And my calculation was correct, by the time she completed her bath and came out, the waiter arrived with the food. And by this time I hide all her clo...hs, even the innerwear. She was scared like hell, and was asking me for the cloths, so that we can take food to eat, I threw the bed sheet to her, and opened the door for the waiter to come in. She somehow managed to cover herself holding the bed sheet with her hand.When the waiter saw us, he just smiled and kept the food and asked me, “Would you. Just as I sat back, she leaned forward to put her glass beside mine. As she leaned forward, I took another glance down, her pants had moved down a bit showing the top of her ass. I wanted to grab it, but thought that would be too forward. I decide to put my arm across the top of the couch instead to give her the option on what to do. When she sat back, she noticed my arm across the back. The game started again and we started to watch. After a bit, the team we both cheered for scored. It was the. There were four male guards lining up on each side of the court, each with a heavy paddle in their hands. Hanging on the walls were other torture implements such as bull-whips, and also thick incense sticks. There were also pokers being burnt to a white hot in a furnace.The young lady was accused of having sex affairs with another young man and plotted the death of her husband by poisoning him.The magistrate interrogated her, “Tell me: who's the young man you had sex with, and how did you. First you can’t even resist fucking your husband, and then you come to work with crotchless panties. You are definitely a slut.” “I did not hear you, Mistress. Plus I had sex with my husband! How could I refuse him?” Sarah pleaded. “No excuse,” replied Yvonne. Sarah turned her face and could see Yvonne set the box down on the desk. Vanessa opened the box and Sarah saw her pull out a shiny new ruby red butt plug. “This is for you, my slave,” cooed Yvonne as she stroked Sarah’s panties. Yvonne.