..”She kissed him again, somehow harder, their fingers roaming over one another’s bodies.“On ...” Thrust. “...my knees?” she panted.“Yes...” he answered, plucking her nipple with his mouth as her body lunged against him.She pressed her lips to his ear. She felt so damned sexy. Sexier than she had ever allowed herself to feel or be before. “You want me like that?” she panted in his ear. “On my knees?” Her pussy throbbed on his cock just from her asking.In response, Paul lifted her off of him, with. "Righto ladies. Ya gotta do a full round of the oval. No trippin others, no bad language, no spittin, no elbows. Good luck to aller yez."The starter paused, full of his own importance and the weight of the moment, then took his hat off, and flung it into the dust.The ladies took off to the voice of a local farmer at the loudspeaker."Well they're off, and a lotta nice lookin heifers makin a great field today folks. See that one in the pink cap? She's the local lass, a fine strong girl that.. ??????????? ??????????? I am not permitted to masturbate ororgasm from now.??????????? If I have sex, it must be vanilla andrule 1 must be obeyed.??????????? I must place bands on my nipples eachnight, removing them only to shower, where I am to twirl and stimulate mynipples before re-banding them. ??????????? During the day I am to tweak andstimulate my nipples approx every 2 hours. There is to be a period of 2 hoursper day where they are free from banding, but they must be clamped at. Her grades improved from a C average to a B+ average over the course of the semester and her behavior became that of someone I would be happy to have my daughter emulate someday.The backtalk and dramatic sighs that permeated the first couple of months disappeared. I hate to say this because I know no one would believe it of a teenager but she actually was pleasant to be around most of the time. She became less like the hooker-wannabe that her father had brought down the summer before and more.