It kept going through his brain. I got punished for screwing the girl.Without the pleasure of screwing her.What can I do about that?* * * Marsha was...paying a price for her bad conduct. Her parents, now thoroughly disgusted, had disowned her and she was stuck without money in a town where she had to perform five hundred hours of community service without pay. She managed to get a job as a waitress in an all-night restaurant, working from 6 p.m. to 2 a.m. What with her daily six hours of. This had a button at the throat and was open all down the front, thus allowing free access to her body. She was given a thorough enema, which she hated, and her front and rear passages were thoroughly oiled. Throughout this preparation Maryam remained silent because it seemed wiser to avoid the whips which inevitably would follow any protest.When she was prepared she was led into a small room which was bare of furnishings except for a square padded table with restraints at each corner and at. Susan had been waiting for Bill to get up. She had made coffee and was just sitting at the little counter that divided the living room area and the kitchen area. Ruth sat at the counter with her when she arrived with Tim. Susan wondered why Ruth would be arriving with Tim when she noticed the over sized shirt her friend was wearing and smiled to herself. Maybe her friend had finally found someone too. Susan's smile broadened at the thought. That was a 'too as in also found someone'. Susan had. By the end of dinner we were laughing and kinda drunk. We started talking about our love lives she was single and I told her "I had a girlfriend but she never did anything for me sexually." She said "hold on than I got something for you" I just sat there thinking what was she doing. She came back with a maids outfit and I was stunned when she asked if I wanted to see her wear it I said "hell yeah." She began to strip and as I watched she winked at me and put the maids outfit on and she started.