Agree to show them everything

You squirm and writhe in your bed, your cock rubbing against the sheets, trying to wriggle away from the riding crop that's lashing your **** ass. Where did Susie even get something like that? Is every last woman on this campus secretly some kind of depraved sexual sadist who gets off on humiliating and punishing innocent young men like you? What a terrifying thought.

Anyway, it hurts like hell. And Brianna has your arms pinned, preventing you from escaping. You yelp as Susie delivers a particularly firm stroke, sending a tremor of pain throughout your entire body. Cruel female laughter fills the room, ringing in your ears, seeming to caress your skin as the ladies enjoy your pleas for mercy.

"I could do this all day," whispers Brianna, mockingly, her voice soft as honey. "Couldn't you, John?"

"It hurts! Stop!"

"If you want it to stop, you know what you have to do." You can feel her hot breath on your ear as she leans in close, still pinning you down. "You have to let us see everything."

"But I don't want to..."

"Too. Bad."

You bite your lip and whimper as another stinging stroke punishes your tender backside. If you submit to the girls now, you'll never live it down. You'll be at their mercy forever. But you're not sure how much longer you can handle being spanked, and from the look on Brianna's face you're pretty sure she's serious about doing it all day.

"Fine! I'll... I'll do it!"

"Do what?"

Brianna has to lean in close to hear your answer, muttered into the pillows of your bed. You still can't believe this is happening. This is your dorm room, your sanctuary, your private space, now invaded and full of femininity and made into a temple of humiliation, your bed an altar where your dignity is sacrificed...

"Show you my cock..."

"Speak up, John. I can't hear you."

"I said I'll show you my cock!"

The spanking stops. The room is silent.

"Wrong," says Brianna, with glee in her voice. "You're going to show everyone your cock."