Ballet Bound Pt. 2

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After my credulous ballet teacher did so well with the new "ballet rope" technique, I decide it's time to introduce him to something more advanced: a stretching table guaranteed to improve his form. I strap him in tightly, then secure his hands above his head with leather cuffs.

With my overly-trusting instructor inescapably bound, I reveal that some other girls from the studio and I have noticed him ogling our bodies and even sneaking a sniff of our sweaty clothes in the locker room after class. To teach him a lesson he won't forget, we all worked out in the same pair of panties, leaving them drenched in our scent and wetness. Laughing over his protests, I stuff the filthy panties in his mouth, then seal them in with layers of vet wrap, leaving him stuffed and stewing in my scent. There is no "special dance technique", there's no such thing as "dance rope", and now that my true intentions to ruin my perverted ballet teacher have been revealed, I produce a vibrating wand to tease and edge him to my heart's content.

 I rub my ass against his quickly-stiffening cock before leaving him to struggle against his bonds with the vibrator still buzzing away between his open legs. I rub my hands over him, claiming his body and his studio as my own, leaving him humiliated with my ballet over his face to continue huffing my perfect scent... But the day's not over yet-- his next student is arriving soon!