Class Trip Rendezvoux (Patreon)

You walked over the floorboards of the museum. It had been a few days since the…humiliating incident with the class president. You were terrified she was gonna tell the entire school what she'd seen, but so far so good; there'd been no sign of any information leaking out. 

The class was walking through an interactive display on the history of capital punishment. Flogs and whips and other instruments of torture adorned the walls, with the centerpiece, a giant pillory, in the middle. 

As you were reading the plaque beside the pillory, you felt a sudden push in the middle of your back. It knocks you off balance, and as if expertly planned, your neck and wrists land perfectly aligned with the holes in the pillory's wood. The motion of your collision with it caused the top bar to come crashing down, effectively trapping you in the ancient torture device. 

As you get your bearings, you hear the unmistakable cute-yet-cruel voice of the class president from behind you. She mutters a simple "Whoops~".

Feeling her tread closer behind you, she tugged down the waistband of your pants and underwear. Somehow, this got the attention of the gaggle of girls passing by immediately, who immediately burst out into a shrieking cacophony of laughter!

"Ha, cold in here?" asked the track star.

"What, did you skip a few grades?" Proposed the class bimbo. 

Even the nerdy little bookworm giggled and waved a pinky in the air. 

So much for your secret being safe.