So you and I are going to represent the class, and Jim is going to be our gym teacher.” His hands were on her shoulders by now. Nikki tried not to s...quirm. There was no point fighting them - they’d just overpower her, or even if somehow she could win they might start posting the video of last time.“So class,” began Mr Fallows, moving to stand at the end wall and talking loudly as though to be heard by kids at the back, “arrange yourselves so that each boy is behind a girl. Big people over here. .. knowing the time wasn't helping anything.Sarah's words kept echoing in my head.'You act like an entirely different man when we fuck. You stand a little straighter, your eyes are a little brighter and your voice is colder. That man is my Master. That man can keep me on my knees, begging to serve him.'Right now the Master would settle for a good six hours of sleep.Slowly, my bed did begin to feel more comfortable ... and all my little discomforts seemed to fade. My body grew calm ... even if. She should beg for her Master to fuck her, fuck her harder, making her moan, growling when you allow her to cum. Slut loves when you shove your cock in her ass, using the wand over and over, hearing her scream. Slut would love for Master to get her to the edge, pull his cock out and shove it down her throat. Maybe make her use the wand her clit, while he spanks her ass till its red, that’s all bad sluts deserve. Kitty may play with herself only if she uses the wand on herself while sucking. ”She laughed loudly. Her voice was seductive. And now I had started to see. She had a very light skin tone, a round face with sexy red lipstick and a cute nose. She was wearing a light green sari. She had a Mangalsutra (worn by married Indian women) around her neck. Probably in her late 30s.My boss swept in and took the thing she gave me. It was an old tape recorder.He said, “Ma’am this is very old, it can’t be repaired.”She seemed disappointed. She was looking at me to tell her differently but.