She comes back

Nate was still trying to find a way to escape when he detected a person nearby, and he was about to mentally command them to set him free until he realized who it was and decided to wait and see how this would play out. Mrs. Carter walked from where she had left, this time with a bag in her hands. When she got close she dropped the bag next to him.

"I bet I had you worried there for a moment, didn't I?" she said.

Nate did not respond, instead he watched with a fascinated look as she walked behind him and opened the bag. She pulled something solid black out of it and before he could tell what it she pulled it over and around his head. It was a mask of some kind, wrapping all the way around his head and covering his hair too. To anyone that was unfamiliar with the rest of his body, which by this point not many were, or if they did he would have made them forget about it, his identity was completely hidden. There was still chance that someone could recognize his skin tone or posture but that wasn't likely as he never left much of a impression on the other students. If only they knew who walked amongst them every day...

He was still capable of seeing clearly out of the eyes of the mask and saw her pull something else out of the bag. She walked around to his front and with a marker started writing something on his chest. It said "pervert". Then she put the marker away and quickly pulled out one more item from the bag. It looked like a pair of scissors, which then went behind him and he heard a snip and felt a small loosening in his bindings.

Just then the bell rang. And Mrs. Carter quickly walked around in front of him and started talking again.

"I just made a small mark on the duct tape keeping your hands behind your back, and keeping you attached to the pole," she said. "Now, there isn't enough time for you to prevent being seen by some students, but if you struggle enough you might be able to avoid being caught by some teachers. You could let yourself be caught and then rat on me and Ms. Cole, but then you would miss next classes lesson, and considering you have gone along with everything so far and the fact that you haven't started struggling yet, I think we both know you like this. Exhibitionism is actually quite common in people with your personality type," (he forgot she was a psychology teacher).

"Anyways," she continued as she picked up the back and started walking away, "I'll be going now. See you in class."

After about a minute she had reached the corner of the building and turned and disappeared once more, and that was when the doors opened and the first wave of students started filing out of the doors. As first, they didn’t even notice him, as he was just out of their line of sight and they were obviously more occupied with putting as much distance between themselves and their educational prison as possible. There were some who came out of the doors (these were not the front doors, those were at the entrance he had passed earlier, these were still towards the front but on the side of the building leading to an open area with benches and tables for some of the students to eat outside during lunch, but for now they were used to kill time while cars made their way through the carpool lane), who who immediately turned right and walked towards the parking lot, these were usually seniors who owned a car and a license and also their friends whom they gave rides to. These people definitely noticed him, but to his bafflement, ignored him, making glances of surprise or amusement but they walked right past him and to the parking lot. Nate was almost insulted. Here he was, without a stitch of clothing on him, his hands tied behind his back leaving him no way to cover himself except perhaps crossing his legs which didn’t work, and with the word “pervert” written across his chest! He certainly hadn’t gone through all of this just to be ignored.

That changed with the second wave of students, which was most of them (who didn’t take a bus home, those exited at another door on the other side closer to the bus parking lot), who had just gathered their belongings from their lockers and had just now made it outside. By this time a few from the initial group had started to take notice. Some had dared to come closer and see the naked wonder. Nate had already begun struggling by this point, to act the part as though he was being **** against his will and also to have the tape torn and ready to break for when he needed it. But as he saw the mass that was the second wave of students how it just kept coming through those doors without end and he imagined all of them seeing him, he began to grow erect quite quickly, so these newcomers who were starting to crowd around him quite quickly they got to witness the earlier show of his penis wiggling around back and forth as it protruded from his body and he tried to wrestle his way free.

He could see some of them talking to each other, making jokes and gossiping about what he could certainly assume but unfortunately he couldn’t make out exact what they were saying amongst all the noise of a newly released high school. They were still quite far away from him, keeping their distance, as this was a crowd of somewhat well behaved students who grew up in a well-off area. He did see a few with their phones out though, capturing his predicament in photos which would probably find their way on the internet for him to jerk off to later, or better yet, they were filming it, really capturing the movements of his body, how it writhed with the struggle and also the pleasure of being so aroused. He was in public, completely surrounded by strangers who relished his humiliation.

Just then his bindings broke. They were much tougher than he expected, even with the aid of Mrs, Carters cutting. He had been pulling so hard that when the last bit finally gave, which was something he hadn’t watched out for since he was so immersed in the ecstasy of the situation, his arms flung out in front of him in a big display that everyone say. They all made gasps and cheers. Nate climbed his way up to his feet, which where tired front being sat still so long uncomfortably, and he suddenly found himself standing in the middle of half a circle of students all looking at him. He didn’t know what to do. He had to think quickly, as Mrs. Carter had mentioned before there would soon be teachers and staff out here to assess the situation.

Right now they were probably unsure of how much he fit the description that screamed from his body, from both the letters written in what was probably permanent marker which would take a long time to remove and his impossible to miss erection. But both of these could easily be explained away as part of some prank as his expense, not that that would ease the humiliation and teasing he would experience if his identity was not concealed. He thought about how badly he wanted to give these people a show, and cap off the event with a bang. To masturbate and satisfy his craving right here and now by performing one of the most private acts anyone can in broad daylight, on a school campus, in front of all these people, and their phones. Their phones! This would be seen not just by his schoolmates but by hundreds of others at least. He might even make the news with a stunt like this. He could imagine the headlines now: student found bound naked to a flagpole performs lewd action in front of crowd after being freed. More people would recognize his hard cock before they recognized his nobody-face.

But then the teachers would be out to find out who he was, and who tied him up. Security and surveillance would be tighter than usual, at least for the new few months until they gave up the chase. So he had to decide if he wanted to blow it all right now for this, and he had to decide quick.