IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED? You naughty little bitch, you were probably late on purpose too.” He roared and continued his speech. "I think you've enjoy...d yourself so far, haven't you? I want you to beg me for the rest of your punishment."Standing in the Headmaster’s office, in my slutty red underwear, bound by my old school tie, cum still flaking off my face, being held up by my throat. I should have wanted to leave. Get as far away as possible from this man. All I could think about was his big. ” He asked me if I was already wet and my comeback to him was “what do you think?”I hung up the phone and out of a dark corner of the room a voice spoke to me. “So, just how wet are you?” I squinted to see who that was but couldn’t make out anything but a dark silhouette. Just then the man stood up and walked towards me. It was Martin the office manager. “So do you always listen in to private conversations Martin? I asked smirking with my fifth martini in hand. As he got closer he smiled and. The Director noticed and disembarked from the coach."Time to go Toni." He said gently. Antonia buried her face in my chest denying the moment. "Come along Toni. We must leave now." Reluctantly and with a final kiss she parted from me."I'll phone you as soon as I can." I nodded. To be honest this was hurting me as much as Antonia. She boarded the coach with Mr. Ballinger bringing up the rear like a shepherd dog rounding up the strays. The door closed and the coaches pulled away. The last I saw. This included a bra, thong, suspender belt and black seamed stockings all for £60; a weeks wage. As they were in short supply, Sandy took them from the display and asked if I would like to see them on a model before I made such a large purchase. Well as you can imagine my cock started twitching and I felt really hot as I mumbled my response, "Yes please." Sandy looked round for a suitable model to try on the outfit, someone a similar size to my wife whom she knew very well, but everyone seemed.