English class continues normally

Mrs. Fletcher returns to teaching English class. Everything is almost normal, except everyone now knows that Sarah is wearing a butt plug, and Zach is still playing with Jasmine's tits. The bell eventually rings, and the class ends without any further bizzareness, at least not that you can notice.

The most amusing thing that happens as class is dismissed is that Jasmine is frog-marched out of the room topless, with Zach standing directly behind her, never taking his hands off of her chest. She looks nervous at the fact that everyone in the halls is going to see her like this, but not as embarrassed as you might expect.

As you enter the hallways yourself, a surprising sight greets your eyes. Another senior student called Emma, who's in your homegroup but not in your English class, is walking down the hall bottomless, her hands keeping a vibrator inside her pussy. She's a shade of beetroot red, and clearly wouldn't be doing this if she wasn't being **** to. And then you see who's next to her - a sporty boy called Chris, proudly holding a folded up skirt, that Emma was presumably wearing before she arrived. It looks like she's going to be stuck like that unless Chris decides to return her skirt. Unsurprisingly, all eyes are on her as she walks to her next lesson with shaky legs.

Poor girl. But still, I can imagine ways it'd be even more embarrassing for her.

You take out the Rulebook.

I shouldn't.

But you do.

New Rule: Male seniors are allowed to masturbate in the vicinity of, and ejaculate on, masturbating female students.

The effect is instantaneous. A dozen horny male students are whipping out their dicks and chasing after Emma, pumping their cocks in her direction and not letting her out of their sight.

"Nooo!" She tries to pick up the pace, waddling faster towards her next classroom.

New Rule: Masturbating female students must get on their knees and allow any masturbating male students they see to ejaculate on them wherever they want. They are not allowed to clean up the cum until they get home.

"Please, mercy!" Emma begs as her legs already begin to follow the rule, stopping her movement dead in its tracks, and then gracefully descending to her knees. Around fifteen boys are now surrounding her, furiously beating her meat as if there's a prize for the first one to jizz on her.

You leave her alone for now, heading towards the room for your Maths lesson.

Come to think of it, Emma is in my maths class, isn't she?