" Brent said. "If you put your cock in her, things might change. After you fuck her, if you bring a girl home, do you think she would complain if you ...ake her listen to another woman screaming? No. Once you fuck her, the whole 'this is my house and you will live by my rules' all changes. You become the safe, available cock that the husband cannot complain about if you get caught." Brent turned his fierce green eyes on me. "You are the problem. But we'll help. The first thing that has to happen. I was aware now of a presence beside me. The mattress gave with its weight and I felt a new warmth. An arm enveloped me and a body pulled itself closer into a soft embrace. I tried to fight the groggy bonds of sleep, but physically had no energy left to fully wake myself. My mind couldn’t clear itself enough to even know who was beside me. Her embrace was gentle and the skin of her cheek was so soft as she snuggled in beside me. ‘Don’t say anything,’ she whispered, ‘just kiss me.’ Her lips. Emily slowly began to strip, first tugging off her tank top and revealing her ample breasts, then pulling down her shorts and thong at the same time. She had a slim but curvy body and breasts that were big for her frame. Her wispy brown pubic hair was trimmed and shaped and it barely covered her pussy lips which were still wet with her juices. She had brown hair and brown eyes, taking after her mother who had walked out just a few years before when Emily was 18 years old.Emily took a deep. Finally he would leave her to teach the lesson in this position, often fixing a bulldog clip to each nipple before departing. Trying to keep a semblance of order while her breasts dangled and she looked through whip tassels was impossible. Humiliating chaos would ensue as the students set about abusing her. The students knew the rules: humiliating their teacher was allowed and indeed recommended. Touching her and fondling her was fine, having sex with her was not, unless specifically given.