In minutes Taylor stroked himself to climax. The force of it was surprising, as a white jet of cum shot from his cock onto his desk, messing the corne... of one of the papers he was grading. Shit! He quickly wiped the sticky semen from the page with his hand. This was the kind of shit that could end his career. He went to the kitchen and fetched some paper towels, vigorously wiping at the spot where his cum had landed. It wasn't really a large spot. Most of it had landed on the desk. Maybe the. I'am there anxiously waiting on the floor in my slave toga & leather collar, on my knees, with my ass in the air , & my head on the ground laying upon my crossed arms . I start to speak , he ends over , & slaps my ass hard , which makes me moan, & whimper with delight .My MASTER then tells me, "No talk just do your duty , & pleasure me ! " & slaps my ass again sharply , mmmmmmmmm it's now making my cock hard !! my MASTER goes, & sits down , as i follow him ,crawling toward HIM still on my arms. He said he couldn’t do that.”Duncan smiled grimly. “Okay, Campbell has a weapon against the school now, he told me. Well, let’s get Tom’s records out again in case they lost them, right? And then it’ll be time to meet Campbell.”A half-hour later they met Morrison in front of the school.“Glad you could handle this one, Campbell,” Duncan said while they shook hands. “Different from real estate, no?”Morrison nodded. “Indeed. But I’m on solid ground here. I worked as a Crown prosecutor earlier in. Just as I was fastening my bra, I heard the doorbell. Quickly throwing on a loose shit and jeans, I made sure no one could tell what I was wearing, and rushed to answer the door. I saw Bill, the confirmed bachelor from next door, smiling and holding a bottle of wine. I asked him in and he sat on the couch while I took the bottle, opened it and poured two glasses. Giving Bill his and sitting on the chair across from him I asked to what I owed the pleasure of his visit.At first he just smiled and.