You're hornier than a dog bitch in heat. You like this don't you? Thomas not treating you the way you need to be?" She looked at herself in the mirror...and I felt her pussy get hotter. "Yeah, just like I thought. The bitch wants to be 'handled'. Okay honey, I'll handle you."I pulled my cock out of her pussy. I grabbed her by her arms and forced her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Right about here, I panicked. Oh shit! The k**s! Now how the hell am I gonna explain this to them? All that. I clamber out of my double bed and yank the nearby chest of drawers, quickly checking the clock on top, 7:40, 50 minutes to shower, dress, eat and get to school. Who am I kidding? I'll eat during attendance. I rifle through my clothes, gathering what I need; socks, polo shirt, bra, knickers, skirt? I did shave my legs last night, and it's still warm, might as well take the excuse. I make my way out of my room, through the already open door, thanks Mum, didn't want privacy or anything, and make. “Slip off those panties before you sit down.” he demanded.Once again without question she removed her panties and took a seat on Mr. Preston’s lap. He reached around her and cupped her right boob with his hand. As she sat there smiling, he massaged her boob while pulling on her nipple. This continued through the next few hands with her changing men three times. Some of the men ran their hands down between her legs. When they did she would spread her legs to make her pussy easier to get to. None. “Having me bind you to the table like this. Do you find this exciting?” He motioned with a nod of his head. “I must say I wasn’t too keen on the idea at first when you said you wanted to try this but seeing you here like this and at my mercy... well I find it quite exciting.” She watched his eyes widen as he looked at her as she rested the riding crop at his side. “I know you would like to experience some pain now but I am not really into that, not physical pain anyway.” She told him as she ran.