She polls your classmates.

Just because there are droves of girls nearby doesn't mean they're paying attention to the bare-assed hottie tied up on the flagpole; for at least now, they haven't noticed you. Your heart planted firmly in your throat, and surrounded by an ocean of your female peers, you literally pray to God that they don't turn to look. Dana spanks your poor, sore ass so hard that the impact echoes throughout the courtyard, and that's when everybody turns to look. A mass procession of high schoolers, eyes going wide as dinner plates when they spy the sexy, naked boy captured in the plaza.

From the dais of your humiliation you can see all kinds of girls ogling you; the softball team, drama club, all of those lonely chess nerds, the jocks on the girl's basketball team, and even the cheerleaders. The ravenous leers of those girls bore into you, and your blush spreads down to your neck— as if this wasn't horrendous enough already, you remember that you've got an erection.

"Dana! Dana, untie me! Please!!" You beg, but when you whip your head around in a **** search of your tormenter, she's gone. The only people around are those horny girls in the mob. Your eyes roll back and your face burns crimson, they are just devouring the sight of you, but they're not satisfied yet; the throng of drooling young women encroaches, pulling out their phones in hopes of getting a better look at you. And, of capturing your humiliation indelibly.

"Holy shit, he's like, so hot!"

"Whoa! Nice dick Sam!"

"Poor guy."

"I want to personally thank whoever tied him up— it's not every day you get to see a hottie's ass!"

"Whoa Sam— you shave down there?"

"He does?!? I need a closer look!"

"Me too!!"

"Me three!!!"

True to their words, those hungry young women stampede in closer; engirding you fully in their **** scramble for a closer look at your sex. Once the ogling crowd has transformed into a frenzied mosh pit, your sexy bully, Dana, finally comes out from her hiding spot, wearing the most mischievous grin. "See Sam? Didn't I tell you I was great at sharing?"

Dana gives your dick a quick couple strokes—in front of everyone—to keep it hard before addressing the mob, "I've got this sexy boy all tied up, now who wants to help me give Sam here the humiliation of a lifetime!"

The mob screams their affirmation in one cacophonous, aroused din.

"Nice to hear! I'm going to make this cutie put on a show, and I need some suggestions!" As your crush says these foreboding words, she twists you around, ensuring that your unwanted admirers got to drink in every last inch of your blushing nudity. God was this humiliating.

The Drama club girls, tripping over each other for a better view of your thoroughly punished bubble-butt, suggests, "Spank him! Spank his hot ass!"

The cheerleaders lick their lips while giving you a once-over, and say, "Give us a few minutes with him!" The way they're groping the air makes you blanch.

Both sports teams shout, "We want selfies with Sam!!" with lust twinkling bright in their hungry eyes, you can even see the team captains—Silver and Janine—salivate. But, the nerdy girls in the chess team prove to be the horniest of all with their chant, "Suck! Him! Off! Suck! Him! Off!!!"

Your heart sinks, being tied up naked for all the senior girls was bad enough, but if anything they're suggesting were to happen, you'd die of embarrassment! Your eyes dart towards Dana, hoping against hope that she'll stop now, that she'll reveal it was all just a ridiculous prank, but that's not what you see in your crush's eager visage.

A massive, excited beam plastered over her typically sour face, Dana says to her constituents, "Ooh~ Those are some great ideas— I want to do all of them!"

"But…" she meets your fearful eyes, her smile not wavering, "if I could only choose one…"