A couple of nerdy ladies with an evil idea.

Two geeky girls break from the crowd, skipping over to my nude, bound and humiliated self, with elation being the only emotion they felt. They get up right behind me and posture themselves like professional baseball players, copies of Dune in hand, they swing and, SMACK! When the two softcover novels collide with my reddened ass, I wince, but thank my lucky stars these girls aren't nearly as strong as Ming Zhao, I blush, bracing for the next impact but...

It doesn't come.

My would be paddlers decide, instead of smacking the buns right in front of them, to voice their opinion on the way I was being tormented, "Okay, we get that we're not supposed to touch his wiener, but don't you think this would be a lot more exciting if everybody could see it?"

Ming Zhao, Zelda, and George's eyes light up like neon signs at the critique of my total humiliation, and my beautiful crush, who I'm basically certain is a super villain at this point, thoughtfully responds, "You know? It definitely seemed like something was off, let me see..." she scans around the room, mind abuzz in devious machinations, a grin from ear to ear snaps onto her flawless face, and she turns to my librarian 'friend' to share, "Okay, it's been ever so rude of me not to have asked yet. What's your name?"

"Zelda."

"Ming Zhao. Now, Zelda, could you please grab that extension cord over there?"

"With pleasure."

"George, can you balance on top of the book cart?"

"Easily!"

The librarian comes back with the extension cord in hand, forgetting in her excitement to hide her erection that was still going strong, unlike mine, which had by this point died down. Ming Zhao takes the cable and ties it around my wrist, tight as a sailor would, and then hands the tether up to George, who snakes it through the ceiling's strongest point before handing it back down to both the trans woman, and the businesswoman.

The cruel ladies undo the shoelace restraining me, and yank on the end of the extension cord that isn't tied to my wrist like a pulley, I'm brought up onto my toes, before being faced towards an ogling mob of aroused women, who all take this opportunity to drink up the sight of my naked and blushing body, focusing mainly on my exposed penis.

Ming Zhao binds my other hand just as securely as the first, with the cord's far end and says, "Perfect! Now we can spank and ogle you at the same time, Ahab! To tell the truth, I couldn't tell which was more fun, but I guess we don't have to make that choice anymore!"

I can't move either of my arms more than a centimeter in any direction, or twist to an angle that prevents women from seeing my flaccid dick, and break out in a cold sweat, realizing that divine providence was the only way I was getting out of this. Crap.

But, what humiliation could these horny ladies have in store for me next?