We had completed the transfer of her funds back into a trading account that I would once again be managing for her. When I had turned the money over t... her, some months earlier, there was just a little bit less than twenty seven million dollars. When her funds were wired back to my bank for me to trade for her, all that remained was slightly more than sixteen million dollars.Her investment advisors in California had given her account disclosure paperwork and monthly performance reports. She. The forty-seven-year-old Head Mistress simply adjusted her position on the chair and opened her legs as far as her long skirt would allow before looking up at Reanne.“Right, young lady. Over my left knee, hands on the floor and legs slightly apart – feet on the floor!” She commanded and watched as the naughty Year Thirteen girl obeyed.Once Reanne Prochnow was lying over her knee, Amelia brought her right leg round and placed it on top of the girl’s legs, securing her in place. There would be no. I was peripherally aware that she was wearing a loose tank top, but what captured my interest was the shorts. They were white, very short and very tight with the crotch pulled into the crack of her ass and made still more taut by her exaggerated bending. Checking immediately for panty lines, I noted she was wearing high-cut panties.I grinned at Jean, giving her a subtle thumbs-up sign and whispered, "Boy, I'd love to sidle up behind her and grab her hips."She smiled and rolled her eyes as if to. He made sure we were never in any pain when he did this but at same time he is sick because he fed us out own body's to keep us alive. He said now that he has a dog he will buy extra food and we will no longer be eating human flesh again. Little did I know that he would feed us dog food. He even bought the crunchy kind so our teeth will stay clean. What a jerk but at least it was better that eating human. He would feed us celery and carrots now and then to satisfy our snacks. He milked my cock.