One young lady, her now being a police woman we had best call her Sally to save her blushes, allowed me to find out about fingering the damp bits, mos... of the rest it was a fumble in the bra job, that’s if there was much to fumble! Each day we would wander down to the station at the lines headquarters, a quarter of a mile from the school and take our seats in the waiting train, usually a bunch of older stock, the last coach a driving trailer for the guard, and the loco a diesel, one of two on. Masterforbade me from eating or sampling any of the delicious food I made. If Ineeded a sample taken to adjust the taste I was to take it to Master whowould then provide me with corrective directions, although after timethis became less and less necessary. To begin with it was agonising tohave these skills to cook and smell amazing food but be unable to tasteit. Then the displeasure of everyday going back to my cum tasting gruel,I mean by now I was loving the taste of cum and getting addicted. He stood up and said to put my hands on the wall. When I did he pressed against me and I felt a slight sting as he pushed his dick in me a little and stop. After a minute he pushed in a little more and pulled back. Again he pushed in and out, till he was in me all the way and stopped. It was all I could do to keep from falling as my knees shook and he slipped out and in me.After a few minutes I was pushing back to meet him and our bodies slapped against each other. My dick hurt and started to. And except for the fact that one of the women in the CCL house is a killer. Pretty soon she’ll don her costume, pick up her knife, and the screams of pleasure that normally provide the soundtrack in this house will be replaced by screams of terror. Horniness will be replaced by bloodiness.SAPPHIC SORORITY SLASHERThe rules are simple. There are 10 freshman pledges in the house.VOTE in the comments when chapters end in [ Open ] to influence the actions of the pledges and help them evade the.