“Karen. They stink, and Lena isn’t going anywhere looking like that. She can go around campus with panties and a bra made from duct tape, but not ...hose clothes or her hair like that. I’m going to work on that before we go to bed, but first, we need to get them in the shower before they all crash. After that, they can find anywhere in the room to sleep. You know I sleep naked, so I could care less about what they wear or don’t wear. They just aren’t going to stink,” I told her as I finished. "Thanks for posing for me!" Harold said warmly. "It's really nice of you to do that!" You're... uh... welcome," I said, a little confusedly. He opened the door for me, and then followed me inside."I'll be taking candid pictures of you between classes," he told me. "I'd really like to ask you to pose some more after school. Would you be willing to do that?"I blushed nervously. "Why don't you ask me later in the day, okay?" I hedged. I had no intention of posing any more, but didn't want to. . So fucking wet ... So fucking tight. Mmmm My cunt feels so good as I push My fingers into You Baby; I can feel the plug inside of Your ass ; I can feel the soft silky wetness of Your juices, I can fucking hear them as I explore You ... Fuck You are so wet. I want You to taste Yourself from My fingers; I want to push My dripping wet fingers into Your slutty little mouth and I want You to suck off every last drop. Open Your mouth for Me Princess and stick out Your tongue so I can slide My. " I'm sorry, Ms. Bendon." Try again."Anger and despair both flashed in Heather's eyes. "I'm sorry, Mistress." Better. No, that is not all I want of you. You -- and I am sure, your fellow Harbingers -- have information I want."The urge crept over Heather again. Her fingers massaged her clit with deep, firm strokes that stoked her pleasure in rising waves until she panted and writhed."I want you to tell me everything you know about Victor Mann."Heather opened her mouth to protest, but uttered a.