I shouted again, but I couldn't hear anything from outside the room. He'd left me. I protested one last time, a halfhearted attempt at a swearword, th...t he probably didn't even hear. The pain from the nipple clamps had become less intense, so I tried to think straight. He'd given me a task to perform for my punishment, and would only let me go once I'd completed it. I had to write something sexy for him.I tried to think of an erotic story to write, but my mind went blank. I hadn't written any. It turned out Jen was outside the door, and while all of these fears and questions flew through my mind, they let her in. “Hi, Dave. Surprise!” Jen said. She looked like she did when I met her, many years ago. “I guess they told you, huh?” She was immediately very focused on my crotch. I wished I was wearing a robe, at least, but I had not expected this development!“Hi, Jen! It is good to see you again! I’m very glad you’re feeling better! Why don’t we sit down and talk?” I turned and went to. Around me, more lucky, panicked souls scrambled to make it down into the enshrouding earth. It was nearly a stampede, I don't know how nobody tripped to get trampled underfoot.Up ahead, a steel wall cut across the tunnel, a gaping, circular, saw-toothed hole ten feet across the only mark on it. Through it, I ran, into the chamber on the other side. Inside, a few more soldiers were directing traffic through a second, identical doorway, leading deeper into the facility. The next room was some. She won't even suck my cock."The 18-year-old student had a girlfriend who was in another class in another period.My hands were under his desk, unzipping his jeans, taking his cock out from his boxers, and slowly began sucking him."Ohhh. Goddd. That feels so good. Mmmm, I wanted this so bad,” he said.I softly licked him and sucked him some more. Then I got up from under his desk, holding my breasts.I said, "Oh, my breasts are so sore."He looked at me and said, "Mmmm, let me lick them for you."He.