"Mmmm, Brother Dexter," I said aloud. "Here I am. Can you sense it? Do you feel my energy? Do you feel my, my obedience to you? Do you sense my...comm...tment to you? To my vow of chastity?"For several moments I stood stroking my cock in silence, and staring into Brother Dexter's smiling face and twinkling, humorous eyes. As I did, I decided that Brother Dexter did sense my thoughts, and that pleased me very much!As I stood there facing his photograph, I'd begun to ooze pre-cum, and it made my. " Well, ask her to accompany you as you practice it. And if I were you, I wouldn't mention the punishment, or you will be in trouble at home as well," he admonished."Yes, Father," said Heather meekly, knowing full well that if she mentioned being in any kind of disfavour at church she would certainly be punished at home as well, for disgracing the family.As she walked home she could not fathom why she felt so happy, in spite of the pain in her rear end. In truth, she was just happy to be. Lisa started to put powder onto my face as mum knelt down in front of me , her face so close to my cock I could feel her breath as she slipped the panties on me and pulled then slowly up , “ it matchers “ Jenny said to me with a smile as she held up a red lipstick an started to rub it oner my mouth“ do you like them “ mum asked as she traced her finger over my cock through the silky pants .Jenny had started to put make up on my eyes , she was very close looking right at me as mum was touching. I slide my tongue into yourmouth and taste you while sucking on your tongue. I grind my crotchagainst yours letting you feel my hard erection as I rub it againstyour swollen clit. My hands drop to your ass, slipping up under yourskirt and squeezing your round cheeks while I dry hump you.When you are so aroused that you are begging to be fucked, I lead youover to the dresser, and tell you, "Bend over slut!" You do as orderedand I grab your wrists and handcuff them together, I slip the belt offof.