“Sir?” He shook his cloaked head and proceeded to place her foot against her bottom. He did this with the other too so that her most private p...ace was revealed. “You are not to move. Do you understand?” She nodded, wide-eyed. “You can, however, make all the noise you want.” “Yes sir.” “Close your eyes pet.” She did, if somewhat reluctantly. He removed his gloved before running a finger down her slit. She whimpered. “Was that bad?” “No,” she whispered, “not at. It was clear she had used her time well and had sucked every last drop of knowledge she could from her time in 'industry'. She did calm down enough to wish me a pleasant summer before she left on the last day and I wished her the same as I watched her leave my classroom for the last time as a third year.I spent three weeks recharging my batteries in the delights of the French countryside. I had rented a Gîte and lazed around soaking up the sun and sipping cheap French plonk. The local market. “Strip” she said “let me see if you obeyed me”. “Yes Mistress” I replied and quickly undressed. She walked around me and nodded. Obviously I passed muster. “Come” she said and led me to a bathroom. “Go in there, give yourself an enema and shower” she said. I immediately went in and flushed out my neither region and showered. I came out fresh and clean and with an erection. She just glanced at my cock but said nothing. Again she told me to follow her and we walked into what would have been a. Sir, you publish erotica, her blunt voice pointed out with honesty. The publisher took offense and ordered her to get out of his office immediately. They sat in silence for a few moments, staring each other down with abhorrence and disgust. Holly couldnt believe what she had just heard, and she refused to accept his explanation and rejection. Gulping a breath of courage, Holly stood up with her purse in hand and headed towards the large oak door. Her white hand reached for the handle before her.