Jack was fiddling with the power knob and once again the itchy, warming sensation washed through her body. Sister Mary Katherine squirmed, her butt ha...nging down from the bench, her fingers curling back.Rivulets of perspiration trickled from under her arms, streaking the flesh around her ribcage while goosepimples erupted around her inner thighs. She was waiting, waiting for that painful surge of current to pitch her backward into her own private hell.Jack twisted the knob up a little more, the. I walked up to his car and after the normal hellos told him why I had stopped him and he said he would be glad to let her suck him off.I told him he might get to fuck her but we would have to just play that by ear. As we entered the house Marcy was sating on the sofa with a short dress on a looking very shy,but beautiful.After we had talked for a few minutes about the everyday stuff I put my arm around Marcy and started rubbing her on her tits to get her to relax and Jeff was rubbing on her. Before I realized what has happening she clicked off several pictures of me, naked, on my knees, stiff cock and all. “Please, why are you doing this to me,” I begged to know. Bridget suddenly looked angry. She walked up in front of me and slapped me again, this time much harder than before. I lost my balance and felt back onto my feet. “You stupid, fuckin slave. I guess I’m going to have to go over some of the basic rules with you since you’re too stupid to know any better. First,. It was evident that the fact that I may be forced tostay like this had never crossed her mind. The truth is it had not reallycrossed mine yet. I was trying to convince myself that I would be able toshave it off, or cut it short and dye it back. IT was only talking to herthat I realized that I may be stuck with the long hair and bangs. Thebest I could probably do is dye it back, and get rid of the curls. Icould wear a cap I guess and keep it all hidden at school.We said nothing else that night.