“Let’s let your Cuck take care of clean-up,” I told her, loud enough so the Cuck could hear.Will was enjoying being “forced” to eat out his ...ell-fucked wife and didn’t seem repulsed by the thought of cleaning up my dick and balls. His fist was moving in a blur, pumping his impressive sized cock. After Suzie had another wild orgasm from riding his face, she fell forward and lay face down on the bed. Will climbed up between her legs, intent on fucking her.“Where the fuck do you think you’re. I walked to her desk and closed her laptop."What are you doing?" she asked, pissed off."It's time you learned who really runs the school," I answered, moving her laptop aside, pushing her chair back and sitting on top of her desk directly in front of her."You think it's you?" she taunted me, amused."No I don't," I answered, before adding a couple seconds later, "I know it's me." Get out of my office," she ordered.Ignoring her, I continued, "You think you have everyone snowed, but I've always. He didn't like that. That was why he preferred the big bull whip.It left deep, ugly scars that only surgery could correct, and nobody would waste that kind of money on these sluts. It was too bad that scarred whores were worth less, he thought. If he wanted to use one up with the bull whip he had to purchase her, and he had to conserve his funds for the jew-bitches.Still, he was pleased as well as angry. This slut was well trained. It screamed nicely when he beat it, and then orgasmed, leaving. She laughed and told me she had met a girl who did domination. The wifetilted her head and asked do you wanna? I said I will if you will. Shepicked up the phone and thus we were introduced to Mistress Marjorie. Wewere told to send her $500 and await instructions.One week later we got an E-mail.Day One: We were to go to CVS and purchase five bottles of Nair; go homeand both of us get hair less from the neck down. That in itself wasrather kinky as we lathered each other up and waited ten.