"Ma'am?" she asked."Yes, Miss Abernathy, what is it?" What did I do wrong? Why did I get a pink?" I'm sorry, dear, but you'll have to wait for Mr. Gru...er to tellyou that."Regina looked at the slip. Sure enough, it said (in neat publicschool handwriting): This Friday, at 9.00, report to Miss Lee, the company nurse, for preparation, and at 10.00 to Mr. Gruber for correction. Expect to miss lunch.Mr. Gruber was widely reported to be the most sadistic of the threeSpanker-Wankers, and every girl. My legs seemed to have lost all feeling as everything was centered on my cunt. Even though I was lying on my bed I felt as if I was sitting on this thing and was slowly sinking down on it as my legs hung uselessly. I pushed harder and harder until my clit started to be drawn inside of my cunt as the dildo slowly moved in. Finally no matter how hard I pushed it wouldn't go in any deeper. I had to have it inside of me. My cunt lips were stretched thin as my outer lips and clit were. Oh, my... It was baby formula! It did not taste like straight milk, which I have a high intolerance to. Rather it is tasty, a little bit sweet.But right now, in your lap, with the bottle nipple against my lips, I suck and suck until I empty the bottle. You lift me over your shoulder, which has a burp rag on it, and pat and rub my back until I relax and let out the required burp.You bring me back to your lap, and your fingers find their way in over my diaper to my cunt. You tell me you are only. "Okay, cut. Good take, k**s, take a five minute break!" Pete ordered.As everyone started walking toward the canteen, Jo approached Tim and grabbed his arm."Hey, what the hell are you trying to do, Tim? I don't go for that shit when we're working," Jo exclaimed quietly, but sternly."Well, if I got a chance to exercise my emotions off the set I wouldn't have to take advantage on the set," Tim smiled, slyly."Next time you pull that shit while we're filming I'll cause a scene in front of the whole.