Run, but only so he gets a harder punishment...

Rather than stay, John starts to run away. He could easily snap them away, but he was still a pervert. He not only wanted to get caught, he wanted to be Taken. He wanted to be caught and punished like a cheap fuck hole for the hallway monitors. He hears the hallway monitors running behind him, and slowly catching up. "Stop, stop right there and we may show you some pity you fucking bitch!" The twink shouts. "Fuck that Jack, let's just catch the bitch and punish him!"

John turns the corner, but stops as he sees another hallway monitor comming donw the hallway, this one a huge stud carrying a petite cheerleader over his shoulders. He grinned when he saw you and the other hallway monitors come running. John tries to bolt past him, but he's stopped by the stud simple tripping him with hsi leg. Before John can get back up Jack and the dominatrix come down on him. They each grab an arm and before he can even start to resist, they've cuffed his hands behind his back. He tries to kick them away, but they manage to cuff his legs together at the ankles and knees. Now, just his mouth is left. "Fuck you, fuck all of you! You're fucked in the head! I'll fuhrcchnng chnrr mrr mrhhmr hrcchmrh!" He tried to keep insulting them, but they quickly shoved a pump gag into his mouth and while one inflated it to the point he almsot choked the other buckled the different straps around his head. He was getting the heavy duty version, it had straps all over his head and even came with a detachable blindfold which was also put on him.

To make him more helpless his ankles and wrists were cuffed to each other, effectively hogtying him. He was rolled over on his side and felt a high heeled boot pressed into his ribs. "There we go, better now little fuck-pig?" You try to curse, but you have to focus on breathing as the gag is filling your mouth to its limits. The twink, Jack, pulls up {}first_name}s head by his hair, making John squeal. "Wow, already squealing like one! I can't wait to fuck your ass!"

John can't quite make out what happens next, but he hears them pulling out something, something metalic, and then a bar or pipe is passed in between his arms and legs so that when the bar is hoisted up, John is hanging from it by the cuffs links. Not being incredibly flexible, this puts a lot of strain on his shoulder, making him groan in pain to which he receives a stinging smack to the face. "Shut up Bitch! You shouldn't have run from us, and we're gonna make sure you learn to never do it again!"

John is then carried away, for how long he can't tell suspended and blind as he is. He hears doors open and close, and then feels them go down a stairs, so they must be in the basement. He hears people walking past, whimpering. A door opens, and he's suddenly surrounded by the soudns of people crying, fucking, spanking, gagging and the overwhelming smell of hard sex. Through another door, and suddenly everything is quiet. He's dropped down on the ground and is picked up by the hallway monitors. He struggles, bu they easily hold him down even after uncuffing him. He's then hoisted up on some kind of chair and is quickly strapped in. Once they're done John tries to figure out what kind of chair it is. Whatever is is he's thuroughly strapped down and his legs are kept spread out and up, they'd even put his hands in small mitts which balled his hands into useless fists.

His blindfold is removed and he sees Jack grinning at him. "Wow, still defiant?" The dominatrix was unbuckling some of the straps around his head. "That will change. He'll be a slut like the others after today. Can you fetch the hood Jack?" "Sure thing Allison" Jack moves out of Johns sight, and returns with a thick latex hood. It doesn't have any eye holes, just a mouth hole and short tubes at the nostrils. He's also got a ring gag in his hands.

The pump gag is yanked out of Johns mouth and the hallway monitors quickly pull the latex hood over his head. The short tubes are fed up his nostrils, not only making him feel uncomfortable but filling his nose with the smell of latex. He tries to resist them forcing the ring gag between his lips, but a quick knee to his groin gives Jack the opportunity he needed and so Johns mouth is wedged open by the ring gag. Its held in by straps attached to buckled on the latex hood itself.

Jack and Allison take a step back and enjoy the sight. John is completely helpless and alone with the two hallway monitors who both look ready to fuck him til he breaks. Allison walks up to him. "For your offenses, the only appropriate punishment is...