’ There was no smudge on his face to clean up. However there was also no mirror that could accuse me of being a liar. ‘Wait.’ I said when he ...as walking out of the classroom, there’s paint still. I pushed the cloth into his face, covering his nose and his mouth, pretending to brush off a little paint splatter on his cheek. Again he started coughing. ‘It’s okay.’ He tried to push the cloth away. ‘I’ll take a shower when I get home.’ ‘Don’t worry. It’s no trouble.’ I said while trying to. Not too much, there is just a little bit of a sting to it. The girl's hands are working and massaging their way down my legs now and after a while they wander up again, higher and higher, until they reach my pussy and part the lips.A high pitched yelp escapes my lips as fingers slide inside me and the whip or whatever it is hits my breasts with more force. I'm caught between the pleasure of being touched by someone who knows exactly how to touch a woman and read her reactions and the pain. “Come Jane,” the mistress coaxed. She sat me up, half-dazed as I was, and poured more scalding brandy down my parched throat. It instantly revived me and I looked down at the thick cream, streaked with red, that leaked onto the towel between my legs. Ravished was the word., after all?”“Yes, sir”“Well, Jane Eyre,” the man mocked as I rose unsteadily, “did you feel something after all?” “”Yes,sir.” “Come, you’re a passionate c***d and we’ve only just begun. I’m going to take ye dog wise, from the. Well its easy i didnt even hear the question so my answer was a precocious : whaat?As i expected it wasnt enough , the fact that i got a bad grade didnt really bug me but i realized if i stay this wont be the only bad grade i get that day , so i cut my losses and went home.I got home early , what to do... well i took out a couple of porn magazines yes those actually exist , well at least they existed in 1998 :)I was uber turned on , i couldnt really tell why but i was . Was flipping through the.