” She slaps me again.“You’re being a bad girl. Do you want me to leave you in here blindfolded for another day?”I better play by this woman�...s game, she’s fucking crazy I think to myself.“I’m sorry Mistress Sienna.” I apologize.“Good girl. Now we are making some progress.” “Can you tell me what you plan on doing with me?” I ask.“You’ll see soon, it’s a lot more fun when you discover what this school has to offer.”“School? I don’t understand?”“Yes sweetie, you’re at a school. You were handpicked. Fuller had his back turned. Nobody was paying any attention to me.Slowly, I trailed my fingers up my inner thigh, and traced around my thong. (I was wearing a skirt that day; never knew it would come in handy). Mr. Fuller was now addressing the class, but was still not looking at me.I closed my eyes and imagined him pumping in and out of my pussy, slowly at first, but then gaining speed and intensity. I cautiously moved my thong to the side and began to circle around my clit. Opening my eyes. ”“Figures. That wasn’t in her file, but really clears up the Old MacDonald verses. Do you have any clue what to expect from her,” she asked.“Not a one. I never have. You probably want to get a good dictionary downloaded onto your phone. You will be learning a lot of new words. None of them will be curse words, at least I hope not. I can’t recall her cussing at anyone,” I said just before Paula weakly opened the door and pulled me in to dance to the song playing on the Therapists cell phone. “As. She pulled my head to her mouth and whispered in my ear. "My roommate Rachel, I know weird we both have the same name, likes to watch me fuck guys and masturbate. She is in that room, the one with the open door. She uses toys on herself and simulates everything that I do with the guys." I was a little freaked out, but also a little turned on. I asked if she would ever masturbate in front of us, and the answer was no, at least she never had before. At this point my cock was getting soft so.