’ ‘I’m surprised to that. I would have thought a pretty girl like you would have all kinds of dates,’ the coach said. ‘Ah…I…I’m not al... that pretty,’ Dianna replied. ‘You certainly are,’ Miss Conklin said. ‘I think you’re one of the most attractive members of the squad.’ Hearing the words of praise from her coach gave Dianna a warm feeling. She liked the idea that Miss Conklin thought she was pretty, even though she knew she wasn’t as pretty as the coach was. Carol Conklin was gorgeous, blonde. She tries to remain calm. The words are almost robotic. Hollow. “I hope you don’t mind Daaa…. Philip; found a port on the modem in your office. I used my laptop.It had a tracking app linked to her phone and did a search while you were sleeping.. I think I need to talk to her. But I. We. Umm It didn’t work. She’s gone. I don’t know how to contact her if she got rid of that phone. I’m hoping it’s just off. Maybe she just taking a break.” Her voice quivers. But she manages to hold her. She had known immediately what she had done and her apologies had flowed freely. But with no seeming hesitation he had removed her from the bed and tossed her into the cage. Then the war of wills had transpired with her repeating her offense any time he wanted to ease up and let her out of the cage. He even earned the new name of Sir Prick! And while it couldn’t be allowed, it did make him laugh when he was away from her. After three days she had finally given up the fight. She had still been. His fingers slipped down and peeled her panties to the side. Gropping inside her panties, he found her clit. Slowly rubbing her in circles, she dripped on his fingers. He made his way to her clit, his mouth teasing and suckling it. She groaned and pushed her bare part closer to his hungry lips. He teased and tugged with his teeth and tongue. She gripped his hair as she came against his tongue. He came up to tower over her body, her wet panties clinging to her. She arched herself against him,.