She tried to act casual but made her way to the living room and cringed harder than ever at what she saw. The boys were dancing with Sara. They were l...osely gathered around her and she was twerking on them, grinding her ass on their crotches one by one. Her skirt had ridden up, or maybe someone had pulled it up, and her butt was jiggling and slapping against their jeans. She grabbed her boobs an jiggled them through her shirt and then Jim and Sam had her sandwiched between them, both grinding. There must have been a dozen of the fraternity brothers at the bottom of the stairs watching Derrick lead me away. It seemed everyone was aware my night was just beginning.We reached the landing at the top of the stairs and Derrick led me down a hallway to the door of his room, past brothers lingering in the hall with drinks and a handful of girls. There were snickers as we walked past and one of the brothers muttered "...won't see THAT l'il girl 'till mornin'..."Derrick and I stepped inside. ? He takes your left hand from your breast andties it securely to my left leg and your right hand to my right leg, leavingyou helpless and exposed to him.? Hewithdraws a pair of nipple clamps connected by a length of elastic,he slowly applies the clamp to your left nipple letting the jaws close slowlyon the hard bud of your nipple.?Withdrawing a second pair of clamps, again connected by elastic, heapplies them to your right nipple this time letting the jaws snap together cruellymaking you cry. And cum. Too bad you guys can't cum so often. Ha ha ha. Shit, it's too bad for both of us.But while that took care of my pussy for the time being, thank you, Granny, it did nothing for my brain. I was still seething; Michael was going to have to be punished somehow. My first tendency was to confront him the moment he set foot in the house, to bite his head off. The head with two eyes, not the head with only one eye. But what good would that do? He would either admit or deny, or if he had any.