To feel herfingers brush over the cage that kept me so small and soft. And then tofeel those fingers wrap so very tightly around my little eggs and be...into squeeze."Who do these pathetic little ovaries belong to, sissy?"Moaning in discomfort, the discomfort quickly becoming pain. "You,Mistress. They belong to you!"She doesn't stop. She keeps squeezing. Squeezing harder with each passingsecond until I start to shake from the pain."Oh, you poor bitch. I promise you this, you will look back at. ............."We headed back........... after Dan had kissed my cock and I had returned the favour. We passed a pretty girl on the way. It was after Dan told me that was Peggy and I turned to look that I realized............. although she was a carbon copy of her mother, shorts and all. Trudy was better.Mean while, back at the ranch...... Anna was pissed. I kept quiet."It's all my fault.............. that horny bitch blamed me................ She couldn't wait to tell me that I got. That way, you can slide your chair next to mine and supervise me all day long. I am absolutely thrilled! What a wonderful idea! I bite my lips thinking of all the teasing touches to come, our hands briefly lingering on each other, knees rubbing under my desk. All that glorious breathtaking friction.We spend the first few hours of the day barely speaking but touching each other occasionally under my desk. A leg stroke here, a thigh grab there. Each time hearing each other react with loud gasps.. No one knows who I am and where I live or work. You have to protect me. Please…”“Okay. Okay.” He agreed. “This is so cool to be with you and have photos taken with you. I have jerked off over you so many times!”I was honored by his admission. Needing to move this along so I could get to my cocktail date with Susan, I moved in front of him. “Focus, Steve. If you want to win Pledge Captain, we need to do this and I need to go.” With that, I unfastened his pants. His erection was obvious beneath.