My cunt frustratingly tingled at the words 'pet-to-be', my cunt again trying to betray me.

Miss Watkins on the floor, now licking the stocking-clad feet of Angela, said, her tone implying she still hadn't recovered from her punishment, "She isn't bluffing."

I was curious what sort of punishment Olivia had given our pretty teacher, but I didn't ask.

Olivia said, "And why were you punished?"

"I wouldn't lick you after school in my classroom," Miss Watkins admitted.

"You do now though, don't you?" Olivia said.

"Almost every day, Mistress, including today," Miss Watkins admitted.

"Why do you obey now?" Olivia continued, clearly wanting to show me her mystic power to...