"Be serious for a minute, kid. When did you and Tommy do it?" Stop calling me a kid, John. You're an hour older than me! And besides, I'm a woman now,... she said cheekily."When?" Last month." Well, then I've still got you beat. I did it with Annabeth Turnbull last year." What? No way. She's like four feet tall!" (It was closer to five, in truth). "She couldn't take a -- a cock like that! It's too long, and too thick, and --" she trailed off, and they stared at each other in silence for a moment,. Berry shut the door behind them and walked past her to stand beside Saunders on the other side of the table. This struck Angela as unusual. Normally, the canings were given by Director Barnes or one of the senior mistresses and there were only two adults present. Three seemed more intimidating and worrying.Angela looked at her toes and bit her lip as she waited for the ritual to begin. She was glad she'd had time to change into a clean pair of knickers and socks."Well, what have you to say for. " A chill ran down my spine and my dick stirred. "I'll be there next week, I have to make arrangements." For the life of me I don't know why I answered that way. I know that's not what I wanted to say, but it is what I said. A week later I show up at her door, my duffle loaded with my personal items and several changes of clothes. She greeted me in a long, sheer and dark chemise. I entered into her efficiency and into what was going to be the weirdest and worst year of my life. As I. She felt every last drop of it as it slid down her throat on its way to join the other loads in her belly.Relief washed over her as Harry finally pulled back and she was alone in the box, with no hands, no male organs. But relief only lasted a moment, then the magician’s voice caused her blood to freeze.“Give my regards to Frankie boy.”Shit! The bastard had known all along. She’d let these odious pricks have their way with her to save a mission that was compromised to begin with. She.