Caught In A Hard Place

[The whole point of this chapter was to try using emojis but it looks like chyoa won't display any when I publish, so this one is now text only.]

The following texts were found on phones temporarily confiscated from students in detention:

Oh. My. God. Did you hear? They're doing rehearsals for the school play again. You know what that means?

We get to see Tommy Whorehouse being fucked all over school again?

No!! It's a totally different guy this time.

...

I'm serious!

Ya sure. What guy is slutty enough to replace Tommy?

That's the thing!!! They're saying he just didn't realise. Guess he thought he was gonna be a serious actor or some shit? His name's Marcus... I think?

......hahaHAHA!!!

Thank. God. For. Dumb. Thots. is all I can say.

omg you know what we should totally do

Wut

Tell him we're drama students too and fuck his ass. If he's dumb enough to sign up for Lead Cumdump he'll believe anything.

That idea is Based Horny and omg we so should.

But like what if a teacher catches us?

What's the chance of that

And so you find yourself in detention, with the same girls who told you they were in your class and needed to fuck your butt to rehearse their scenes. They're currently sitting at their desks, sulking, and you aren't with them. Why? Because you're under the teacher's desk, sucking her off while she counts down till the end of detention. You can't see the clock and all you have to keep track of the time is the number of times she's cum into your mouth. Six cumshots so far. Your stomach gurgles and you hope there isn't much more time to go...