Her sexual games with Mistress provided that outlet.But why, then, had Mistress rejected her? She was no longer the protective heroine, hopelessly res...sting while insisting that Mistress held some mystical power of mind control. Nor was she still the control freak who believed that it would be wrong for her to submit to someone else. Mistress had enabled Penny to see that the way she was living wasn't completely fulfilling, and she had openly admitted her need for Mistress's domination.So what. ..With the heaviness of a gravestone the hands of the clock strucktwelve... the office heating abruptly shut off... his nose twitchedseveral times like that witch from the 60s TV show...Andy's eyelids suddenly raised like noisy blinds might when a motherwants to wake up a lazy son who is going to miss the bus as he jerkedawake. He leant back against his chair, feeling disorientated, his handsgrabbing the opposite arm anxiously, he recoiled slightly from his desk,as he looked around, his eyes. The hand tightened. Now she saw Eric, how his cock had tasted so good, how he asked to make sure this is what she wanted, and her saying yes, how he pushed past her cherry, irrevocably sending her down the path of womanhood, how he had put her through her paces, and thoroughly made sure that she was completely and utterly laid that first time. Her fantasies started going black around the edges. She knew she was suffocating. Her sex life had only been a month long, but boy what a month! She only. This lusty temptress could not be tamed.I was to report for detention at her apartment immediately at the close of school Friday.When I showed up at her apartment she was still grading papers from the previous week.I'll just be a few minutes finishing these up she said,go into the bedroom and make yourself comfortable, I left something there to keep you occupied until I get these tests graded!I opened the door and walked in,everything seemed as usual until I laid down on the water bed,looking.