“Up,” said my Master, coldly. He was obviously veryangry with me. This was never good. He dragged me bythe dog collar around my neck from ...he small closetthat passed for my bedroom.“You will be punished,” he continued, “for yourbehavior last evening.” Last evening, I thought, whatcould I have possibly done to piss him off lastevening. “I have never been so embarrassed by a slaveof mine, and I will teach you, today, why I will neverbe embarrassed. I could feel her pussy lips clinging tight around my penis head, but I wanted more inside her, so I pushed some more and managed to put a few more inches until I felt her cherry, her hymen, she was mine, and no one could take that away from me at this very moment.She knew what I was going to do and tried desperately to get free, and moved even more, but that didn't help her since she was really wet, my dick just got pushed in a little deeper, grabbing her arms and placing them above her head, I. Everything was cotton or inexpensive blends and all white. Also, I had studied the undergarment sections of the Sears & Roebuck catalogues of the day because any stray Playboy magazines were scarce among my friend's Dads. But one lucky thing was our neighbors across the road. The lady of the house was a college professor in Home Economics. Their library had several illustrated textbooks concerning family planning. These books were richly illustrated with great drawings of the female body. “What, you don't remember?” My head ached as I thought back to the events of the day before... I woke up around eight in the morning and was immediately confused. What had woken me up? It was summer vacation, so I usually didn't awake until close to noon. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. Nothing seemed to be out of order. “OH, RYAN!” I heard suddenly, coming from the direction of my little brother's room. It was shrill, a girl's voice. Sighing, I pulled my covers off and prepared to dress..