" I think I know where you're trying to get" I say dryly."If you do it's because you are thinking about it too" he says grinning again."Hell no. I'm j...ust used to be around people like you" I say in a surly tone."You can't blame me. I know I can't get the suicide out of your head. Still, it will be a real big waste, cause you are gorgeous" he try to explain, and it just enervates me more."What... Are you crazy? I don't know you. I never did it befor...!" and when I notice, I had already. Eventually, trembling, I agreed. That night she locked the thing on me. It was a week after her birthday. It was deliciously exciting to have her lock me up, knowing that I couldn't free myself and knowing that the plan was for me to wear the harness and be deprived of my manhood for twelve long months. Fear mingled with excitement, my fantasies and my nervousness played tag, and with my heart all aflutter I stood there and let her tuck me into the device and lock it on my body. That night she. . THE FEELING I HAD WHEN I WANKED HIS LARGE VEINED DICK WERE MIND BLOWING I WANTED SO MUCH TO TAKE HIM IN THE BACK OF MY THROAT AND SUCK THE CUM FROM HIS MONSTER DICK LETTING IT FLOW DOWN THE BACK OF MY THROAT AND KNOWING WHAT A STRUGGLE IT WOULD BE TO GET IT ALL IN MY MOUTH, OR A CHALLENGE? AND WHERE LAST TIME I DID NOT ALLOW HIM TO TOUCH MY PUSSY, EVEN THOUGH IT THROBBED AND CONTRACTED AT THE SIGHT OF HIS DICK, IT WAS ALL TO MUCH TO BARE, I WONDER HOW I WILL FEEL THIS AFTERNOON? JOHNS KNOCK. The former Headmaster, Walter Huggins, was a sadist and a bully, who enjoyed hearing young boys whimper as he thrashed their bare posteriors with a birch cane. He was the only master who was allowed to deliver corporal punishment, and every day during my time at the school there were some poor unfortunates being beaten. Huggins was Headmaster for almost twenty years, and that mounts up to a lot of pain. I was still thinking of those unhappy times when Mr King returned.“The Master will see thee.