The pointed blow to his testicles sent David pitching forward as the pain spike through him and settle with a pang in his gut.  The move was well placed, giving Ms. Bell ample access to his strong back and with the crop hitting him, David cursed out through his clenched teeth.  "What is wrong with you," he mumbled as his forehead rested on the floor between her shoes.<br/><br/>As the options were laid out before him, David's face lifted and from between her calves, he caught sight of Michael's cock disappearing into Keiko's mouth.  Why was he stuck drawing the short straw?  Lifting his eyes up to the teacher, they fall to her heels as he nods slowly, the throbbing in his cock and balls now in sync, although opposite in nature.<br/><br/>What did she want...for him to lick her shoes clean?  The first offering of his tongue was done so with his eyes closed, but that was quickly found to be impractical and he watched to ensure the wet muscle moved over the top of the black material, grazing the exposed skin at the top of her foot.  After several fast licks, he moves to the other shoe and does the same, hoping this was the last bit of his torture.