A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably... forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next time the reader falls asleep they will be thrust into a vivid dreamscape of one of their craziest erotic fantasies come to life.The dreamer will embark upon the kind of worlds you only get to see in. She relaxed, though I doubt she was enjoyingit just yet. But I was patient. I kissed her neck softly. After a minute or two, I slid my hand downward. I ran my palm over her stomach,and down to her hips. I messaged her hips for a moment, then placed my handon her well-shaved pussy. I smiled again, because she was getting wet. I movedmy lips next to her ear, and made let out a slight moan of pleasure. She moanedback. She started to grind her hips, and buck slightly against the restraints.I didn't. I’ll be observing, of course. But if I see something happening in class that will result in a personal injury—any harm to a child, or a violation of a Program rule, I will move to stop it. I will tolerate, perhaps, a little embarrassment, but much less will I tolerate egregious humiliation, and anything that has the potential for injury I will stop immediately.”“But things like that don’t...”“Sir, please. You don’t see what happens in classes; I’ve spoken to people who have. Here’s an example. You've been fucked before - I said out of the blue.It's true, sir -.When was your first time, nigger? -When I was younger, master. I was in Africa, and I was raped by my uncle four times -.I couldn't be outdone. I commanded the slave to tell me in great detail his first time, then I pushed my dick up to his black ass while he was speaking. Since I wasn't horny enough, I grabbed my mobile I had left on the bed, and searched a porn video about a gay black slave fucked by a white master. That made.