I may or may not give it to you, however. You will have to convince me you truly need to. Understand?" "MASTER, PLEASE! I, I can't! I just can't!" s...e said, turning several shades of red as she looked at the cock vibrator in his hand. "Miss Bell, do you or do you not want to explore your submissive side?" "I do, Professor, but this..." "Then I suggest you do as I say, otherwise I may have to find another subject who is more willing. I can think of two other girls in your class right off. ”“Anyway no way now that’s a lie. Guys don’t dream of me.”“I know they do. I’m a guy. They don’t say anything….act all cool and everything…but trust me...they are soaking up your body with their eyes. Taking mental pics everytime you wear a short skirt to school, imagining what color panties you’re wearing, wishing they could cop a feel with you over a beer. Trust me it’s not just teachers with pervy thoughts haha.”“Dad! That’s more detail than I was looking for. But still find what you say. It’s impossible! It just can’t be done!” She whispered in animated tones to her sceptical companion. Clearly she thought herself unnoticed because she was usually a very polite girl.“What can’t be done Sandra?” Cassandra asked, the girl jerked upright, dildo in hand. For a moment she just stood there, eventually she said“I can’t fit this down my throat miss, it’s too big! You would need a neck like a giraffe to take it.” Cassandra considered the dildo, she wasn’t surprised. In her enthusiasm to. ’ ‘What’s the rush Bill?’ ‘Well, it may be presumptuous of me, but I made reservations. Would you like to go to dinner with me at…’ ‘Of course I will…,’ she paused as Bill waved a finger back and forth. ‘You didn’t let me finish. Would you like to go to dinner with me at Orlean Place?’ he asked. ‘How did you get reservations as such a short notice?’ ‘Well, actually I’ve had them for several days, except I had to reschedule.’ ‘When I kept putting you off?’ Bill shrugged, ‘They were very nice.