What I will do in the end depends on your decision. So tell me, do you want to be my pussygirl? Do you agree to spend the next two years grovelling at... my feet, licking my pussy.?Tears of anger and fear were running down Michelle?s face. She felt betrayed by the very person she wanted to be friends with. ?Fuck you.??I guess that?s a no then. Pity, your dear mother surely will be very disappointed. Her little girl being thrown out of the university on her second day. But I?m sure she will support. “You mustn’t come. I forbid it.” I watched the screen and saw no activity. There was no pleading with me, no retort at all. A message finally arrived about thirty seconds later, “Thank you for letting me know. I’m sorry, I will be more thoughtful next time.” I wanted to say ‘thank you’ back to her, but that would not have been right. It would have been out of character, to even allow her to find out, that I almost felt sorry for her, for the predicament she had put herself in. “Good. Now, go. She would be shamed if he made her cum, hoping he wouldn’t touch her pleasure button. His finger went from the top of her slit, to the bottom, then back up. He bowed out her legs until she was spread obscenely to him as he masturbated her. The finger moved lower this time, touching her on her perineum, surprised by the tingle it brought to her body. Her hand kept rubbing his prick as he did the same to her. She clenched her cheeks tight when his finger moved higher up her backside, trapping his. Bizarrely, the four then picked up the table with its burden and stood it on end against the wall. In effect, Bill was standing, but tied securely in a classic spread-eagle position. The whole operation had taken a very short space of time, too fast to really appreciate just what had happened. Ann stood stock still, arms hanging limp at her sides, too confused to assimilate the events unfolding in front of her until, in unison, the five grabbed her and forced her to the floor. Four of the.