But that had made sense. Plus, Mistress was there. That was the difference, that when I went upstairs with Sandy I was alone. Glad that I finally knew...I relaxed, felt myself drift off to sleep, but then another thought struck me. I needed to tell Ann. Now."Mistress?"She stirred slightly and I felt her lips brush my spine. "Yes, love?" I ... I need you at my side. Please. I want ... no, I need to know that you're with me. And what you want me to do needs to make sense. Then I'm sure I can do. Nottingham really has coke bottleglasses. She kind of stares at me for a minute and then puts two and twotogether and just returns to the lecture. I get to the end of the class,almost, when an assistant principal shows up and says I have to go theprincipal's office. I just sit in the outer waiting room. No one talksto me. Clearly I am in trouble, I suppose. I am missing math class,which was a practice test, for our final. I just read my assigned book,the Diary of Anne Frank. The last. “I know who you are” she said pointedly before turning and heading to the room’s private bar. She began making herself a cocktail, acting as if no further explanation was required on her part. Normally she would call on a servant, but she didn’t want to spoil the mood. This was the moment to establish a rapport with her new pet.“WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS?!? Why am I here? And wearing this... outfit???”“Calm yourself” she stated as she added crushed ice to her glass and mixed her drink. “Your friends. ‘Well lift him on me then,’ I instructed. Jim lifted the dogs front legs until it was positionedover me. I could feel its prick stiff against my arse.For the third time in two days I reached under my bodyto guide that canine cock into my well lubricated cunt.As the dog began its now familiar frenetic pounding ofmy cunt Karl’s cock stiffened again in my mouth. Thedogs cock Knot began to swell in the entrance of mycunt. Once again the dogs fucking was bringing me to anorgasm..