A long, boring day

Unfortunately for you, that was the highlight of your day. Hours pass with only a handful of women passing through and by the time the lights dim for what must be the late afternoon you’re only up to 15 signatures. You learned in Orientation that all the classroom buildings remain unlocked at night but you also don’t expect to get many overnight visitors.

The girl who chained you up at the beginning of the day visits you around this time.

“Only fifteen?” She clicks her tongue in disappointment “shame on you. Then again there aren’t many Saturday classes so you aren’t entirely to blame. Here, I brought you some dinner.”

She helps feed you some grilled chicken and a couple glasses of water from the dining hall. You may be a submissive here but at least they weren’t trying to kill you.

“Unfortunately you’re here until you get the 50 signatures. Them’s the rules. Tomorrow may not be super eventful either, so get some rest while you can. The good news is that you automatically get excused absences if you’re doing community service, so you can be here for as long as you need without worrying about your grades.”

That was reassuring at least, but it still implied that you would be here a long while.

“How long are guys usually chained up in here?” You ask

“Depends. A couple days is the most common duration, but one time a star athlete got put in here for a punishment and he was back out by lunch. I think there was a line out the door to use him.”

You considered this. While this wasn’t your ideal way to spend a weekend it wasn’t the worst way either by far. Your neck ached and the cum had dried on your stomach along with the juices of the several other women who used your mouth for a quick tongue-fuck, but in a way it was nice to please so many people and listen to their moans as they alternated between praise and degradation depending on how close they were to orgasm.

“If I wanted, could I volunteer to be put back in here in the future?”

“Like, the next time you get public service? Sure.”

“I mean just in general.”

“I can’t see why not, although if you’re here every day then I doubt you’ll keep getting excused absences.”

“What about every other weekend?”

“That’s possible. I’ll talk to my bosses about it. As an un-collared boy you don’t have many direct responsibilities outside of schoolwork and general submission, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

After you were done eating and rehydrating she gave you a kiss on your cum-covered lips and left you where you had been all day.