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Classroom Group Humiliation
(Daisy Rose)

"We have a volunteer today. Miss Danielle, would you please stand up?"



Danielle would very much rather continue sitting exactly where she is. Jason had brought her into the classroom earlier today to get her ready and standing up means everyone would know what she had been doing the whole time they though she was just sitting down scribbling innocently into her textbook.



They were the first to arrive early that morning and it had taken Jason a little while to get her set up. He had placed her at the front of the class to ensure maximum humiliation. This particular class is an advanced civil engineering course with a little less than two dozen students, all of whom are male. There are mixed classes elsewhere, but Jason thinks it's a happy coincidence for them that all the men here have signed up as candidates for Public Use Women like her, though they lack in experience.



"Miss Danielle?" the professor is a middle-aged man with a beer belly and a friendly smile, though the smile is a little bit strained when he's looking at her.



He isn't one of the candidates, but he's allowed to stay and watch. It would be rather unfair to kick him out of his own classroom. He's allowed to touch, though. 



"Yes, Sir," she says and bites the inside of her cheek. She's only delaying the inevitable, honestly.



A part of her thought that the professors would teach a little before getting started with her, but she was obviously wrong.



The longer she delays it, the worst it would get. Still, she can't help but fidget a little and try and loosen her muscles before standing. It doesn't help at all.



The humiliating wet noise her body makes as she stands makes it too clear what she had been sitting on.