He started laughing at my flushed face but I could still feel his serious glare on me even through his laughs you do look rather hot when you blush he...said walking towards me. sir&hellip, thats not very appropriate I said firmly. He carried on walking towards me in big strides with a naughty smirk on his face oh Isabel its only a matter of time until you give in. I already told you I always get what I want. I almost laughed at his cocky arrogance Well then sir you must not want me a lot I put. With our sexual interaction since our first encounter, we didn’t have to deal with the initial pace of learning to deal with Annie’s nudity. We were well past that now.Annie did as I directed. She stepped into the garage and began to undress. I’d told her ahead of time not to wear underwear or a bra since they’d leave indentations on her skin and we didn’t have time for those to fade. Annie slipped off her terrycloth material shorts and her cotton t-shirt. We were in the garage with her fully. The state leaves those options to the individual inmate.A white bus pulls up to the outer gate at the entrance to the roadleading to Stepfordville. Through the barred windows sit another dozennew inmates, of various levels of incarceration all cuffed and shackledin the locked cage interior, all dressed in pink T-strap Mary Jane flatpumps, pink ankle socks and matching pink inmate jump-suits. The guardgreets the driver, checks the tally sheet then after his approval the busrolls on through the. He knows this. So he keeps going. And then my thoughts drift to HIM again... wondering, what if He were there watching? Would the sight of me coming like that turn Him on, make Him hard? Maybe He would stand over me, and free one of my hands, so that I could stroke Him, while I’m still writhing under the forced Hitachi. Imagining that scenario sends me into another tailspin...another high...I imagine stroking His firm, large, delicious cock. I’d only seen it that one night when we met, but.