. of course." So when she has made an error.. what should she do?"I tremble, skirts rustling, and closing my eyes I blurt out, "She shouldask to be di...ciplined so she may learn Mistress Thorne!" So... there's only one question isn't there? Why haven't you asked?" Shecontinues and her finger moves to the screw threat protruding from myarse, and she wiggles it around a little, "Well maid, I'm waiting..." Please Mistress Thorne, m.. may you and your guest d.. do me the honourof disciplining me a... He was charming, and could have had any girl he wanted, but again, he had turned themall down."No, no it isn't," Paul answered about the seat, quickly clearing his coat from the chair opposite him to make way for Joanna.She had been in hisHistory class, somewhere behind him.They did not usually speak to each other, but Joanna sat down and began chatting to him.Paul was not so nerdythat he was afraid to talk to women, and he talked happily with her."So," Joanna said after a while, "I was. I nodded. “Yeah, I… um… I …er… do it every day…” I managed to reply as I watched him rubbing his now erect cock. It was far bigger than anything that I’d seen – over eight inches long and very thick with veins standing out down the shaft. The shiny purple knob was enormous, silky smooth, a drop of pre-cum was already glistening on the top. I could feel my own cock growing to full length and the foreskin slowly sliding back as it stiffened and began to twitch.“You can play with it now if you. “He’s about to kill her.”“I see the door.” Spencer’s legs burn as he bolts for it.Without thought, he throws his body the last few feet into it. The door caves with the impact and he lands on his back, sliding forward, gun drawn, finger on the trigger. But the room is empty save for Sara and the video equipment.We’re too late,” he says almost in a whisper.“I know.” Roger says with anguish in his voice. “I didn’t hear gunshots. Where are you?”“The room is empty. Sara is already dead,” Spencer.