"Hey, boys!" a woman said, jumping down to the cavern below. I glanced at the woman, my eyes adjusting to the light from the trapdoor above. Why didn'... she ever knock? My archaeological assistant, Laura, was often overzealous, but I could forgive that much. Enthusiasm for digging work was a must- if your heart wasn't in the dig, you might as well pack up and leave. We had been working on this dig for over two months now, and were finding several interesting items of historical importance.Laura. So I took my shower making sure not to jerk off again, I wanted to save all my cum for Mrs. Gray. I got ready and jumped in my car to start my day. I finished with the cleaners which took a little longer than I thought, but what did I care it was summer and I had all day. My next stop was the food store. I parked, grabbed a shopping cart and went inside. I got a few things I needed and I went down the frozen food section and to me and my cocks delightful surprise we saw Mrs. Gray looking at. 'You have a minute to make me cum.'He had tried, really tried, but failed and she had lifted him by the ears, placed him face down on the bed before fastening his ankles and removing the blindfold. She had taken her favourite purple ribbed vibrator and proceeded to cum twice in front of him, spanked him hard, ten times on each cheek before telling him she was going to buy a new cane and would return. Now as he tried not to move, even though he was horny beyond belief, cur heard the front door. .at least at first. I waslike any of the other k**s, backpack, bike, schoolwork, dressed like most ofthem and even pierced my ear like most of the k**s did..even Rank.But for some reason he decided I was his target and took great pains to seekme out, taunt me, call me a little fag, pick on my bike, push my books out ofmy hands, depants me, give me wedgies, make the brunt of jokes and somehowalways knew where I was so he could do all this and more.I changed my route into school and home again. I.