But while putting on the uniform was easy, taking it off, especially with the someone watching her, was a much more difficult task.Standing before her... the headmaster smiled as he waited for her to start.“Skirts up now,” said the headmaster, “All the way.”Turning her head to the side, Sarah reached down to take hold of the edge of her skirt. The headmaster made no attempt to rush her as she lifted it up above her waist. Then, spreading her legs until they were shoulder width apart, she stood. The knock on the door interrupted us again. This time I was content, although there is a distinct difference between fingers and a cock. Unfortunately, I was not in the position to disapprove. Boris came in stating that the conference table was set-up. Once again, back across the house, I had to snicker to myself. This was getting to the point of becoming comical. This massive oak table dominated the room. There were ten solid oak chairs surrounding the immense table. I was hoping I was not. I said, “I’m sorry Mike, I am so sorry. You must hate me now and knowing that I have destroyed the love you felt for me is not something I can bare. I’ll pack my things and leave just please don’t tell me what you think of me. I beg you, please don’t. I can’t bare your scorn. Not now, not ever.” I got up to try to gather some clothing all the while willing myself not to burst into tears when Mike forcefully said, “Shut the fuck up and lay your slutty ass back down. Do you think I am letting you. . ," I started to say."When we are with Michelle you will address me as Mistress and Michelle as Ma'am, understand? And furthermore, it is not your job to think, merely to obey me. Now tell her."I nodded meekly. "Ma'am, I have a chastity belt under my panties." I blushed crimson as I said this and Michelle giggled at me."You are such a pathetic boyfriend, aren't you? I would have done the same thing if you were mine." She turned to Jennifer. "Good job, I hope training him goes well. I see he is.