Eventually, I stood back, laying on the ground and spreading my legs. The lust had taken him completely. He took me instantly, pushing himself inside of me. We both sighed, his pace quickening rapidly as I ground up against him. As he became more frenzied I flipped him forcefully, sliding him back in so I was riding him, a hand around his throat. I ground my pelvis into him as he bucked beneath me, feeling his girth swell inside me. Aware he was close, I tightened my grip to the point where his moans stopped, feeling him buck several times before erupting deep inside the girl, each shiver running across his body sending another thick rope of sperm inside. Soon his bucking began again, for a different reason. I had not let go of his throat. He panicked, scrabbling at the ground as the people in the room watched impassively. “You came Lesbian inside,” I whispered with glee. His eyes were wide, bloodshot. As I pressed with more force, snapping some of the girl’s fingers I was possessing. A vessel in his eye broke, spilling more red across his eye. He slammed his arms into mine, snapping the bones of the girl, but the grip did not lessen. I could feel her screaming in pain inside me, but not a whisper of her made it to my lips, locked in an animalistic smile. He bucked for another minute before going still, his face purple with strain. I stood, his still erect cock sliding out of me, feeling the cum in me throb. Time to make a baby. Feeling the metal cuffs on my wrists, clinking with the metal of the drawer handles on either side of the desk was making me more focused on what was going on around me, even as my clit still pulsed and my breath still came in rasps.� I was slowly returning to normal but now that I knew my arms were tied on either side of me was a sobering thought. I wondered what Mr Manning had planned for me now, I was still afraid but far more aroused and intrigued than before. Slowly he began stroking his cock right next to my head, he told me to shuffle up the desk a bit more, I did so without hesitation, I kept going as he instructed me to til my head was hanging off the desk backwards. He kept stroking his cock but he pressed the tip against my lips and made it go from side to side along my lips, he told me to open my mouth a little, I did loosen my lips and he slipped his cockhead passed them very slowly, I felt his silky smooth skin against my tongue and the slight taste of salt with it. I tried to relax but it was hard, I was so exposed, tied up and being punished as Mr Manning called it, punished for things I didn't do. He sank himself a little further into my mouth with each gentle thrust til I could feel it almost touch the back of my throat. I was panicking now that I would not be able to breath, i think he could tell that I was afraid because he started pinching both of my nipples gently making me feel something else other than panic. He slid in and out of my mouth a few more times before he pulled out completely leaving me to normalise my breathing. He kneeled down to my level, kissing my forehead he said that I was being very co-operative in this arrangement and that I would be rewarded for taking this discipline so well for the very first japanese time. I was afraid when he said first time, how many more times would he expect to do this to me I wondered. He got back onto his feet and walked away from me, he went round the asian desk, I thought he was going to play with me some more, I was trembling and I could feel I was very very wet, I was embarrassed to even think about how aroused I had become under this assault on my body. But he didn't touch me, the suspense waiting for him to touch my pussy again was torture. Just waiting as seconds ticked by. He came back into view from around the desk and walked towards my head again, he learned forward telling me to open my mouth as wide as I could. I did so and as I did I noticed him gripping something in his right hand, he took it and showed it to me. It was a black leather strap with a metal ring in the middle of the two straps all joined together. Well Violet, you've been very well behaved but we'll take it up a level I think now shall we. He placed the metal ring inside my mouth just passed my teeth and he told me I could stop straining my mouth open, as I relaxed my jaw the metal ring kept my mouth open really wide, he told me it was called a 'O' ring and that it would help me to take more of what he had to give me. I tried to ask him what he meant but what came out was just garbled nonsense. He told me it was ok, it wouldn't hurt me and that it was also to make sure that I couldn't hurt him. He lifted my head and fastened it at the back of my head and then let my head lull back to where it was before hanging off the desk. Now that it was in place and I was handcuffed he went round to the other side of the desk, I felt him take each ankle and tie something round them both, he then attached whatever he had tied round my ankles to what sounded like metal clips just under the rim of the desk, now my legs relaxed and fell to the sides spreading me wide open. Now I was really afraid, here I was being sexually assaulted by the head teacher of my school, I was completely tied up and at his mercy, the door was locked insuring no one could walk in, I've got this thing in my mouth so I can't even talk and I can't move any of my limbs. “Damn you to japanese hell my Lord!” Dawkins swore. I called to the cook and asked if she could pack me up a little picnic. I had my family to help me get through asian that. She thought he can’t wait to get his hands on the girls, frankly I can’t wait either. Hours later, I open my eyes, the room light is still on. Like Yewubdar, Koba recognised the signs and he stopped, sliding the crop into his belt. I certainly was intrigued at what could possibly lie ahead of me after such an over the top ‘interview’. She felt so hot wrapped around me. So wicked. I swallowed and began breathing quite heavily too. I refrain from the use of the word ‘torture,’ but it wouldn’t be far-fetched to say that’s what occurred. As fantastic as it was standing fucking myself l needed to be on my back but first l had to get ready for my brother Dave, l sat at my mother’s Lesbian dresser rolled the stockings up my legs then used a little eye liner and found the darkest red lippy my mother had, next l wriggled into the knickers and went to my room to put my half top on also taking my new best friend (sex toy) to my room. As I stood at the bar, I couldn’t help but notice the way Denise was leaning into Theresa and whispering something into her ear. Then it got very sensitive. “Has …it…all gone…inside?” she gasped. "Thousands. “Fuck you” Suddenly I had a girl telling me she’d do anything for me. The only time she didn’t was at the party itself.” In a daze I follow Silv back and forth from bar to table dressed in nothing but stockings and crotchless panties but just thankful to know that all I need to do is survive an hour serving beer and I can go home. I looked down and my dick was in my daughters mouth!