Streaking time

Naked again in front of a gaggle of cheerleaders.

You steal as many glances of your crush, helplessly naked and tied to a wheeled office chair, as you can. That helps keep your confidence up as you stride closer to the school's front hallway.

Okay, you tell yourself. Gotta run out there, grab Rebecca's stuff, and get back as fast as possible. Just try not to think about everyone at home watching on the live feed...

You can't believe this is happening, but you hope that there's going to be some payoff with Rebecca afterward. (Hey, Ariel was right. You do have the hots for her, after all.)

You stand at the threshold and hesitate.

"Come on, Sammy Boy, show us how fast you can run," Madison says, trying to sound like this was all her idea.

"Right," Ariel agrees, slapping you hard on the ass. "Off you go!"

To your surprise, Ariel's smack actually spurs you into action, and you sprint down the hallway. You see Rebecca's clothes--a low-cut black blouse, blue skirt, underwear, shoes and bra--along with her phone getting closer. Your penis swings in the air as you run, and you offer your full moon to the onlooking crowd as you gather up the goods. It's not a lot to carry, but there are several articles that make it difficult to balance.

Your heart races as you run as fast as you can back to the group of spectating cheerleaders. Shit you think as you drop one of Rebecca's shoes. It takes a second to slow down, and you have to turn back and run to grab it. When you bend over, offering your ass to the girls down the hall, you manage to drop Rebecca's other shoe. You pick up the first, grab the second, and precariously jog down the hall.

The girls are shouting and laughing, pointing and calling. Even Rachel is shouting at you. I didn't think she'd join in... you think with disappointment. Still, you're relieved as the group gets closer that your humiliation is about to end. You finally approach the girls and deposit the clothes on the ground.

"Sorry tiger," Candy says. "You dropped something." You turn around and only then notice Rebecca's panties sitting alone on the ground.

"Come on!" you shout.

"Nope, a deal's a deal," Jillian insists, red hair cascading down her soft skin as she stares at your exposed penis. "Go get those panties."

"I tried to tell you," Rachel says, looking you in the eye and giving you an encouraging smile. You do your best to smile back and give off a dramatic sigh.

"Okay, well, here goes!" you say. Not wanting to extend this any longer than you have to, you run back to the panties and pick them up. It's much easier to run when you're not encumbered by clothes, and you make it back in record time, panting and heaving as you add Rebecca's underwear to the pile of clothes.

"Nice work," Madison says as you step out of sight of the live-steam cameras. "Now just one more thing..."