“So where would the chastity belt be fitted?” asked John. He was Mr. Chambers’ son and one of the most consistently rude, lazy and disruptive st...udents at the Payne Academy. Senor Gonzales smiled when he asked that question.“Why, over the genital regions, of course. It would prevent access to the woman’s vagina.”“Genital regions? Vagina? Sorry, sir, I don’t quite understand,” John lied through his teeth. “Are you saying the chastity belt went over the whore’s cunt?”Senor Gonzales smiled amiably. Very softly she crept to the fire, added another log and slipped off to her own sleeping corner. She had thought he was asleep when she first started undressing. There was nothing to blame herself for in that. When she had found he had been watching her though, the look of rapture on his face had touched something wicked inside. She had wanted to hurt him, make him pay for the death of old Duncan. She had wanted to punish the church that banished her knowledge and made people suffer because of. Bob call Jim Reidy a high school friend, to see what was going on this Saturday evening and was told that most of the gang was going to a dance being sponsored by one of the local sport clubs. The family car was available so it sounded like a good idea to go and see what the action was at the dance.On Saturday evening after showering and shaving, Bob put on a blue button down collar shirt, a tie, a dark sport coat and headed to the dance. Maybe he could get lucky tonight but if it didn't happen. “Yes that was me.” she answered herself. Her face bore a naughty grin.Then she frowned.“Why are you so silent” she asked. “Is something wrong?”“No, I was just thinking.”“About what?”“About, how I would like to do this every morning,” he answered as his hand caressed her cheek.“Oh, I would certainly like that. And maybe you can; I intend to keep you close.” And with that she positioned herself upon him.She learned forward to kiss his face, to kiss his lips, and to kiss his neck. Her erect.