The agony of the paddle continued to bloom across his ass like a bloody rose.“Yes!” the baroness cried as tremors of pleasure rippled across her p...erfect body. De Sade felt it as well. His seed spilled out across the floor even as blackness closed in around his vision and threatened to drag him into darkness.At the last moment, she released him to fall, boneless and gasping, onto the floorboards. The Baroness made a sound of disgust. “No one said you could cum, worm!”He somehow found the. Herein lay the glory-hole that nature had provided especially for the housing of a male’s erect cock. I wanted my stiffened shaft inside that hole. But for now, I would revel in the tastes and textures so long denied to me by the girl’s mother. Kimie’s vaginal opening was glistening with wetness. Her body had released warm, moisturizing fluids in preparation for penile penetration. Yet, it wasn’t a penis that now penetrated this feminine sanctum, it was my tongue. I cupped my tongue to. “I see you anticipated me fucking you, you slut,” I casually commented about the butt plug on the nightstand as I lifted the lid of the first box.“Only after you punish me for taking too long in the bathroom, Sir. I’m really sorry for that but it wasn’t my fault. Cynthia...”“No excuses, Bitch. I gave you five minutes and you took closer to ten! You should have ensured the bathroom would be free before you began, or selected another bathroom. I’m sure the school offers more than one.”“Yes, Sir.. Sharon tried to convince herself she didn’t dress to attract her boss, but looking across the desk at him she knew she was lying to herself. John was a tall man, older than her by at least 10 years. He had wide shoulders and a broad chest, green eyes and once dark hair that was now streaked with grey. She had always had a weakness for grey hair. John usually wore a tie, but Sharon noticed tonight he had no tie and several buttons were undone showing a tangle of chest hair. Sharon couldn’t help.