He and others like him were kept separate from the regular criminals, in a special prison outside Stuttgart. This was for their protection as even the...worst criminals held nothing but hatred and contempt for ex-Stasi agents.They sat at a large metal table fixed to the concrete floor in a room devoid of anything but cinderblock walls, surveillance cameras, and a two way mirror. Opposite Wolfgang and Eva was another chair, empty for five minutes until a manacled Edwin Brandt shuffled into the. I shut the door of the cupboard and tried to regulate my breathing all dressed up heels too, waiting to see this gorgeous retro ffnylon stocking high heeled Queen come back in as I peeked through the substantial crack in the frame. Anyone coming in to the shared area tripped a long light so I would get to see her for as long as it took her to open her door. I hear the clicking of those heels coming towards the door, I start to tremble and stroke my cock, I so want to see her in her ffnylons and. I wait for an anxious eternity before glancing her way again. Our eyes meet and she holds my gaze with an assuredness that completely draws me in. It wasn’t the come-hither or I’m-yours-if-you-want-me-just-make-the-first-move seduction that women on the prowl usually gave. It was a deeper, more alluring communication that let me know we were the reason the other was here tonight. I couldn’t look away. I must have been in full ogle when she shifted her attention back to her friends, and not a. There was no visible damage; only the pain was she feeling.Despite her pain, she noticed that the fire was behaving strangely. It felt like a tongue and hands roaming her body. She felt fingers running through her hair and digging in her shoulders. Then, she sensed fingers going down her front to her breasts and felt a tongue circling her nipples. She looked up at the man and noticed the lust in his eyes and his increasing arousal.Next, she felt hands on her inner thighs moving all the way up.