Just seeing it get hard and him peeing moistened my cunny, made my crotch area damp. My gut reaction was to pee on him like he had done me. I liked th...e idea, because then I could show what I have. Before Scott could put his cock back in, I dropped my shorts and panties and let it fly over to his legs, and he just stood there as I had done. And he stayed hard, although I didn’t realize it was a big deal at the time. I didn’t have much pee left, so I had to get closer to him and just barely made. I know a lot of the art community around here.” I could think of nothing to say but. “I’m honored. Thank you for coming,” which probably came across as very insincere, but my mind was racing back eleven years, computing ages and recalling schooldays. Miss Forbes was the most gorgeous teacher at Mill End Junior High and at thirteen years old I was smitten by her looks just like every other boy at the school. Back then she must have been in her late twenties, had the perfect looks of a magazine. Mistress told me,"Bring the bag slave, it's party time." I grabbed the bag andfollowed her closely up to the house, where Mistress rang the bell.Jerry answered the door and ushered us in. He was dressed in anoutfit almost the twin to mine, and obviously in his Slave role.He curtsied to Mistress saying," Welcome to Mistress Rachel'sdomain Mistress Chris." He helped her off with her coat and hung itin the closet as Mistress Rachel appeared. She immediately gaveChris a big hug and kissed her. It wasn't hard to guess that.The second clip was some of the scene I had seen part of from the barred window. I nowadays think of it as "The Bum Swabbing Scene!" I still even now shudder with horror and disgust yet masochistic arousal to recall it. This clip was of course closer and clearer, to mine and Mom's eternal shame. She stood there nude, vulnerable among the three officers, as the tallest one's hands roved over her body, and her hands, now cuffed in front of her, tried to cover her.