Blaydon must have sent off a messenger to Braxton Hall as quick as lightning, for later that day a galloper from the Yeomanry bore me orders to presen... myself at regimental HQ at my earliest convenience — which can be broadly interpreted as NOW.On my arrival at Devizes I found an irate Braxton-Clark, accusing me of going out of my own area of supervision, countermanding his orders, and undermining his authority. When I replied that looting was a crime no matter where carried out, Braxton-Clark. He didn’t ask any questions though, having the philosophy that keeping the warden happy was rewarding work in itself. I didn’t mind doing anything she wanted either. Heck, I would have wiped her ass and changed her Tampons if she asked. I never did have intercourse with her; it was like some holy ground or something. She always carried herself in a professional manner and for that, she had my respect.I was released as Tonya Darling out of the front door of the institute. Unlike Casey, I didn’t. One of them told us how much trouble we were in quoting all the laws we'd broken and telling us it would be in all the local papers. We thought we were in deep shit when they turned and quietly chatted to each other. They turned back to us and they went all 'good cop, bad cop on us.Bad cop wanted to take us in and throw the book at us. Good cop wanted to just give us a warning and let us go. After a few minutes Bad Cop said he'd consider it if Donna was 'nice' to them. I turned to her and we. You are tied up, helpless, at my pleasure, and I intend to enjoy this evening. The question is, will you?" Jill looked at Ted and seemed unable to process what he was saying. "Spread your legs, Jill, let me see your pussy." Jill, feeling a little strange because her clit was already throbbing and her pussy was juicer than it ever had been, refused. "OK," he said, " Let's try a different approach." Reaching under the bed, he retrieved the box of goodies and started rummaging around. Jill tried.