Traci was sitting in a straight chair under the front whiteboard, looking miserable. I walked to the front of the classroom, took a seat in Mr. Banks'...chair, and looked at her. She looked back for a few seconds, then felt the need to inspect her shoelaces."Want to tell me about it?" No."I watched her for a minute as she checked out her shoes, then the door, then the window where a light rain was beating. "Okay," I said, stood, and pushed Mr. Banks' chair back under his desk."Tony?" she said. Over the first couple of weeks I watch all the class but I watch her closer then any other student, talking to her parents more, catching up on her history, paying attention to what she liked, didnt like, which boys in the school fancied her, which teachers disliked her quiet deminer and so on. A couple of weeks passed like this but I soon got my opportunity, it started with a phone call. Her mother had phoned me, my heart was racing thinking that I had been caught out paying Rosa to much. Her pussy lips clung to my shaft and stroked along it. While we fucked she stroked my bare chest and said, “God you’ve made my pussy sore, son. I haven’t felt this sore for a long time.” I said, “Yeah, it feels like the skin on my cock is very sensitive, I’ve never blown so much cum before.” She patted my chest and said, “Okay, son, give mummy just one last load and we’ll call it quits.” She started to rise and fall quicker; I followed her lead and slammed back into her midway. We fucked at. I will let you out to serve me and to train you, but you'll spent much time in there, later on my other slave Justine, will share this cage with you. You will wear a chastity belt then, you will not be allowed to satisfy yourself in the first weeks. Maybe I'll allow you later. sleep well" She turned of the light and was gone. I laid awake for hours, I couldn't find sleep, the chains where uncomfortable but I couldn't do anything against it. When I woke up, I was still alone, but there where two.