Susan went back to her desk and sitting down the sleeve of her uniform pulled down the inkpot. A crash was heard and suddenly silence fell like a curt...in above us. Miss. Margaret stood up, “What was that!” Susan blushed and said, “It’s me, Miss Margaret. I crashed my inkpot.” Miss. Margaret was furious and ordered Susan to go to her desk. Susan was trembling. “Now you deserve a punishment for your clumsiness!” M. Margaret shouted to her. “Now I will administer you what you deserve, a loud. She may want someone with a big cock like yours, or someone who has the money to buy her stuff." It's not my job to buy stuff for my slave. When I do buy stuff for my slave, it's to please me, not her. Her job is to please me and her only joy comes from knowing that I'm happy and she is pleasing me."I saw Hannah start to work even harder at that comment. I said, "Hannah, do you want to have a master or dominant to help you and take care of your needs to serve?"She said, "Yes, sir. Yes, please.". “The only people you will be expected to fuck with, as you put it, are myself and him” Louise said pointing over at me.“He wont be using you very often as he has plenty to fuck each week, but you will be expected to pleasure me everyday, a few times a day at least, you see young lady i am bisexual, and i am always horny and very randy, i enjoy having someones head between my legs licking my pussy and fingering my clit, isn't that right Pops” She said looking over at me with a very excited look. I shouldn't have noticed that..."Check this out" It takes her about 15 seconds to pull up a site with a blue background covered in little pictures of questionable nature. "See all you do is click one of the pictures and the video plays!" She nearly exclaims.She clicks on a picture of a muscular tanned guy, slaps the spacebar and reclines back in the chair with arms folded. The muscular guy comes to life instantly. The camera pans down to display his impressive member hanging between his legs,.