The entire time of their education, they are given instructions by a female authority figure, and expected to obey instructions.”“Now these female...teachers are trained by our organization to monitor boys for their propensity for servitude, and regular tests of their oral fixation needs are assessed.”A video played of a young schoolboy on all fours, acting as a footstool for a buxom, faceless teacher.After ending the video, Miss Garofalo started to get animated, “Now the part of the curriculum. She’d been gone almost three hours now. She must know that he’d be awake. He added, ‘the last time I was waiting by the door naked in a cock cage you were gone for a month.’ He starred at the text for another minute. Should he, shouldn’t he? Was that too pointed, too weak, not funny? Did it need saying? was keeping quiet a better bet? What if she was in an accident, what if the police read the message, standing over her body? Hell no. he deleted the last line.He typed ‘Sorry’ and hit send.. ”“Maybe I wanted that. In fact I know I did.”A moment passed. She let her hand fall and sighed, doing a happy little twist on one foot as she stared at me. “Still I do feel kinda bad. A dance is one thing. But I'm not trying to lead you on.”I looked down at the floor.“We did keep them on though, didn't we?” she said and when I looked up we giggled a little together.“Good thing we did. I might have passed out.”“Don't do that!” She laughed. “Oh God why do I feel like I'm sixteen?We laughed more,. She let out a loud moan as the first cock in years slid into her wet pussy.Tim was amazed just how tight and snug her slick cunt was, as he slid his hard cock in-and-out of it. He could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing his cock as she worked her hips, willingly fucking him. Amanda was loudly moaning from the immense pleasure she was getting from his hard cock driving in-and-out of her cunt, just like he had programmed her to do. She screamed out, wrapping her legs around Tim as she was having.