And Patti felt almost naked without her usual, carefully applied make-up. She couldn't remember the last time she had been in this library. She was on...ly here this morning because…That's what was crazy.Patti had come here, looking the way she did, because she had been ordered to do so by a complete stranger. A stranger she had never even seen.She had read several of His stories on a website for literary erotica and found that they resonated with her fantasies of sexual submission. She had. You know how you walk along the school corridor and the most beautiful and most popular girl in school and her followers come towards you and everyone notices? Well, that's not me. I am the one who stands by the locker who watches everyone else that no one notices. Before I move on with my story that's something else I should say, I was a lesbian. Well, at least I think I am. One day I was walking down the school corridor when the most beautiful and most popular girl walked towards me, but I. This soft little moan escaped from her throat, and I put my hands on her cheeks, and stroked behind her ears. Well, that meant the sheet fell down, and I didn't even realize it. I was so awestruck and horny that my mind was a total blank, I wasn't aware of anything other than her mouth.She started to slowly touch my arm, and my shoulder, and one hand slipped down to my waist, and then to my breast, and I leaned in a little more. I was down right hungry at this point. And then Debbie ran in to. She wasn’t lubing up my ass, she was just using me as a hand rag. She forced my knees apart to get me to the right height and stretched my cheeks out. “I’m going to pound your ass out now.” she said, with a condescendingly sexy tone in her voice. She started pushing the hard, purple, silicon head into my asshole and I could tell there wasn’t enough lube for it to be an easy entry. She was struggling to get it in. I knew if I told her to put more lube on that she would put too much and I.