I swear to God, I almost did not recognize her!!!She had on a pair of shit kicking boots that zipped up the back and and went above the knee. We had b...ught them for a Halloween gag and she had worn them only once that I knew of. She had on a pair of black yoga pants that might as well not been there except them somehow made her look even more sexy. Whe had put on a small and I mean tiny white wife beater that stretched itself to its limits covering her 34 C tits. But the thing that floored me. Hickson whispered, “Looks like Emma canes very hard, eh?” Mr. Thornton said, “Ssshh,” just as Lucy looked around. Several minutes later, Emma returned and went and stood behind the two teachers. She could see they had both written over fifty lines so far. She looked at Lucy and asked, “Any talking, Lucy?” Lucy turned blushing and Mr. Hickson’s mouth dropped open. Surely not, he thought. Surely he won’t get told on. Lucy said, “Hickson made a comment after you left, Miss Emma.” Emma was annoyed.. I think back, how does the Master and other successful conquests get me all randy – I am starting to turn myself on never mind my victim. I begin with the neck and ear lobe nibbling, I get fully undressed and lay atop her as best as I can to impart my body warmth into her, I pull my spunk sodden scarf from my handbag and scrunch it into her nose, holding it there. Somebody says “That’s right suffocate the cock whore”. Victim looks at me weirdly and quizzically, I whisper in her ear. “We all. Both dogs are loved to death in there, and Olive the barmaid always fusses them and feeds them. I mused If she knew what they did she might not be as happy to bend in front of them like she does! Anyway I wandered the long way back, and as I returned I saw the Merc on its way up the lane. Sarah got out first and approached me, kissing me delicately on the cheek and curtsied saying “thank you Master for the fun last weekend and for arranging this one”. I asked if “she was sure in her mind she.