Maam is going to thoroughly enjoy punishing you. I licked my lips, enjoying the cool, metallic feel of my lip piercing, and smiled. I better not keep ...er waiting! 50 opened the door, ushering me in. Shes waiting in their bedroom. The suite was luxurious, and had several bedrooms, though only one was in use. Each of us sluts had our own suite, except Alison and Desiree who shared one. I strode across the room, putting on a suitably fearful expression. Mistress would love that. I knocked softly. So we set off to his home but first I changed into my Gurl things I kept in my book bag (already wearing blue lace panties, garter-belt with a full black slip under my boy things UGH). I had with me a short black pleated skirt, black lace bra (and falsies), red knit sweater, short “bob cut” wig and red sneakers. I put on some make up and off we went holding hand when no one was looking. Once there we started to make out him fondling me raising my skirt caressing me as I rubbing his cock. He led. I cried loud but medical guru told this is closed room and outsiders will not hear your voice because this was specially made for cruel punishments and he ordered Remya to take away my clothes and she take off my clothes every ones eyes was on my assets and the king touched my genitial area which is shaven and medical guru (above mg now on wards) asked me when my last menstruation occurredI answered him and told don’t kill me and he asked all boys and girls to become naked and king and mg also. I knew this voice and my breath caught. All I could do was look at him. “I’m sorry I’m late. There was a car accident on the freeway. Traffic just crawled.” As he spoke I took a good look at him. His body was lean and muscular. He wore dark slacks and a button up shirt with the top button undo, barely exposing his chest hair. Over his shirt he wore an opened blazer. Trent was just above average height, with a strong jaw and a nice head of dark straight hair. As my eyes trailed down his thick.