In fact, she was holding a pair of Davy's underwear in her hands and sniffing them, having lost out to the temptation and not tossing them into the wa...hing machine minutes earlier.'Where is that boy?' she wondered, and then happily renewed her house work.4:15That boy was in the basement of an abandoned building, two miles from home. With him was Mrs. Bain's daughter, Marlene, and they were lying on an old mattress fucking up a storm. Davy was fucking her for the third time in an hour, and truth. “It’s a bit like Christmas, you pull one side open and I’ll do the other!” She said as we took hold of the lace ribbon holding her knickers together. A gentle tug and they parted to reveal a smoothly shaved pussy, pink lips already beaded with moisture and a hard little clit standing proud from its hood. Rose trailed an elegantly manicured finger along her slit before putting it into her mouth and sucking theatrically. “Can I have a taste?” Said a slow, deep voice. We looked up to find James. An unfamiliar black car pulled up by the building. A woman stepped out. She fumbled with her briefcase as she made her way to the entrance of the school. “Who’s that?” I asked no one in particular. “The new health teacher I’m guessing.” Nick answered. I had forgotten that our previous teacher had moved on to another school this year. This new health teacher looked unbelievably young. I estimated around twenty-three or so. Her long, straight blonde hair flowed freely behind her. Her face was. The Zeutchian then did something shocked me. He seized my collar and fumbled at the bolt that held it shut. He pried it off. I gaped as it came free and fell to the ground, lying at his feet. I'd been born a slave, collared as a kitten suckling at my mother's teat by her owner, then raised to be a pleasure slave for those who pleased my naga mistress.Why would he free me? Surly his naga mistress would reward him with me.Tears burned in my eyes. I stared up at him, not sure what to say.He.