At least while in class, the otherstudents would think he was a real girl rather than a sissy. He wasdismayed when he joined the other girls waiting ...or class to start. Theywere all girls from eight to ten years old. He stood out like a sorethumb when he joined the line standing at the barre. Making mattersworse, he was at the end of the line closest to the window lined front.With his height and being with such smaller girls, everyone walking pastwould be sure to notice and stare at. He did talk about growing up in Lake Lancer and being the quarterback on the high school football team. He mentioned how he had enjoyed fishing with his now deceased grandfather.When he mentioned fishing Steve said, “I have never really learned to fish and I am not sure I would enjoy doing it. I do have a pontoon boat and maybe this weekend you could show me how to fish.”Steve could see Doug’s eyes light up when he suggested that and Doug agreed to show Steve how to fish in Lake Lancer. Doug. Champagne gushed out, spilling onto the floor. The girl looked mortified and blushed. Madam Yvonne was furious!She excused her self to us and walked to the middle of the room. From her long black leather boot she drew a riding crop and slapped her boot with it and pointed the crop to the floor.Tears were already rolling down the girls face as she fell to her knees on the appointed spot. She stayed in an upright position but reached back, twisting her hands out so that her thumbs were on the. I said, “please Matt, not in the butt.” He said, “Sorry Lil Sis, I got to teach your butthole a lesson.” I said, “But why?” He responded, “I have to show you who is in charge here. You need to know how to obey me. Your going to be my little sex slave from now on, and you will do what I say, when I say it.” Before I could respond to that, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my butthole as he stuffed his huge cock all the way up inside it. I just yelled.It hurt something bad as he pushed it in as.