Your sexual pleasures belong to me now. If it pleases me to have you cum, I will let you and if it pleases me to have you left in frustration, I will ...o that too. I am going to use you for a demonstration today at the school on obedience for slaves."He spread the fingers on both hands, pressed the tips together and put his index fingers to his lips in a thoughtful gesture. He looked at the slave who was desperately trying to hold her position for her Master's approval. "If you can continue to. And the added humiliation of walking around school that afternoon, everyone knowing that here was a sixth-former who'd been beaten up by a bunch of people barely into GCSEs, was horrible. I had to walk with a limp, which made me even funnier to look at.***I reach down beside the bath, groping around for the bag I'd brought in with me. I find it and raise it to my eyes.(somehow, dramatising the situation seems to make it easier; always imagine you're in a film, and the experience becomes less. The knickers held her smooth and taught, her wide hips speaking of her good c***d-bearing qualities, the full belly just lapping over the waistband, and the odd pubic hair peeping under the leg-bands. Her stocking-less legs thick and solid, with small ridges of fat on the inner thighs. To some she would have looked anything bar sexy, to wally she was Cleopatra, the Mona-Lisa and Venus all rolled into one, she was gran, his gran, and she was beautiful She faced him, “not a pretty sight is it,. It was difficult but necessary. He could make me do things and I knew I shouldn’t send him any more pictures of my red ass after spanking it for him. It didn’t matter as other men continued to message me on the board. Some were not worth replying to but others peaked my interest. I named my favorite “The Player”. He was different than Dom. He seemed to like me more. But he is so rational! So logical. His first few messages sounded a familiar tone: “All girls like to be told what to do..