You might think my life was perfect and it would be apart from my sexual perversity, I am bi-sexual with a desire to be the submissive party in rough ...ay group sex. I am employed by a property consultancy to manage empty and derelict buildings. That was my reason for visiting the run down area of the town and led me to St Luke’s Church. I was surprised to see a church in an area that would not sustain a congregation and even more surprised to see the massive front doors open and light. He placed a big hand on my head smiling saying there's lot's of milk for you today start sucking bitch. I always wondered as I started working his monster just what it would take to satisfy him last time I milked three loads before he was content. He told me as he forced the big head in my mouth that he had saved it all for me as I ran my tongue around the big head he began to throb pulsing his load in my mouth. I managed to back off enough to swallow his milk milking every last drop from him. Many young tearaways, who thought they would have some fun at the expense of the new teacher, found themselves out in front of the whole class for six extremely hard strokes, the maximum penalty, across their hands on the very first day of term. Her reputation had spread like wildfire and by the end of the first term, very senior and far more experienced teachers were sending their errant pupils to her for a salutary lesson from Sherriff Cameron as she became known. Her ability to maintain. I tucked you up so you wouldn't spoil the lines of the clothes I'm going to have you try on. See how effective it is?"So saying, she kissed me while rubbing my front. While my emotions were aroused, absolutely nothing was evident in my now girlish loins. Giggling at my impotence, she sent me into Jo's room where all sorts of garments were spread out on the bed."We got rid your bump, now let's add a few that real girls have. I think I'11 corset you in rubber, just for the kinkiness of it." She.