"I looked at it when I had finished, it looked no better than a toddlerwould have managed. She was smiling, that horrible evil smile of hers."Good gir..., now underneath, where it says subject," she said the wordslowly as if she was talking to a child. "Write My Punishment Book."I looked at her beseechingly. "Please," I whimpered."DO IT GIRL."I took all three lines to try and get the words written, it looked likea spider had crawled over the page."Good girl, you see you can do it if you try,. No head bobbing. Nothing. Just the hands. This might as well be a handjob.I caress her cheeks, scoop her long brown hair away from her face, gently hold her head in both hands, and slowly move her mouth up and down on my cock. After a few strokes, she gets the idea and starts doing it on her own, swirling her tongue as she does, then starts taking it deeper. She gags a few times, but looks up at me, smiling with my cock in her mouth, proud of her accomplishments so far.Suddenly she pulls her. You see the cum has stopped coming out.” I opened my eyes and looked down to see a pool of cum all over my garter belt and a puddle on myself as well. The nurse said, “now I’ll just clean out the delivery channels and you can go.” I said; “wow thank you! You have been so nice!” Then she grabs my rock hard cock with both hands and begins to stroke me. Working quickly she left one gloved hand clasped tight around my balls as the other gloved one probed my shaft and head repeatedly. She continues. She would lift her skirts or dress and pull her expected partner beneath if and give commentary on how well or poorly they were doing. She was searing a Blue Mini-skirt ensemble with white boots and stockings the night she allowed me into the "games". She stood in the middle of the room looking from person to person and settled on me. Pointing an arm at me "You, she said, knave, come before your Queen" I'd witnessed the game before "who me, m'Lady? I asked, yes Knave, come here and.