His obligation was to shoot and get shot by balls of paint with CO2 powered guns, and he wanted me to join. I slide off my borrowed face mask and unzi...p my protective jacket, laughing as we walk to the main building. My hair is in a long braid hanging over my shoulder, unfortunately tainted with blue paint. My jacket and skin tight jeans are splattered with a mixture of green, blue, yellow and orange. The boys all have my signature pink in a few spots each. Michael claims he did the best, though. On the way to school the following morning, Mother told me, "I have decidedto give you my wholehearted support to develop your role in the schoolplay, as you have asked. We will discuss how we go about it tonight andbetween us formulate a plan of action." Mother you are the greatest. I am so lucky to have you around. I cannotthank you enough." Actually," she said, "I think this could be a lot of fun for us both. Tellme what the role is?" The character is a woman in her mid-thirties who is very. Get your whorish ass into the shower and get clean. Shave your cunt tonight, because you won’t have time tomorrow. And be sure it is just cold water!” said Christina.Tracy took the skimpy little clothes off and went into the bathroom to shower. Since she was here with them, she had no choice but to use the cold water. So she turned it on and stepped into it. She thought she would get used to it, but it still shocked her. She got wet, washed her hair, shaved her cunt, and then washed her. I shuddered as I teased the hot lips of my pussy. I slid up to my clit, circling the little bud and—“Stop that, you little slattern!” hissed Priestess Georgina, smacking my hand. “You are here to be punished, not so you can play with your filthy cunt.”“Sorry, Priestess,” I muttered, rubbing at my wrist. I took a deep breath, my small breasts rising, and sighed in irritation.“You must learn self-control. If you truly aspire to be a priestess, then you must control when you are aroused and when.