Date: Fri, 4 Nov 2005 02:24:06 -0800 (PST)
From: deepak salwan <bubbles150285@yahoo.com>
Subject: Senior Humiliation Part 10

       The life Chris was leading now was going from
bad to worse. Moreover, to top it all, the coming
Saturday was going to be the prom night. As he, Chris,
was under total control of his junior masters, he
could not attend the prom as a student until and
unless permitted by them.
     Unfortunately for him, he was not permitted to
attend the prom as a student. Instead, he was made to
be the waiter that night serving drinks and doing
other odd jobs at the venue for the prom. Humiliating
was his job, and so was his uniform. Not actually, but
it is humiliating to be dressed as a waiter, where
your classmates are handsomely dressed in lounge suits
etc.
      Chris was made to put on his usual waiters
uniform, that too in front of the entire gang of his
junior masters, which, by now were around twelve in
numbers. Luckily for him, that day they were in a
better mood, and allowed him the privilege of putting
on an undergarment! That delighted him a bit, but that
was just a happy-trailer, the entire event was to
occur that night at the party.
      As the educational institution was all-boys one,
the only time girls were permitted in its premises was
during proms and the other annual day functions or
other festivities. So, that day being a prom-night,
all the boys, except Chris had arranged for the girls
who would be their dance-partners, unfortunately for
Chris, he could not have that privilege, as he would
be working at the prom as a waiter, instead of having
a gala of an evening like his peers.
     The head of the event-managing company who
managed the prom-night every year, told Chris to
report for duty at 7:30pm, as the guests would begin
coming around 8:30pm, ordered him. Chris, the
unfortunate kid, who was to be the waiter, while his
mates would enjoy, got ready in his waiter uniform, as
assigned by the manager and went to the venue before
the time he was called their, so that he could
comfortably understand and get ready to serve after
being given the necessary details by the manager
regarding how to serve etc., as he always did to the
waiters.
     He knew all his mates would be dressed handsomely
in tuxedoes and lounge suits, and he would be
embarrassedly portraying his job as a waiter in his
humble uniform -- black trousers, white tux shirt,
black bow and a white jacket with white gloves. He had
no choice but to do this job, so he got his serving
tray and readied it with the stuff he was to serve.
Unfortunately for him, he had to serve drinks, which
was not at all easy and comparatively more difficult
than the dry snacks. He was given a white towel that
he wore round his wrist before holding the serving
tray. After having got the signal from their manager,
the waiters came into the main lounge area and started
serving.
     The serving went on fine during the prom,
although there were few instances where Chris was
humiliated by the boys -- was once made to clean
another guys shoes because that boy made him
unintentionally step on them, next he was made to mop
the floor with a rag when another junior of his
spilled the drink and summoned the "waiter" -- Chris,
to clean it dry and of course they let no chance
unused, when they got one to summon him by calling him
rather loudly, "Hey! waiter" which humiliated him a
lot as that was not what was done to other waiters
serving along with him, and he had to address them as
"sir" as one of the boys went to complain to the
manager that the waiter, Chris was not behaving well
and didn't address them properly. Having been
complained about, Chris had no other choice, but to
call the boys, regardless of being junior, senior or
the same level -- Sir.
     The party extended into the wee hours of the
morning and the girls started getting bored a bit. The
teaching staff had left long back, and not there were
only the students.
      The junior boys, who controlled Chris, had an
idea to further humiliate their senior slave-boy. They
made him play strip-poker forcefully and stripped him
off completely. Then they laid a bet about the size of
his fully-grown man-tool, which was extremely
humiliating for a senior boy, and that caused him the
erection and grow really very hard in front of his
juniors and classmates, and of course the girls from
the other college.
      The juniors and the other boys laid a bet on the
size of Chris's dick, which was severe humiliation for
the senior boy. He grew harder and the extreme limit
was when a girl measured his erection in front of
everyone in the hall.
      That was a sort of entertainment for all the
boys and girls but Chris was terribly humiliated and
hung his head in shame and quickly put on his uniform
back and went to the pantry. The party did not last
long after that as it was nearing early morning and
all the guys and gals slowly started leaving.
     Once all had left, the waiters, including Chris
cleaned up the area and due to the control of his
juniors, Chris was even made to wash the dishes at the
end, causing humiliation but not as much as what he
had experienced during the party. He had got in used
to all this humiliating jobs that he was made to by
his junior masters, and now didn't mind them that
much. But the physical and sexual humiliation that he
was suffering was killing his self-respect.
     He just hoped all this to get over someday as he
would finish his studies and leave the institution for
good. He went back to his room, luckily not to f
find his junior master present, so he undressed and
went to sleep, hoping for a better tomorrow.