Her grades weren't up to expectations. Her dad had made her study until late the night before. He'd promised her that she could expect the same thing ...every night, until she brought her grades up. She was wondering if she could talk them into allowing friends to visit. She felt lucky that he allowed her to go to the library.Every passenger had a story and a concern they were wrestling with, as the bus carried them through the city. To Caleb, many of the concerns would have seemed trivial a few. I mentioned previously that I’m one of the ‘big guys’ there, but this guy dwarfed me. He was easily over six foot and probably outweighed me by a good fifty pounds, also boasting pharmaceutically enhanced musculature much like mine. As they ended their seemingly long embrace, his hand lingered on her lower back momentarily before excusing himself to the treadmill. I waited a short bit for her to walk back to the racks and then walked over, acting as if I saw nothing. I now realized why she had. On our way to the cabin, all I could think about was Bell wearing that matching set of bra and panty. I was getting a little stiffy just thinking about it. As she lay on the front seat asleep I decided to start taking a peak. Looking down at her shirt. I wanted to just suck on those things so bad but I was too afraid to get caught and how she would react. When we got to the cabin, we decided to unpack our stuff first and then maybe go out for a little bit before her mom gets there. After. I felt like a slut but I loved it."Very nice slut. Now let's finish the job."Mistress Anne put a blonde wig on me. She then did me up with a ton ofmakeup. I looked in the mirror and I looked like a hot little whore. Shethen led me back to the other bedroom by my cock leash."Face down on the bed my little whore," Mistress demanded."Yes Mistress Anne," I responded.Mistress Anne then tied me face down spread eagle with rope. Each limbwas attatched to a different corner of the bed. I tested the.