I flinched a little but he applied pressure on my back so I couldn’t stand up. “Shhhh… relax,”. His tone of voice was just so soft that I coul... do nothing but obey his order.He lifted my miniskirt up and gave my left ass cheek a light slap, then the right, all while still rubbing my pussy. I hate to admit that I was getting slightly turned on at this point. Next he hooked his fingers on the sides of my thong and pulled it down. The fact that he was my teacher didn’t even cross my mind. He was. Her master was quite pleased with her as she sat the remaining items down on her bed and placed her laptop by her pillow. It was time for her to begin her tasks. First she was to take the rubber band and snap it on her nipples 10 times each. She was whimpering by the end of it, her nipples so sore and painful. But that was only the beginning. Then she had to place one binder clip on each nipple, racking up the pain ten times. Her tits were in agony as the binder clips pinched her already pained. I wondered if shelived in domestic circumstances in which modesty was a luxury, not anecessity. A small, older house with several people living in eachroom... I did not like thinking of people living in such conditions,but I knew it was a reality among the poorer classes."I am going to show you a dress, Lisa, and I want you to tell me ifyou can mend it. Follow me."I led her upstairs from the drawing room to my boudoir and showed hermy gown. She took it to the window to see it in better. She was startled by the ceiling light turning on, forcing her to blink. She tipped her head and saw him standing by the door. He continued his lecture where he had left off. "So, Nora. When you gave yourself to me, it was without reservation and in totality, was it not?" "Yes, Sir." "Would you not agree that your sexual pleasure would be first on the list of things that are my responsibility?" "Yes, Sir." "Has my stewardship been in any way deficient or wanting?" "No, Sir." "Today's Tuesday..