"Please help yourself to the cake, ladies, which is delicious, and comes from Mister Fortnum's provision store." He turned to me. "Actually, Major, I ...refer a glass of Amontillado at this time of morning. Will you join me, or would you rather a glass of brandy or rum?" Amontillado will do admirably."We held our glasses in hand, taking appreciative sips, as Zinnia began the tale of the plagiarised story. Lackington heard her to the end before speaking."As you are aware, Miss Teazle, plagiarism. My bum banged and bruised itself against the unforgiving enamel of the bath and I had never felt so abused and insulted in my whole life. As she reached her crescendo, I whimpered and cried in pain.The very thing that dear Jenny had so faithfully protected me from with all the older pupils had happened to me right inside our own inner sanctum and furthermore, by one of the staff! I felt bitter at the betrayal of trust but I was too terrified to report it. I had also orgasmed during her abuse,. I became aware of the 3 inch heels on myfeet and the sweet stickiness of the make-up on my face. And the lackof choice being presented to me.I knelt down. The heels of the shoes dug into the back of my dress andmy buttocks beneath, reminding me of the uncomfortable position I wasin. She parted her legs and inched herself forward to the edge of thebed, her cock now inches from my face. It was now fully erect, cut,with the head wet and glistening."There's no going back now," she whispered as. Indeed, it was this very frustration with my basic math class homework which spurred my decision to drop the pen, leave my apartment, and go out for a run to clear my head. This course of exertion was by no means an odd choice of mine, rather it was quite normal for me to run in the mornings once I had awoken. I would usually see the same people going about their own routines whilst out on my flight on the trail in my small town, although at this time it was the afternoon and I found myself.