” Seeing the embarrassment in her expression, he looked around, found her top and bra, and quickly scooped them up.“Not your fault,” she said a... she accepted them. Though the sudden interruption had tossed a bucket of ice-cold water on her arousal, the sight of him bare chested, with his hard cock poking out of his underwear caused the embers to rise again.“Do you...” He paused for a moment and then continued, “Want to go to the bedroom?”“It’s kind of awkward,” she said with a nervous. She just smiled and shook her head. "You're not ready yet, bitch, and how dare you question my training! First we start with the dildos. Then you'll be ready to suck a real man's cock, and learn how to worship it like a god."And so we began the dildo training. We had purchased some of varying sizes, all black (by my request), and of various different functions - a few that stuck to the wall so I could suck and fuck them, a strap on she could wear, one that actually came (we filled it up with. "He replied before doing exactly what she asked. Everything she ever told him was always, at worst case, mostly correct. The male stretched out, taking twenty minutes to go through his routine, taking a bath near a gushing river and then making himself an edible sandwich with sweaty, sqaused loaves, and a ball of half browned cabbage he found in the scattered storage container. As he was eating, he took the chip from his neck and placed it into the busted but still flickering control table, a. ” My Form Mistress spoke softly and moved her hands from her lap as she did so.“Thank you, Miss,” I had replied and stepped closer to the young teacher’s chair.I carefully reached over the young woman’s knee and soon found myself with my hands flat on the wooden floor in front of me. I made sure that my toes touched the floor behind me, and I deliberately spread my legs. I exhaled deeply as I could smell my teacher’s discreet perfume and scent and I intentionally pushed my crotch into Miss.