She was stroking and probing and playing with all the intimate parts of my body so I was very turned on. When she was done I asked may I come please? ...o not yet you haven’t been fucked yet. At which I cried out no please! All naughty boys must be fucked by there teachers when they are punished you know that. But I don’t want to get fucked please. Well you should have thought about that before you were naughty shouldn’t you have? Yes maam. Now get up and go stand in the corner you may play with. My bag was mostly empty since I was still wearing most of my equipment. Except for the shoulder pads since they were mine, I needed to remember to pick them up tomorrow but dropping them on Parker's feet had been too good a point to pass up.I peeled off my football pants and carefully pulled out the hip pads and stowed them in my bag. I didn't know if I'd ever play football again, but it didn't hurt to be prepared. Standing there in my underwear I realized that my regular clothes were in my. Sarah didn't know how to respond to this request at first. She had often dreamed about meeting her Master and had fantasized about this very day many times. Her body was jumping at the chance, but she was also sensible and remembered the stories of girls getting into all sorts of troubles meeting online contacts such as this. After a couple minutes, Michael wrote back "Sarah are you still there?" Yes, Sir I am just thinking..." I know it is a big step and you have every right to be concerned. It felt like a large hand trying to fit inside a tiny glove, stretching it-- widening it from the inside, rending the fabrics binding it together loose. I shoved again. Only about half to go...I gripped onto her tightly and slid her back up the mattress so that I could move my knees onto the bed, rather than standing on the floor in front of her. It felt as though her body was conforming to me. I pushed again-- this time, it felt as though the tip of my cock was butted up against the floor of.