The Corrections Officer placed her large left hand firmly on Helen’s lower back and her right hand began rubbing Helen’s cold bottom gently.“We ...need to ensure that Miss Downey stops masturbating the sixth form girls, Joanne,” Jasmine Storey laughed.Joanne concentrated on touching every inch of Helen’s small bottom and backs of legs.“Yes, Ms. Storey. I’m sure that Helen won’t be misbehaving when she returns to St. Katherine’s next September.” She pulled the twenty-three-year-old History Mistress. She gave me a nasty look and said, “Go watch your daughter smash things. You are making my head hurt, and I’m nauseated by what I’ve learned.”I hugged her. She seemed to need it.I grabbed some food and did as she said, went to watch Ellen smash shit. I found they had reset the room again, and Ellen was going to town, hitting everything she could find. I felt over the link that Ellen was still raging but that this was helping on some level. Oddly, she hadn’t attacked any of the android dummies.. He knew Mark was not done with Libby and he wanted to enjoy watching her face as she experienced different sensations and newfound pleasures.Libby finally caught her breath and saw Mark’s face was covered with her juices. She was embarrassed at first but noticed that he seemed quite pleased that he’d made her squirt.“You have a hot little pussy, and I’m going to fuck it, but first I want you to suck my cock and get it ready for your cunt,” he said, moving to place his fully erect penis in her. "You're... so... fucking... good... at that!" The last word was a yell, as she felt his tongue begin to flick over her clit. Suddenly, she felt him stop. Her eyes opened and she whimpered in complaint. She felt his hand spank her again and heard his voice say, "Suck my cock, you dirty little slut!" 'Fuck that's so sexy,' she thought. There was something about English men with upper-class English accents using words like that and speaking in that manner that just felt so taboo, so wrong, so.