The store was closed, but the saloon was open, and it sounded like they were having fun. A loud and out of tune piano was playing once-popular dance t...nes.Pausing, Sun Hair surveyed the room from the window. Inside was the Bartender, a piano player, two very bored looking ladies, and six men. Four of the men were dressed in faded torn and dirty clothes. They were at a table near the entrance playing cards. The other two men were slightly better dressed. Still, they were just as dirty and dusty. I kept my eyes closed as the voice continued to quietly tell me how he had been observing me during class. His voice was slightly hypnotising almost, in the way he calmly shared his observations. “I enjoyed watching you battle that stubborn lock of hair that kept falling back into your face, ” he said, his hands sliding down my neck and over my shoulders. “It also did not go unnoticed how aroused you became after that forward bend.” His hands now followed my soaking wet singlet towards my. The school day was over and the class left the room. Jane sat alone thinking about what she was about to do that very night. She went home, ate a light supper and relaxed with a glass of wine to calm her nerves. The large clock in the hall chimed and she knew it was time to get ready. Jane showered and changed clothes. She checked her make-up and drove to the less popular part of town, namely the honky-tonk district where you could find the bars and most anything else you might desire. A short. .I was drooling. We chatted awhle and I was soooo hard thinking about all the things he said he would do with me. I was in luv with the idea of being tied, punished hard and used like a fucktoy for his amusement.After a few weeks chatting and feeling comfortable I decided I wanted to make my fantasty a reality. MasterRobert did not seem giddy, just matter of fact said "Of course you want me to use you, you are a weak sissycunt"His words were so true, I am a weak sissy, I belong on my knees.