Cream coloured wooly jumper, long brown skirt, brown tights and a pair of short heeled shoes.I sat down and luckily it was when we could see under the... desks with no partition to block our views. I sat there in awe of her and her beauty. Over the next few weeks she wore various outfits but always long skirts DAMMIT!Then one day we were told to go to the library and have our lesson there as we'd be talking about the books we'd be taking for our exams. I sat down and waited for the teacher to. . he’s an idolater ... and he profits off idolatry,” one of the men tried to excuse himself, even as he pissed his robe.“That’s his business, not yours. I don’t care what a man’s religion is myself. I just want people to mind their own business. Smallfolk just want to live in peace, have enough coin to spend on wine, ale, and bread, maybe even a little meat if they’re lucky. You’re hurting this man because of who he prays to, as if it matters to the realm. Who does he hurt? Not you! He didn’t. There were few places I was allowed to go, and fewer alone. I was told how to clean the house, cook our food, and it had to be perfect. He controlled every aspect of my life down to when I went to the bathroom and whether or not he was there to supervise. Soft whispered declarations of love turned to insults about what I looked like, how I behaved, what I wore and reprimands for each. Making love turned into torture literally. He started to hurt me during sex. He would bite or pinch me,. She then slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. She pulled the sheet back and slid in the bed next to me. “Jackie will be here in a few.”, Kate whispered, smiling. Kate reached down and pulled my shorts down my leg and tossed them to the floor. She wrapped her left hand around my cock and been to stroke me up and down. I was already getting hard when we heard Jackie’s voice at the doorway. “What are you doing ?”, Jackie asked, softly. “Jerking him off.”, Kate giggled. Jackie.