I had to wear a lab overcoat so no problems. Physics?" Just boring sort of magnetic stuff. Pretty easy really."They looked out over the school grounds...from the doorway and sighed. The weather, that was reasonably warm, had turned chilly and rain had started falling. "Weather's got grumpy," Sarah moaned and they watched a few students leap over forming puddles. The door opened and a chilly blast swept through the corridor causing them both to shudder. "This CLITORIS programme. Would be OK if we. “How does it feel when you must assault Pink on stage, humiliating her in front of all those people? How do you think I feel, when I am forced to punish any of you? Hurting those that don’t deserve it, that have done nothing against you.. it kills you.” He shook his head, glancing around at the group. The group fell silent, unsure how to reply. But they knew he was right. Fuck, or be fucked. Fuck and be fucked. The life of a slave consisted of only that, and the bonds between the slaves.“The. The bastard had not even cleaned up after fucking his slut. I looked up and he was looking down at me and I could tell he had not counted on me sucking him. He had planned on fucking me and then sticking it in my mouth to cum. He had to know that I tasted the pussy on his dick.I leaned back and looked up at him. “So was she any good today?”“What?” he said as his face turned red“Jack, I can taste the pussy on your cock. I know what pussy taste like. I just want to know was the woman you fucked. Mr. Spencer was waiting patiently. He stood up, shook Matt's hand and gave me a glare with a spark in his eyes. We sat as the waiter took our drink order. Matt and Mr. Spencer began chatting about me and my dancing last night. I began to blush, then Matt said that I fucked like I was dancing.I excused myself from the table. As I walked away Matt said for me not to be gone for too long. When I came back from the restroom, I came from behind Mr. Spencer and listened to him ask if my pussy.