For this he has decreed that you are to be punished."Zubeydeh could not deny, even to herself, that she had felt uninhibited when she was being handed...round at Ramzy El-Najjar's parties and, because she had no choice at the times when she was being used in a way which might cause pregnancy, she had felt no guilt when she invariably joined in enthusiastically and with frequent orgasms. She tried to think of whether any of the fuckings had seemed different or significant. She thought she had. "No." I whispered softly, trying very hard not to faint.When the room righted itself again I took a much slower approach. I walked to the door and gripped the handle. There was no budging it. I pushed, pulled, knocked, pounded and screamed at it. I even went so far as to kick it in my slippered foot. The only results were raw hands and throat and a throbbing toe."Locked in." I said to the empty room. My voice sounding very small and meek compared to the empty room, but oddly comforting just the. I gave Lee Ann back her license and she said, "Thanks for lying for me." It was only half a lie. The divorce isn't final yet so technically you are still my wife. As for the other part, you are a whore, but not a hooker. At least you didn't used to charge for it." Well, that has changed. Brandon has been charging guys so I guess that makes him a pimp and me a prostitute."We were interrupted by the sergeant who had come back. "I know it's not fair, but I would suggest you leave now. Mace will. Abruptly, she raised herself up on her elbows.“Would you like me to do it?”I swallowed hard. I hoped I knew what she meant, but I wasn’t sure. “Would I like you to do what?”Mischelle leaned down until her lips made contact with my ear lobe. “Would you like me to put your cock in my mouth?”I groaned slightly, and my dick twitched again. I could sense her grinning at me, even in the total darkness.“Gosh, Mischelle…I wouldn’t expect you…I mean…you don’t have to do anything like that…”She put a.