And she pinched my nipple. DAMN. Have to concentrate. Don't look at her tits, just inches away from my shoulder.When class started, I forced myself to...pay attention. It was about the 'feel good' Eisenhower years. Wonder if I'm ever gonna feel good again. I looked down at Mr. Meat. He was all red and he stayed hard through class.Becky showed up after class, as usual. "Ryan! You did it!!" And she jumped at me, threw her arms around me and gave me a big kiss. This had the unfortunate effect of. Take the toy to your bedroom. Release the tension, and we are good,” I offered her support.Kate picked up the toy. She looked at the tip covered in a condom lubricated in her own fluids. She looked at me, but couldn’t keep it together. Perhaps it is a little bigger than she is used to?“Kate, what is it? Be honest,” I queried.“Can you…, I mean…, would you mind?” social protocol was cramping her style from asking for assistance.“You would like me to insert it the toy for you?” I asked her. But wait! maybe there's that knight in shining armor not laughing, maybe ill make a friend. i look up quickly, scanning the classroom, none. my face goes back down."now now" the teacher interrupts, "quiet down, that's rude!"after the class quiets she speaks again,"Luke, detention, now!"A boy in the back of the classroom stands up as i look to see who made me die inside,He was actually pretty cute. tall like me, i might have been a bit taller, better build, dirty blond hair and green eyes.. "The voice that commandsyou won't always be a man's." Lilianne tapped him on the shoulderwith the switch twice and he twisted up onto his knees, his handstied together at his collar. Another couple of taps on his thighsand he spread his legs further open, trying not to dislodge thediaphanous white silk Armand had positioned between his legsearlier -- slave girls wore clothing only rarely but they wereexpected to be able to perform naked or otherwise.He had been getting striped less and less as.