She stroked it between my pussy lips, making a soft moan escape my lips. "Yes, see? You still want more," she said with a grin. "But you're not gettin...g any. You've been a bad girl, disobeying me like that!" The whip landed a bit harder on my pussy, making me groan in pain instead. "Don't move." I didn't, I laid there, my cunt aching because of the pain it'd just experienced, because of the way it'd been stretched. That wasn't the only reason it was aching, though- the woman, my mistress, was. Let's go to my office and determine what I can do to help you through this class with a decent grade." Thank you," she said and followed me out of the classroom and down the hall to my tiny office. It had enough room for a desk with a computer on it, a guest chair, and a bookcase. She sat down in my guest chair and I sat down in my swivel chair. Then she leaned forward showing me a lot of cleavage. She said, "I just need to get a 'C' in this course and it's the only math course I have to take.. It hadn’t been done in centuries! And with good cause. The donor had to be perfect, but we found her!’ ‘Donor?’ asked my voice. My eyes moved downward. ‘Oh! Oh, Jean! I’ve got boobs!’ My body jumped to its feet, and immediately, my hands began roaming over my body. The others were giggling uncontrollably. Holding a breast under each palm, my hands bounced, felt, tweaked and caressed them. ‘My God, they’re huge! They’re TWICE as big as mine!’ Well, I wouldn’t go THAT far. ‘A mirror!’ Jane. Tsai," he replied, perhaps a little more curtly than he should have. Holland surveyed the other four men. "My terms are more than generous, and you will become very, very wealthy off our partnership."The five men exchanged an uncomfortable look. "You understand that we are ... ah, anxious ... about turning over one of our most valuable assets to a ... what is the word? ... A 'wild card', Mr. Campbell. We do not want one of these robots used against us." I understand your concerns, General. I.