The Boy’s Locker Room

Victoria barges into the boy’s locker room, kicking the door open. Your naked body is dragged clit first into view of all the half-dressed boys.

“I’ve got a present for all you boys, courtesy of the Cheerleading Squad!” Victoria yells as she yanks the chain brutally forward. You stagger forward in front of Victoria. Your hands are still cuffed behind your back, leaving you unable to cover your exposed body. Victoria holds the chain at your navel, keeping you standing completely nude in front of all the boys. You start crying from embarrassment as all of their eyes lock onto your naked form. Their arousal is visible through their propped up shorts.

You are held in position for a minute, giving all the boys enough time to appreciate your feminine features before Victoria pulls the clit leash over to one of the lockers; soft squeaks of agony leave your throat as you’re **** to follow. She attaches the leash to a hole in the locker at crotch height. With less than six inches of chain between the locker and your pussy, your legs are **** open and the front your body is presses up against the wall. Your perky ass is left on display to all the boys.

“You’ll get to enjoy her after gym class today. In the mean time, she’ll be here, waiting for your return. Why don’t you all give her a slap on the ass on your way out!”

A line of eager, horny boys quickly forms behind you. The first boy steps up behind your ass and readies his open palm for the first spanking.

“You only get one. Be sure to give her all you got!”

You could only whimper in fear for the coming blow.

SHHHMACK!

The entire room is filled with a loud smacking sound, followed by the scream ripping out your throat. He had spanked you on your right ass cheek. The blow had shook your hips, tugging and twisting the clamp still attached to your clit eliciting more pain through your body.

Before you have a chance to catch your breath, the next guy steps behind you.

“PLEEAASSE!” You’re crying for mercy from this boy. Obviously he wasn’t going to stop now.

He sends a meaty slap to your left cheek, exploding pain into your ass. Tears were steaming down your face. Your clit kept you in position, spread against the locker walls. With your arms still cuffed behind your back, you had no way to resist as the next boy approaches.

Blow after blow your ass took. Layers of red handprints were forming on your ass cheeks. The boys were randomly choosing which cheek to spank you on, giving you no way to adjust to each coming blow. Every spank kept forcing you to shake your hip, further torturing your suffering clit. The boys had optimized their rotations after each hit; giving you less and less downtime between slaps. You had no time to process the pain in your ass and clit before the next slap rained down on your ass.

The last two boys decided to spank both of your cheeks at the same time. This double blow had **** your crotch into the locker. The clamp squished into your pussy, painfully twisting your clit around.

“EEEEEIIIGHHH!” you scream. You desperately wanted to fall to the ground and cradle your bruised ass and aching pussy, but the clamp on your clit and the handcuffs on your wrist prevent that.

All the boys exited the locker rooms, leaving just you and Victoria. You were still spread against the locker, displaying your perfectly red ass to her. She releases the chain from the locker and pulls down. You’re **** to a half-squat, and she attaches the chain at about knee height to a hole in the locker. Your eyes widen at your new tortuous predicament. You had neither enough slack to fully squat down, nor fully stand up, keeping you in your half-squat position.

“No! No! WHY!?” Tears were filling up your eyes once more as you look over to Victoria for mercy.

“Please don’t leave me like this.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll release you after class.”

She turns her back and waves a goodbye, giving you a view of her perfect ass on the way out.

“Hope you don’t rip off your clit before I get back.”