I took a drink of my beverage then opened one of my folders. Thirty papers to grade. I'll be here for at least an hour. The door opened and the roar r...eturned. I figured it was another teacher so I continued my work without looking up.”Mrs. Williams?” a young male voice tolled.My head jerked up. I was very surprised to see Bobby. My knees involuntarily pressed together. ”Is everything okay, Bobby?” I asked.”Yes ma'am,” he explained, ”I just wanted to tell you that I am going to try harder. I. Never hearing any noise, or seeing anything except for my dull prison. Never having any form of contact, any form of mental relief from my constant imprisonment. Always aware of my pointless existence as owned property, locked away for the amusement of my owner.I have come to accept that I rely on him completely. Once a day, he drops a large cube of ice through a hinged opening near the roof. Ice that forms my drink and an iced cube of mush – my food. I suck on the ice cube for my life,. He licked, kissed, and nibbled on the edges of her vaginal opening. He liked it. She had a smallish, clean, pink little pussy. It was a mild surprise how even after two kids she still had such a small sweet little snatch. No, he thought, snatch was the wrong word, too bold and vulgar. She had a girlish little puss, a cute little pussy. He crawled back up and turned his attentions to her mouth. He kissed her softly at first, but gradually increased the depth and intensity of his mouth on hers.. He said it was good to see I was finally awake and then called me by my mums name and he said he had been waiting to do this for a long time and when I went to speak he forced a some of mums panties into my mouth and put some tape over them to stop them from coming out. They were wet and tasted funny and that is when dad told me they were the ones he was using last night and he had cum inside them, he must have caught me watching him or something.I felt him move closer to me and I felt his body.