A breeze blows through again, giving them a small relief, the distant sound of a train whistle blows at the same time. Laynie wraps her legs around Mi...es for better support, his own hands gripping her hips, taking deep, long strokes up inside her. The curve of his shaft caresses her g-spot beautifully, sending her closer to orgasm.*Almost three weeks went by with no word. Laynie thought she was going to go insane. She texted him several times to apologize. She called, leaving angry voicemails.. Tap. Tap. Ms. Wey had a way of tapping on my desk to get my attention. “Perhaps, you can explain your favorite freedom,” she asked, looking straight at me. I heard a snicker come from behind me. Obviously I had been day dreaming and been caught. “Give me liberty or give me death,” I replied. which was followed by more snickers from my classmates. “How about if you stick around for some extra tutoring time?” Ms. Wrey remarked. Gladly. The buzzer sounded and Ms. Wrey asked me to stay for a moment. .it is far deeper than that. It's time. Like some cheesy romance novel I climb to my feet. The bed; Icheck the chocolate colored comforter tossed with a mix of peach, pale greenand golden silk pillows. Master always demanded I be a lady, be sophisticated,be the balance to the side he brings out in me. I've told him of this room,but he's never seen it since the re-decoration. Simple elegance was how I describedit to him, begging that it be a surprise for him when he arrived. The room is as. That is what this lesson was, reinforcement. Sue had me stand just out of King’s reach, only the bars of the kennel separating us. Then she ran him through a series of commands, insisting on his instant obedience, scolding him if he allowed my presence to distract him. All the time I could see his arousal ramping up, his frustration increasing, until finally Sue praised him, opened the door, yanked me inside and stepped out.King leapt up, licking my face even as he powered me down to the floor,.