The backstory: We have role played a bit before but it’s been quite minor and besides, that was several months ago. We had also done some minor resistance play, but minor is definitely the word. This was going to be different. It was schoolgirl night at the club, and I knew in advance that it was important to him, because he went to great lengths to get me just the right schoolgirl skirt. I wore a microscopically short pleated red plaid mini, a very fitted white button front shirt, black suede boots with 4" heels, and my gorgeous silver collar. Underneath? Not much. A tiny white cotton g-string and a sheer, nude, front-closure bra. All as ordered. Damn, but I was nervous, though.

He had it set up with some things near to hand: a desk and the student chair, the teacher’s chair, even the test. I walked thought the door and he looked up. "Ah, Miss Lindstrom, good. Sit down...

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