I’ve hit myself hard about 25 times until I could take no more. My bottom was all read. My penis started growing again so I stroke it 10 times with ...he cane until it got down again. I was a very dirty girls and I needed more punishment. I untied myself and went out to find some nettle. When I got back in I found some regular panties and put the nettle in them and wore them. It hurt my already hurt bottom a lot and I cried a little while kneeling in the corner. Some more spanking came with my. We sat down with Jake again. I asked him if he had any ideas as to the contents of the messages. He was able to do better than that; he wouldn't tell me how they got it, but he did let us look at the German cleartext, along with a translation, for one of the messages; Sam told us that this was called this a "crib." I should have realized that the German military mindset was very formal and authoritarian, since the message started off with what appeared to be a standard header, and the phrasing. We had no knowledge ofwhat was going on. We refused to lie and play their game." She took a deepbreath. "He got life, too." "Tough break for the two of you and your kids," he said and gave her anotherdrag on the cigarette. "How old are they?" He didn't give a damn about themone way or another but appearing to care was an excellent way of establishingrapport. Frankel wasn't satisfied with just fucking inmates. He needed to fuckwith their minds, too. "JoAnn is eight. Marilyn is six," she answered. I mean I am just a cook. I never thought that we would... that I would be... why would you want..."May took Jan's hands in hers and began to lightly massage them. She looked into Jan's eyes and then put a hand up to her hair. Running her hand through Jan's hair she began to speak quietly and soothingly."Jan, Bill and I would really love for you to stay with us. We both want all of you to stay with us. We could live together as one big happy family." Oh May, I think that would be wonderful..