"I think your shopping trip shows you need a reward" she said leading meto the bedroom and pushing me on to the bed before lifting my skirt andgiving ...e my first ever blow job.But then she was on top of me and forcing her tongue between my lips asthis hot liquid flowed down into my mouth and I found myself swallowingmy own sperm.Then she had me lick her out before saying something about that I mustnow make arrangements to dispose of my horrible old clothing and I wouldstart work on Monday but. I laid there on my side with my hard cock throbbing when he asked me "I'm going to cum, I need to cum, please let me cum."His breath was shallow, my cock was throbbing. I got up, turned on the light and walked over to his bed. He was squeezing the head of his cock holding back the cum. He was staring me up and down and I said to him, "NO! no you can't. Not after what you did. This is your punishment" I was so fucking angry at him. And a little scared of him. I didn't like him and I felt a power. I’ll have to live with the fact that I am still flashing quite a bit of cleavage, but at least it’s not as blatant as it was before. Taking several more deep breaths to calm myself I turn and exit the bathroom, making my way back to my psychology class. Part II When came back into the classroom, Mr. Edwards had his back to me and the rest of the class while he wrote something on the giant blackboard in the front of the room. I quickly made my way back to my seat, without. He went through the same things that Friday and Saturday and she loved every minute of it. He also had her wear some of the clothes hed sent home for her those last few months. Tight sarongs and loose fitting, ornate blouses that flowed and billowed and barely covered her ass. She loved the exotic look of her body in those outfits and Marks constant attention. She spent the weekend wearing the same waist-length blouse, Mark sneaking up on her and making love to her again and again. By Sunday.