."I shrugged. "There haven't been that many interesting ones. Just yourstandard transformations and sex changes. Besides, I haven't had time towrite a...y of them down." Write them down?" she repeated, laughing. "Hasn't the judge told you?You don't have to write them down." I don't?" Of course not, silly. All the stories are in your head. All you need todo is call them up. That's the power the Judge has given you."I thought about that for a moment. When I first went to the Judge andasked to be. Her gloved fists tried desperately to ease the pain of her throbbing pubic mound. Kira began to count, and Leya knew that she probably wouldn’t beat the count, so she allowed Kira to pull her to her feet to continue the fight. The bell rang, and Karina came into the ring to help her beaten friend to the corner. “She’s fighting dirty, you need to also,” Karina barked, “You aren’t going to last the next round if you don’t do some damage to her.” “I’ve never seen her like this, she’s like a. To be eligible for membership you have to be collared. If you're not collared they'll let you onto the main floor, but you can't use the upstairs rooms or the gym, not unless you're the guest of a member who is collared." So you gotta be convicted of something, right?" Or performing public penance for the Temple. The club considers a person performing penance a criminal as far as membership is concerned, because they're officially wearing a collar."Cecilia was quiet, as she contemplated that. She kept thinking about vibrators, her pussy twitching with agreement. She had to try one! But how? She didn’t own one. Would her mum have one..? Suddenly everything clicked - her mum’s razor! Putting the showerhead back, she reached for the purple handle. Carefully she popped off the razor blades and sat down. Her heart was thudding in her chest. With one hand she cautiously spread her soft lips. Her clit was hard and straining out of its hood. Claire placed the end of the razor onto herself..