After one English lesson I found myself alone in my classroom. Alone, that is, except for one remaining girl, Wendy."I'm sorry, sir, I haven't finishe... my homework." There was an essay due on Romeo and Juliet. "I read it but it started to make me feel all strange between my legs. I couldn't concentrate on my homework, I had just had to give myself a good rubbing as soon as I got back to my bedroom." What would your mother say about that, I wonder?"."She would spank me, sir. She always does when. Good. She was wet. The bitch wanted to be raped. Well, he'd oblige her. He took out his prick and entered her easily."Let's see what you look like," said Norm and reached for the woman's sunglasses."Please don't. N-not that," she begged. "I've injured my eyes and I'm afraid it's not at all attractive." Norm hesitated. If the bitch's eyes really did look gross he'd probably lose his erection. The man decided it wasn't worth taking a chance. He'd fuck her without further ceremony. He had to get. I was very close to the problem.“Ashley, let me try saying this a different way. At times, David is not as careful in how he says something as he should be.” I considered what to tell her next. Should I confess my biggest secret that I was still as much a slave as she was? How I had carefully listened to what Master had said and understood what he really wanted? What he dared not say out loud? I continued, “Sometimes you need to to understand what he’s really asking for and achieve it in a way. Looking now at the inert figure of his daughter of his slumbering daughter, Joe attempted to wake her up. Gently nudging her on the shoulder, he murmured. "Lisa, dear, we're home." When she didn't respond, Joe got out of the car, and came around to her side. Opening the door, he carefully slid his arms under her, one behind the slender frame of her back, the other under her thighs. As gently as he could, he lifted her up and out of the car, through the opened garage door, and up the stairs to.