Sandra was married ... to the same Frank Smith from high school. His mind whirred with intrigue and wonder; he always had imagined how he would get re...enge on the tormentors of his youth if he ever got the chance. As his mind wandered, the sound of footsteps into his office preceded a sweet sounding greeting "Brad! Oh my God! Small world, huh? How are you?" He looked over to see the lovely Sandra, hand extended, he shook her hand and snuck a peek at her cleavage. Her breasts were never the. I thrust forward so hard that I hit her pelvic bone with my own. I didn’t care anymore. I felt myself bottom out in her, the tip of my dick hitting firm tissue that wouldn’t give anymore. She only gasped. In pleasure.That only made me more angry.“Fuck you! Fuck…” and then I continued swearing words that didn’t go together or make sense. None of it made sense. None of it, except my hand at her throat. That made perfect sense.I felt her try to swallow. Actually felt her throat move beneath the. His hard cock bobbed in front of him - As did mine – I almost lost it and was about to ask him did he want a cock fight. “Stand facing the wall. Arms on the wall above your head and legs spread,” I said. I ran my gloved hands over his firm body. My finger followed his butt crack until it rested against his hole. “What do you want me to do to you?” I asked. “I want to fuck you,” he replied hoarsely. Whack “Wrong! What do you want me to do to you?” “Anything you wish, Mistress.” “Who does your. His classroomhad a zero-tolerance policy about bullying.The other students came in and they laughed and snickered as they walkedby Luke. Even with them knowing their teacher would not approve, it washard for Luke's fellow students to hold in the involuntary response. AsLuke spent his time in the classroom feeling small, Lori spent her timetelling tall tales about Luke. She talked about how Luke spun around inthe dress and pranced. That he insisted that they put a bow in his hairand call him.