I leaned against the door and listened. I couldn’t hear anything.I knocked again. “Dan? Dan! Breakfast is nearly ready. You have five minutes.”I...heard a muffled grunt from inside and I turned and fled.I slid into the kitchen, put my back against the wall and closed my eyes, trying frantically to hold back the tears.“I think this is a bad idea. Let’s not do this,” I said.“What’s a bad idea, Bec?” That was Liz. “Cooking pancakes? Having breakfast? Going to the police? Having a birthday?”“I don’t. They are designed to daunt the dainty and to deter the dilettante from descending to the dungeon without proper prior preparation and pondering.” “Oh, look,” said Peter, pointing to a pink pony tail plug. “You could be my little pony.” “I’d rather put the plug in you, Peter,” Poppet replied. “Then you’d be my studly steed.” Peter wasn’t listening. He had begun descending the stairway to the dungeon. Poppet, following behind had a sudden fancy. As she descended, she debated domineering and. He cupped it in his hand, running his fingers gently over the skin, first circling the nipple, then tickling the rock-hard button and pinching it gently between finger and thumb. Jenny was breathing hard by now; she had got her hand right round his cock and as he pinched her nipple, she squeezed it hard, making him draw in his breath sharply. ………….Next door, both the teachers were completely naked. Miss Ford sat on the edge of an old table, spreading her legs apart. Her pussy had been shaved,. My ass getting stretched wide open. Him pounding my prostate. I was getting fucked like a little whore and I loved it.He pulled out of me and said come here. He took me into his bedroom. I remember walking in front of him and turning around and seeing his massive cock still hard waging as he walked wrapped up in that condom. He looked at me and said "you're clean right?"I shook my head yes. He ripped off the condom and said "Good, I'm gonna breed that white ass. Get on your back."I laid down on.