Duck into a janitor's closet

Dana suddenly grabs your arm and drags you into a nearby closet. The bell rings just as the door slams shut. You can hear your classmates leave their rooms and wander around the hallways.

"Be quiet!" Dana whispers. "I don't want them to hear us!"

Keeping quiet proves to be difficult. In these cramped quarters, Dana's breasts press against your bare chest while your dick grows against her stomach. She stiffens as she feels your erection, but she doesn't say anything.

You risk looking her in the eyes. She is angry. Angrier than you have ever seen her before. "How dare they do this to me! Nobody humiliates me like this! They are all dead! Do you hear me?! DEAD!"

"Please keep it down," you plead, hoping that nobody heard her.

Dana continues to rant. "I'll get them all back! I'll humiliate them in front of the entire school!"

"You can't do that!" You say. "That's what got us into this mess in the first place!"

Dana turns to you, still angry. "So what?! You just want to forgive them?! They did this to you too, and all you did was try to help me! Do you like being stripped and humiliated?"

You can barely find the answer. "Well...I...I..."