Trapped students

You know the library building well. You're actually a good student, top of your class and come here often. The main school building, on the other side of the school grounds, has most of the classrooms but the old library building also had a fair few.

Its strange walking in the yellow environmental suits. You have to pick your feet up higher than normal to take each step. The weight on your shoulders makes you swing your arms with each step and the thick plastic swishes and rubs whenever that happens.

Nevertheless, it's a good thing you're in the bio-suit as the red fog billows thickly through the old corridors. It seems to swirl heavily around you and the clear plastic visor you have to peer through to see out of the suit.

It's just a shame about the heavy breather on your back. The small tank of oxygen and filters is very distracting. The whole suit was built for someone larger than you and no matter how hard you try you can't get the oxygen tube to rest comfortably against your back.

The thumping sounds are coming from one of the first rooms inside the library. You would turn left to go down the main corridor and towards the books if you wanted to go where most students went when they visited the shelves. The thumping sound, however, was coming from the right as you enter the building.

As carefully as you can in the clunky environmental suit you sneak towards the wooden door of the first of the classrooms. You can hear a metallic clink as well as a repetitive thumping sound coming from within.

You push the door open a little and peer through.

The four girls from the year above you have passed out. They're covered in sweat, hair matted to their flushed skin.

Stripped naked, only the rags of their uniform remain on their slender bodies, all four girls have been bent forward and sandwiched into a strange bio-mechanical device. It looks like a cross between a vice and a pair of spindly giant arms. Even the locking mechanism at the end resembles two sets of intertwined fingers.

A third arm rocks back and forth behind the girls. On it is a row of fleshy looking probes...

It doesn't take you long to work out what's going on. The school girls, all four of them, are trapped, bent over while a row of dildos fucks them from behind. The must have passed out from exhaustion.

This is insane! Who would have done this - who could have done this? The metallic rattling comes from the chains attached to the swinging dildo-covered arm but the rest of the perverted device barely looks metal at all. It looks more like thick vinyl.

Other than the four unlucky girls and the swirling red mist you seem to be alone in the room.