” My slut looks nervous. Just so you know my cock is 9 ½ and this dildo is twice as mine. “Now if you take all of this in your dirty pussy slu... you won’t get the crop.” “But… but… but mistress it is so big.” He puts his head down. “But I am here to please you. So if you want I will do it for you.” “That’s a good slut. Now you know not to talk back to me.” “Yes mistress.” I smile at him saying “Lift that ass up slut.” “Yes mistress.” Replies my slut lifting up his ass in the air for. With the orgasm past, she was able to think clearly enough to feel the complete humiliation of being half naked in her own office, licking and sucking her own juices from a sex toy. To an outside observer, she would have seemed like an enthusiastic participant, lapping at it as if it were her lover. Finally it was clean and pushed back inside her aching pussy. Minutes later, she stumbled back to her desk in short steps, unable to determine how she had ever gotten the skirt off in the first. A glass of wine may have helped. It was getting late and I asked about a lift back to my place. She said that she was going to Portobello market very early the next morning and asked me if I wanted to accompany her. She suggested that I could stay over and we could set off early. I agreed ... and ended up sharing her bed...Her name is Edith, I had been modelling for her and other students in life-drawing class for the whole term and then those couple of times at her place before that evening. Thump... I hear the door knob rattle with that thump ... What the fuck is she doing in there? I look around the room once more before remembering my bag is in the closet as well. I walk to the door and swiftly open it and look down. First thing I see is Belle ... She had scooted herself some to the door, and looks as though she’d been hitting the door with her head. Trying to picture it in my head seems to have been an interesting sight. Kind of wish I could have seen it! Glancing about quickly.