One I believed would help him overcome his stereotypical male reputation and succumb to his real desire: to be a faggot. Again, I don't know how I kne..., but I was sure I was right. I finished by demanding, "Now put the wig on, Erica, and suck my cock."He looked so nervous, yet also excited, I assume, to finally do something he had craved for a long time. He put on the wig, his hands trembling slightly. I purred, "Good girl, Erica. When you have your wig on Eric ceases to exist and Erica, your. She said “I will do anything please don’t make me get fired” .I told her “if u follow the next 2 instructions carefully & obey my every command I will shut up but if u don’t then I will disgrace u for life. This was going on, on a Friday when the no. Of students was low and there would hardly be anyone on campus .She cried even bitterly when I told her this but I didn’t care. I commanded “first get my journal certified and 2nd get up & take off ur clothes now ” she was wearing a saree that day. His rock hard cock was filling me to the limit on each inward stroke, and my hungry ass was loving it. My moans and shrieks were constant now as master drove me even higher into the peaks of ecstasy, my body almost convulsing as I fought to hold back until he gave me permission to cum. I knew he enjoyed pushing me to my limits, and sometimes slightly beyond, and this was one of those times; he refusing me permission until I thought I would lose complete control of both mind and body.He was. After like 5 minutes she came out and behind her followed an imagine of her that's her k**. The k** started playing as she took out the cloths for washing. We started talking and one thing led to the other and here I am heading to the house and said by the way I wish I can get a hug. She giggled and bent to start her washing then she said go first shower and then I will give you. I got in the house and my cock was hard. I wrapped my self with a towel and as I stepped out of the house she was.