On your way to class

You are walking through campus on your way to class. You keep your head down, and are lost in your own thoughts. Suddenly, you find yourself knocked to ground. It takes a few seconds for you to register that someone has pushed you to the ground. And they are still holding you down. That person is a girl. Three girls. Three girls are holding you down. One has her weight on your chest and shoulders to pin you down. Another is sitting on your legs to keep you from kicking out. The third has your hands by the wrists and is holding them above your head.

The fact you’re held down by three women appeals to your submissive nature, and you can feel your arousal growing. However, you have not yet transformed into Doe, because of the girl holding your wrists is maintaining skin contact with you. Just as that thought crosses your mind, the girl holding your wrists whispers in your ear:

“We know all about you, John. We know what will happen if I let go of you. We know how much you don’t want that to happen. You can either let us hold on to you and do exactly what we tell you, or we can let you go, and you know what will happen then. It your choice, John.”