little to the imagination. Nina tried the body harness on, over her pyjamas, but struggled to buckle them together. Confused, she investigated the box and found a little note at the bottom.
“Kittens don’t wear clothes, and neither should you! To complete the challenge, please do not wear anything other than what has been provided for you in the boxes.”
The body harness should be worn without any clothes on underneath. Fair enough, Nina shrugged to herself. The fact she would be wearing a mask reduced how uncomfortable she felt about doing the challenge in the nude. Nina popped to the shower, rationalising that if she is going to be naked online, she might as well look fresh. Whilst in the shower she began getting excited for the challenge and started to imagine herself in front of a camera dressed as a sexy cat…
Box Number Two
Twenty minutes later Nina stepped reemerged from the bathroom, freshly showered and shaven, excited to try on her new accessories. Second time round the body harness fit much more comfortably around her naked body, the straps settling under her C-cup chest. Feeling more excited about the challenge, Nina gave a little spin in front of her mirror to see how the harness sat. She picked up the mask and adjusted it onto her face in front of the mirror, satisfied that it concealed her face and added to the aura of the sexy kitten.
Wearing her new harness and mask Nina pulled out box number two from the assortment and found it to be considerably heavier than the previous box. Inside she found a collar with a strange looking box on the side, a series of cuffs, and another note at the bottom.
“All good kitties need a collar, and here is yours. Inside you will find four cuffs, please wear these on your wrists and ankles. Once you have put on these accessories, please log onto the website. The challenge begins at 3pm.”
3pm? Shit! Nina quickly looked to the clock and saw with dismay it was already 2:45. Why did she have to take so long in the shower? Determined not to lose out on 500 bucks because she couldn’t keep track of the time, she quickly put on the collar and cuffs and grabbed her laptop from the desk.
Sitting cross legged on her dorm room floor, Nina logged onto the website. When prompted for a username, Nina felt a little naughty and decided on KinkyKitty06. Sure enough, once she had put in her bank details and confirmed her username, a screen popped up with a large countdown, counting down the twelve minutes she had left until the challenge began.
Box Number Three
Twelve minutes, and three more boxes. Better get a move on, Nina thought to herself. Box number three was suspiciously oblong in shape and rattled considerably when she picked it up. As Nina opened the box, she was taken aback by its contents. Inside was a chain with two clamps on either end, and a bright pink toy that couldn’t be anything but a vibrator. Nipple clamps and a pink vibrator. Nina was conflicted. She certainly wasn’t a stranger to using a vibrator, indeed the one she kept in her bedside drawer had been her faithful companion since arriving at college. But to use one online? This was starting to cross a boundary Nina wasn’t sure if she wanted to cross. As always, inside the box laid another message.
“To keep you motivated, we’ve included a carrot and stick for you, we’ll let you guess which is which 😉 Don’t forget to be ‘wearing’ all your accessories before you turn on your camera!”
Great. Even the notes were starting to take the piss. Nina slowly rationalised the situation: it was only 30 minutes, and she’d be wearing a mask the whole time. It wasn’t that much further from her setting up her own OnlyFans. Except this way she’d make a lot more money, a lot more quickly. Realising what she had to do, she figured she might as well start with the carrot first. Having already gotten a bit wet from wearing the harness and nothing else, it didn’t take much to slip the vibrator in. It was shaped in such a way that once inside it sat there comfortably and wouldn’t need to be held onto. Once the vibrator was nestled comfortably inside her, Nina focussed her attention on the nipple clamps. They seemed harmless enough, as far as nipple clamps go. After a brief but painful adjustment period, Nina had the clamps secured, with the chain dangled betwixt her boobs, resting on her bare stomach. She glanced at the time. With only seven minutes left, Nina didn’t have much more time to hesitate. She decided she’d take whatever the next box held with a brave face.
Box Number Four
Surprisingly light, and much less rattly than the last. As Nina opened the box, she regretted her last deal to herself. She chose to read the note first which wryly read:
“and of course, all kittens must have a tail 😉”
Inside was a butt-plug, with a fluffy cat’s tail attached, and a small bottle of lube. Thank God for the lube, Nina thought to herself. She contemplated what this chatroom was going to be like, with her already filled with a vibrator, and now the butt-plug to boot, but reconciled herself with the knowledge she’d be anonymous throughout the whole thing. Applying some lube to her finger, she probed her anus, not unlike she had done before, but definitely not with anything as big as what sat in front of her. With the time ticking closer to the start-time, she applied a generous amount of lube and went the full yard with the butt plug, slowly pushing it inside of her, letting it slip in and rest firmly in place. She looked at herself in the mirror; the tail looked almost… natural. When you didn’t focus on where it came from.
Box Number Five
Last box and only three minutes to go. Nina nervously picked up the final box. Box number 5 made no noise when she shook it, but by now that didn’t necessarily fill Nina with reassurance. She opened the box hesitantly and wasn’t sure what to make of the final addition to her ‘wardrobe’.
