they strap you

Wendy tells her friends to help her bring you to the sorority's balcony. You struggle, but to no avail. You are brought through the french doors, out into the crisp autumn air.

You really start to fear for your safety when the coeds lift you off the ground and turn you ass first toward the waiting crowd of football players below.

The rowdy jocks scream their approval when they see Wendy put the losing team's cheerleader's pretty legs and pantiless ass over the top of the wrought iron railing above them.

Your tanned, toned legs flail in the open air, hoping the four girls don't lose their grip on your arms. This causes your pooched pussylips to wink at them as well. The jocks go crazy with lustfor your dangling bod.

Wendy, meanwhile, doubles up the shaving strap and leans over the rail to slap your jiggling asscheeks.

The jocks laugh and joke as you squeal under Wendy's savage blows. They watch as your pretty ass turns crimson under the rough strap.

Wendy surveys your butt after a few more blows and decides you've had enough. She gestures to her friends to pull you back to the balcony floor.

"I think we need some cream for that hot ass!" Wendy says, touching your tender cheeks.

Time remaining: 71 hrs.
Where will she get the cream?
--from the medicine cabinet?
--get a donation from the ball team?
--bring a faculty member in?
--somewhere else?