‘I don’t want her squirming, so tie her tight.’ The guards pulled out some ropes and then I noticed the iron rings that were set into the vertic...l poles. With great speed and efficiency the prison guards tied my wrists and ankles to those iron rings so that I was standing my with my wrists above my head and my wrists and ankles far apart, forcing my body into a sort of an X pose, which left me very exposed, with my pussy and my breasts very much on view for everybody to ogle. ‘This prisoner. Naturally, they requested a concubine on the first night, though they did not specify which, and concubine number two was supplied. She had not been properly briefed and assumed that the Countess was another concubine brought in by the Earl.When she asked, ~What does the old goat like?~ the Countess flew into a rage at the disrespect and number two found herself unaccountably over a whipping bench with the added indignity of being shackled for her punishment.Hiss ... CRACK!The Countess herself. ‘I don’t know’, she moaned. ‘It came over me and it is so unlike me as anything possibly can. I don’t mean I don’t have needs, just like the next person. But to do like that… to put me through… and you, for this. Without considering the consequences. That is not me…’ He turned her around, facing him. Black eyes looked into her green. Noticed the red-brown hair in a neat bun. The blue suit with a knee long skirt. The white silk blouse. The little pearls in her earlobes. The modest makeup. He, on. I even joked that when he got a girlfriend, he could let me do the same thing by way of thanks. He went quiet for a few moment, then nodded."OK." he said. "It's a deal."I could see from the bulge in his jeans he was certainly wanting to do this. So, I took him upstairs and to our bedroom door. Again, he looked a little worried, and asked me if I would be going in too. I told him I would, but only to watch and if need be, to speak with her, though I doubted that would be needed. I'm not sure he.