A school day of humiliation

Mike spent all of third period kneeling as still as he could. By the end of class, he'd almost forgotten about the pencil up his ass. Then the bell rang and the weird sensations returned as he carried Abigail's briefcase to the cafeteria. This time he walked without the swagger, and she didn't feel the need to humiliate him anymore.

Abigail sat with Maisy and Tiffany Nomura, a cute, short girl of Japanese descent. Other than answering a teacher's question, Mike had never heard Tiffany say three words. Now, as he stood naked by the table, she talked with the other girls without hesitation. It was like she was too shy to talk around people, but he didn't count as a person.

Then Samuel, Abigail's boyfriend, came up to the table. The uniform looked better on him than on the other boys somehow. Like it had to stretch over his broad chest. He flirted with Abigail a bit, and the other girls stayed quiet. They both giggled when he left, and Abigail told them to stop before they all started laughing. Nobody said a word to Mike.

The rest of the day went the same way. Mike figured out that as long as he didn't mess up, act cocky, or do anything to attract attention, Abigail basically ignored him. He'd had enough humiliation for awhile, so he tried to be a good pet. Still, he was naked and in the presence of his crush the whole day, but she'd ordered him not to touch himself. He was horny as hell all day long.

When the day ended, they went out to the school parking lot. Abigail opened the trunk of her car and looked expectantly at Mike. When he didn't move, she said, "Well?"

Mike figured out that she wanted him to get in. "Um, won't I get hurt?"

"Ungh!" grunted Abigail. "You're being such a bother today! Fine, you can take the pencil out of your ass first, if that's what's worrying you. But I want you to spend the whole trip double-handed wanking! And no splooging in my trunk! I don't want a single drop of precum messing up my upholstery! Now get in!"

Mike climbed in the trunk and grabbed his cock with both hands, which was difficult because one hand was enough to cover it. Abigail tossed her briefcase in next to him and closed the trunk. The darkness was more startling than he'd expected, but he began tugging at his little cock. It felt so good to finally wank, but he was able to half-think about the fact that the rulebook was right there, in the briefcase next to him. He tried to think of a way to get it open and get the book, but his hands were completely occupied with wanking. He was so close, but there was no way to get it. He quickly succumbed to thoughts of Abigail's big breasts, braless inside that sexy school uniform. He wanted to ignore her command and cum, but his body would not obey, and he didn't even get a tiny bit of lubricant out of his cock. Between the bumps in the road, his cramped position, and his furious yanking, his whole body was sore by the end of the trip.

After the car stopped, Abigail let him out, and he carried her briefcase into her apartment building. Her parents weren't home, so she went straight to her room. Abigail took the briefcase and emptied it out, putting Mike's things in her closet. She turned to him and said, "You can't have them back until I've decided whether or not you deserve them. So hands off!" Then she sat at her desk and worked on schoolwork for an hour.

Mike just knelt down and looked up at her with a painfully hard cock.