"Heather's blood ran cold, and she gave Ms. Bendon a stricken look."I know a little something about her you don't. Something Victor and his cohorts di... to her. Something that could let me enslave her given enough time."Heather's lower lip trembled. Her eyes blazed. "Y-you're lying. You're lying! You have to be!" Do you want to take that chance?"Heather said nothing. She could only stare and tremble in fear and rage."Perhaps I will arrange a demonstration," said Ms. Bendon. "Or perhaps you will. She crawls on the bed on top of Marcus and resumes kissing him. She is grinding her hips against him, rubbing her pussy lips on his cock. Quinn reaches down, grasping his cock again. She guides to the entrance of her pussy and slowly slides down the length of the shaft. Quinn lets out of gasp and shudders a little as she impales herself on Marcus' cock. She slowly rides his dick as she adjusts to the size of it. Marcus is lying back with a stunned look on his face.When he walked into the dance,. Out of nowhere, I was jolted out of this stupor by my wife climbing on my lap straddling me. We began to make out in this low chair. Her mouth was so warm, and I could tell she was more turned on than I have ever saw her. We kept deeply make out, sharing juices when suddenly, I felt him on his knees behind her. I paid no attention to him and just enjoyed her warm kiss. He was moving around seeming to adjust himself, but I paid him no mind. Then I felt her body tense, she stopped kissing me and. Funny I thought momentarily how we always called this teacher Miss Jones. She was much older than everyone else and it was a sign of respect, but on the other hand she was known to be one of the hardest spankers on the staff. When new teachers started, like me, it was Miss Jones who showed the rest of us how to spank properly and she was so feared by the students, and that might be the reason for the very sorrowful look Emma had on her face when I first walked in. Certainly the first few spanks.