I practically had to smack the cunt off my dick. “What the fuck are you doing, cunt? I just wanted to use your mouth to piss in. Did I say anything ...bout swallowing my cock? No! Did you hear what I wanted for dinner?” “Not exactly, Sir.” “DAMN IT, STEPHANIE!” I said in rage and then calmed myself. “Sit down, Sweetie. I think we need to talk.” I joined my little girl on the couch. I had momentarily contemplated a good thrashing in the playroom, but we needed to talk this out. I put my arm. Well, Miss Stevens’ approach was certainly different! How should I answer? What did she want me to say? What did I want to say?‘Um, well in the note from the Headmistress…’‘No! Forget the letter, Mrs Lonsdale! I want you to tell me what you want. That way I’ll have a better idea of how to most effectively deal with you!’She looked me in the eye. I could feel a now-familiar flutter in my tummy.‘So, I’ll ask again. Do you want me to punish you?’Oh, this young girl was clever – she wanted me to. I don’t even know his name. He knows my name now, because he bought my ticket.After my bath, I put on a black bra, lacy black panties, and thigh high stocking top stockings and a black garter belt. I looked into the mirror and admired myself. I also put on my black heels that I had brought with me. I had arranged my hair and made sure my face had on my make-up. I looked great.I just waiting for my friend to come to my room. At the stroke of five o’clock, somebody knocked on my door. I was an. I hear a commotion to the left of me and I roll my head to look over. There are two guys sitting nearby watching what’s happening in my seat, their jaws slack. I try in vain to push your head away; to get your attention that you need to stop, but you ignore me and continue to feast. The more you feast the hotter I get and the more into it and soon I do not care that I’m in a movie theater getting eaten out while two guys watch. My hands go to the back of your head and lace in your thick.