If you want me to."I concentrate on breaths, one at a time. I'm quivering."I am leaving here today and I will take you with me, before your parents co...me, we can go, we can leave here forever."I gulp. My chest is about to heave."Trust me and believe me. You are mine and I will take care of you."I stare back into her cool eyes. I seem to be able to breathe. I seem to be able to quell the fear and the shaking that threaten to rise up and paralyze me."We can leave for New York right now. I have my. It took a few second before everything fell into place, but when it finally did, I found myself wondering how I could have missed it for so long.The Bitch was a lesbian!It was the only logical explanation. Not only did it explain why she only picked on girls, but it answered the question I had often asked myself. Why were all of her punishment sexual in nature?It all made sense. The Bitch was a lesbian, but her behavior made it clear she had yet to accept her homosexuality. It was no doubt this. I became very aware of how naked and helpless I was at this point. Then I remembered feeling an electric sensation as we kissed, she had tased me.The door opened, and in walks the girl, wearing A latex bra, panties, and a sexy garder belt with stockings. I start to beg with her to let me go, only to be met with a hard smack across the face, that stuns me."Shut up my little slut! Just look at how excited you are!" As she tightly grasps my stiff cock.She was right, despite my fear, my penis was. You start swaying your hips and looking straight into my eyes. I do my best to connect with the music but, I have to admit, nothing else matters but you. Before long, my hands are on you moving up and down the sides of your thighs. Then, up and down your sides from your waist to the sides of your breasts. You move closer, place a knee between my legs and start grinding into me. I circle your waist, pull you close, and match your rhythm. You mean to use your body to make me hard. You succeed. We.