A Series of Embarrassing Events: CH-22 (description & excerpt) + Author's notes

A Series of Embarrassing Events

Chapter 22: A Class Act
Noah has a row with Toby.
Noah attends an EMARP involving a school scenario, nudity, sex toys, bondage and more. Much more...

Author's note (1): there will be a one-week hiatus after this chapter but the story will resume the following week.
Author's note (2): I'm also thinking I'll share chapter 22 on this blog at the same time as I submit it to Nifty so no waiting for it to be uploaded & early access. One of Nifty's limitations is no community functions; I hope that by posting it here on Thursday, more readers might comment.

Excerpt:
"Yea, Noah. This classroom is free until after lunchtime," Nico told him. "That gives us nearly two hours to play with you."
Liam stepped up and removed Noah's tie and then used it as a blind fold. He could still hear and almost sense the movement of the lads around him but he couldn't see. He heard the laughter first and then he felt the buttons on his school shirt being undone.
"What? No. Don't. Stop."
"Ok, we won't stop," Nico chuckled.
Noah felt his shirt fall open and his chest was exposed. A finger traced down the middle of his hairless chest and then his smooth tummy and cute little bellybutton. The hands stopped on his trousers and unbuttoned them, then unzipped them. Noah felt the trousers pulled open so his briefs were exposed.
"Aww, baby blue briefs... how embarrassing," mocked Cyril.
"Will I take some pictures now?" asked Liam.
"Go for it," Nico answered.
Noah heard the shutter noises of a camera.
"I know you're thinking it can't get much worse," Nico whispered.
Hands pulled at the shirt, brining each side around the back and fastening a single button near the small of his back so his chest remained exposed. At least they couldn't take it off without untying him.
"But you're wrong," Nico whispered again.
Noah felt his trousers pulled down but they jammed at mid-thigh.
"Look at those silky thigh's," Cyril mocked; "Have you even started puberty yet?"
Noah felt the waistband of his briefs pop open and laughter at what they saw inside.
"Look, just let me go," Noah pleaded convincingly; "You can't get my clothes off without untying me anyway so just let me go."
"Is that what you think?" Liam asked.
The quiet gentleness of Liam's voice lent an almost sinister quality to the sentence. Noah was already enjoying the scenario – from art to medicine to school, EMARP offered a wide variety of possibilities. Real life had given Noah the chance to bare all online, be a cum dump at school and get stripped walking home but he still felt deeply excited when something new started. Whatever was about to happen was just getting started.
"Let's get on with the show," Nico announced.
Noah didn't know what that meant and when he felt pulling just below his wrists it took him a moment to realise why - they were cutting his shirt.
"Oh fuck," Noah said excitedly.
He was excited but he was supposed to be scared so he changed the timbre of his voice.
"Fuck, no. Are you cutting my shirt off? Please don't do that. I need it," Noah pleaded.
"I know, you'll be half naked without it," said someone sarcastically.
“No, please,” Noah whined. “I’ll have nothing else to wear.”
“We know,” Cyril chuckled meanly.