Johnson sat back down at his desk with that same expressionless look on his face. What the fuck??"I can't do this!" I whispered to her. "Not in front ...f him. Doesn't he care?"She pulled my face down and kissed me and grabbed my cock and squeezed through my pants. God, she was hot. I couldn't say no as this hot, hot woman had a hold of my cock. I blocked out Mr. Johnson, and pulled her in close and grabbed her round, firm ass. She unbuttoned my pants and I pulled them open. This time she sat me. She then led me into her dungeon where she commanded me to kneel before her. She then explained the rules that I would have to follow if I was to submit to her. She was firm and intimidating and I found myself drawn to her in a way I cannot describe. After a time She told me to follow her on my hands and knees. She led me into her dungeon and commanded me to climb up onto her bench lying on my stomach which she called her whipping and fucking bench. I trembled as I did what she said. She then. I couldn’t curse at the air hostess as she was looking beautiful as well. Both of us did not opt for food, she went to sleepy mode again. After few minutes, again her hand waa on my crotch.Now I sensed something deliberate and I made my hand(elbow) to touch her boobs. She was cooperating well. She was moving her boobs to give me more space. She turned her face towards my side. I can sense that she wasn’t sleepy.Think about this… a horny face, she pressing my crotch, me pressing her boobs, she. "You know what I love about you? Your compassion." I calls 'em as I sees 'em"I was about to say some sarcastic when I was interrupted. "You must be Robbie Tate." We all looked. The speaker was a guy my age that I didn't know."I'm Robbie," she admitted."I'm Cody. I'm new here." Cody ran his fingers through his hair and kind of flipped his head. To me, it seemed faked, but Robbie seemed to be checking him out. "I, uh, heard a lot about you, and just wanted to say that I think what you did was.