He told me that, in addition to buying magazines you often would come back to the booths. He was nice enough to make a deal with me." I told him about...our little video. He's quite interested in seeing, and maybe showing it. In fact, he agreed to let me shoot some of it here. This is the plan, sissy, and you WILL follow it, or Nick won't be the only one getting a copy. You are going to go into the third booth on the left. That is one of the booths with a hole to the next booth. What do you call. It was almost evening time before I decided to call it a day. I didn’t even get to the boat house. It was more work than I anticipated, but I didn’t mind, it gave me time to think about my recent endeavors and what I should do about them. Just in case you’re wondering, I hadn’t come up with any solutions. I needed to clear my mind and I did know the solution to do that. I walked through the front door to see a spotless interior. Carol was already preparing supper when I entered the kitchen to. She fluffed the water between her legs, sending mini tsunamis into the depths of her cunt; She carefully cleaned around the piercing holes and idly fingered her new labial rings.She was not sure if the fitting of the rings was part of her punishment or merely a temporary fitting to ensure the piercing holes remained open. She had heard about piercings being used as punishment, but no comment had been made about them in the Judge’s Chambers; Did she have to sport them or could she take them out?. I will lookyou up." Will you?" Oh yeah," I say.The agents walk into the room and take her by the arms, walk her out.She's gone, leaving me with the lovely Desire."I guess it's just you and me," I say."Yeah, but you're no fun with that thing on your cock." Sorry sweety. It stays."PONG!"Gift for Desire," says the female computer voice."Oh goodie!" she says with girlish delight.A glass of water descends from the ceiling, held aloft by a retractablewire."Oh," she says. "What am I supposed to do.