I bet you even wish I was there fucking you right now don't you Mrs. Graph? You will respond to this e mail as soon as you read it or I will blow the ...whistle. Your 'Master'."I clicked on the send button and sent the letter to my teacher. I went off line and decided to go ride my bike past the address of this club. As I rode towards the address that was written on the tiny piece of paper all sorts of thoughts began racing through my head. Thoughts of my teacher being tied up and possibly even. I needed to rinse out my shaker right away so that it wouldnt get gross. When I opened the door to the bathroom my friend Izzy came into view and I smiled. She was one of the sweetest girls I knew, despite our mini rivalry of getting top marks in our entire grade for math and science. We said hey and chatted for a bit until she dried her hands and walked out. As I left the washroom I remembered that I needed to attend an orientation for Science/Math. I found a group of people on their way. Why pay$50 for a chunk of high-end bronze when you can melt down a discardedugly flower pot for $2? This time, I was distracted by other sections ofthe shop as well. I noticed in passing what looked to be a pair of fairlylarge black low heeled pumps shoes. The kind I so admired on Claire'sluscious legs. The pantyhose I was still wearing under my outwardly maleclothes was on my mind with every step I took, so it didn't take too muchmental prodding to grab them and stick them in my basket, hoping. 'Yes Sir! - Yes Sir, I do Sir! - I like it Sir!' I blurted out.I could feel his erection with my lips through the cotton material of his fatigues.He grabbed my ear and hauled me up by it on to my feet. Then he dragged a chair and pulling it into the middle of the room, sat down on it and stared at me. I was inadvertently standing to attention.'Over my knee Boy!'Yes Sir!'I felt his hand rubbing over the the denim covering my ass cheeks. Then a slight smack, then some more rubbing of his hand.