Miss Press

You decided it would be wise to speak to Miss Press so you began to walk towards her office. It was becoming harder for you to ignore the fact that your mom was in a cell rotting away somewhere right now, she had taken care of you your eniter life and just like that she was taken away from you and your sisters. Your mothers crimes were non violent thankfully, wellm mostly non violent the boy toy of hers who turned her in seemed awfully abused but you assumed it was unrelated, however you would no be surprise, sometimes back at home when you would be walking through the halls you would hear noises would know it ment yourmother had someone over, and that same someone would normally be in your mothers room for days and whenever they did leave they did not seem to walk right.

And then there were you sisters, crystal could probably take care of herself and hopefully she was taking care of sarah, you know that your younger sister was probabbbly scared but she was definitely strong, atleast she had always seemed that way in your experience. Whenever you do would argue she would normally bully you with her body into agreeing. You wanted to keep up this train of thought but you had arrived at Miss Presses Office and you decided to knock.

“Doug is that you darling come in” you opened the door and walked into her office, it was rather large but it was odd for an office, there was a bed in the corner a sitting are and there was clearly some sort of closet behind her. The room was painted a dark gray and had red trimmings on the floor, it felt almost dungeon like. You made your way to her table and sat infront of her. She was wearing a button top that was atleast a size to small and clearly she had begun winding down from her duties for the night.

“What did you want to speak to me about miss press” you asked optimistically

“Well dougy i think you have a lot of potential and honestly i think im the key for you to unlock it” she smiled at you

“Well potential in what way?” you retorted

“Well doug year after year here ive been looking for someone who can meet my needs” she began to smirk “someone who is open to doing whatever is necessary to help me, someone who can be mine” it was at this point when she stood up across from you and revealed that she was not wearing anything below her shirt. Her cock was over probabbly 15 inches and thick, she was clean shaven and had a pale cock that matched her skin tone well.

“Now doug if you were to accept things would go well for you being mine, you would belong to me, and more specifically my fucking cock” she began to slowly jerk off. “And well if you dont want to be mine doug then i think the pens might be a better place for you to spend your time, so what will it be doug me or the pens”