Except that it was a little hard to concentrate on punishment when Red was moaning and groaning in ecstasy as those barbarian woodsmen devoured her pi...nk silken flesh like a king's feast. His dick got even harder (if that were possible!) at the thought of those men fucking the girl's brains out.Delores was suffering from similar torturous thoughts—except that she wished it were the eight woodsmen who were licking and fucking her right now.Red knew how she intended to punish her mother, while. I woke up drowsilly. Through the one window it appeared dark outside. I was disoriented, wondering why my body was in such a position, then realising I was sleeping in a desk, and I had fallen asleep in class. I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone.As I was gathering my things to leave, a familiar face walked in. It was my Chemistry teacher. I’d always had a crush on her, Chemistry was a breeze because of it. The other Chem teacher was teaching well past retirement, and did little to hold my. She never lied and tried to cover up who she really was either, any time I asked how she knew about my dreams she'd say "Silly, that's where we first met, in your dreams." That's not when it started though things were already strange before that. Was it when I moved to Canada? No that's too far back or is it not far enough? Sure, things can feel weird when you first move to a new place but this was perhaps too weird. Too perfect. It never got uncomfortably cold or, if it did, the heater in my. Master returned after less than five minute, both mistresses had departed. I was quite surprised to know they wouldn’t stick around to delight in witnessing me being tortured, only later did I learn master had promised them a video of a portion of the session.Considering his remarks about the future use of my cock, it wasn’t surprising that he fitted a plastic chastity device around it, locking it in place, adding sarcastically ?I don’t want you jerking off?. It was very disturbing not to be.