"PLEASE MISTRESS PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE COME AND RELEASE ME FROM THIS HELL! I NEED YOU! I WANT YOU! I LOVE YOU!" I wait, for that is what she has allo...ed me to do. Many hours later I hear the sound of footsteps. My excitement is uncontrollable. My consciousness has, over the hours, spiraled down to only the basest of instincts. I am now at the same level as a dog, a bitch, when her owners come home after an extended time away. My excitement at hearing the benign sounds of footsteps is something. Something was coming through, something demonic and full of lascivious hunger.George knew then he was in trouble."Mmm," Nicole murmured.She relaxed and sank down on George, letting his trapped erection be drawn up deeper into the smothering flesh of her vagina. The muscular walls undulated and sucked, sending another blast of ecstasy rushing through George's body.He didn't know if this had been Nicole's intention from the start or whether something had gone wrong, but instinctively he knew he. I approached the bar and ordered drink, then scanned the bar to see if Linda had already arrived. The bar was packed this night and I didn’t see her anywhere. There was a blonde woman at the end of the bar with her back to me and, when she turned I realized the woman was none other than Linda. My lifelong brunette wife had her dyed blonde for the occasion. She was dressed in a low cut, high on the thigh black dress that emphasized her ample breasts. She looked sexy as hell. I watched her from a. For God’s sake, Miss. Stop!” the Sixth form girl began to plead.Mrs. Halliday simply smiled at Miss Whitley and took aim once more.“Not a chance, Rebecca. You deserve every single smack I’m giving you for doing such a disgusting thing.” She raised the plimsoll and brought it down against the girl’s bottom once again.“Whack!”“Please, Miss Halliday!” Becky began to struggle to stay in position over the desk.“Quiet!” The Head of PE snapped, bringing down her next swipe with the plimsoll hard.