A bit of hunting

You start the next day naked in your office. Girls have arrived at six, and the majority of them are already holed up in hiding places around the school’s campus. No one minds getting fucked, but no one wants to be the first to be captured, as that would mean having to publicly and humiliatingly satiate the morning wood of a few hundred horny boys.

The boys, already gathering outside the gates, will be allowed to enter the school at seven, and from then, the games will begin. Each boy has been supplied with several collars engraved with their name, which they will attach around the necks of any girl they catch.

Seven is also when the district head will arrive, which means that’s when you have to be in the special room the prefects have prepared — it’s a repurposed classroom on the fourth floor with great views of the courtyard and the field.

Eagerly anticipating what the hour will bring, you get out of your office, and prepare for your usual morning walk. With luck, you’ll be able to spot some hot girls trying to conceal themselves, which will get you into the mood for all the fucking to follow.

It’s a nice cool morning with a decent breeze, and you decide to walk through the woods. It won’t take more than thirty minutes, just enough to fill your time before the district head arrives.

At this time in the morning, the woods are quiet, dark. Stumbling over a tree root, you begin to regret your choice a little, but a couple of lamps strategically placed by the sides of the path is enough to convince you to keep going. Trees loom tall and huge on either side of you. The path constricts, getting a little smaller. Each step brings the crunch of dried leaves. Listening carefully, you hear the gentle chirping of cicadas, and the beginning notes of birdsong. It’s nice to reconnect to nature in the midst of all this depravity.

An unusually loud noise comes from in front of you. You freeze and sneak behind a tree trunk, thinking it’s a bear of some sort that managed to barge into the school compound. But peering out from behind the tree, you see it’s just one of your girls. Dressed in the yellow shirt of Apollo House and a pair of standard issue black shorts, she is absolutely alluring.

The shorts cling to her ass, showing every bit of its impressive curvature. Similarly, the shirt she’s wearing is definitely a size too small for her — as she walks the fabric hikes up and shows a bit of her tummy. The girl is East Asian, with pale skin that’s not quite white and brilliant black hair.

You smile. Perhaps you should take off your edge a little before heading back. You could easily sneak up behind her and catch her that way — but where’s the fun in that?