The girls are a lot more open about crushes, now.

Your whole escapade with Rachel took up the rest of the class, and soon, the class files back in.

You look mistrustfully at what was always and now is the school uniform for the men as the girls start changing from their slingshots to their skin showing uniforms, and the men strip down to nothing, fastening the belt of their leather collars around their necks.

The issue was the handcuffs, which were a simple cross, thus very difficult to put on or take off.

You eye Rachel, who was ogling one of the boys with amusement as the solution was made obvious - the girls were supposed to help.

"Michael, let me help you with that," Sarah whispers from behind you. She'd already gotten fully dressed, but you had only stripped off your shirt and shoes. She reaches for your shorts from behind and pulls them down, and then holds out her hand as you kick them off and turn around.

"Cuffs," she says, a little impatient and close.

You want to say you can manage, but honestly, you're in a haze, and you know you absolutely can't with the way they're designed.

"Fine, here," you say, turning around as she a little too happily takes your cuffs and spins you to face away. You note that some of the boys have been seated, and Julie, Caitlyn and Sheryl are giving blowjobs to the seated students.

Kevin is trying not to make a noise as Julie bobs up and down, but Harold and Ricky leaned back on the benches against the wall, panting as Caitlyn and Sheryl teased the two.

Your dick goes rock solid, and you gasp as Sarah grabs a hold of your penis from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder, something she can only manage due to her heels.

"Wow, you're very hard today."

Her breath against your neck is a lot, but her warm body pressing against your back and arms is even more.

She adjusts her pose, and your hands, while bound behind your back, are still low enough to feel the hem of her skirt, and as she lens in, the wetness of her pussy. She strokes your dick slowly as she grinds into your hands, and you oblige her intent by moving your fingers across and inside her. The press of her boobs, the heat of her breath, the moans from girls and guys in the background fade away as you stand there and enjoy the moment.

With her free hand, she turns your head to meet hers and she looks directly at you as she strokes you faster and faster before slowing down.

"Don't stop," you plead.

"I'm not stopping," she smiles as she kisses you. "Can't make a mess."

"Wait, so how are- Oh!"

She steps around to your front as you ask your admittedly stupid question and with a single motion swallows your entire dick from head to shaft in a smooth, practiced motion. Her warm tongue and throat is just too much, and you cum instantly inside her, which she responds to by gripping your asscheeks and pulling her face deeper into your crotch, swallowing your seed whole.

After a few quiet moments, she pulls away and gives a goofy smile, before jingling the keys to your cuffs and attaching them to your collar. You look around and see all the others had stopped having sex as well, and everyone had begun to file out, only to stop and start shuffling back into the locker room.

The gym teacher walks in, and Sarah and Julie look a little bit worried.

Rachel quickly taps you on the shoulder, and with a smile, whispers to you.

"Hey, so you didn't decide what the punishments would be. I'm noticing the book likes to get creative, but hey, what do you think? See where this goes, or maybe you can give me a fun little idea. If not, I could do something myself with this."

You turn to see Rachel has a wickedly mischievous grin on her face.