You never wavered or got tripped up on the story… because in your mind, it was immutable Truth, planted there by me to live in your mind for as long...as I wanted. You had become my own Matryoshka doll, each shell inside a larger one, and your small, submissive core at the very center. And I could (and did) pull those shells away whenever I wanted, getting to your driving primal desires to submit and be controlled. At first I did so on a regular schedule, as you would visit me every Tuesday. Janice quickly surveyed her boss sitting on my chest. My face was redfrom being repeatedly slapped. Pamela explained to her what hadhappened, and that she would call someone from Novell to come overfirst thing tomorrow to get the WAN working. Meanwhile Pamela wasn'tsure what to do with me.Janice simply smiled sweetly and replied, "I think we ought to punishhim, don't you?" And without waiting for Pamela's reply, she startedunzipping my pants and untying my shoes. In short order I was. “Are you a virgin?” “Yes but I don’t want to be I get teased at school often for not fucking anyone.” “Well I and Tina are virgins too and we get teased the same way.”After she said that Tina walked in with a stack of DVDs that had obscene pictures on the front. One that caught my eye was a DVD titled “All Internal”. It had a woman on the front that had the same features as Stacey but smaller tits and her face was much less Native American but still had some of the qualities. When Tina set all. Cindy loved the kissing andreally ate up the compliments. One Sunday afternoon inmy room I felt her breasts through her clothes. Cindyprotested, but she didn’t stop me. As I felt her Cindy,she talked on and on about how she was “pure” andplanned to be a virgin for her wedding night. I didn’tlaugh — just kept agreeing and kissing her as Iunbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra.Suddenly she realized that her creamy white breastswere exposed. Her cheeks flushed.