Gloves. Or were they mittens? Whatever they were, they didn’t look big, and they had what looked like a paw printed on one side of them. Nina analysed them briefly and decided to try one on to see what the story was. As she slipped her left hand into the mitten, she realised there was some sort of a bar on the inside she needed to bring her fingers around. Wrapping her fingers around, her hand slipped past some sort of bottleneck, and the rest of her hand slipped into the mitten. Trying to pull her hand out by itself she realised she couldn’t, as her wrist sat snuggly by the entrance to the mitten, alongside the wrist-cuff. She realised with her hand in this mitten she’d lose all ability to manoeuvre her fingers. Weighing up the risk involved versus the potential reward, she read the final message:
“Well done! You made it to the final box. Not many get this far. Make sure to switch your camera on before you put on both mittens. And don’t forget to attach your ankle cuffs to your waist before you start. Good luck!”
Ankle straps to your what? In the heat of The Challenge, Nina hadn’t even noticed the two carabiners that hung from her waist. As she folded her leg on itself, she noticed the ankle-cuff lined up perfectly with the carabiner, which is just as well as there wasn’t much slack. After having attached her right leg, she did the same for her left, which was getting considerably harder given she had already disabled her left hand. Once Nina had bound her ankles to her body harness, she refreshed her screen and saw she only had 45 seconds left before the Challenge was due to start. Clicking the On button Nina briefly checked out her appearance on the camera before slipping her right hand into the mitten, and watching the counter count down three, two, one…
The First Challenge
The screen blinked, Nina’s camera turned on, and the chatroom opened up. On the screen appeared the mysterious masked kitten that was Nina, with her dorm-room in the background. In the top right-hand corner, she could see a counter counting down from 30:00:00. On the bottom left there was a chat-box with a small number 6 – the number of people who had logged onto the chatroom.
So: this was The Challenge. This doesn’t look too bad, Nina thought to herself. She shifted awkwardly between her knees and elbows, trying to find a comfortable way to stand on her new legs while also making sure the plug and vibrator didn’t move too much inside her. The mask did a fantastic job of hiding her identity, and she thought she looked pretty sexy all tied up like this. Her nipples hurt somewhat from the nipple clamps, but the pain was manageable. Nina tried once more to remove the mittens from her wrists, but found she was unable to do anything with her hands whilst these mittens were on. She began thinking of how she might get all this gear off once The Challenge was done, when a noise emitted from her computer.
Bing!
Nina looked back at her screen. The number in the bottom left corner of the screen had jumped to 50 – 50 people were watching Nina’s chatroom! Nina began thinking of who these people were, probably bored college students and creepy old men, when a notification popped up in the middle of her screen:
“It’s time for Challenge number one! Viewers, vote up your favourite suggestion of what KinkyKitty06 should do for her first challenge!”
Oh god, her viewers were going to vote on what she should do? Nina’s stomach lurched as she considered what might be suggested. To her surprise however the most upvoted comment was actually relatively harmless:
“meow like a cat”
Well, that’s not too bad. Nina decided she would play along with the fantasy and started meowing seductively like a cat. Immediately she heard the laptop bing and ding as her viewers upvoted her chatroom. She even decided to throw in a cheeky wave of her tail. The chatroom was going wild. She quickly saw her viewer number creep up, past the triple digits, and five minutes had already elapsed. This was going to be a piece of cake, Nina thought to herself.
The First Punishment
As Nina was getting into her show another notification binged up on her screen:
“Quarter of the way though! Time for hurdle number one! Viewers, what’s Nina’s next task?”
As Nina’s viewership grew, so too did the number of requests, and this time they were starting to get more lewd. The most upvoted suggestion this time was not as timid as the last one:
“rub your pussy”
Luckily Nina’s mask hid the frown she held upon her face. Nina had already degraded herself enough logging onto this online chatroom, naked, with vibrator and plug inside her, she wasn’t about to degrade herself any further. Nina decided to pretend like she hadn’t seen the message and continued to meow like a cat and shake her tail from side to side, when a sudden painful shock struck her in the neck.
The shock had come from the collar Nina was wearing. The collar Nina put on must be a shock collar of some kind. So that’s what that little box on the side was. She cursed herself that she didn’t take more time to look at the gear she had put herself into.
Nina looked to the screen and saw a new number had appeared on the bottom right-hand corner of the screen: Pain Level 1. Pain? She hadn’t signed up for any pain. And why had it shocked her twice? Nina was no longer enjoying this game.
“Fuck this, I’m---”
Another shock. This time twice as strong as the last one. Nina saw the little red number 1 jump to a 2. The shocks were getting more painful. But why? As if on cue, a notification beeped onto Nina’s screen:
“Cats don’t talk, cats do as they’re told. Rub your pussy.”
