I felt violated in my dignity. But other girls have gone through this, and it was a rite of passage, like wearing braces (which I also had to do). By ...he third day, the chastity patch became more comfortable. After a week I really liked it and I understood why the other girls raved about it. It covered both my vagina and my clit, so I couldn’t masturbate anymore. The chastity patch was giving me all sorts of new sensations as if I was growing again. This kept me preoccupied for a while, but in. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Her full breasts were clearly visible, and her erect nipples protruded from the see-through material. The outfit was crotch-less. Her pussy lips glistened, and they were engorged and slightly parted. She was obviously aroused. And angry. Finally I focused on the riding crop in her hand.Her bright red lips said "Just can't keep to your word, can you, little miss?" "What do you mean? Dinner is just about ready." The words barely came out of my mouth."I. There were the following Costumes: *An Army Guy *A Cowboy *A Baker *A Fireman *A PrincessI was in the first group that got to dress up. The teachers told us to get up and run to the Costume we wanted to wear, whatever we picked was going to be the costume we were going to be in.I got up off the floor, and started to the Costumes, I wanted to be the Cowboy. As I was running, I tripped, and fell down. I was all right, but as I got up, I saw that the Cowboy outfit was taken, and so was every other. You pull the bottom of my shirt over my face, but then let it go. I feel heat envelope my head and the taste of cotton as you wrap your body round me. Your legs hook the backs of my thighs and I grunt with pleasure as you grind against me.My feet find the floor and I pull myself away. Your hands grab my shirt as I move backwards and you pull it over my head., tossing it back against the window.I try to stand but your legs have me. I struggle with my belt, my right hand braced against the bed,.