"Chad, that chastity device doesn't just restrain your cock. It was creates a glamour. An illusion, if you prefer, every guy that sees you while you're wearing it will see only a willing slut. You may so "NO" but guys with only hear "YES." Oh, and you may ask why you? Because you popped by little sister's cherry, and in a couple of minutes Bruno will be here to pop yours, and then every hour on the half hour, you'll get to know all your buds on the team a lot better."
Karen laughed and walked away. Chad thought she was crazy. He looked down at his padlocked crotch. He still looked like his hot studly self. He shook his head and was about to tell Karen to stuff it, when a dark shadow appeared behind her in the doorway. It was Bruno.
"She's all yours, Bruno. Be gentle, it's her first time," Karen chortled as she pulled the door shut behind her.
"Bruno, it's me Chad! I don't know what Karen told you, but--" Chad started.
Bruno talked right over Chad, it was like he was part of another conversation, "Cindy, sure I'd be glad to spoon with you. It's an honor to be your first, you sweet pretty thing."
Bruno's hammock sized arms wrapped around Chad and fondled him.
"You got cute boobies, Cindy," Bruno said kissing one.
"They're hairy pecs, man! Not boobies, I'm--oof," Chad's protests were smothered by Bruno's lips.
Only Karen heard Chad's blood curdling scream. Bruno heard joyous moans of ecstasy. Chad passed out. Karen drew a single line on the chalk board hanging outside the equipment shed. Bruno left whistling, and Chad lay on the concrete moaning with a bleeding cum-oozing ass.
Teddy arrived.
"Karen? You're my secret admirer?"
"No, Teddy. She's inside, I'm playing look out."
"Cool," and as he stepped through the door, he whistled, "Winona!"
Chad said, "No, Ted, it's me, Chad. Who the hell is Winona?"
But it was too late the spell was hard at work, and Teddy was already on his knees scooping Chad into his arms.
Chalk mark number 2.