Sometimes it was hard and sometimes it was flaccid. But mostly hard. One of the exercises that I started was presented to the class as a challenge. I ...ould take my flaccid cock out and then ask who would like to participate in a little contest to see who could get it hard the fastest only using their hands. This required some serious willpower on my part because normally, just the thought of exposing my penis to the class would cause it to get hard. So I had to really focus on keeping it soft.. "You see bitch, your sissy boyfriend is already my slave and do whatever I tell him. It so happened that I wanted to abuse and humiliate his girlfriend so I ordered him to arrange that for me. You see his sissy ass cares more for his Masters pleasure then his beloved girlfriends wishes, well being or boundaries." As realisation fills her mind her jaw drops and her eyes open wide realising it's for real and there's no way out of it."I see you realised already that there's no way you can get out. And abused, because there is some resentment at being forced into the leader position- but then, the weight of leadership forces good judgment, always someone watching, judging!If I was important enough to have the Fabulous Ms. Tiger trailing after me, I had better come up with some important reasons, some worthy goals. If no one else, I would know, and watch me, and judge. I didn't suspect the Fabulous Ms. Tiger would be very critical, as long as I showed cool moves, and cut down on the. Then she grabbed his strong thick leg with one hand and she put her other hand on his curvy masculine butt. Now, his thing was completely hard and they could pass to the next phase. She started to kiss his stomach with lust while stroking his butt and back and then she started to kiss his large chest. She was gently touching his muscular arms in the same time and she realized that yes she doesn't love him, she hates him but he is a need. She needs his power and he was sharing it with her. Then.