Just then the Chief Eunuch came up to them and said to Ayda, "Princess, the Master wants her Highness in the anteroom."Charlotte looked round to see w...ho might be the 'Highness' to whom he was referring."Go on then. Go with him," said Ayda."You are really a Princess?" asked Charlotte.Ayda shrugged her shoulders and commented, "It's only a word, and you are a Highness," adding under her breath as Charlotte was led away, "for the moment."Investigating her background had been easy. General Mustapha. True, we would be going to a new building and moving from the top of one totem pole to the bottom of another one. However, well over ninety percent of the Juniors and Seniors there had been in eighth and ninth grades when my classmates and I were in seventh. Even though we were in different buildings there were some activities like PE that we shared with them. Sure, there were a few bullies, but I suspect not as many as in a normal high school.I didn't expect to get the same amount of. My tongue was so deep inside her fuck hole.She moaned and squealed as I tasted the inside of her dripping wet cunt.She had her hands on my head shoving me hard against her.I had trouble breathing but was loving it.Then she yelled at me "get your cock out and stroke it for me.Get it rock hard for Mistress Stacey."I did as I was told.My cock was already hard and I stroked as I was told.My eyes were looking straight up her body as she had removed the leather skirt somehow.She twisted her body. Forget the humiliation. Enjoy the moment. We know exactly what will happen, for we were designed to give you pleasure. Now, slide us against that wonderful hardness. Empty your passion into our soft and silky nylon fabric, for it is what we wish of you.” My thoughts switched to Mrs. Summers. What must she think of me? I was now aware that my penis had become hard, and I was instinctively rubbing myself. I undid my shorts, and pushed both the shorts and underpants down my legs. I closed my eyes.