“…your poor cock looks so hard, I bet he must have left lots of sticky mess every night.”“Yes Princess. Thank you for understanding Princess.�...�“Understanding slave? I don’t think so… you are still going to be punished for it, don’t you worry. It’s just a question of how.”She looked over at the paddle on the bedside table, then back at me, and smiled.“Hmm, not this time,” she sighed. “But don’t worry, you’ll be punished.”“Thank you Princess.”She smiled again and stroked a little harder. I sighed. .."On your knees, Mandy."It was a nice feeling when I realized that he had used my name instead of just calling me 'cunt', as did many of the boys who I went down on. (On whom I went down, for you English teachers.) Mostly nice enough guys otherwise, I guess that calling a girl 'cunt' gave them some feeling of domination. I lot of the others said 'bitch, ' which was just as bad, or even 'cock sucker, ' but none of that mattered so long as I got to cum before the session was finished.With the. She pulled down the top exposing her large dangling breasts and long erect nipples. Easing her swimsuit further I soon had a view of her slightly rounded belly, followed by her thick black untrimmed pubic hair. I watched her gently drying between her legs before she pulled on her white panties. She then attended to her big tits carefully drying them before hiding them inside her vast white bra. She continued to dress and left oblivious of the fact she had been secretly observed for my sexual. From then on she lived with her parents. but she doesnt come to school in white saree or something like that. she comes to school just like other teachers, without a kumkum on forehead. but she wears all coloured sarees like others. We had our revision tests going on then.. I decided to bring the plan into action after i write my physics test. I had brought a tape and a chocolate from my home and took some chlorophyll soaked handkerchief which i got from chemistry lab convincing the chemistry.