Time for part 5......

Irvine drops his head on the desk when he hears his name over the intercom. "(No....... Don't make me go Trepe.....)" the cowboy almost weeps when his instructor taps him on the shoulder. "Irvine..... Kramer just paged you," she chimes.

"Quistis..... I don't want to..... You're lucky I even showed up for class...."

"What's the supposed to....? Look, no one ever wants to go to the office... but if you don't......"

"No."

Irvine stands his ground when one of the elder instructors walks into the classroom. Dressed in a white robe and a yellow hat, he steps over to Irvine's desk. "Mr. Kramer wants to see you.... if you refuse, you will be receiving twenty demerits and detention for a month," the teacher drones.

Before Irvine can respond, the teacher picks the sniper up and almost literally drags him out of the classroom. "Instructor Trepe," he goes on before shutting the door, "if you interfere..... you will be slapped with severe consequences. Good day....." Quistis ponders what just happened before she returns to teaching her class.

The pawn-like teacher drops Irvine Kinneas into the Headmaster's office and shuts the door behind him. "Ahhh... Mister Kinneas... or should I say Mr. Irvine 'On-My-Knees'......." Irvine glares at Cid's remark. "Where'd you learn that...?!" the sniper demands.

"I have my sources....," Cid chuckles. "What I can't believe is that none of these boys ever let you come....." The headmaster suddenly slams Irvine into the wall by his Garden uniform, knocking off his cowboy hat. Cid turns his student around, slapping on the same set of handcuffs used in the first assault. With several swift movements he holds Irvine's neck with one hand and undoes his uniform pants with the other. The dreaded ball is stuffed into Irvine's mouth, and his pants and boxers are dropped down to his ankles.

The headmaster folds his wrinkled hand around his quarry's length, tugging on it roughly, causing Irvine to squeal in pain. The older man laughs quietly, watching his student writhe in pain and tears. Irvine's delicate organ hardens and throbs in Cid's hand. Kramer taunts, "Your body's betrayed you...... it wants me to jerk you off.... but you keep resisting..... Just accept your role as the Garden's cheap and easy whore......." Cid continues to pull and roughly stroke the younger man's organ, forcing him to an orgasm he does not want.

Choking on his tears and the gag, Irvine trembles and unloads his seed onto Cid's hand. As the headmaster licks the come off his hand, he pushes Irvine to the floor, making him land on the side on his face. Irvine glares at Cid, trying to force his way out of the handcuffs. Kramer kneels down and pulls Irvine's head up by his ponytail. "Quit struggling, you little slut...... It won't help..... You're mine...." Cid lets go of the thick tail and leaves him on the floor.

Within a few minutes Cid Kramer unlocks the handcuffs and takes the gag out of Irvine's mouth. The sniper is too spent to retaliate as he struggles to tug on his pants. "You won't get away with this, you bastard...." Irvine manages to speak out.

"I already am....," Kramer responds, "because.... who is the student body going to believe....? Their respected headmaster.. the one who toils and strives to keep their education beyond the average.. or some Galbadian transfer who likes to stay on his knees so he can perform oral sex on his friends.....? You can't win Kinneas.... You just can't win....."

~END PART 5~