She took my head into her mouth and bobbed up and down slowly on it. My cock was throbbing.She started slowly taking more of me, going halfway, then b...ck up with just the head inside. She swirled her tongue around it, and I moaned loudly. Back down again, not stopping this time, so deep, ohhhhh. Still moving down and pushrd. I glanced down, and she had taken my whole cock in her throat. I gasped, and starting moaning so loudly as she bobbed up and down. Oh my God, her throat was fucking my. "Just ten more minutes," I responded with a groan as I finally sat up.As I did so, I remembered my fight with that twisted little bastard."Crap..."Once I sat up, I realized that the headache and dizziness were rapidlyfading. The next thing I noticed was that I was inside a cage withgold bars surrounding me. When I looked closer at the bars, I saw thatthere was strange writing etched in the metal of each bar."Fucking magic," I spat out bitterly. I didn't have any problems withAmy or. Mystified, she agreed, keeping them closed even when he pulled her hands behind her back. It wasn’t until she felt the fur on her wrists and heard the quick ‘Click!’ that she knew something was going on. Her eyes snapped open, and she struggled against the fur-lined handcuffs, as Peter grinned and showed her the key and slipped it into his pants pocket. “You didn’t expect your punishment to be that easy, did you?” he had asked, a maniacal grin on his face.Peter had sat back down on the couch,. We reached the second floor and she led me to a room which was empty of any furniture. Actually she put the lamp on the only dresser in the room. It had hardwood floors and a barre which followed most of the far wall. I had seen enough movies to know that this was a ballet rehearsal room. “Undress please except for your panties”, she asked in that tone which was very special to her. At the same time authoritarian and pleading, it reminded me of a conscientious teacher.“I gave ballet classes.