. The clips made me feeling very good. I’d never ever thought of it before, but the dream, followed by the advert, followed by the videos – I’m ...o turned on by it now.”So it’s something you want to do?“I’d say it’s something I need to do. It’s like a religious calling. A test from God. It scares me, and I think it’s disgusting, but I have to do it.”A few minutes later, standing outside the church away from the children. She’s looking dead into camera. “My name is Emmanuelle Christie, and I want. She did this same procedure with the last 5 rubbers & then she drank the last of the cum from the glass before she tried to lick the glass clean.Joe then had her stand up with her legs wide apart so that he could again hang the weight from her clit & then he also hooked the leash to it as well. Angel was now almost ready to lead back to our vehicle. She then had to put those 6inch stiletto heels back on. 1 thing that surprised me then was that at looking at her that there was not 1 single rip. Her ass was hidden from my view, but knowing it very well I could imagine its motion. Her blond hair was tied up off her neck, and I admired it's graceful curve.I came up behind her and closed my left hand around her throat. I heard her breath catch, and she tensed as if to struggle. I clamped my other hand around her waist, pressing her up against the counter so she can't get away."Close your eyes," I said in a commanding tone, cutting off her breath with my hand. I feel her try to swallow and. There were smatterings of groans that made me smile while the more driven students, who cared about their grades, nodded brightly. I tried not to linger on any one face of my students as they gathered their supplies into their backpacks, particularly one.It was so hard not to stare at Master as I taught. I just wanted to proclaim to the class, on my knees, that Clint was my master. That I was his Aunt Slut. I would do anything for him. That my “illness” yesterday wasn't caused by any stomach.