I slipped the dress over my head. He was contemplating my body. I hung the dress on the coatrack in the entranceway. “Take off the rest of it. L...ave the shoes.” I took off my bra and slid out of my thongs. He was usually abrupt, but he usually spoke more. When I stood straight again, he slipped a leather choker around my neck. It had a leash attached to it. I was unused to this. My hands began to shake. I looked at him and then away, quickly. He noticed. “Stupid slut.” He muttered. . I had made it clear that during that time she was in charge, not Bill. There's only one cock-of-the-walk in this henhouse and he is me. Bill was definitely going to take orders from Kristi or he was going somewhere else, quite possibly into a matter converter. Later I was told by each of the others that she had done a 'great job' and that they had no reservations about her being in charge any time that I was gone. And I should add that Bill has never challenged either Kristi or me about. “I want us both to cum.” “You will cum when I say so.” She made no mention of herself but she was definitely affected by the words spoken by her new pet. She reached for the girl’s left breast and gave her nipple a pinch. “Oh fuck!” Before Michelle prepared Lauren for shaving, she blew warm breath across her sex and flicked her tongue over the girl’s swollen labia. She could not resist Lauren, she became a fixture in her life the moment she crossed the threshold of her classroom. . Like Solomon Borlaw in my case. It's Sally Borlawrecently for some unknown reason."Mr. Burchard is waiting for you," she says.I rap at the door and wait till I hear, "Enter!"I enter the office and say, "Hello." Ok, I'll get right to the point," the principal starts. "Have you readthe student guide book?" he asks."Yes, I have." Sure you have," Mr. Burchard states. "They're only a few dress-coderules and you managed to break one of them."I look down at myself and I don't see anything out of.