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He pushed a finger in, ‘You have no Hymen&#03’Just lift your skirt girl’I stood facing the wall, my grey woolen skirt bunched in my hands, the knuckles white as I clenched the material with all the strength I could muster.The cold of the wet cotton swab caressed my left buttock, as he wiped a path for the needle he was about to insert under my flesh.Some of the girls had undergone this before, they had called it, ‘Truth Serum’, it made you admit to everything, they said, embellishing their experiences on how the master made you admit to things you had hoped would never be known.He had placed the swab down on the table and lifted the hypodermic syringe high, that way I could watch as he pushed it into the glass phial, labeled, ‘Sodium Pentothal’, and as the liquid was drawn into the syringe, I swallowed hard, and felt myself involuntarily pee my knickers.’This wont hurt’, he said soothingly, ‘it will relax you and make you feel less inhibited’, he crooned, then his hands dropped below my eyeline of sight, and I felt the needle penetrate my bum, that was when he saw I had wet myself.He pulled the needle out and raised to show all the contents were now flowing and coursing through my body, I was his for the next two hours, ‘Come this way girl’, I was led down a corridor somewhere out and edirne escort away from the west wing of the boarding school, where I was boarding.He opened the heavy oak door and ushered me inside, guiding me to one of the leather couches, and suggested I sit down, but not before removing my soiled underwear, which I did without embarrassment, he watched as all was revealed, a smile on his lips, which he had moistened with his saliva, ‘Are you shaving yourself Mariel’, he asked in soothing tones, ‘No Sir’, I replied, and as his eyes lit up, I added, ‘I have not grown any yet’, and at that I sat down, my bare buttocks coming into contact with cool soft leather, ‘Feels nice, dont you think’?’Yes Sir’, I replied, as he sat side on to me and I sank into the couch, the warmth of the room, the smell of the leather, and effect of the d**g starting to loosen me up, somehow I felt I still had my faculties intact and was in control, not realizing my dress state had already been compromised efficiently and without fuss, my sodden panties on display in front of the log fire burning freely.’I just want us to talk Mariel, and for you to answer truthfully’, he continued, his voice did send shiver down my spine, as it sounded so soothing as it ebbed and flowed through elazığ escort my mind, suddenly he was alongside me, sitting on the edge of the couch where I lay, his hand rubbing my knee, my had somehow drawn my knees up, not realizing, or simply forgetting my lack of underwear, affording him a view few men had seen, but I felt no shame in showing him, let alone as hand caressed my inner thigh, inching closer to its apex, the Vee of my thighs, and my legs fell apart as I moaned, ‘Good Girl’, he crooned as he opened me, prying my labia apart, and finding my entrance wet and open, he pushed inside and my buttocks rose from the leather to meet his thrust, ‘Good Girl’, he repeated quietly, then he rose and went back to his seat and sat down, leaving me on the edge and wanting.’I see you lack a hymen Mariel’, he asked me. I was confused, I had no clue what a hymen was, and told him so.’Have you had intercourse, a man’s cock inside you’? I was touching myself, the urge was so strong, and as he watched I started to masturbate, right there and then, as if he was not there, but he was and he watched, what he had started and what I was trying to finish.I was humping myself like crazy and he rose and came over to me, ‘All you girls seem to do it differently’, erzincan escort he stated casually, then I saw him reach down and ease his pants zipper down, and take his hard cock out, and start masturbating along with me.His pants and underpants fell to his ankles, as he stood staring down at me, pulling his foreskin all the way back to reveal his cock’s bulbous head, ‘You love my fucking cock, dont you you little slut’, I loved hearing him defame me, ‘Yes Sir, I love your cock, your balls, your fucking hot cum’, I moaned back, I was cumming as he was, his jism landing on me as he sank to his knees beside me and put his cock to my mouth, ‘Suck it fucking clean you little whore’, and I half rose to the task, grabbing a handful of balls as I pulled my mouth onto his cock and forced it into my willing throat, no pain, no gagging, nothing but flesh and saliva.’Enough’, he cried, ‘Enough’, he called again, and he slipped from my mouth, I could still feel him in my throat, smell his balls as they rested on my chin, I had him deep in my mouth, and held him there as long as I had oxygen in my lungs.’Get your clothes on girl’, and I rose and gathered my clothes together, I was naked and did not remember taking everything off, but I had, and it felt good he could see all of me.I dressed and sat back down as I felt my head swim, the d**g was still having an effect on me and he told me to lie back until I felt better.I did and he went out, locking the door behind him, ‘I will be back within the hour, you rest’, he said as he closed and locked the door.I closed my eyes and slept.

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