Told me about her past lovers, one night stands and masturbation. She had this amazing story about a guy she took home, but never had the intention to...fuck. He was so pushy she had let him jerk of over her feet, which seemingly was a hilarious situation. One morning I was preparing for work and texted if she wanted to ride along. The response I got was not what I expected. Layla texted: I'm going to be late, got out of the shower and was feeling horny. Now testing my new buttplug. Ill see you. . awesome!” I panted out. “What a great race!”“My coach said you’d win and I needed to be on you the entire race.” I looked at her jersey and realized she was from Huntington North.“Who’s your coach?” I asked, looking around. I saw him just as she answered.“Glenn Patterson. When the team expanded this year, he took over the 10k team,” she said. We were handed our place cards and proudly held them up. Our times were only a second apart at 35:20 and 35:21. One step difference.“Mr. Patterson,” I. Sean walked silently at her side, and from what Heather could see from his troubled gait that he was hurting and slightly ashamed of himself.“Do you really think that will be the end?” he asked.Heather never answered his question as she knew it would not be the answer he wanted to hear.She shrugged her shoulders, “brought back some lovely memories for me. Maybe not for you,” she quipped, as she watched Sean shake his head while holding his backside. ooOooLater that evening, Trish sifted through. Shera was a little reluctant at first until the Matron returned along with the instructor that was to be their master in the arts of self-torture and pain for the next year. They called the girls to attention and Tama quickly returned to her place, stood in the proper position, and waited for morning inspection. The PT instructor introduces himself as Senior Sergeant B'rill."Well little girls, sadly enough, it is my assigned duty to be your lord and master for the next year. You will ask for.