“I already have,” he said. “Don’t ever do that again. In the future, you can and should tell me anything. I will never judge you badly if you ...tell me what you want, what you do. I don’t know that I would have liked it, at the time, but we could have discussed it.”I nodded. I knew Larry was right.“Who knows?” he said, chuckling softly, “I might have been open to experimenting with you.”I grinned at him. “That would have saved us a lot of trouble,” I admitted.“Under the circumstances,” he began,. The local sociopath who wanted my scalp particularly amused him. He’d always bet that I’d wipe the floor with him, because—while I wasn’t Superman—I was creative. ‘So,’ he continued, ‘what’s this teacher’s name?’ I told him. ‘Sheridan?’ he replied ‘Sounds Irish.’ ‘I know. Makes it even funnier. But, in all reality, I’d swear he’s the sanest of them all. Him and my homeroom teacher, Moiré Ann Bell. If you believe the rumors I’ve heard, they’re either best friends, sleeping together, or he’s her. I was this close to kicking you out of the house.?I didn’t think you could be contrite enough but I want to compliment you because you really came through tonight. You were a very very very good boy. As long as you stay that way, I am willing to stay together. Would that make you happy??Ted responded ?Master, yes I would be very happy.?I pressed on ?Even being my slave 24/7??He replied ?Yes, Master, 24/7 even suffering pain and humiliation as much as you want.?I said ?You would be happy. "Ah," he groans like a wildman, "You're so... fucking... tight! Ah! Yes! Take my cock, bitch!" He grabs my neck and kisses me hard as he continues to violently pound my wet pussy. "God! I can't believe you're tighter than Liz," he grunts in time with his thrusting. "Ah!" I scream out as my orgasm explode throughout my body. David groans in time with me, as my pussy squeezes his big cock, and cums inside of me. His cum shoots into me, intensifying my pleasure, making me orgasm again. He falls on.