..I...told...you...?" She was panting with the exertion, and my poor behind was stinging."Even with tits as firm as yours, you need a sports bra," she... went on, calmer now that she had vented her annoyance, "unless you are trying to pull a muscle or make them floppy?" "No, of course not, " I protested."As for panties," she continued, stroking gently between my legs, "unless they are properly lined, shorts alone can rub and cause irritation. I thought you knew all this?" I do, " I admitted,. ” “Are you sure? I’m leaving now.” I thought about it. I thought about the way he looked at me earlier when I was wearing just a bikini and how my boyfriend treated me. I knew that while fantasies were running wild in my head nothing would or could happen. “If it’s not too far out of your way.” “It’s no problem.” I got my stuff and said my good-byes to Kayla. For everyone else, me leaving with him just seemed like a normal thing. I felt guilty like crossing a line that shouldn’t be crossed.. When I was done he had one of his men take the urine away.?OK, now that we had to stop for you to pee, we might as well make you shit so we can move on with the treatment.? –He said?But I don’t feel like?? –He didn’t even let me finish the sentence.?It doesn’t matter, we’ll make you shit? – He said and began removing the torpedo buttplug that had been parked in my rectum for hours.He took all the time in the world to withdraw it, and it felt like shitting a big load. The asshole felt huge and I. He was a crazy person. He knew a vast range of positions. We tried everything that night.The next day I got up, and there was no place to take bath. So he just licked me clean. I didn’t even wear my inner wears and just got dressed up. He asked to take my bra and panties with me. I told him I would collect them in the evening. He just smiled like a k** who got cent percent.As I walked past the school gate I could see Zakir saluting me with a smile. I went to him and asked him to attend the.