"Staring at her in disbelief, I said, "Please let me wear underwear."That's what my life had become. I was begging a former student to be able to wear...underwear. And she said no!Turning back to my bed, I looked at the clothing Heather had chosen. I hadn't worn the skirt in years. I should have given it to charity a long time ago -- I had outgrown it. I picked up the black skirt and held it against my body. It was much too short. I realized that if I wasn't very careful, someone would see my. I slowly began to unzip my coat, revealing the low cut which exposed about half of my breasts, and hugged my body in the way that only an absurdly expensive dress can.He cleared his throat and glanced back down at his notes. Sighing, I dramatically flopped down on the couch, accepting defeat. “So how are we today?” he said, finally holding eye contact with me.“Fan-fucking-tastic” “That’s terrific. Have you been sleeping better?”“You know what Dr. Moore.. I have. I’ve actually decided this is. “Why do you work so late if it risks you failing out of school. Wasn’t the point of working to get money so you can afford school?” Jenni asked attempting to tame her butt length fiery red hair in the wind. Unlike her roommate, Jenni had a larger than average ass. It was her pride and joy, she maintained it perfectly with squats lunches and everything else under the sun that kept it from turning into flab.“Yeah, yeah, I have been trying to get my shift changed all damn semester.” Samantha said. I buck about and cry out. She works my calves next, I can?t see but I hear the whisp of the cane before it lands each time, and groan as it does. I get the flogger between my legs next, the gentle slaps finding my pussy and lips, even my exposed anus gets some attention and I mewl and squirm, unable to go anywhere. She works my ass with it next, hard slaps that make my cheeks reverberate on the bed, then it?s back between my legs for some. Her fingers find their way to my.