Master tells me he's had a busy and stressful week, and is looking forward to having a long, relaxing masturbation session. I'm very happy to hear Him...tell me that, since it means He'll be allowing me the privilege of doing one of my favorite activities.Master sits down at the desk and I can hear Him placing down some lube and His fleshlight. He finds some porn to watch, then I can hear Him say "Are you ready, cuck?"I nod vigorously and say "Yes, Sir", then I can hear Him unzipping his fly and. OK, the Dean wanted an interview? I was ready. Shoes. Damn. Seems like I had an extra pair in my office closet…oh god. A pair of 4′ spike heels that had gotten so painful during the Christmas party that I had left them here. Guess they will have to do. I’m going to have it out with him before I have time to think about it. I stalked down the halls to the Dean’s office. Past the secretary. She was obviously startled. ‘I’ll see if he’s in….’ ‘I already know that, Theresa,’ I snarled, going. I sat down and she came to stand in front of me. “Tell me what you see.” She stood there facing directly at me, hands on hips, watching. I let my eyes slowly wander down her body to her feet and back up. “I see an extremely sexy woman who needs to have her pussy eaten.” I don’t know where that came from, but it just came out; seemed like the right thing to say. Her eyes widened again, it looked like her body momentarily sagged slightly, her breath caught, and her hand went to just below. He left her sexy high heels on her dainty little feet. It was almost as if she was watching an interracial porno movie where she was the starring actress.Marcus kissed the inside of her trim ankle before moving up her shapely legs. As he got closer to her heated loins, he could smell the wonderful aroma of her feminine perfume as well as the White Shoulders perfume that she had so wickedly sprayed down there. Miriam gasped as his searching tongue found her most intimate of womanly charms. Her.