It was hot in the wardrobe and I was trying hard to hold my breath, or at least to breathe when they’re talking so I wouldn’t be heard. They were ...ot really paying much attention to anyone but themselves, though. The wardrobe door was open a crack. I could see the knife he was holding and I understood why she’d be scared of it.??What????In your mouth. Please. It’s just some cloth. Wad it up and push it in. It won’t hurt.? There was a pause. ?Go on, Becky.? ?He knew her name. Familiarity or. I could have rubbed myself through my soaked brief. But there was nothing stopping HIM from getting his release. First he started fucking my bondaged tits fiercely, only to tell me to lay down on my back a few seconds later. I was quick to remind him, that it was impossible with my hands cuffed behind me. As much as I liked to see him so turned on and inpatient that he couldn't settle for one pose and millions and millions of different ending was running through his mind, as he was ordering. Chandler anymore ammunition to use against us. I turned back to the front and tried to relax, slowly convincing myself that the vice-principle was playing mind games with us and that I wasn't going to succumb.The staccato clip-clip of her shoes striking the floor announced her return from wherever it was she'd been. She entered the room, paused briefly to close the door and then walked around in front of us before resting her derriere on the front of her desk.Without pausing she looked straight. Susie told me to undress and have a shower, and that she would be back in a few minutes.When I cam back Susie had lit some candles and there was soft music playing. She told me to lay face down on the bed. I did so and turned my head to watch her as she untied the sash of her kimono and let it drop to the floor. She was naked apart from a tiny black thong. She said "would you like me to take off my panties?" I was overcome with excitement and managed to stammer yes. She slid the panties.