Damien was trained from an early age in a militaristic environment by his father, and not only him as his base of operations was close to their home, ...most of the time entire units that were stationed there from time to time during different OPs, spend their time around Damien’s home, Army Rangers, Navy SEALs, Marine RECON, he spend time with all of them, learning in bit by bit from each one, as if that wasn’t enough, his mother, Evelynn, was the headmaster of the most prestigious school in the. .. Put your hands together, folks, and give a big 'Who Said What ?' audience welcome to this evening's contestants, Mr. D.P. Gumby and his wife's young sister with whom he's been secretly working the family vegetable allotment and reputedly shagging occasionally...the very lovely Miss Ophelia Ratcatcher-Bucket, who is 19 years old and lives in Swansea although she was born and bred in Scunthorpe - in a test tube, hidden in a box in the Ratcatcher-Bucket family's attic."(lots of enthusiastic. "How are you getting on?"A grunt. Wow, so polite and communicative. I looked up to see Ian and Pete and couple of others heading over with their trays."Look, come speak to me yeah? What were you dreaming about last night?"Jesse's eyes snapped up to me angrily."What?" You said my name. Last night."As Ian and Pete drew close Jesse leapt to his feet. I am not used to feeling small or short, but I felt both of those things as Jesse towered over me, his eyes filled with a rage that I could not hope. Perhaps it was unprofessional, but Master’s orders were to be obeyed regardless of the social norms and petty rules. My master’s rules were gospel. My pussy twinged at the thought, and I could feel my juices soak the thin fabric, my thighs rubbed together as I shifted and I felt them slick with my juices.Absentmindedly I reached under my skirt, pulling it up to my hips, leaving a little of the fabric under my ass – after all – it would never do to drip my juices all over the teacher’s chair. .