?It was a reprimand he accepted graciously and one she was sincere about, her earliest sexual memories having been of control. Power over another huma... being so strong it was unanswerable. The same thrill of dominion over an unwilling man of greater years she had been able to experience up to now only through the texts fuelling her dreams. The same ?Dreams? she had now committed herself to knowing in the first-person.?That is reassuring to hear, my sweet,? the strong male voice told her. ?You. "I've been going to all my classes and everything. I'm not going to get stuck there without you, that would just suck."Admittedly Kristin had been putting more effort in once I pointed out that if she had to repeat a grade I wouldn't be there with her, and neither would any of her friends. If she thought school was Hell now, going back another year would be even worse."Alright, I'm sorry," I said. "What were you going to say?" Well, I want to do something a little crazy, something that I wanted. But then, that's what made it so exciting. With trembling fingers and bated breath, she very carefully slid the hasp and twisted the lock in place. Just one push, she told herself. One squeeze she she'd be a horny mess for the rest of her life. Completely unable to cum, ever.She felt like just ripping the belt right off, but that would spoil the game. Instead, she dropped the key to her locks (all of which were keyed alike) into her timer box and set it for three hours. By then it would. The room proved to be little more than a broom cupboard. It had no windows and Donnie suspected that the absence of any kind of artificial ventilation probably meant it would be illegal to assign it for people to work in. He decided to keep that to himself. Inside the room was a meeting table surrounded by eight chairs. There was a lockable cabinet that stood about three feet high and sitting on top of that was an electric kettle."All the comforts of home!" Donnie laughed.The other students.