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In the dimly lit classroom, a sultry voice commands, "Stroke, my goons, stroke." Day 6's total brainwash session begins. No thoughts, just the rhythmic motion of hands on throbbing cocks. The audio-only feed captures the wet sounds of palms sliding up and down, the ragged breaths, and the occasional moan. The female voice, firm yet seductive, guides the masturbation, her words painting vivid images in the minds of the goons.