” she said quietly.I nodded. “No what?” I asked, just to remind her.“No, Mistress,” she repeated, obediently.“Well then,” I said cheerfu...ly. “Let’s go!”“Wait...” she said, staring at me wide-eyed. “Where are we going?”I sighed and turned towards her again. “Oh yeah,” I replied, “I forgot.” I took a small black scarf from one of her seats and blindfolded her with it, knotting it tight behind her head. Then I took a wide leather collar out of my bag and fastened it around her neck, yanking her. The hand had clear manicured nails, a white shirt covered the arm, a small diamond ring and a gold wedding band on her finger. It was my mom’s hand. As she turned me towards her, I saw her shirt was open, her breasts hung free from her bra, she had no skirt on, a pair of her lace top nude stockings covered her legs, and a tiny pair of black panties barely covered her private areas. She kneeled down, and fed my penis between her lips, licking and sucking it to clean off the sticky juices that. She tells me to come to her room after school to see what work I can do. This was around 12 o clock …school didn’t end until 2:30. So not thinking anything about the math help I almost forgot to go… so glad I didn’t…So when I got to Miss. Phillips class she was standing there at the board and as I walked in she gave me a seductive smile as she bit her lower lip. I stood their admiring her body.She was a very pretty white lady with glasses she was probably abut 5’10 with her heels on long. It occurred to me that the best thing to do was to cancel, but it soon turned out that that was out of the question also. Along with the suggestion to only wear a coat and underwear out of the house, it also transpired that it was impossible for me to cancel any date, meeting or invitation. If somebody asked me out somewhere, I had to say yes (unless I was already pre-booked) and once I had said yes, I would be forced to make good on the invitation. He had really thought of everything.Anyway,.