“Untie me, right now goddamn it!”“I’ll untie you…but first…” he runs the tips of two fingers along his bloody lip and then shoves them i...to my mouth. “…first I have something else planned for you, little girl. You trust me?”“What are you going to do?” my eyes widen and slight panic settles in when I see him reach for a black and white checkered scarf and then holding the corners in his hands and roughly snaps the fabric. “…what are you going to do?” I repeat. “Seriously, Mason…what…?”“Do you. " Beautiful but lonely," he continued as if she had said nothing. "A beautiful woman with needs." Chico, my personal life is..." Not what you want it to be," he finished it for her."Uh, I have to run some off some materials in the teacher's lounge," she had said, grabbing the papers and walking past the smiling boy."Sure. What say I help you." Oh, that won't be..." she had started but for some inexplicable reason she had not finished that sentence. Instead her reply was, "Well, if you'd. She pressed her pubis against my mouth as my hands began their upward trek, this time along the satiny softness of the backs of her thighs. In the process, I was slowly pushing her skirt higher. Finally, I had to move my head back to give the material room to move ever upward. It wasn’t long before the white ‘V’ of her panty crotch came into view, and with it, the deliriously wonderful smell of her sex which I knew had long ago began to moisten the plain white, silky undies. As my lips moved. When he asked what was going on, she replied she was making breakfast for her sons and her master and that her master had told her to remain naked.Cody ran his fingers over the red lines left on her bottom by Dustin’s belt and Bridgtte blushed crimson as she explained her master had punished her for being a bad slave.“I’m being a good slave now, so Dustin won’t have to punish me again,” she said.“But you’re being a bad mommy by letting me see you naked,” Cody said. “No, baby,” Bridgette began.