I guided her over to the bed and lay her down on her front. I undid the handcuffs and took them off her. Little red tramlines ran around her wrists. I...picked up the silk scarf and tied one round her right wrist, threaded it through the banisters of her wooden headboard and tied the other end to her left wrist. Then, as she lay there breathing into her pillow, I put the blindfold on her and I pulled it down over her eyes. I reached up under her rumpled blouse and ran my fingers down her back to. He had finished helping her put on her solid white lingerie as they prepped for the consummation of their marriage by Avon. “…A…Are you sure you want to do this, Kate?” Mark asked, his eyes downcasting.“I do” Kate swallowed hard and looked at herself in the mirror. Pulling on the ends of her stockings and setting them in place gently.Kate couldn’t remember the last time she looked so sexy, it was definitely worth being picky about her lingerie. She had spent more time picking it than her bridal. She was the very definition of the word "Petite." My cock was throbbing so hard I almost did not hear her invite me in. The room smelt of her light perfume, weed and sex. My eyes adjusted and I could see the king sized bed and her suitcases. She invited me to sit on the bed. I was taken with how beautiful she was. We smoked. I took off my jacket and shoes. She asked if I liked her stockings. I said yes. She laid back putting her legs in the air as she was hitting the joint. I slid my tight. I caught him looking down there and hoped he liked what he saw. I did this for a couple of lessons and was then told by sir that I was to stay behind after school which was a first for me as I had never been in detention.I got there and was told to sit down at the back of the class, sir then came to me and in a forcefull voice told me that despite my good school performace that some of my behaviour was not up to standard. I was shocked and wanted to cry then sir said that I need to be.