I thought of justputting them in my pocket, and just letting her think I was wearingthem, but I didn't want to lie, so I put them on.I actually liked ...he way they felt, although it took a little gettingused to wearing them. The way they kept brushing against my cock wasturning me on. This was made worse when I kept getting text from Marciasaying stuff like"Are you hard in my panties?"I answered, "Yes" Do you like the way the feel?" Yes" I am so wet thinking about you in them, hurry home I am so. I was going to have to get to know her better in the box. I didn’t know much of what made her brain tick. It wasn’t like Xiomara or Pat. We sat through class and said bye before splitting for second period. I rushed to art class. I got there before Marin and looped the hallways a few times until she had arrived and chosen a seat.“Hey you,” I grinned as I flumped down next to her.“Am I going to have to separate you two again?” The teacher sighed. Knock knock on the door frame. We all turned and. Remember your name, yes? You are Mouse.”“I…am Mouse.”“Good. Now, you were good at pleasing me, but you will need to learn to be better. Next time I will teach you. You must take great pride and pleasure at worshiping your Mistress.” She looked down at me. “You want that, don’t you, my little playtoy?”I looked up at her with eager eyes, hoping to regain her favor. “Yes, Mistress, very much!”“Good girl. My good little playtoy, my Mouse.” And she started stroking my hair again. I sighed and was. As I arched my back and cried out with the sheer pleasure of the feeling, he ceased spanking me. "Slut, do you even know what a punishment is?" he asked. "You are enjoying your punishment for teasing a little too much, don't you agree" By now I was panting, I hadn't felt this turned on in years, "please fuck me, I really need your dick inside me, I really don't know if I can wait" , it was like I was possessed. As I begged, his cock somehow get even harder, though I didn't think.