Simmonds, exasperated, kept insistingthat she wanted to support me and that I was not being disciplined inany way, but when I persisted in my refusal ...o discuss the matter, shemore or less accused me of lying (which was, of course, quite true).She became quite angry with me, and her anger was transmitted to myother teachers, who became distant and disapproving of me - althoughquite what they disapproved of was not very clear. I became depressedand moody and my school work suffered.On a more. She has a private Throne room attached to her office. I go with her everytime. I thoroughly clean her pussy and ass with my tongue when she is done. Goddess also has a custom Throne there for this purpose. When she is having a bad day or is having a good day and wants to give me a treat is when she usually uses the latter Throne before my cleaning duty.Even though it's not very often that I am Goddess's toilet, I am always available for this purpose. But... I am always her toilet paper. Her. We need to get to the hospital!" a very upset Shannon told me.I rubbed my eyes to get the sleep out of them and was getting out of bed when Pat appeared in our bedroom."We're on the way to the hospital!" he told us, as he quickly looked around at what was going on. "You too?" he asked somewhat in shock."Yes," was all I had time to say before he vanished again, and I started pulling my clothes on. Clare had finished helping Gretchen change clothes as I completed dressing."Are we ready?" Clare. " Be my guest," he said. "It's been a long time since you've sucked me." Too long," she purred. "Sit down at your desk. I'll take good care of you." She winked.Ryan dropped into his padded chair. His eyes drifted to Tiffany's rolling hips. "I hope you're not going to keep your clothes on." Not at all," Tiffany sighed. This was exciting, wonderful. "I'm going to give you the best strip show, the best blowjob, and the best fuck of your life." Then," Ryan added, "I'll take you to dinner, and later.