But he looked critically at all of the student theses and to everyone’s astonishment, most of all mine, he singled out my work for attention from al... of them.You could cut their envy and hatred of me with a sword. He analyzed and praised my work in front of them offering some critical observations. Then he, the National Treasure, directed me to join his studio in the spring as his intern.So, it seemed to naturally follow that he would ask me to come see him and his new work right away. He never. "Lower your pants!" He did so, and revealed to me the pink panties that I had introduced him to years before. "Good Boy" take that man's jacket off, drop those panties and bend over. The new boy's eyes followed me as I walked to a table and picked up a 24" paddle with holes drilled in it. He shook his head 'no' as if to beg me not to use it on him, but it wasn't intended for him anyway... not this time anyway. I held the paddle against the older boy's backside then drew it back dramatically.. It was big, maybe a good seven inches or more, if that, and a little thicker than others she'd had stuffed in her tight cunt in the past.She grabbed hold of it with one hand, gripped tight and squeezed a little."Oww!" he called out in pain, as she smiled."Oh shut up you little pussy and let me do what I do best" she told him.She began to jerk his cock off, his foreskin peeling back and forth as it exposed the large purple head that was shaped like a mushroom.Jack looked down from his position. Show me how much you want me. Show me that you belong to me.Show me what a good little slut you are. Show me what a cock sucking cunt you are." he said as I fumbled toroll down my stockings. I reached behind me and unhooked my garter belt. He snatched it from my hand and tossed it across the room andsaid "Chrissie, my fucking little cum slut, tell me how much you want to please me. Tell me what a cheap fuckingwhore you are. Tell me that you're my little whore."He had a sly little smile as he.