Master has restrained my arms and legs tightly with His leather cuffs and locked me into a kneeling position. He has me positioned right behind the of...ice chair at the desk in His office; it's the kind that's open at the lower back, making it perfect for tonight's events.Master tells me he's had a busy and stressful week, and is looking forward to having a long, relaxing masturbation session. I'm very happy to hear Him tell me that, since it means He'll be allowing me the privilege of doing one. She was wearing white Keds. The way young women wear it nowadays: without the socks.I recognized her immediately. She usually sat in the front row of my lectures. She introduced herself as Debbie, and I asked what I could do for her. Debbie sat across the desk from me, and set her bag down on the floor and crossed her legs. Her leg bounced nervously. I tried to focus my thoughts on what she was saying rather than her foot. I struggled not to stare as she told me if there were a way to earn. I went to go finish my self off, but he did that weird thing where his light touch kept me from moving. He helped me up on my knees and I started to take off his jeans. His hard length was urging to be released. As I pulled his jeans and underwear off, his member flipped out in its full length. It was about eight inches long and two inches in girth. As I wrapped my mouth around him, he grabbed the back of my head and lead my mouth more and more on. I had was able to take down seven inches. It begs forgiveness!"He was standing over her. "Get that crotch opened up - NOW!" She put her hand down and pushed the zipper as far as she could reach then drew it up between her buttocks, exposing her cunt and anus as required. Without a word, he dropped the ankle cuffs on the carpet and snapped his fingers. Alexa obediently fettered her legs together and looked up. Her master was holding the wrist cuffs in front of her face. "Turn around and put your hands on your buttocks." She shuffled.