..My eyes opened – it was already morning. I smiled – what a wonderful dream it was! There was also a sweet smell in the air – I wonder where th...t came from. Now, wait a second...Why the fuck was my ceiling pink?I sat up instantly. I was in Evelyn’s room! Oh god! Had I done something last night?? I looked around, she was no where to be seen. It was then that my eyes rested on the full-length mirror on my right....Oh good god. Oh dear, dear god.I didn’t know how to digest this – how could this. "Put your rubber stockings and boots on, Darling. I'll be back in a minute, so get a move on." She walked shakily out of the room and, while I rolled on the stockings and laced up the high-heeled boots, I triumphantly thought over how quickly Vanya had fallen under my control. Now I knew how to do it - just become the active one! That way I could prevent her total domination whenever I needed to.Finished, I stood up and walked around, enjoying the way the boots made me wiggle my hips as I. Her breasts couldn't possibly be as nice as her cleavage suggested I used to think to comfort myself.Finally this waste of time they call class had come to an end. Before I could get up from my chair I could hear mis Erikson's stern voice telling me "Don't bother getting up young man." She looked at me from over her glasses. "I would like to have a word with you."I sighed and looked down at my bench. Through the corner of my I eye I watched her boobs swing and bounce when she walked over to me.. Lucy had nice hands and as I looked at them placed on her head I imagined that strapping her hands may be as satisfying as the strapping I was about to administer to her wonderful bottom. Standing behind her I ran my hand over the contours of her cheeks feeling the warmth of her spanking “How does your bottom feel now Lucy?” I enquired. “It’s sore Sir, but I’m ready for the strap when you are Sir,” I told her to stand in front of the desk and with the restriction of her lowered tights Lucy.