He read through the letter in his hand one final time, before leaning forward, reaching for his black and gold Monte Cristo pen and signing his name i... a barely legible scrawl.He hadn’t enjoyed taking the decision to expel one of his brightest and most beautiful Year 9 pupils. But everyone knew of his strict policy against teenage pregnancies and it had been broken. He had ensured the story had been spread around the school that Molly’s father had recently come into money, and decided it would. This was entirely a one-way relationship, we never had sex, she never performed a sex act on me, never allowed to see her in a state of undress. We had gradually shifted from a conventional boyfriend/girlfriend relationship into a full Mistress/Slave relationship.I'd now be be doing her household chores, I was now her domestic slave to use and abuse, and I loved it. I love being her bitch obeying her every command. Then she said as we weren't in a sexual relationship I had no need for a dick. I give you simple instructions .... "Take off your clothes " you do so , willingly at that. You turn , seeing me approach out of the shadows wearing a black guinnee tee and black jeans, your naked feeling helpless , but your not scared you know it's ok , it's the rush of putting it in another'so will. With out saying a thing I take your hands and bind them in front of you with soft nylon bindings, then I lift you onto the bench and bind your feet at the ankles and knees. Laying you gently on. My cock punched into her deeper each time, cramping her as it was forced to accept my hard cock. Each stroke of my cock brought a fresh batch of pain to her ass. Her anus had long ago given up the fight.I leaned over her and started kissing her shoulder and the back of her neck. She couldn’t believe how good it felt to be fucked in the ass. As I kissed on her neck, I whispered in her ear, each time it will be easier and less painful. She could feel a tingle all the way from her ass to my cock.