.. stammered she nodded, this is not true ... Oh, my God she gently approached the nose of my vulva offered and, opening his nostrils large, absorbed ...he peppermint odor emanated. She seemed to revel in, closing eyes for a moment to better savor. She then buried her nose firmly in my fleece streaming, rummaged for a moment at the entrance to my cave, then, almost abruptly closed his jaws on my vulva. There was like a very brief moment of confusion, then she began to chew my labia with. She said that she wanted me to make her think purer more spiritual thoughts, and asked that I shave and wax all my body hair. At first I objected, but she told me that she shaved and waxed down there to please me (and all the other men), so it was only fair that I should do the same. It was awkward and a bit painful, and made me embarrassed at the thought that others might see me naked, but I successfully removed all my body hair, making me look even more boyish and much younger than my. They rolled in a new torture device on wheels, to the corner of the room. It was a wooden X. it had straps to restrain a boy in place, so that he would be forced to stand spread-eagled. Miss Andrew’s brutal red high heels clacked on the tile floor. She enjoyed teasing the boy’s with her slutty teacher look. Her hair let down, glasses, button-up blouse and pantyhose. Only to then punish a boy for being a pervert. Or stomping the front row boy’s balls between her heel and his chair to quieten the. ‘Mama’s Boy.’ Very odd at the time, given that I never met my mother back then. I thought it was only Dad’s idea of a joke back then.“Now, however, I think that on some level, Dad knew that Mom loved me, just couldn’t live that life. I think that he knew, subconsciously that she’d be back in my life. She had pushed him to marry and get me a stepmom, after all, to look after me, even if not as perfectly as she hoped. Still, Tracy tried and that’s what Mom wanted,” I explained as I pumped harder.