...little did she know. Then she unexpectedly placed both her high heeled feet in my lap with a very drunken come hither look. Like I said.... I was h...rd and need to get off so what the heck. I started rubbing her stocking legs and worked my down to her heels. She laid back and closed her eyes. I don't know if she was reliving the earlier event or was in the present tense. All I know is I was getting harder by the second. Her breathing relaxed and I think she drifted off to sleep or just plain. Letting go to the pure need of knowing, my tongue gently strokes across your skin. Reveling in your scent I nibble and stroke overloading my senses. The smooth strokes of your fingers running through my hair, as you bring your lips to mine. Gently parting our lips meet, deepening our kiss. Stroking and petting until there is a deep dark need building. All that can be heard is the crackle of the fire as the heat explodes. Until a soft low moan escapes from the quiet of the room. I realize that. He looked to be in his late 20’s. ?What’s your name slut,? the man in black shouted at her.?Patricia,? she answered.?Well Patricia, say goodbye to your old life, and hello to your new one.? The man said to her. ?My name is Shawn, and I will be overseeing your discipline during your stay. You will address me and any guard at all times as Master or Sir. You are not to speak unless spoken to. Is that understood?? Shawn asked her.Patricia stared at him in shock and fear. She couldn’t. " She pointed down at the hard dick poking through the pants. Mr Farlane looked down and took another step back. "That is none of your concern." "Well it is when I'm the one who caused it." "And how are you so sure that you're the one who caused it?" "Come on you were checking me out and all the sudden there's a tent big enough for a family forming in your pants. I know you're big Mr Farlane and I know that you've at least thought about it. What male teacher doesn't dream about some slutty.