I was a little embarrassed and it showed on my face. I even tried to cover my eyes.Katrina cuddled my head into her lap and told me, “Don’t ever b... embarrassed at being a woman. That was some beautiful shit coming from a beautiful young woman. Shit, there are bitches out here that only wish they could get a drop of anything to cum from their dry ass pussies. Your shit is boss and you can’t help if you are a horny little something, something.”We both burst out laughing, Katrina made me feel so. Matt decided that keeping them in their uniforms was better, so he issued a command to keep them all in their clothes. The uniforms were simple; slacks and shirts with ties for the guys, skirts and blouses for the girls. He had all the students and the teacher collect in the centre of the gym, sitting on chairs he had them pull out of storage. He stood at the front and addressed the group. He made them all think he was holding a gun, ramping up their fear of him like he had practiced."I brought. He didn’t mind watching a pretty girl crying. He felt his prick rising as Julie’s tears began to flow more freely down her face, dropping wetly onto the front of her tight white blouse over her big boobie mounds. As her blouse and bra became wet with her tears, Billy could see Julie’s dark brown nipples!Julie let her tears flow for a few more minutes, until she heard all around her the sound of the second movie coming on. Through her hands, she took a peek at Billy. He had turned his attention. Naturally I was intrigued so you took me down to a well-decorated cellar with the most fascinating instruments of torture and bondage: a huge wheel, a rack, stocks, chains and pulleys and a large X-shaped frame. Leather straps hung down from the ceiling and paddles and canes lined one wall. There was even an object like a vaulting horse but with footrests which you explained was a spanking horse.I was already starting to get wet. Bondage has always fascinated me and I was entranced and turned.