Nina was stalwart. She might decide not to talk during this challenge, but she wasn’t going to touch herself just for the enjoyment of a bunch of creeps and weirdos. Not that they seemed to mind, the chatroom was exploding with messages and the viewer number kept rising. It seemed Nina’s loyal fanbase didn’t care if she got shocked. It slowly dawned on Nina if she didn’t comply the shocks were just going to keep coming.
With a designed sigh, Nina reached down to her crotch with one of her mittened hands and slowly began to rub her pussy. The chatroom exploded with upvotes, and Nina saw her viewership had rocketed to over a thousand viewers. She was filled with conflicting emotions as her shame mixed with her horniness as she was starting to turn herself on. Thinking she was done Nina removed her hand only to be shocked once again with her collar, this time on level 3. The pain was unimaginable. The pain level increased each time Nina didn’t comply. Nina didn’t even want to know what number the pain counter went up to. Nina put her hand back to her crotch and continued rubbing herself, just in time to see the next message come through.
“Sit up and purr for me pussy”
This was humiliating, Nina thought. At least she knew no one would know it was her doing all these degrading acts. Nina kept thinking of the $500 as she pushed herself back onto her hindlegs and continued to touch herself. The timer had already gone down to 15 minutes, and Nina knew she was half-way there.
Half-Way Through
Once the timer went past the 15-minute marker a new notification popped up:
“Halfway there! Time to turn on our little friend.”
Little friend? Nina was confused, until the vibrator in her pussy erupted. Nina nearly screamed out in surprise, stopping herself at the last minute, lest her collar negatively react to anything that wasn’t a meow. Nina was overwhelmed now. She had been reduced to some kind of a sex-crazed cat, sat on her hindlegs rubbing her pussy with her useless cat-mitten hands, a tail up her ass, and now the vibrator she had willingly inserted into her pussy had come alive and was driving her wild. She felt an orgasm slowly build and was mortified at the prospect of cumming on camera.
As if listening to her thoughts, the vibrations stopped. Nina wasn’t sure what was worse, the prospect of cumming on camera, or being left in this state of arousal, being edged without any release. Meanwhile, another ding.
“Good kitties don’t use their hands. Good kitties walk on all fours. Walk around the room like a good kitty.”
Nina knew better than to defy the Challenge again. With only ten minutes left she knew she could withstand whatever else the Challenge asked of her, get her $500, and never have to do anything like this again. Nina bowed her head in shame and began circling her room, awkwardly putting one elbow in front of the other, walking on her knees and elbows as if she really were a cat. Each time she completed a lap of her room the vibrations from her vibrator increased, until by the fifth lap Nina was struggling to concentrate. Her laps were concluded by a message on the screen:
“Final stretch! Let’s get KinkyKitty06’s other friend involved.”
Now in addition to the vibrations from the vibrator, the butt plug inside Nina began to vibrate.
“What should KinkyKitty06’s other friend do next folks?”
Mortified Nina saw the options laid out for her adoring fans. Increase vibration. Gyrate. Inflate. Shock. How can one little butt plug do so much? Already Nina was aware the gear she had put on was much more high-end than anything she would have ever been able to afford. Nina’s heart dropped as she saw gyrate and inflate were the two most upvoted options. As if on cue, the butt plug inside her started to inflate and move within her. This, alongside the vibrations from the vibrator, was causing her to go wild. Her fanbase were loving it, as her audience had reached over 5000 members, and she could see the chatroom flicker through with a mix of adoration and slutshaming.
Final Stretch
“Final five minutes! What should KinkyKitty06 do for her last show?”
The suggestions that came through varied from impractical to obscene. But Nina would have happily chosen any of them than what was finally upvoted: hump the bear.
Nina cursed herself that she didn’t choose her background more carefully. The whole time she had been on camera her roommate’s bed had been in the background, and on the bed, a big stuffed bear. The bear was Emily’s childhood teddy, and she was fiercely protective of it. Nina and her roommate already didn’t get on great, and Nina didn’t want to exacerbate that by encroaching on her stuff. But the shocks had already started from the buttplug and collar until Nina had no choice but to awkwardly climb up onto the bed on all fours and mount the bear.
The chatroom went wild and the settings on her vibrator and buttplug were set to the max. Nina was lost in a sweaty sea of bliss as her “friends” were bringing her close to orgasm as she humped this stuffed bear as if it were a willing participant. The build-up proved too much for Nina as she finally leant into the vibrations that had been teasing her the last thirty minutes. The vibrators went into overdrive as Nina erupted in a series of mind-boggling orgasms. Nina was so overwhelmed by the whole experience she drifted off to sleep. As her eyes close she can see the counter on the screen tick down 3, 2, 1…
Nina passes out from the intensity of the whole ordeal. As she sleeps a window pops up on her screen: “Congratulations! You’ve successfully completed the 30-Minute Challenge. Feeling adventurous? Get ready to double your money in our next stage: Two-Day Challenge! Click here to find out more.” As Nina sleeps unaware, a key can be heard in the lock of the door…