She thought about how her two supposed friends had talked her into trapping her volleyball coach into some compromising pictures. It was just supposed...to be a prank Susan thought. They were going to use the pictures at the year-end team get away as a joke. But when Susan found out that the two Divas were trying to get her favorite teacher and coach fired she realized the prank was much more serious.Susan's role was to be naked in the locker room with Miss Hauser and to kiss her. Susan wasn't. ..I had been trained to drink my Master’s urine every morning, as well as to lick her anus, armpits and feet for a long time. I loved it, the powerful pheromones it released, made me so wet that I was made to the limit of orgasm. Beware if this happened! He strictly controlled my pleasure and rarely allowed me to exhilter, leaving me in a permanent state between frustration and excitement. I was constantly wearing a very uncomfortable chastity belt and a chrome anal plug. The belt allowed me to. It wasnice to see that my suggestion to her had paid off and it was good to seeher smiling. I would have to call her in the morning to see if shesnagged some unsuspecting boy. Something else I noticed was Tiffanywasn't anywhere to be seen. I guess her embarrassment was too much forher to take.My curfew was eleven o'clock since the dance ended at ten. We left a halfof an hour early so we could spend time alone, well if you call four ofus alone. Kurt and Melisa knew we couldn't go somewhere and. “What’s this?” I demanded and grabbed his huge cock through his trousers. “You’re supposed to be gay.”Pierre dragged me aside and pulled me closer to him. I could feel my naked breasts rubbing against his satin shirt. My nipples wanted to burst with arousal. I pushed my pelvis against his leg, leaving a wet slimy trail down his black trousers. My engorged pussy and tits sent sparks through my being that left me gasping.“Where else can a man like me touch and see so many beautiful naked women?”.