If things couldn’t get any better, or any worse, somebody began using a feather, slightly touching his swollen nuggets. This ticklish feeling was ca...sing Justin’s body to buck in overdrive. Then it happened! A surge of electricity shot through his clamped nipples and exploded like a grenade all over his body. Justin tried to cry out, but his mouth was filled with man meat and his mind spun rapidly. With a tongue up his ass, mouth full of cock, a feather tickling his balls, Justin felt another. Won’t provide for you, won’t sleep with you, and won’t divorce you if you cheat. He might send you to Hell for it, though, if he was real. Luckily for you, he’s a myth. So, who’s the lucky fella?” Julian smirked as he found a leather strap used in the past by the sisters of the convent.“Douglas ... Fletcher,” Sister Janice admitted, “we’ve been ... intimate for decades now. He’s married, but his wife would never ... understand that kind of love that we have. He just needs this and so do. She could see the bulge in my pants every time. After three weeks of teasing, she asked me to accompany her for a walk after work. As we walked we discussed fetishes, mostly in the abstract. Then she asked me if I had any fetishes. I paused for a minute, then she answered for me. She said she knew about my foot fetish and asked me if I wanted to suck her toes. Instantly, I said, "Yes." We walked for a while to a secluded little park and sat on the grass. She placed a foot on my lap. I began to. "I'll always be a Domme - that's my nature. I only serve you like this because I have to." And you'd better not forget that," you hinted darkly as you began to tie her to the chair. "Now, onto why I came here..." You want me to speak up for you at... ouch... the meeting at the school tomorrow morning which will decide your future, or otherwise, at that establishment." This was a statement, not a question you realised as you tied off the last knot binding her firmly to the furniture."Of.