Xavier was walking around the cage, seemingly trying to see the slave from all angles. The servant knew he was not supposed to stare, but it looked as...if he was drawn in, compelled to look at the dangerous man inside.To say the slave was beautiful would have been an understatement. He was dark, much darker than anyone Cory knew, although Lucas’s black hair touched his thoughts briefly. His skin was almost shining and the way he moved reminded the servant of the nature documentaries he sometimes. Being our first year the maximum would be two strokes. As the years progressed the number would increase to a maximum of six, but what he forgot to tell us was that he had another way to apply them as we entered our 5th form. I noticed that he planned his sessions with whoever he felt he wanted to use. On one occasion we had been out in the cold in football strip and he was also taking us for PE that year. On returning to the changing rooms he told us we were all going in the showers. He had. The guys looked disappointed thinking things were over until I said."How about taking some shots of me in my underwear?"Standing in front of them I said to Dave."How would you like to help me out of this skirt for a start?"He reached out and unzipped my skirt, pulled it over my hips and let it drop to my feet."Who wants to help me out of this blouse?"Pete stepped forward before Tony could make a move, slowly popping the buttons, the back of his hand 'accidentally' brushing my breasts.He pushed. My prayer was answered a strong wind wide opened her room’s door. My eyes was left wide opened to see her naked through the mirror. She didn’t closed her bath room’s door and her 5’9 milky flesh, two rounded breast thick pink nipples and her saved vagina made my fully erected pennies to drop off sperm. She was the most magnificent women I ever saw. I stared her rubbing each part of her body with body wash. I knew that she is being watched by me. Now it was my turn to proof how macho I was? And.