She latches her thumbs on both sides of my hips, under the elastic of my panties, then slides them down from my waist. She pushes them to my knees, wh...re I then take over, kicking off my flip flops, and bringing one of my knees up to shimmy out of them. Once discarded, she pulls at my thighs. I bring both of my legs up until my feet rest flat against her cotton bedspread. She parts my “gem” with her tongue, since I was hairless, and timidly played within me. “FUCK”, I thought to myself. This. “I’m watching. If I don’t feel she’s been disciplined...”“She will be,” My mother said.I felt everyone’s eyes on me. It was strangely arousing like with the other lessons. My futa-cock twitched harder and harder. Monica and Araceli whispered to each other while Michelle watched with a guilty flush. Naked Krysten, her leash held in her hand, quivered in the back as she craned her head to see.Then my mom’s hand touched my arm.I gasped. An electric jolt shot through me. I caught her eyes, seeing. ”“I can't wait,” I grinned.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Yowlia – The Free City of HargoneI followed behind my master, Farson, lead by my chain connected to my collar, the only thing I wore. I smiled as the bare-chested, Halanian men watched me, thick scimitars hanging from the colorful slashes holding up their beige pantaloons. They were all guards for the merchant who lay beyond the screen of pink silk.My master, wearing the black armor of a Shizhuthian warleader, pushed aside the silk and. "Now."Larry didn't seem to notice. "Of course," he answered, sounding calmly unconcerned. He took his time doing so but finally clambered to his feet. Gallant gentleman that he was, he didn't even offer me his hand. Instead, his eyes quickly found the squatting silhouette of the Meditrine Clinic, and without another word or a glance back he took off at a brisk jog in its general direction.Fortunately, not everyone I met that day tried to slam me to the ground and hump my leg. (Not that I could.