(Not a really subtle messagethere film produces) The film ends.Mistress Broz says to the class, "Yes, I too adore those so calledfuturistic outfits. ...he point of this class, is that sissy's that areselected to breed, whether through milking ceremonies or marriage,represent the ideal goal of servitude to your dominant female owners. Sowork hard at this academy and you too may get an important honor justlike our little Jezzie, until you become obsolete. Whenever theMatriarchy thinks we've. I'm such an idiot. I don't know what makes me do it, but I tell her everything. You can't believe how angry she was. She said this time she really would bury me alive. I hope she'll calm down before she gets home, but she might really do it." Jacqui, this is way out of control. You realize that if I hadn't come by she wouldn't be able to bury you alive because you wouldn't be alive." I know. I was lucky this time. Next time I probably won't be. I know I have to leave her, but a big part of me. Looking up into your eyes, feeling vulnerable but knowing that I was safe, I slipped out of my blouse and bra and slowly sank to my knees, dropping kisses on your chest, your stomach, the thin line of hair leading into the waistband of your jeans. My nipples were hard and aching, though the room was warm. With trembling fingers, I released the buttons of your fly, so turned on to see only skin and hair and your cock, hard and leaking. I pushed your jeans down around your thighs. Your eyes. I could never figure out a wayI was going to be able to slip out and go look for a ring as long as thetwo of us were here. I had somewhat resigned myself to the fact that Iwas going to have to wait until school started when the two of uswouldn't be joined at the hip. My luck changed a couple of weeks beforeschool started. Jenny received a call from Dr. Burg saying he wanted todiscuss Jenny's Senior dissertation with her. That was it! That was mychance! So, I started hinting around that I.