Brian wished that this night never happened. He was scared and upset that she was humiliating him like this, as part of her revenge. She reminded him ...f Fairuza Balk's character in the teenage horror film, The Craft. He was starting his life as her slave and she was laughing at him."Your days as a free person are over. Welcome to slavery," he heard her say.That night Brian slept on his mistress's bed tied naked and spread-eagled on his face with his wrists and ankles tied to the four bed posts.. Wait till we go home. Then you can do whatever you want..” mom pleaded.But I was in no mood to listen. I pulled aside mom’s pallu and attacked her boobs with my mouth. Mom moaned as I bit and sucked her boobs over her blouse. I pulled up her saree and started feeling her thighs and rubbing her pussy over her panties.I then put my hand inside her panties and began rubbing her wet pussy. Mom was struggling to keep me from fucking her but was still enjoying herself immensely. I began fingering her. "Hey there, girls. Did you all already eat lunch or something?"The blond girl from before spoke for the group. After going over my seatin chart earlier, I learned that her name was Cicily. "Yeah. But we wanted come hang out with our new favorite teacher for the rest of lunch." Her voice was confident and sultry. I could feel that there was something else going on here, but I didn't want to jump the gun and act like I knew."New favorite teacher? Wow. That's quite an honor to hear on my first. " "Please don't do this," she begged, "please, oh God, please." Her browneyes were filling with tears, but she could see him in the fading light ofthe day. Tall and muscular, he held the gun in his right hand. She stared atit, cold and black. She knew nothing about guns but realized that in a singlesecond her life would end. "Oh don't worry." He said. "I'm not going to do anything to you here. I'vegot a special place, it's where I take all my girls." "You want to be my girl," hecontinued, "I.