Miss Summers glared at Miss Coe and demanded sternly, "Who asked you to cane April?"Miss Coe looked up in surprise and replied, "I thought you said la...t night that April would be coming to my Study for a caning?"Miss Summers retorted quickly, "I said no such thing. What I said was that April would be coming to your Study this morning and you were going to tell her that she was going to be made a Prefect."There was a sudden look of horror on Miss Coe’s face as she realised the mistake that she. I love the weight of him and the pressure, feeling my breasts squashed and flattened, my nipples burning. He looks me right in the eyes and says, “Here we go sweetheart,” as he makes a long, slow sliding thrust into me, tearing me and sending a shot of searing pain deep into my vagina. I let out a shriek as he rips me inside. He holds still for a couple of minutes as I recover, but now I am overcome with a strange wonderful new feeling of being filled with him. We are now as one being. My pain. Rubbing it as best I could in the three seconds allowed, I hoped for the best, stood up, collected myself, and walked off the bus. She started walking, then looked behind her to ensure I still followed her. I did, jogging, a bit, to catch up. A relatively short walk down a few paths, the end of which brought us to an apartment door. She reached into her purse, fished out the keys, and unlocked the door. Opening it, she indicated I should go first, so, I did. After walking through the door. Uh-oh, that meant that I had to move into a room at the library so that I would be available, even if I had gone to bed.After three weeks of this, I was bored right out of my skull. I was stuck in that damned office and not able to leave except to empty my bladder or bowel. Even my food was delivered to me so that I would be available if the queen wanted me. The problem was that I worked at most 30 minutes in a day, and the rest of the time found me sitting around waiting for the phone to.
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