She told me all about her horses back home and her loveof riding, about having the world's largest Barbie collection containingjust about every limite... edition doll ever released, and about heraddiction to shoes."I'm afraid Imelda Marcos has nothing on me!" she giggled.She was utterly delightful and I found myself enjoying her companywithout most of my attention being focussed on how I was going to getinto her panties, which was a new experience for me. Of course, thisattitude was a bit harder. Me, well I was feeling real frisky and a bit on the devious side. I got it in my head that if she could persist in chasing me for sex, then I could take advantage of her horny erdges. Tonight I was going to poke her bum while she slept. I was going to leave her with a cummy surprise in her hinny. As we lay in bed that night, she scuermed in an innocent drunken stupor. I was already hard just thinking about what I was about to do. But first, just in case she woke and disapproved of my. But so long as he doesn't use his stop word, you can safely continue.", Carl told me and gave me a whip with a Leather tip. "What is your safety word, DJ?", Carl asked sternly. "Orange, Sir.", he answered. "Lick Master Robby's boots, boy!", he ordered. Dave crawled over to me and bent over to lick my work shoes. That looked pretty horny. And it gave me a strange sense of power, something that I had never felt before. "There is more Leather above there that needs cleaning, David!", I said and. "At the end of the hallway Roger punched in the security code and the locks came way and the door opend revealing a small antechamber with only spartan chairs but lead to a large luxurious office filled with rich comfortable looking furniture and a tall well built man in a suit sitting behind a large oak desk."Got one of the new full rides in"Roger announced to the man who stood up smiling broadly hand extended I am headmaster Bushman."Welcome I am glad to see you got my letter and applied"Lexi.