You are no longer Mistress Karen,” Robert said.Karen was ready with a harsh retort that it was not up to him. Robert shushed her and said that he ha... elevated her to that role so that she could understand power and authority. She had done exceptionally well. He phrased his assessment in the past-tense.It was difficult to argue with his positive assessment of her. Karen had been a natural teacher’s pet all of her life. She had always done extra credit to get the gold star in school. Robert. My Black Master Jerome opened the door and I saw inside the living room there was another huge black guy sitting there.Jerome introduced him as Jake, telling him I was his personal bitch tonight."Bend over and show him your slutty pussy, bitch…" Jerome ordered me.I moved in front of this new black guy and bent over my waist; showing him I was not wearing any thong underneath my tight dress.Jake whistled in amazement and he then grabbed my ass cheeks, spreading them apart to get a better look.. "I’ll see you tomorrow." At work, the girls are huddled up asking her about me as she tells them we went for drinks yesterday and about our kiss. I walk by her desk, I lean over her shoulder pretending to ask for something but just wanting her to feel my warm breath beside her neck and ears. She takes a sniff of my cologne and I notice her head rolls back a bit. Reaching to nibble on her neck a bit, her eyes shut. "Touch yourself," I whisper noticing how she squirms in her chair. Her arms and. The lesson dragged by terribly. Of the class, only seven remained to attend every lesson and then those seven became easily bored in daydreams. Thomas, not wanting to drift off into memory, or fantasy, as he couldn't work out which was worse, copied down, precisely, every piece of inconsequential information about the German Reformation that the lecturer deemed to scribble down in his near-illegible handwriting. Thomas became aware of the clock ticking. By five to five, without a single pause.