"They were starting to cut off the blood to my hands." I said, Abbie looked at me with that bottom lip all puffed out "aw poor baby" she said. "Your j...st to cute ain't cha" I said in a playful voice "I try" she said with her bag in hand she went back to her room. As ken told me he was heading home I told him I will see you at the game . I'll be their pretty boy he called me cuz Thats the nick name my coach gave me my first year playing cuz I was trying to get with some of the older cheerleaders. He was gone. Back in her chamber, Elsabeth’s mind returned again and again to the young man in the library, despite her efforts to turn her thoughts elsewhere. She lay on the bed and attempted to rest in preparation for the festivities ahead, but the scene replayed over and over behind her closed eyes. Finally she gave up, rising to prepare for the banquet. Soon her mother would appear, haranguing her to quicken her preparations. Elsabeth stripped out of her surcoat and underdress, pulling out. I push her back and expose her pussy licking it, it tastes so good, and she is brought closer to the edge of cumming. She is close, so close and losing control has set back in. I have my slave Abby who has been waiting patiently to come kiss Trish, as they kiss I continue to lick and suck on her clit and slide a finger into her tight wet pussy. as I do this I can hear my girls kissing and as they are getting excited, wet together and ready to serve me. Since I know this is a first time. You’re just whores, the lot of you. I don’t even know why we bother giving you an education. We might just as well wait until you’re of age and turn you out onto the streets to make a living by turning tricks!”“Yes, ma’am!” the girl said.Lady Hilda pulled the garment up, now fully exposing the girl’s breasts. Her fingers snatched at the girl’s nipples, pulling on them. The girl gasped. “You could make a good living from it,” Lady Hilda decided. “Selling your cunt and your dirty, greedy.