"To people like you, blood is repulsive. That salty, iron taste. But to people like me ... well, I don't think "people" is the right word ... blood is...delicious. It's sweet as sugar, like tea almost."Turning back around, he threw the glass at the statue of Jesus at the back of the church and struck it in the face. Once he had had his fill, he stood back up and swung both of his arms. Obeying his will, the wires wrapped around Sister Olivia's body in the tortoiseshell formation."Watch out,. I got into fantasies, again from your stories, of disciplining Josh. It got me sexually excited. So, I made him break up with the girl and not go on dates. At first he was wildly mad. I told you he was a bit out of control anyway. So I took a belt to his ass. I actually handcuffed him to his bed for a couple of weekends. I made him piss and shit into a pan which I held. It totally turned me on. And the surprising thing is, it seemed to turn him on as well. He became docile and submissive. It. The actual taste was something of a relief, and even though it pained her to admit it Natalie actually found herself enjoying it as she took more and more of the dildo into her mouth, sucking on the toy cock with increasing confidence as she got used to the taste of her own ass. Thats it slut, taste your ass on my cock. Show me what a good little movie whore you can be. Mila encouraged gleefully as she stroked Natalies hair, Get that ass flavored cock as deep into your mouth as you can go.. Wagner’s eyes and could barely do any more than nod. Satisfied, she went back to her desk and sat down. I was amazed that with her gifts that she could even sit in a chair.There were only five minutes left in class but even then I couldn’t think or process anything. She wanted to see me? Why? Was I caught, did someone tell her about that time I moaned her name a week ago? Did she feel the same way? Did she want to tell me off right there? I was practically squirming in my seat, half in fear,.