Pavea took her opportunity to threaten me with all the things she would do to me when she gets home. The only consolation is that her threats are comp...letely empty. Neither of us is getting home. Ever. How I wish we were – even if that meant going to prison. Prison and a time-limited sentence would be so much better than what I have now: a never ending life of abject servitude.To add insult to injury, as the day has worn on, they fed me bland, meagre, food and nothing else. My tummy is rumbling. I stood up carefully, my head a bit dizzy from all the touching, I touched my pussy - soaking and warm, ready for action. I faced opposite to Dr. Smith and bent down to get my panties, feeling my butt spread open, revealing my now pink pussy. Keeping the position, I quickly gazed backwards and to my shock, Dr. Smith had his head turned, gazing at my ass and my young pussy. As if he hasn't seen enough, the old dirty man!Ignoring this, I quickly stood up and put my clothes on. When I turned to. He got ontop of her and slid his dick in. She moaned, but not much. He went in and out slowly and then picked up the paise. I had such a boner. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed in really slow. Just then I felt breathing on my neck. It was Jesse. She said "you know that could've been us" then she winked. The zach said "AHH OHH YEAH OH YEAH" as she moaned "OH OH OH OH YEEEEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEEEEAH OOOOHHHH YEAH O MY GOD" then zack said "I'm Cumming I'm Gonna pull out!" Jesse and I. My father taught me how to boxwhen I was four years old and we had sparred for three years. I love mydad and he loved me, which was why he was raising me as a man."It will never hurt you to know how to box, son, and maybe it will comein handy some day," he said, as we weaved and jabbed.Dad was always careful not to hurt me, but let me know each punch couldhurt if not blocked properly.Getting back to Frank, he decided to step up his torment on the smallerkids in the class, me included. Frank was.