You’ll be ceasing your schooling as of now.” “But, blowjob daddy, how can I quit school? Don’t you want me to get a good education?” Paolo looked at her with threatening eyes, but gave her the grace of her first day, “Sluts like you don’t need an education. You will have everything taken care of, and at the end of our contract, you may pick up your schooling, at a different university from the one I teach. But for now, you are mine to do as I please, and I think I’d like a blowjob, so get on your knees, and get to work.” He lifted his coffee to his lips and opened his own robe revealing his dark, long uncircumcised cock, coiled like a snake in his lap. She looked down, and back into his waiting eyes. A quiet “yes, daddy,” rolled off her tongue as she sank to her knees and crawled over in front his lap. They locked eyes for a brief moment and he smiled devilishly. Up to $250,000 per year, she thought as she grasped his manhood and took him all the way down her throat. And ironically, Chris envied me for my "sexual equipment," too. I had all my work done. Brock tore the binds off my legs and lifted me from the ground, his thick hands pushing on my shoulders. "Baby, she needs you to fuck her now." particularly when they are questions I know we cannot answer... "Deep sleep, Chani." Our most recent bull, Michealanis an extremely dominant bisexual male, and I am forced to regularly suck his cock, and he will occasionally fuck me. We called them runaways. Incredible. I have lived over seventy years and did counselling at my church in the past, so I have more than a smattering of experiences of these types of situations to draw upon. “That’s fine, Hank, you blowjob can come anytime you like.” Denise said. I mumbled incomprehensibly, realizing I was probably the only one who wasn’t ready. Even though the cammander had technically broken her part of our bargain when she didn't instantly submit to my every order I would still honor the agreement.