But he didn't. i continued this patter for the next couple weeks and at that point my drawings had become very intimate. i flipped through them feelin... my cock become raging hard. "Chris" i heard him call. i quickly closed the book not wanting him to see what i had drawn. "yes Professor" he glared "come here." i began to walk over there when he stopped me "with the book that has had you so distracted. I am sick of you not paying attention therefor i will confiscate the distraction and you have. He pulled out his finger and I felt something small, thin, and hard slide in. I sat up to look at him over my boobs, which no longer compress on my body when I lay down. "What is that?" "It's a pen," he said as he slowly slid it in and out of me. "Does it feel good?" "Not as good as your finger," I said honestly. "Well you're very lucky Cheyenne. This pen has been in a lot of famous pussies." "What do you mean?" "Well I slide this pen into all the girls I've ever signed. I used to work for. Hiss, hiss ... CRACK, CRACK.The first blow was struck to both women almost simultaneously, and apparently before the women had had time to prepare themselves, with the Chief Eunuch holding a riding crop in each hand. The women both remained motionless and silent."I congratulate my Chief Eunuch on his ambidextrous skill," said the Emir and there was a polite round of applause.Hiss, hiss ... CRACK, CRACK.The Chief Eunuch had turned round and the second pair of blows was struck using the opposite. I never used it but juststored my suitcases and a couple boxes in the far corner to keep themout of the way. But I took notice of the two trunks and the longcloset again then decided to quietly check them out. Like a kidsneaking around in the attic I quietly closed the bedroom door andapproached the large closet. I pulled on the knob and found the doorwasn't locked. I swung the accordion doors open and could instantlysmell the floral perfume like Madge wore. I hesitated but decided tohave a.