And taste their submission

Jesse had barely got underway with Suzy's fifth limb, when there was a polite but rhythmic knock on the classroom door. He couldn't see who came in, but could hear the sharp tap of elegant shoes and a graciously confident voice explaining its presence to the teacher.

"I'm terribly sorry for the disturbance, but my silly toy left its bag in the car this morning…"

Jesse felt the recognition in his friend, even through the unorthodox cock-in-cheek connection they were currently sharing. Glancing around, he noted that the other sissy's usual glittery container of all manner of cosmetics and sex-aids, was indeed absent. Which would presumably mark that warm voice, which quite calmly degraded Suzy to nothing so much as an 'it', as belonging to his oh-so-beloved 'Daddy'. The footsteps drew closer, and Jesse found himself instinctively shrinking away beneath the desk, burying his face further between Suzy’s knees in an attempt to hide both his presence and activities. There was little chance for that, however… for as soon as his parental master came near, the other sissy practically leapt from his seat.

"Daddy! Oh, you brought it in for me yourself?! I'm sorry… I'm such a silly sausage!"

The full-breasted boy leaned up to wrap his arms around the neck of the silver-haired arrival and shove his tongue into the man's mouth in greeting. This caused Jesse to rather receive a slap of forgetful sausage himself. He caught the glint of amused eyes from above as the looming stranger noticed him. A flash of recognition sprouted in his mind, that he'd seen this man somewhere before… but he couldn't think where.

Once he had extracted his 'son/daughter/human plaything' from his face, the gentleman spoke again in that politely strong voice:

"All can be forgiven, little one. I'm glad to see you are being looked after here…"

He offered a sly, conspiratory wink down to Jesse, which only served to make the kneeling femboy more nervous. In fact, as the stranger moved his gaze out to survey the rest of the class, there was a visible flinch from all of them. Each one was a born and bred submissive after all… and they knew a beast from the other end of the spectrum when they saw one. He could probably buy the entire life and future out from any number of them… and would… at the drop of a hat. Only Suzy dared to meet his gaze, with those adoring, puppy-dog eyes. He was already bought and branded… absolute devotion was simply a baseline trait now.

The visitor stepped round behind his plaything’s desk and allowed his hands to land possessively upon the femboy’s shoulders. His questions of permission were directed only at their teacher though:

“May I stay for a while and… observe the lesson?” He enquired, in a tone that was clearly not expecting to be refused. “I will make sure not to cause any disturbance.”

Mr Durren coughed slightly, clearly not entirely convinced by this promise. But he smiled anyway, and waved a hand graciously.

“Of course! The Academy is always accommodating to visits by its donors… I shall just pick up where I left off… Which was… hmmm…”

While the ageing educator shuffled through his notes, the new guest pulled away Suzy’s chair. Leaving the sissy half-bent onto his desk, bare ass presented beneath its skirt like a peach peaking out from a serving tray. While Jesse was still left in charge of his cock, watching all this unfold between the arch of his friend’s legs.