My eyes were wide with shock, then slowly closed as I kissed her back. "Oooh...that feels right" she cooed in my ear, falling into my arms as we kisse... harder. We helped each other get our hoodies off. She was wearing a Star Wars T-shirt underneath. "You dress just like me," I teased. She laughed in a cute way. "Shut up, you're going to ruin the moment!" Stephanie pinned me to the wall and reached underneath my shirt and started taking it off. I did the same to her, feeling her medium-sized but. My focus was fully on the rigid two inches of my mistress's penis and herballsack with all the circumference of a bottlecap. Her package waggedand shuddered almost untraceably to the subconscious thrusting of herhips. Like the rest of her body it was smooth and hairless, withoutwrinkle or blemish. Her penis and testicles were soft, supple, andirrationally feminine. They were male organs taken to an extreme andopposite end. They were as they were to reinforce a point: My mistresshad once been a. Hardman reached up and lightly touched the naked woman's cheek. His touch was surprisingly gentle. Freely his hand moved her neck and then lower to cup and caress her left breast.He lightly tweaked her nipple and watched the little nubbin tighten with arousal.He moved his hand lower, across her lower belly to cup the fleece covered mound of her cunt. His fingers spread the lips of her pussy and began to stroke her clitoris.He brazenly frigged her cunt until his fingers were covered with her. This was the most difficult class, Valerie had warned me, even worse than the afternoon sessions in rendering prolonged and humiliating sexual services. In this class, we were trained exactly as animals - with commands we could not understand, leashes, choke collars, and whips. We were being taught our new place in society, in which we no longer even counted as persons, but merely as a particularly attractive form of animal property. Each day the set of commands would change, although they.