Easy prey for bullies. In my freshman year, I was raped by a teacher at a Christian school. I tried to tell my dad, buy he thought that I was lying to...cover up for the fact I was doing badly in that teacher's class. My mom overheard the conversation and came in. She told my dad to shut the fuck up!" I chuckled, thinking back at the shocked look on my dads face."You should have seen my dad. He looked like someone had smacked him in the face with a cold fish. He sat there with his mouth trying to. .his tongue darted across her clit again and again...just lightly..just teasing her...she felt his hand pull her panties slowly down her legs and heard him exclaim over the wetness she had caused already. Kate's master pulled her towards the mirror and told her to bend over the dressing table...she felt him pull her legs apart and bury his face right in her cunt...his tongue flicking her clit and darting inside her....Kate opened her eyes and looked at her flushed face in the mirror...fuck this. Two of the cages were empty but the others were occupied. He’d never seen one close up, still less six like this. In a world where men were generally subject to women, the Gimps were legends; quintessential men, skilled in demonstrating the arts of service and obedience. The six were all shackled, all naked apart from the black leather hoods that was the badge of their calling. In some ways the shackles were merely conventional – they were solid enough of course but a Gimp wore his cuffs and. I wished that I were twenty years younger but then I realized that she was still mine for the taking so it really didn’t matter in the least how old I was. I grabbed onto her shirt at the bottom and lifted it up. Alyssa cooperated just as her grandmother had by lifting her arms up for me too. Alyssa had on a pretty bra, which I reached back to unhook. She giggled and told me that it was in the front. She smiled as I tried to figure out how to twist the plastic flower to release her two mounds.