I take the letter from her hands and tell her to strip out of her school uniform for me.Being fully naked will help you to bare the dirty details whic... have crept into your mind.Yes, Sir! Jennifer takes off her tie and unbuttons her white shirt, showing her titties.Small and firm, she really didn't need a bra, as I'd informed her Head Master my decision.Jenny was the only girl in her class who enjoyed this freedom, which had lead her astray.Sometimes the guys at school might have noticed her. I have already laid out your outfit for tonight. You will wear all that I have chosen. You will be ready to be picked up at 9:30. I will not lower myself to pick you up. Your ride will be there promptly at 9:30 and you will go with them. You will follow all of their orders. I will see you at the club. Your Mistress"So, she had not forgotten her dominant side! I set the note down on the table and walked over to the bathroom. There was another garment bag laying across the. Some six thousand or so die-hard Klansmen held this part of the greater Winston-Salem metropolitan area, and they weren’t ready to give up the fight just yet. The upside of fighting the Klan, of course, was that these guys were too fucking stupid to remove their hoods yet. We could all see the hooded sons of bitches coming every single time.Even so, they were some dogged fighters, unyielding and eager to attack rather than defend constantly. This enemy didn’t retreat, but cost him more and more. I think you need to lube me up,” I wink, and she gets the message. She springs up and grabs my boxers, pulling them down and allowing my raging boner to be free. I’m a modest seven inches by two inches, and she looks at me in horror as it springs out in front of her. “It’s massive, that won’t…” she goes to say, and then her shocked expression turns into a burning, lustful desire and she takes me in her hand for the first time and I have to concentrate hard not to blow right there and then. She.