Claudia was given her chance and failed to do as ordered.<em>More fun for the rest of us!</em>I thought to myself as we entered the room with student Snitches on my shoulders. It would have been surprising if she would have complied, rarely had one been so obedient or whorish to strip before two men they had never met before.<br/><br/>I was more than happy to assist strapping her into the wicked device in the center of the ball room. Fond memories distracted me as I blankly muscled the girl in place as the straps were placed. Countless girls I had raped in that spot of the mansion, giving them a taste of a true man for a first time. I knew I was blessed with a massive cock to fuck and show these young ladies the best ways to please a man! All these snotty little girls were used to fucking limp dick little boys and pathetic premature ejaculating teachers, truly they had not ever considered their true potential.<br/><br/>I stood back and watched Miriam and Mio work cohesively to get her strapped into place. I had helped when needed, but my time would come. I could feel a twinge of excitement run down into my groin, it would take much more to get me going, but sex was already on my brain. It did not help that Miriam was bent over before me for a brief moment and all I could think of for a moment was to tugging those sheer panties to the side and shoving my cock deep into her.<br/><em>To hell with it...a touch can't hurt...</em><br/><br/>I side stepped slyly and stood at Ms. Miriam side, my left hand moved behind her, giving the loose fitting black dress a little lift. My touch was meant to tease and indulge in own lustful desires, a few fingers slipping into the back of those sheer black panties, the finger pads touching the soft inviting flesh of the head mistress.<br/><em>Control yourself damn it!</em><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=41483.msg2038683#msg2038683">Quote from: Haibane on 12-07-2009, 22:53:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">MIRIAM<br/><strong>"Ari, do you wish to cut her clothes off, or shall I?"</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><em>Finally! </em><br/>I pulled my hand away, but not before I gave the exposed rear end a firm slap.<br/>"Fuck it is good to be back...pussy is never this abundant...in Hollywood."<br/>Well it was, but Hollywood was full of fake tits and horrible fucks.<br/><br/>I stepped in front of Claudia, motioning for Mio to take over at the controls after I sent her away to pick up a item from my bedroom.<br/><br/>Upon her return, she handed me the wooden handle barber blade from my personal collection. My left hand hand curled into a ball and gave her the signal with my thumb to start straightening her out. The sound of the gears creaking together made me smile, the mechanism was almost as old as the house itself. With the flick of my right wrist, I unsheathed the blade and presented it to her.<br/>"Mio...I want her to barely be able to stand on the tips of her toes...make sure she can not move"<br/>The cute little slave did as I said, walking around young Claudia to make sure she was barely able to hold herself up on the edges of her feet.<br/><br/>Enough stalling, I slipped the blade under her dual tank tops and sliced up the fabric. The sides of the shirt flapped open, revealing the matching pink bra set she wore with the pink panties that flashed through the "rebel" tears in her designer jeans. I did not have tome to appreciate her horrible taste in clothing. My hands tugged at fabric. slicing and cutting until her tops remained in a neat pile on the floor.<br/>"Pants next...I'll just finish what you started...I have no idea what the hell you were thinking by taking a pair of scissors to those jeans..."<br/><br/>Grinning, I slipped the blade into the cuts, widening them and leaving the pants in usable tatters.<br/>"You see the girls behind us...that is your uniform...you won't be needing clothes anytime soon..."<br/>Little Claudia was left in nothing but leather cuffs and her cute pink panties. I slipped my left hand into her crotch, my middle finger immediately finding her pursed folds underneath. I toyed with her as I cut the sides and let the fabric gently fall down between her legs. Tucking the blade into my back pocket I pulled away and removed my jacket, extending it over the piano bench as I began to loosen my tie and belt. I loved to use my hands and belt over a paddle or crop any day, I felt I had to give these young ladies that father figure they never had.