The third enema was different as the water was replaced by warm milk. Once she was full, which her master could tell by her twitching of her backside ...and contracting of her stomach, he withdrew the probe, let her a few seconds to feel more comfortable and order her to stand up with her hands on her head, fingers locked, facing the wall. That was the equivalent of being punished and sent to the corner, save that there were no free corner to stand in in the bathroom. She could feel his glaze in. Pulling away, I spat out what little canine jizz still filled my mouth. I began to wonder if sex with a dog was such a good idea when a canine tongue on my pussy reminded me just how horny I was. I peered down to find the large pet licking the cum that now covered my lower lips. I wondered how he could possibly like the taste of dog cum when I realized something, I was too horny to care. In fact, I was so horny that I did not want to get licked by the large canine, I wanted to get fucked by. The club’s biggest task now, with most of the custodians drafted or gone to better jobs, was to clean the school after classes. It usually took only a half an hour for the twenty-some boys and two girls to empty trash cans, pick up debris, wash blackboards and sweep the steps and halls.He met kids he hadn’t known in elementary school and made some new friends as they pushed big brooms down the long, wood-floored halls. Then one fall day while he was standing in the milk line in the cafeteria. He left and returned and put those cold packs on my nipples."Relax," he said. "I'll be back."Relax? It would be easier after my orgasm but he put these stupid cold packs on my nipples. Too many things he did seemed pointless to me. Why did he like what he liked such as me on the wall and my nipples all hard and pointy? There was no understanding him.He returned probably a half hour later."How are you doing?" he asked."Okay." I wasn't willing to admit to him that I didn't like this.He put.