Fuck this Ms. Mahoney, Fuck you and Fuck this school!” I said as I stormed out of the room. I flipped her “the bird” on my way out. I walked out...of the building and through the teacher’s parking lot. Ms. Mahoney didn’t know this, but I knew which car was hers. When I found the “bitchmobile,” I knelt down, unscrewed the cap on her tire stem, and took out all the air. I did this to the other three tires as well so filthy cunt had four flat tires. I knew she lived about 30 miles away and had to. "Yeah of course..."She could feel that her mind was being manipulated again, but she simplyshrugged it off. Everything was fine now.She gazed up at her neighbor as he bent down for a kiss, which her bodyautomatically met. The exchange distracted her from whatever she had beenthinking about before, and she turned to fully face him as he beganbuttoning up a familiar shirt.She recognized it as one of her own, causing a stirring of anger to risein her. For some reason she was suddenly accepting. He messaged me again; this was to be proof of my obedience. If I didn’t go through with it we were done and he wanted proof.Daddy had kept me from cumming for nearly three weeks at this point and I was so horny I was almost crazy and was finding it hard to concentrate on anything; all I could think of was cock and being fucked. Unbelievably I thought I’d try and go through with it. I’d go the food court; look for an older man who looked lonely. I’d strike up a conversation, try flirting a bit. They started texting and calling me the day after and wanted to meet up. Angela was going to go sight-seeing since she didn't get to go last night. I told her I was sore and wanted to stay in and that she could go out without me. I texted them back and said if they wanted to come to the hotel, they could. They said they'd go anywhere to get some of what Justin got. They said they'd be over after their shift around five. I asked them how many were coming over since I've never been with more.