“No, I won’t tell anyone, ever!” she promised“Very well then, we have a binding, unbreakable, agreement between us.” He held out his hand an... Tiffany’s small hand shook it. Her hand looked so small compared to his! She quickly grabbed her things and left. Mr. Stevens watched her go. “Cock-slut indeed!” he said aloud. As she walked quickly down the empty hallway to her next class, she saw Mr. Walker, the school janitor. ‘I wonder if he gets blue-balls too,’ she wondered. He was a nice man who. " She squirmed her buttocks down into the mattress, enjoying the licentious effect her actions were having on Jack, enjoying the teasing exhibition of her body and the secret satisfaction of the power she held over him.Jack didn't waste any more time but pulled at his clothes, not even bothering to get off the bed. It took only a moment for them to fall to the floor in a disorganized heap, and then he rolled to a kneeling position and looked down at her naked form. His thick blood-enriched. He came across and unlocked the front of the cage. His face was hard and uncaring as he explored her breasts with calloused fingers. Caitlin mewed in protest - nobody had ever fondled her so roughly! It only made the man laugh harshly and call something to his colleagues. There was a shouted reply but the only word she understood was "American". Something skidded across the steel floor and the man picked it up. It was like two tiny clamps attached to the ends of a short chain. The man started. “I don’t think I stuttered. I am not a very patient man.” Megan walked over to the door. He could see her hands shaking as she reached up and locked the door. Slowly, without turning around, she took her top off. “Now, turn around and come stand over here by the exam table.” As Megan walked over he admired her pale complexion with a smattering of freckles on her shoulders and upper chest. She was wearing a very plain white bra that did nothing for her. “Take off your bra.” This time Megan did.