Two days ago (or was it three?) a girl woke up in a warehouse somewhere in summertime. She had no name. The girl found herself to be dressed in rather...an elegant (if somewhat grubby) black ballgown and a pair of uncomfortable stiletto-heeled shoes which were caked in thick dry mud. With the aid of a snapped metal coat-hanger, she was able to scrape most of the gunk off but that turned out to be a completely pointless exercise because, beneath the muck, the shoes were all scuffed to hell. I told the girls the free drinks were up, they protested loudly, rubbing my legs, pressing their breasts against my arm trying to get me to stay. I was ready for some anamilistic sex not some prick teasing by a few inexperienced tarts. I threw another $100 on the table & told the girls to treat themselves but took Lisa by the hand & told the girls Lisa would be back soon as she had to pay off the drinks tab for the 3 of them. They all looked worried, as they should have, but Lisa was to drunk. My distended clit was throbbing and my nipples begging to be touched. I looked around at my toys and picked up the nipple clamps. As I clamped them on I yelped at the slight sting and then moaned at the jolt of pleasure it provided. I tugged on them gently and almost came. Reaching for the vibrator, my hand stopped instead on the smallest butt plug. I have never had anything anally and was a little afraid, but that only served to heighten my arousal. I reached for the lube and coated the plug.. I was very dissatisfied and tried to talk to the teacher several times to change my work partner.The teacher didn’t accept it, even when I said that we didn’t get along. He believed that work would be a good way to bring us together.And incredible as it may seem, this is what happened, although not in the way he expected.The flashy, pretentious, and arrogant boy was completely different in his home. At school, he acted in a way, but at home, he looked like someone else.When I arrived at his.