She leaned forward, giving my cheek a kiss, whispering in my ear, “we’ll work on endurance training all week, if you catch my drift.”“Better h...ld that towel in front of you”, she said as her hand brushed against my now hard cock, poking sideways almost out of my Speedo.Damn, I was horny now. Over my Aunt’s shoulder I saw an older woman approaching with an almost shit eating grin on her face. Crap, now I was getting embarrassed, she must have seen my dick getting hard and no place to hide. ? He burieshis face in the paper. She opens the workbook and takes outa pencil. She did have trouble with the assignment. She opens the workbook andbegins to work on the problems. As she struggles, she huffs and puffs, attemptingto gain his attention. However, he ignores her. This frustratesher even more. She wants his attention. Good or bad, that is what she craves.His attention. A hug, a kiss, a slap, his cock. It doesn't matter. His lack ofattention is the greatest punishment she can. She was very attractive."Hi CJ, I will be transforming you this evening," she said as we shook hands.She directed me to sit down at the makeup table. She pulled by hair back and pinned it up. She said that I would be wearing wigs for the shot. She then went to work on my face. She applied fake eyelashes to each of my eyes. I felt her apply heavy eyeliner and eyes shadow. She told me that for the shoot she needed to put the make-up on a lot heavier than normal as they were going for an extreme. Spinning her around, he administered three firm swats to her ass. "Have you forgotten the rules already?" No, Sir." She sobbed."Then try that comment again." He ordered.Melissa was a quick learner. "Sir, may I ask you a question?" That's much better, pet. Yes, you may." Jim smiled at her as she rubbed her ass."Sir, are you mad at me. You're taking me to the dungeon alone." No, I'm not mad at you. You are going to make a very good pet. I thought you might like a little privacy. Is there anything.