No, that’s not exactly true. Keep trying.”
“On my cunt?” I said looking down at the ground. “Who do you dream of submitting yourself to as their slave?”
I don’t know why I said it. Maybe that’s why she kicked the next one so hard. Then Denise said firmly, “Slave slut suzy, I am ordering you to stand with your arms and legs like they were when we had you tied up.”
I did and Mary went back to the free kick line. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. She’s in there forever… Denise is exact about everything. She reached down and lightly stroked my clit. It just sort of slipped out by accident. “Oh,” she said slowly, “it’s one girl.”
I continued to stare up at her. Is she up there in the dorms right now watching us?”
I shook my head no. When I got back downstairs, everyone was sitting at the table.
