I woke up hearing the awfullest noise. I started to turn over, but was met with searing pain, across most of my body. My head, my chest, my balls, wha... the fuck ??It was Dustin—he was screaming “dudes, dudes, get the fuck out here” Lil bro and a couple of others came outside the front door of the convention center. As I became more awake, I realized that I had passed out, right at the front door. Still buck naked, and pretty much covered in b l o o d. “come on dawgs---hurry” Dustin sounded like. And then came a couple more times as he was using the other hand to rub and squeeze my left nipple. He HAD to have noticed the stainless steel plug since the handle rests very close to my pussy - and the shape of it can clearly be felt through my pussy wall when fingers are inside me. He didn't mention it & didn't ask about it. After a couple of minutes, he switched to the other leg ... and finger-fucked me while he squeezed and rubbed my right nipple. My hips were bucking like crazy & I. I didn't cry then; I did cry once Igot home. It was the worst night of my life: my lover was mad and he hadevery right to be. I had shamed him. I cried myself to sleep thatnight. I had done what I had to do: put an end to our relationship thatwas so wrong for a teacher and a student. But, I wanted him to be herenow, holding me in his arms, caressing me, kissing me and finding joy inmy vagina.What was to happen to me, now? *****I even considered calling in sick the next morning. I didn't. He is a man of fifty-one and I have to say the most masculine man I have ever encountered. He is a kind of handsome thug with a deep, assertive voice and mesmerising eyes. Though he loves verbal abuse there is nothing cliched about the way he delivers it. He is calm, relaxed, never raises his voice and humiliates me in the most natural and matter of fact way as if what he says is the simplest and purest truth. He is simply dominating, assertive and controlling by nature. The effect on me is.