"Please, Master! I don't think I've ever been so horny. I need you in me sooo bad."Right there, I mounted my slave, driving my cock deep inside her ex...osed twat.She cried out, "Oh yes, Master! Fuck your slave. Make me come. I'll do anything for you, but just make me come!"She let out a bestial moan, as her whole body shook, and I came. For several minutes she didn't stop shaking. I'd never seen anyone come that long and hard.When she finally stopped, she was exhausted. Her body was soaked in. Olleda and Carletta alike now shot their eyes wide open in half deep fear and shaking all over in both the fear and lust of what their minds were being fed by him.Lust and Fear collided together within their minds as both cast their flown open eyes in disbelief as he had uncurled that stinger tail showing it to them both. The professor heeded nothing or saw anything but their fear and lust as he took perfect note of the "Masters" seeding appendage and himself thinking if this is a "stinger". It was really hard to leave it alone and feeling thelipstick or lip gloss on my mouth was the worst thing about it. I had tolotion myself up each night as well. Then came deportment, which washow to walk like a girl, carry myself like a girl and keep my legstogether when I sat down wearing a skirt.After that it got more interesting as I was taught how to play the pianoand other such skills that Rosemary had possessed. I was given her booksand diaries to read and pictures of her family and. Her eyes are closed. But she is envisioning what my swollen head looks like now – rubbing back and forth against her hard clit, between her lips, getting wet, throbbing in perfect time to the pulse I feel between her legs. That pulse is getting faster. She hears my breathing begin to match it: heavier, more urgent – in synch with her rocking. Locked in with my heart pounding. Picturing me sliding against her. Aching to bend and push me into her. Feeling and hearing the pounding in her head: red.