Chapter Eight
Bobby had experienced naked-in-school nightmares before, like most people, but the stark reality was really too much to bear. He balked when his captors reached the door to the gym, but a sharp tug on his leash and a spank on his rear made him cooperate. He had no choice. Out into the afternoon sun in the middle of a girls’ school, naked, erect, cuffed and collared, led like a prize animal by two gorgeous cheerleaders, their cute rears wiggling in their scanty skirts as they walked ahead of him.
The co-eds were still lounging on the quad in their brief summer outfits, sunbathing, studying, relaxing in the lovely weather. As he passed, they noticed, sitting up and pointing, laughing, giggling at his obvious need and helplessness. It was an exquisite symphony of humiliation;
