:Submission Fantasy:

You put on the panties, dress and stockings. It would seem they are made for a fully grown adult but fit in an odd way. The dress sticks out and is too short, exposing the panties underneath. The stockings feel good against your skin, but you know that you are going to emerge quite exposed, and there will be little to disguise any feelings or tinglings in your groin.

You emerge from the bathroom and the woman smiles. "Lovely," she says "follow me!" You follow her into what appears to be a school room. There's a tall stool and a blackboard and a teacher's desk and pointing stick in the room. "Sit" she says in a commanding tone, as if training a dog. You feel like you've come this far, you'll indulge this woman's needs. It helps that you find her very attractive. "Legs back!" She commands tapping you shins with the stick. The stool has a T-bar at half height along its trunk. You were resting your fete on them but she directs you to tuck your feet behind the bar, which serves to slightly thrust out your pelvis. You lean back your shoulders to maintain the balance. The woman is clearly eyeing up your groin and smiling. You feel your penis begin to swell and there is nothing you can do about it.

"First, we're going to read a story." She picks up a book and sits on the teacher desk in front of you. She's a commanding figure, blue eyes, hair in a bun, and as she opens the book she opens her legs. Your eyes are drawn to a glimpse of her black, satin underwear. She beings to read but you are too distracted to listen. She sees you looking and looks straight at you and opens her legs a little further. The short skirt rides further up her thighs and more is revealed. This does nothing to quell the tingling in your groin, and you can feel can feel your own panties begin to stretch in response to the growth that's beginning to happen there. The tightening sensation of the tight underwear feels amazing but you know any minute the head of your cock will burst out. nothing is hidden and you release a small groan of pleasure.

The woman looks at you. "I can see you can't concentrate," she says. "No doubt I shouldn't have skipped the milk. It's a part of every school day. Which first, get milk or be milked?"

You have 2 choices: