She assigns you a grueling task

“Follow me to the courtyard, Naked Man. Our equipment for today’s assignment is there.” The groundskeeper says to you before walking back into campus.

You begrudgingly follow her, keeping your distance and covering your junk. You’re still agonizingly close to cumming all over the floor, with your cock spewing pre-cum all over your fingers and palm. Never have you hated Ophelia more in your life, not only for humiliating you, but for teasing and leaving you on the edge of orgasm.

As you dredge behind the groundskeeper, you feel thankful for the lack of women walking the halls. You figure most are either in their dorms or outside enjoying their weekend off. Less eyes on you is always a plus, but sacrificing your weekend is bitter sweet.

After a long walk through campus, you and the groundskeeper make it to the courtyard, and unlike the empty halls inside, you immediately see your fellow classmates strewn across the lush greenery. Some were reading books or watching something on their phones, others were talking with friends and playing games with each other, a choice few girls were sunbathing several yards in front of you. They were dressed in black and green bikinis, some of which decided to go topless, exposing their fine breasts to the open air. You try to look away, staring at the ground to at least look polite, but the small glimpse of their topless chests has your cock begging for release.

“Look!” One girl pointed towards you. “It’s Nudie McCoy!”

As she calls you out, hundreds of eyes look up and at your direction. Once again you’re the center of attention. Your cheeks glow a bright red as more women begin to notice you.

“Awwww! He’s blushing!”

“I wish he’d stop covering himself so I can see what he’s packing down there.”

“Pffft!” Says a familiar looking blonde girl tanning her skin. “You’ve seen him naked hundreds of times already, what’s special about him?”

You feel wholly exposed and humiliated, but worst of all, you’re forced to endure through the embarrassment. You can’t run away with the groundskeeper ordering you, so you’re stuck outside completely nude for all these girls to gawk at.

“Alrighty Mr. Naked Man, we’re going to clean some windows today! But first, we’ll need you and I to suit up and get our cleaning supplies!” The groundskeeper says with obnoxious enthusiasm.

In the corner of the courtyard is a small shed. You follow her to this corner, taking one hand away from your penis to cover your pale cheeks. As you cover your glutes, you can hear a loud collection of groans behind you.

“Windows? W-Which windows are we cleaning?” You ask as your legs begin to squirm. The embarrassment and pressure you have pressed against your cock has your entire body tensed up.

“Oh love, no need to ask such silly questions. We’re cleaning all of the windows on campus!” She says loudly from inside the shed.

“A-all of them?!” You exclaim in disbelief.

“Yep! It was a direct order from the chancellor herself! She said something about certain windows needing a deep clean.”

Your heart sinks to your stomach. Such a monumental task would take all day, and even then you doubt you’ll get all of them cleaned. Your hatred for Ophelia only grows with this Herculean task she’s thrown at you, and to do it naked no less is even worse.

“Isn’t that… a bit much?” You ask with a worried look on your face.

“Hardly! We just gotta put in a little elbow grease and we’ll get it down by sunset!”

The Groundskeeper exits the shed holding a pair of bright green reflective vests, a belt, and cleaning supplies. For a brief second, your eyes light up at the sight of clothing before realizing the vest looks barely big enough to cover your torso.

“Put these on for me, will ya?” She throws the vest and belt at you aggressively, leaving you with little time to react. Thankfully, you hold your hand out just before the pieces of clothing could hit you in the face, or other sensitive areas.

Holding the vest in your hands confirms how pathetically small it is, being no bigger than a vest you’d see a child wear. The belt is a dark brown leather with loops stitched across the length of it.

You look around pensively, a small group of curious girls have gathered around you, eyeing every inch of bare skin.

With one hand still covering your crotch, you have a difficult time putting on your vest. You know deep down most of these girls have seen your penis before, but you’d rather die than give them another glimpse at your cock and satisfy their perverted dreams.

The Groundskeeper is quick to notice your struggle, and with a soft smirk on her face, she walks up to you and grabs your bare shoulders.

“Oh you silly naked man. I thought you’d be smart enough to put on a vest, no?” She asks, unintentionally sounding incredibly condescending.

“I-I-I…” You fail to speak as the tall woman holds you tight underneath her grip.

“Let’s get your hand away from your penis first.” She then forces your arm away from your junk, exposing your raging boner to everyone around you.

Frozen in panic, you’re helpless to her forcing your arms forward. It’s like you’re a doll, a lifeless doll under the whim of your owner. She quickly pulls the vest through your arms before zipping it closed. The vest is awfully tight against your chest, feeling almost suffocating as it squeezes your upper torso.

Meanwhile, the girls around you point and gawk at your bare lower half, watching as your cock dangles between your legs, inches away from the Groundskeeper’s thighs.

“Good! Now let’s get this belt on ya!” She kneels down in front of you with your belt in hand. You’re helplessly standing still as you stare down into her cleavage, so agonizingly close to your dripping erection. You hold your breath as you feel her wrapping the belt around your bare waist. At this point a gust of wind will cause you to explode all over her.

But as she begins to tighten the belt around your waist, her hand drifts down to your junk, not-so-subtlety touching and grabbing your balls. You jump and let out a tiny yelp as you feel her fingers caress your family jewels. Your cock leaks pre-cum onto her forearm like a hose, you’re that far gone down the deep end.

“P-please… I’m gonna…” You try to plead, keeping yourself as still as a statue.

“Relax Naked Man, I know my way around a penis!” She says, absentmindedly.

Despite your insistence, she lets go of your balls and grabs the shaft of your cock, gently rubbing your soaked tip.

With tens of students watching you, you feel yourself tipping over the edge and into climax. You try to pull away from the Groundskeeper’s grip, but it’s too late!

Not a second later, you feel yourself cumming! Your orgasm causes your legs to go numb from all the tension, and you stumble forward into the Groundskeeper’s face! You bite your lips to hold in embarrassing moans as you shoot rope after rope onto the Groundskeeper.

Everything goes white for a couple seconds before you find yourself leaning against the Groundskeeper as she holds your bare thighs with her massive hands.