Her tongue expertly probed my mouth. I could feel her strap-on against my leg.There was nothing I could do but submit to her will. My heartbeat made i...t hard to hear her giggles.“I’m going to fuck you now, okay, baby?” She whispered into my ear. Goosebumps ran over my arms. A jolt of electricity shot through my spine.“Yes,” I whispered back.She nibbled my ear. “Good girl,” she cooed. She ran a hooked finger over my cheekbone.The praise made my belly flutter.She lined up her rubber cock with my. "Gina you have won the contest andyour prize is an invitation to the milking ceremony, if your motherapproves."The whole room breaks out into applause. Lunch is dismissed, but I amtold to stay prone on top of the desk. The Headmistress looks at my buttcheeks and smiles. "Gina really unloaded on you. Inspection position,let's see what your sissy 'barometer' has to say about all this."I stand straight up, face the headmistress hands behind my head, feetslightly apart.She lifts up my chastity. ”Malathi, Mam,” she whispered, “I want you so much.” I moved to her, in her arms, letting her kiss me, caress me. It felt so wonderful to be touched by her. With a deep breath, she moved away, taking my hand in hers and leading me to her bedroom. Our bodies were in close contact the entire way, we paused to kiss, Rithika turning to press to me again, then away to lead me on. Her bed was suddenly before us, and she let go of me long enough To draw back the covers, then we sank to it, lying. He neededa pencil and he couldn't find one handy. He stopped, visualized asharp number two yellow pencil in his mind, assembled the correctfrequencies to make it manifest, weaved and compressed the dancingfrequencies until they coalesced into the form he had visualized, andthen opened his eyes. On his desk lay a sharpened number 2 pencil!He picked it up, rapped it on the desk, pressed his finger into thepencil's point and exclaimed "Ouch" when it nearly broke his skin. Hepositioned the.