John begins her lesson. She watches as he wets his hands, picks up a lump of clay and tosses it onto the wheel. He then pours a little water on the cl...y. The wheel starts in motion, and Meg watches as he forms the spinning clay with his hands. The clay beneath John's fingers seems to magically transform itself, from a shapeless blob into a graceful pot.John asks Meg if she is ready to try and make something. John has her to wet her hands. With both her husband and John watching, Meg reaches. They wore stringy tops with small patches over the breasts that just barely covered their erect nipples. I was the only one with out a top. Apparently this was something I had to earn. I stood there looking at all of them dumbly. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. Thankfully Tawny walked over to me and began to show me the ropes. I was to help them prep all of the food and make sure all of the tables were set. As I worked I noticed that one of the other blondes had a tattoo of a swastika. The girl was told by the warden. I am the new prisoner and have opted for level 3 punishment for 3 months. Hearing this, her face became a little pale. The warden told me that she will be the person who will carry out all the activities and punishment to you for the whole period.The lady asked me to follow her. She took me to a room that was very close to the warden room. She asked me to strip my clothes. I stripped and was now in my undies and was waiting for her to give the prison clothes but. ”“Which bread?”“Brown please.”“Please sit and I will bring it.”I sat at the table closest to the counter so I could keep looking at this girl. She went back behind the fridge and I really couldn’t see her, but got a little peak now and them. Her jeans were so tight and hugged her bottom in such a way, I was starting to get hard. Eventually she walked around the counter to bring me my coffee.“I’m so sorry, I’m on my own today.”“That’s fine.” I said, “I am not in a hurry.”“It’s my first day today.