" And using one hand, pulled her panties to the side revealing her wet pussy, and shoved the bottle inside herself. She quickly gave the last wipe, an... was back to clothed Katelyn, who stopped wiping.https://imgur.com/a/rXHh10f?Katelyn started to walk back to the couch but after she took a step, a look of shock appeared on her face and she paused. Katelyn reached a hand down the front of her pants, and after a few moments, retrieved the small wet bottle. She embarrassedly looked around the room. ”Chapter Ten: The eighth day introduces a unique punishment– punishment by combat. There is also an undercard of slave wrestling with humiliation and pain in store for the loser.Chapter Eleven: The ninth day of punishment is a lottery. The public is given the chance to paddle the repentant terrorist. Eight lucky winners each get to give her five swats with a special paddle. One lucky winner gets to finish the forty-six required for her punishment by laying six swats of the paddle across missy’s. ”They look confused. I add, “I’m not sure how long it was since I was sleeping. Normally, I wouldn’t sleep, so I could help the driver to stay awake, but he had been sleeping since Yale, and I figured he should be able to stay awake for 10 minutes. I needed to take a nap so that I could be alert for the Hudson’s Hope Rd.”You could see the relief on the cops’ faces. They thought I was driving and were trying to find a way not to arrest me. They admitted as much. Between buddy not having a. .uh...uh...nothing," I stammered in reply.You nonchalantly brushed the files with your hand and they fell, scattering to the floor. "Oh shit!" you exclaimed. I started to get up, but you placed your delicate fingers on my shoulder, pushing me back down."No, I'll get it," you said with a smile.Damn, I thought, there goes that mischievous smile again. You turned and bent over. My eyes followed the gentle curve of your ankles, then worked their way up the back of your smooth thighs to....