Now I'm here. It's not fair. I've played by the rules. I didn't doanything wrong. Why can't they stop cheating? Let me win The Games fairand square. I...ve been ready for this my entire life. I'm more man thananyone here. I will prove it. Even though I'm tied down and all ready forsome sissy to jack me off and cum me out, I will still win this fuckinggame and walk out of this house with cock and balls intact.I'm pissed is what I am. Good and pissed. I pull against the straps, pullhard, until my. I had to walk a half-circle around the professor, who was still watching me, and felt her eyes like little pinpricks on my skin. Finally, I sat down in the chair at the end of the row farthest from the door, and right at that moment the other two teachers entered the classroom and took their seats in the middle of the row with Professor Morgan between them. One of them, Miss Eldridge, could hardly be in her thirties and looked more like a student than a teacher in her designer jeans and. “I see you have been in my bedroom” she said, nodding her head towards the incriminating black underwear. “Do you like the smell of mummy’s dirty knickers?”David nodded his head, unable to speak, and turning a bright scarlet, scared of his mother’s reaction, why had she come home early ?, he felt guilty at being caught sniffing those panties and naked with a hard on that was dribbling pre cum.Her eyes drifted down to his young hard cock, already; at the tender age of 13 his cock was thicker. And you must use the string in my kit that's soaking in oil. It will dissolve in my body. But first take the blue bottle and pour a small amount in your hand. A little more. Good. Rub that on one half of the muscle and the same amount on the other half. It will make the muscle relax so that you can pull it together." Oh Gods that hurts!" he gasped out as she finished. "Ok. Now run off to the river and get lots of water. I'll guard the tent while you're gone," he smiled at his own poor joke..