Recently, reading stories from Kristen’s and otherboards, I had read more and more about deep-throating.As I began to focus more on my inclinati...ons to cocks(I’ve always been “bi” but until lately my straightside had been overwhelmingly predominant, a situationthat was slowly reversing itself). Lately I had been practicing doing deep throat using arubber dildo. I had made good progress and, like anyguy with a new tool, I wanted to try it out on a realcock. That desire. Ok skank lets see if you are my slave. Lets go to the mall.She started to pick up her skirt and panties but I said, no you can leave those there, she stared at me but dropped the clothes. I walked her to my car and as I drove off I said, you are going to walk through the mall with your od cunt and ass showing and I will video from a distance, she looked in horror, no I cant, she cried, you will I said or you can walk home from here. She looked beaten I pulled into the car park told her to get. Also, they have given permission for us to do all the things that we will be doing to you.’ The last sentence stuck in Sandra=s mind … things that we will be doing to you… did not sound normal. ‘As I hope your parents explained to you, the school can be a wonderful place, you may enjoy your classes, you may make lots of friends, and even fall in love. But the school is also well equipped to handle discipline problems, with an authentic dungeon and all the latest equipment to brake a student of. I started to dry my hair as I watched events unfold on the screen before me. I smiled at his struggles when I sat on his face and, although my body was blocking the view, I felt my juices start to flow as I recalled wanking and sucking him up to a full erection. I watched the whole scene with a broad smirk on my face as I planned our next meeting and what I would say. I stopped the action at the point where Stephen was spunking on my face and looking towards the camera. I moved the lap-top onto.