Harold ignored the blatant disrespect, and returned to his study where he unlocked the door, and carefully locked it behind him.Finally. His sanctuary... The one place where he had a little privacy and didn't have to listen to the bitching and moaning. He turned on his computer, entered his password, and opened his browser. Time for a little well earned relaxation.Heather wasn't too worried. Her conniving little mind was already hatching a plan. A bad plan. She was a bad girl, after all.. “Well I have to admit I saw more of Karen’s than yours so it wouldn’t be a fair comparison.” With that she stood up and pulled her skirt to her waist. My cock twitched and was decidedly uncomfortable now and I gasped, not expecting this. “Well, are mine as good as hers?” I couldn’t answer, I couldn’t speak, my eyes locked on her thighs and the white panties now on show as I tried desperately to keep my throbbing cock from becoming obvious. She just stood there clearly waiting for a. I promise." Her eyes pleaded as she began sweating with the heat from her body. She nervously watched him as he considered her apology, still toying with her tender clit. "As this is your first proper lesson, I'll allow you a little treat for learning so quickly. Next time, I won't be so generous" He said seriously, gently tapping her clit and watching her struggle to cope. "Thank you sir" she gasped, tensing up from the pain. Soon enough he relented and allowed her a moment to catch her. My breeches were around my ankles.“Evenin’ Master, Evenin’ Master, Master,” they said in turn as they looked on, “Evenin’ Miss.”The nun, for I still knew not her name, blushed crimson as I withdrew and allowed her skirts to fall hiding her comely legs.“You brute, you monster!” she railed, but there was no sincerity.“Next time will be with tenderness,” I promised.“What next time?” she asked, “I have honoured my part of the bargain.”“Look around,” I said. “Three yokels, good men and true.