“I- I mean, no Sir,” I stammered, dropping my gaze to the hideous pattern of the couch cushions. “Good girl.” Ah, my favorite phrase. That dam... spot in my panties got a little damper with those two simple words. He placed two fingers on the side of my jaw and let his lips touch mine very, very softly. I leaned into him and pressed my lips more firmly against his. In one swift motion he grabbed me by the jaw, and leaned back, a very familiar fire danced in his deep brown eyes as he stared down. I was a traveler passing through a province ruled by a queen and used to hate men. I committed a crime and was landed in prison. The prison had a different set of rules and different types of punishment.It was totally controlled by women. With pain and punishment, there is another angle to the story as well, which is a pleasure. So sit back and enjoy it and recommend reading the first 2 parts to get the full context. After that day, days passed on with the same type of routine.. Globs of my saliva came oozing out of the ‘O’ shaped gag and onto my breasts.Jeremy licked the saliva that was on my tits.“You know slut, you are the most gullible person I know. I had always wanted to make you my slave when I saw you in my first day of school. I can’t believe, that behind your stern and strict demeanour, you are actually such a stupid and trusting teacher, who can easily be manipulated into a sex slave. Now straddle me.”He pushed my legs apart and I slowly lowered my pussy. He started talking about the light bondage we had been doing on our last few get togethers and asked how I liked it? I told him I enjoyed it then he asked if I would be interested in doing more of that type of play. I told him that is something I have been thinking about. He smiled and asked if I could meet him tomorrow night – well of course.It took forever for the time for us to meet and when we did I was very interested in exploring this new adventure. Paul said lets go to this bar which.