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Somehow that day got over for Chris, without much humiliation, although he had to do some menial tasks for his junior masters. The next morning, he got up early as usual and quickly took a shower and got ready in his school uniform, which he had duly ironed and hung on the hanger, the previous night. Fearing, what would his juniors have in mind that day to humiliate him, as it had been their favorite pastime to do so, he did not want to face them, till it became absolutely necessary, or if they summoned him.
Chris went to the classes, where he found the notice, that due to the death of one of the professors', there was a holiday for prayers. He felt sad at the death of the professor, although he did not know him well. So, he had nothing to do and so, he went back to his room, still fearing the consequences.
When he reached his room, unfortunately for him, his junior roommate, Richard was still in the room, and had just returned from the bathroom, still dripping water on his golden tanned skin and wrapped in a white towel, looking stunning as he was. Chris was very nervous, and did not say anything till his junior master Richard spoke.
After Richard had dried himself with the towel, he threw the wet towel on Chris's bed and ordered him to take out his underwear from the cupboard, which he had to do. When he brought his underwear, Richard had removed his towel from his waist and now, was proudly exhibiting his cock to his junior roommate, who by now was his fag-boy.
Chris was ordered to sit on his knees in front of Richard, till he was given further orders from his master. His knees began to hurt and he kept sting like that in front of his master, wearing his uniform, severely humiliated, while Richard continued displaying his manhood, proudly.
The atmosphere was too hot for Chris to handle, and he began changing shape in his pants, which was a very obvious sight for Richard. He looked down at his boy's pants, and seeing him change shape, he got very angry because he had done so without his permission.
Chris was punished. His junior ordered him to firstly, give him a nice slow blowjob, making him cum in his fag-boys mouth, which he found very embarrassing to do, also he had done it before. Richard, who was still naked, came close to his boy, who was till sitting on his knees and planted his hard tool on his boys' lips, forcing him to open them and take it in, which he eventually had to. Then he began sucking at a moderate pace. Later, Richard got hold of Chris's head and began pushing it nice and quick making him more excited till he was on the verge of cumming into Chris's mouth.
He softly said, "I'm cumming", and in about few seconds his mantool exploded thick loads of cum in Chris's mouth. It was so much, that poor Chris, who by now had sucked many of his masters', still could not take all of it and a few drops dripped from the corners of his mouth down on his uniform coat and trousers, staining them and also some fell on the floor.
Richard got angry because his boy had not pleased him, as he did not take in all his masters' juice. He was to be punished for this as well. Firstly, Chris was ordered to lick from the floor (doggie style) standing on all fours whatever he had dropped on the floor. When he was doing so, Richard took out a mini film of this scene on his mobile phone, humiliating his boy further. When he was done with this punishment, he had more humiliation in store for his senior roommate.
After thinking for a while, he summoned his senior again, who by now was sitting on his bed. As he was summoned, unlike a senior that he was, he came saying, "Yes sir", which had now become very common method for him to address his juniors, and of course, his seniors. Richard was amused to see his senior roommate, (who was actually being treated as his room boy) reply like that.
Richard ordered him to go and clean the bathroom floor by mopping it and then, later sweeping the room as well; as he did not want to waste his money by calling the houseboy for cleaning, (as he had a free boy for his domestic duties!)
But before that, Richard ordered him to change and put on a full gray dress, which resembled a lot like the uniform for the cleaner boys of the college. Richard took out such a dress from his closet and ordered his senior slave boy to put on. Chris stripped in front of his junior, (although embarrassed, but not as much, as he had got used to it now) and put on the humiliating uniform of a sweeper, as he was now forced to begin his "new job" for his junior master.