After this went on for about a half hour, the one guard threw a cloakto Jim and told him to put it on. It was one piece and was filthy butat least it ...overed his body. It was more like some kind of dress. Hewas then given a hooded shroud to put over his head. There was mesh inthe front where he could see out of. He was dressed like an Afghaniwoman! "You are never to take these clothes off without permission" Your life as you know it is now finished, you are about to embark on anew life, one. Sorry about that ... and dressed ... undressed ... for it... She looked marvelous. Lounging on the lounger with her back to the door.She stretched.“Wonderful!” she turned, “ ... what happened to your cock?”“Senior Prom.”“Get in the tub!”The healing chamber is jokingly referred to the tub on Cassandra. Never on Crossroads ... the tub gets mad.“Sorry, Sam,” apologized Val Hero-Caretaker. “Don’t hurt him.”“Yes Ma’am.”Since I didn’t know ... Sam could be Samuel ... or Sam could be Samantha .... My cunt is so full of your COCK." My balls slapped against her fingers as they pressed on her slit. I lasted much longer this time, but eventually the time came and so did I. She had come repeatedly during the long fuck. I held her hips tight against my groin as my semen spurted deep inside of her.We collapsed forward and were soon asleep. Her ear was next to my mouth. After a while I awoke and looked at the clock. We still had several hours. I whispered, "Wake up lover. We have time. First, he commenced with a series of longer strokes, pushing and pulling his dick in and out further and further. Next, Roland pulled his dick all the way out momentarily, before forcefully plunging it back into Rusty’s butt. Each one of these actions was accompanied by a hefty smack.“Have you learned your lesson, boy, or do you need more discipline?” Roland barked.“Yes sir… I mean no sir. I haven’t learned my lesson yet sir,” Rusty stammered. Alternating hands, Roland now began to whack.