Anyway I am glad to be home now really, kick off the heels and pour myself a wine switch the tv on and sit as I always do on the floor in front of the... sofa with buster between my legs he never lets me down for company, my new puppy lipstick has fallen out of my bag onto the floor along with my phone mascara and a bottle of volvic water, buster is sniffing the lipstick and trying to lick it so I take it out the cover and ask him whats so special about this one, hes never been interested in. I would not even have taken the time to bother if not for my English teacher, threatening to flunk me if I didn't come up with a book report.Ironically, there had been seven different books on the shelf with the exact same title. I chose this one above the others because I liked the art work on the cover.It was difficult to try to do a book report on something that the author claimed was non-fiction.But I put what I read into practice and maybe that's how I got the B+.Essentially, this book. I slipped on the panties and nightie from last night’s horror show and moved to the closet. Master stopped me at the door and made me put my hands behind my back where he securely locked them together with a pair of police issue handcuffs. He then pulled out a strange looking device from the bag he’d brought my gift in and fastened it around my head. There was a red rubber ball in the middle of it and Master told me this was called a ball gag as he filled my mouth with the ball and fastened the. She arranged to pick me up from near my house on Saturday morning to take me to her house so that we could fuck. I left her office in a daze, not quite able to believe that I had just been given a blow job by my teacher. That night I can tell you I wanked reliving the experience and imaging what was going to be in store for me come Saturday. Thursday and Friday seemed to last years, and I did not sleep a wink on Friday night. Finally the appointed hour arrived, and Mrs Diamond picked me up in.