My biggest fantasy was about to come true.I piled into Miss Greenway's pussy with all the grace of a horny fifteen-year old. I was just so eager for t...is; I forgot any technique I knew. I just pounded my dick into her pussy. I wasn't going to last long like this, despite the blowjob not so long ago. She shuddered, and I came. We both sort of fell over in slow motion, in opposite directions, so I didn't fall on her. She was lying there twitching, with my cum leaking out of her pussy. Man, that. Taking care not to stumble I my heels I did, she gave me a little wolf whistle. I could feel my thong bulging and I think she had noticed it too. I sat next to her on the couch, my dress riding up to reveal my stocking tops. She place her hand on my thigh and began to stroke my stocking clad leg. The feeling was amazing, her soft touch made my skin tingle and the bulge in my thong twitch. She gave a little giggle. I could see she was getting excited too. She continued to stroke my thighs, going. My Dad hadn’t given me anything complicated to do to train them that first day. He hadn’t taught me anything yet. The first things the girls did was gather up the laundry and start vacuuming the house.My mom frequently gave me suggestions on how to make mundane tasks take longer. As an example, I had handcuffed them wrist to wrist with their nipples touching while they did laundry and did the dishes by hand. My mother was the one who told me the position to put them in. I definitely liked the. "Hi I'm Sarah Por..." SILENCE."Sarah was stunned. The sheer volume and violence of the word startled her and she took a step backwards, instinctively looking towards the door. "Pick up those bags, walk to the door and place them neatly to one side against the wall, then come back and stand there," the headmistress said, indicating a spot in front of her desk, her eyes never leaving those of the frightened young girl. Sarah picked up her bags and walked them meekly to the door. Five minutes in.