An instant later, I had already removed the ice cube and was guiding her head to the pillow. Her naked body lay before me, presenting an almost infini...e surface for the ice cube to explore. Slowly, so slowly, I touch her ankle with the ice cube, holding her legs to keep her from pushing away. Again she laughs, and the ice cube inches up her thigh to the borders of her pubic hair. I stop, take the ice cube away and stare at the smiling face of the woman I adore. Cynthia giggles, bracing for the. My body isso tired, every muscle in my body aches. I slowly stand up this time,and walk towards the bars to yell for Ashley. She yells back that she'sokay, but scared. She asked me if there's anything wrong with my body. Itell her I have a woman's body (I know I have her body, but I don't tellher this in an attempt not to freak her out anymore than she alreadyis). She screams back that she has a cock, a cock! a cock! she saysrepeatedly. I tell her to calm down, and I tell her I will get us out. " I try again. "The door isn't supposed to be locked." I can hear the panic in my voice. "I'm the teacher," he says. "I can do what I want." "I..." I start to say. "Quiet," he snaps, "Or I will have to record this detention." I close my mouth fearfully. Not wanting to ruin my chances.I wait to see what would happen. After nothing does for a while I start to relax. Maybe he was just joking about the 'something else' part. About 30 minutes pass. I don't say anything for fear of him recording my. I had thought of this scene so many times in my fantasy world, as I masturbated late at night before falling asleep. I could barely believe it was actually happening for real, not just a fantasy anymore. It was just as good as I always thought it could be. Even more then I ever dreamed of, I didn't want this to end. I wanted to be their cum slut all night, all week.. all the time.Master let go of my hair and lowered himself closer to me, his mouth next to my ears whispering sweet nasty words to.