..koochie."I had her lay on the headmistresses desk. She pulled her skirt up and revealed her white silk pantiloons. The crotch was split so the weare... could use the bathroom without having to remove them."Show me ." I instructed.She opened her legs wide and spread open her knickers revealing her little near hairless cunt... err Koochie."Open it wider please." I asked.She pulled open her pussy lips revealing that sweet, sweet pink flesh. There was no sign a hymen, not that I could recognize one. .it was worth it. Before it all kicked off, with Combover Patterson, I'd taken the exams, and passed with flying colours. I got the grades I needed to get into college and I was happy. I'd not had sex with any of the old mob, and was only doing it at weekends with the Doms, and the dominatrix. And, being honest, I could have stopped, but I loved it. I loved being the one they abused, and punished. It's the pain, you see. I love it. Always have. I would occasionally tell mum and dad I was. I used to hear my Mum and Dad doing it in the next bedroom, and me and my sister would glance at each other and smile. But I never noticed that it was all around me. The inexorable natural law. Stupidly failing to recognize that sex was the reason for our very being here, the hidden guide to our every waking action as adults. It was very difficult for a convent-educated girl like me to accept this earthy law at first. The nuns hadn't told us anything about sex, and had warned us of the hazards. Whatever was in that drink was strong and was doing its job.We got to the restaurant and sat down. The plug shifted inside me alittle again and I cringed with delight. The waiter came over and seemedto check us both out. He took our orders and walked away. Throughoutthe meal, Jess just talked to me like I was one of her girlfriends. Itried to play it off as best I could. I started noticing that guys inthe restaurant were looking at me. I hate to say it, but I was sort ofenjoying it.When.