Sometimes it sucks, having a brain that can think deep thoughts and chase down all the possibilities. Ignorance really IS bliss.Second lunch started a...nd I was wondering who was going to show up first, Roberta, Roger or the girls. Those were the usual suspects.Roger charged into the lunch room and I rolled my eyes. I guess it was time to take a three-day suspension. I was cool with that. It meant that I’d be well-rested when the test results came in. He spotted me and I didn’t bother to get up.. I made it just in time but I had to speed the entire way. It was partly to meet the deadline and partly because this vibrator had been buzzing for half an hour and it was really doing its job! FUCK, I was horny!The old me would have teased everyone of them, got them to spend money and then tossed them aside without giving them a thing. Right now my pussy was humming, my nipples were hard enough to cut glass and I couldn't even walk straight. This was the new me. The real me, and I was done. She thought that he would just cut her clothes off with them but that would have been too simple. Instead he had carefully cut an opening through her sheer blouse and then cut a hole in her bra to expose one nipple. She could only watch as her hands firmly grasped the hanger.Then he had produced the artist brush, which he now was teasing her exposed nipple with. They had only started and already he was making her crazy. While he teased the one nipple, the still clothed one seemed to begging for. This lack of self-control in a slave. It’s outrageous! I shall take some skin off your backside, Sophia, to remind you of that fact.” The girl’s head drooped momentarily, then came up again. Miss Reva went to a tall, ornately decorated cabinet and opened it. From the interior she removed a three-thronged martinet. A little gasping-moan came from Sophia. “O-Ohhh ... no … ooooo ...” It was scarcely audible, however. “A good whipping will probably cure you, my girl,” said Miss Reva. Holding the.