As I get closer to the carousel, I notice the people are frozen like mannequins. I desperately need help or he’ll catch me. I can’t see him behind...me yet, but I can feel that he’s getting closer. I’m standing among the crowd of people/mannequins screaming for help. ‘Someone please help me! Call 911! I’ve been running for my life and I think I lost my phone. PLEASE!!!’ No one answers me, blank stares are on the faces of everyone. A shadow flits by out of the corner of my eye and I turn and see. Charles was driving the car, controlling the steering wheel and his foot at the brakes. His eyes were focused on the road. He finally reached the driveway of his house. He parked the car at the driveway, getting off with the food he had bought. He then rang the door bell.DING DONGCharles waited until his mom opened the front door. Sara smiled at him. Sara ushered him to walk through the front doorway."Honey can you bring all this to the dining table. I will bring out the plates," Sara. Several other master's had been impressed as well. Almost a dozen of them had a slave bent over so they could fuck them, standing up. Several more than previously were getting their cocks or cunts serviced."Slave, here, position 1." I ordered.Marcia was unable to move with her usual alacrity, but she did manage to come to my side and kneel at my feet. She grabbed my leg in an attempt to establish some equilibrium. I rubbed her head."Master, that was incredible," Marcia said. "I've never felt. ”Thinking that we are safe from getting caught again, Michael and I go together to the school’s Math building and up to the third-floor student bathroom. We were going for round two and we both wanted it bad.We stupidly didn’t check the stalls as we were in a hurry to get naughty. Once we entered the bathroom, I dropped my school backpack on the floor and I quickly got on my knees. Michael quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. I immediately took Michael’s dick into my mouth and I.