I wanted to fuck you in the dorm, but...” I gritted my teeth and continued to fuck her. I could feel her pushing her ass back against me, trying to ...rive my cock further into her hole. It was amazing how honest people could become in this environment. Truth be told, I had also wanted fuck Yoko the moment I saw her inside the dorm, but of course one could not express such desires openly. In Dorm C, things were normal and conservative. But inside this library, in this secret corner in the. Your hand moves up to my back and you dig your nails in a little as I keep going. I hear another moan escape and I know that’s the time to continue with my plan. I stop with my hand at the base and move in, gently kissing the tip then wrapping my lips around the entire head, sucking gently and as I go down further and further I start to move my hand again along in rhythm with my mouth. I hear you softly moaning and I go full board, moving my mouth up and down, while twirling my tongue around. She looked at me with a smile that I had never seen before. It was some combination of a smirk and pity, though I wouldn't know until later why she might feel that way. Hank towered over me. He led me by the shoulder over to where Mildred sat. She took both my hands in hers, and said, "Tammy baby. You are so sweet, and we really love it when you come over. You are Hank's favorite playmate, did you know that?" I shook my head no, but I smiled shyly and looked up at Hank, glowing at the praise.. "A slave is a little different, not in what they do as such, but because they remain submissive to their Dominant, at home, at work, in every way, their Dominant has absolute power over every part of their lives. That does not mean the power is exercised, but it is there none the less." Reaching out I took my girl's hand in my own. "Understand?" Yes, Mistress." No questions ... Thoughts... ?" Yes, I understand the difference. What I don't understand is what I am. You, you call me slave, yet by.