’ He pulls a blindfold from the nightstand and covers her eyes. She shakes her head quickly, trying to dislodge the fabric from its place. ‘Open y...ur mouth, whore.’ He says calmly, his anger not apparent to her as she shakes her head quickly no. Then, the first blow comes. On the inside of her upper right thigh, the tips of his fingers hitting against her swollen cunt. Emily cries out in shock and pain. When she does, the ball gag is stuffed into her mouth. When it’s tightly fastened behind her. Is that okay?”“Of course, be home by midnight, or I will worry,” I said.“You got it dad, “she said.I worried the whole time. I knew Marcy could and did lie on occasion. She could be planning to get high. There was nothing I could do but trust her. Oh yeah I could worry every minute she was out of my sight. I would do that anyway. I always did.That evening, I had a sandwich, then went to bed early. At11PM I heard the front door open. “Are you okay?” I asked.“Home alone and sober as a judge,” she. I was on my own in the empty classroom, marking a week’s worth of papers, the task was dull and my mind drifted to all sorts of devious thoughts as my hands ticked, graded and drew stars. My mind turned to my Master, and the things he’d do to me that evening, in the silence of the room I could hear my heartbeat accelerate, like a drum, I squirmed in my seat thinking about my beautifully shaved pussy, and the way my silk thong gripped on my clit and pried my ass cheeks apart. Perhaps it was. My dick was throbbing and it felt like there was no way my boxers could contain it. I reach my hands around her and each one found their way to one of her ass cheeks. She had changed into a sundress so my palms were greeted with the bare skin of her butt and my fingertips could feel the soft fabric of her panties as they rode up a bit from the introduction of my grip. The felling of her supple ass in my hands was bringing me close to climax. I could feel my body tense up as I held back what I.