I showed it to him. To the window. To anyone who might be looking. Watching me. Watching me be a slutty brat. A naughty princess. Or just a litt...e slut.I heard his voice over the speaker, “Put it on.”The ballgag was a hard, red plastic. With a hand on each strap, I pulled it slowly to me. I licked it with my tiny, pink tongue. Then I kissed it. I opened wide. Felt it slide into my mouth, over my tongue, straps flowing to the corners of my small mouth. I clasped it, felt the. And Elliot was just part of my teachings, a fragment of life shattered by the loss of an ivory innocence, folded with all graceful curves of a budding rose, floating downstream on a river of blood that flowed from my body like so many crystalline tears. Until the river was swept into the ocean of all women who cry and bleed and live without ever knowing why or how, or for what the pain of their existence is all for. Watching myself grow rounder, fuller…feeling the life within me that brought. Let me talk about Elspeth." She took the girl's arm and gave it a congratulatory squeeze. Elspeth gave a gratified nod of acknowledgment."You know," said Laura reflectively, "colleagues often told me that one of the humbling things about teaching at a place like Cambridge is that, no matter how good you are, sooner or later you'll have a student cleverer than you. I always pretended to agree with them, but to tell the truth it was false modesty on my part because I didn't want to sound. Hesitating she reached out to touch me, then she pulled her hand away and said "you had better not tell anyone", suddenly she took hold of my cock in her hand and began to wank me, it did'nt feel wrong just slightly odd that this was the woman who brought me into the world and now here i was being touched intimately by her. Slowly she started wanking me, occasionally building up her speed before swapping hands and starting again, i asked in an awkward, nervous voice if i could touch her, she.