" Interesting," you say."And that's not all. She has some kind of healing factor we cannot evenbegin to explain. She tried to commit suicide with a sh...rp edge of amirror, and the cut healed before she was finished making the stroke." Remarkable." And that's still not the weirdest thing. We ran her fingerprints when wefound her, and they came back as a man's." Oh? Whose, if I may ask," you say."Name was Alan Jenkins. According to our records, he was 35 years old,and the reason his prints where. Rule Number 5: Like, 'Chastity,' you will not 'cum' without mypermission. And that means you will read this story to the end, andeither comment in feedback sections (if available) or you will emailyour mistress ([email protected]) per her command. Int hisemail/comment/review you will tell your owner, your opinion of thestory, and how well you obeyed the rules. Then and only then, you maygo back to your favorite part of the story and cum. Those who respondas an obedient slave will. "Uh oh!" someone behind me said."That's enough, class!" Mrs. Hall said. At that moment the final bellrang.I did my best to pay attention during class but my mind kept driftingto Paul and his tasty cock, so close and yet so far away. When classwas finally over, Paul and I shared a look; I stood in front of Mrs.Hall's desk facing him as he walked out sideways, looking at me. Istood with my hip tilted to one side, my hand on it, pouting my lips athim, my eyes half-closed. I nearly laughed when. “You don’t look so good,” she said, bending down beside me. She pressed the back of her hand to my forehead. “You definitely have a fever, Celine. What happened?”“Fuck, I don’t even know.”“It stinks in here.”“I threw up.”“Celine, you gotta go see a doctor. You look like shit.”“Thanks.”“I’m serious, Celine. You have to go see Wes.”“He’s a surgeon, Beth. He has better things to do. Plus, he specializes in children. Last time I checked, I just turned twenty-nine.”“I’m getting Addie. She’ll know.