"Uh, yeah." I said, feeling more obligated than horny."Do you need a volunteer?" Wilson asked. Several hands shot into the air and I felt mortified."U...h. Hank?" I tried to smile at him. He smile back broadly and moved his desk to step into the middle of the ring with me. Someone handed over a chair and I sat down.Hank knelt in front of me and parted my thighs. Suddenly, I was too embarrassed to go through with it. For some reason, I didn't want my first time with Hank to be a public spectacle.. "No, not at all," said the principal in his best reassuring voice."What about if we kiss like this?" said Beth, as she brought her face up to her friend’s and kissed her with her mouth slightly open.Principal Pulaski could see their tongues slowly sliding against each other's lips and teeth, and found himself having to shift slightly to accommodate his hard-on, which had once again sprung uncomfortably to life."I'm glad that you think so," said Mia, giggling at the glazed expression that had. I am sorry, Michael.”“I looked stupid at our appointment ALONE! You are driving me crazy!” Michael sat down on the couch and looked at her. Becky knew what was coming but did not move. “Becky... don’t make me pull you across my lap. I am in no mood for your protests.”Becky rolled her eyes and Michael raised an eyebrow as he gave a frustrated sigh. “Incredible,” he said as he grabbed her wrist and swiftly pulled her across his lap. He placed his hand on her ass and rubbed a bit. “You understand. UUUHHH!" Soon enough, the squelchy-wet sounds of fucking culminated in a masculine yell. Jake's body tensed, his testicles stiffening as his seed spurted, powerful jets of cum coating the inside of Miranda's helpless cunt. She groaned, her head sagging back. "Oh god. You came inside me." Deep down her instincts felt the satisfaction of being a well-fucked female…but she had yet to be broken. The young woman sighed, confused and terrified, her journey into sexual slavery only just.