That is all. You are dismissed."As we shuffled out of the auditorium, I commented to Jenna, "Interesting mix of severity and mercy, don't you think?" ...ossing them out for a whole semester, but keeping the gawking eyes away. That's Principal Richter for you." I wonder how the OD cases are doing," said Anya."You guys noticed how Richter didn't say if anyone here was one of the seven?" added Natalie."That might be why we got cleared out, so that we can't see if anyone didn't make it back," I. . seven ... eight ... nine, I hung up the hotel phone wondering where my wife, Karen was. Today was our second wedding anniversary and I had been unable to reach her all day to wish her a happy anniversary and where to find a special hidden gift I got for her. Damn, I hated my asshole boss, George Miller for sending me to smooth over an account that someone else had screwed up. I begged him to send someone else since it was my anniversary in three days, but he said I was the only one he trusted. The sheer fact it was Sally, not Enid, and the way her vagina massaged me. I came, and it was a fountain.“Thank you, Master,” she breathed, falling forwards onto me.“No, thank you, my darling slave-wife.”There came a point where I could no longer stay in bed, however pleasant. The toilet, then the shower. Dressing, and making our way to the kitchen, to be greeted by Enid.“Master. Milady. The potatoes will be ready in just a few minutes.”“Well done, Slave Enid.” Sally praised her and turned to. I nodded and she kissed me again. Her tongue danced with mine and her finger dipped inside me. I shuddered under a wave of erotic pleasure that shot out through every vein in my body and it seemed to encourage her. “I’ve imagined you once,” she said and I blinked, shaking off the haze of sexual lust that was submerging me in its warm bliss. There was no pause to her finger plunging in and out of me. “Imagined me?” I asked through a moaning exhale and she nodded. Her finger twisted, curling up.